God of Killing

Bao Ao, Jie Ji and the leaders of the four tribes came to the Black Water Pond and frowned deeply as they looked at the gurgling black water.

The thick black clouds that lingered on the black pool all year round were completely removed.

The water in the pool was calm, there was no strong spiritual energy trembling, and there was no abnormality. However... there was a row of writing floating in the center of the pool: No wanton destruction.

Xuan Ming was obviously not here, but he just left a message, as if he knew they would come.

Comoro's face was as cold as water. He touched the index finger of his left hand and a circle of light shot out. He came to the center of the pool of water and touched the writing.

Suddenly, a powerful soul power wrapped around him like a snake, directly wrapping his soul and dragging his soul into a pool of water.

That soul power contains a "forbidden" artistic conception, which can seal and lock everything, reaching the depths of a person's soul.

Comoro is also good at using the mysteries of the soul, but his soul is imprisoned. He suddenly feels cold to the bone, as if someone has sealed it with countless ice crystals, and his consciousness is gradually lost.

Bao Ao and Jie Ji, the two heads of the ancient demon clan, changed their expressions slightly and ignored him, while seeing a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

It is a consensus that the demon clan is not good at using soul power. Logically speaking, even if Xuan Ming has great magic power, it is impossible for Commorragh to submit.

What's more, this wasn't done by himself, he just left a trace of the soul's artistic conception, and actually let the Comorian soul control it, unable to move at all.

A ray of light emerged from the depths of the emotionless eyes of the leader of the Dark Spirit Tribe, and the light shot into the black pool like a rainbow.

However, when the light touched the writing, it seemed to be struck by lightning and suddenly spread out.

The leader of the Dark Elf Tribe, Kanter, had his eyes confused, and traces of gray-white lines appeared on his body. The lines were entangled together, and seemed to suddenly connect with the scattered light, pulling those light points back to his soul.

The leader of the corpse tribe was still in the giant coffin, but suddenly a thick corpse aura was generated. The corpse aura spread out and enveloped the black pool.

After a while, the giant coffin suddenly trembled and made a rattling sound, as if someone was gnawing at the bones. It sounded extremely terrifying.

Wisps of corpse energy also quietly dispersed, but they could never condense.

The three Plutos, Abi, Heitian, and Huangquan, remained motionless, still guarding the place where light and shadow overlapped. One of the erratic phantoms seemed to be carefully sensing the movement of the Blackwater Pool.

After a while, from the light and shadow, there was a soul trembling that only the three Hades could detect.

King Abi Ping suddenly changed his expression, and immediately shouted softly: "Xuan Ming has stepped into the category of the tenth-level demon clan, and knows how to use the realm of gods. His artistic conception can generate consciousness, and can be transmitted to the main body even if he is thousands of miles away. .”

As soon as these words came out, the bodies of Comoros and Canter of the Corpse Clan trembled slightly, and soon their expressions returned to normal, and the power of artistic conception that had affected them quietly dissipated.

Blackwater pool remains silent.

But all the leaders of the five tribes who came had unnatural expressions at this time. Only Bao Ao and Na Jieji quickly calmed down, their eyes serious.

"I really didn't expect that in this land, there can be such a powerful monster clan." Bao Ao pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It's no wonder that all our clans have been sealed for so many years. In the small space cracks in the outside world, the living environment is extremely harsh, and the realm and strength are not advancing but retreating. The demon race is one of the races left on the land of China in addition to the human race, and it can also absorb the people from this land. of nurturing energy.”

Everyone nodded.

"It seems that we have to pay attention to the demon clan. Xuan Ming only left a warning thought and did not stop our actions. This shows that he still has a sense of proportion." Jieji touched his chin and smiled in vain, "That's fine. We There is no need for the demon clan to contribute in the first place. They have been living with the human race for so many years and have not experienced our suffering. Their hatred for the human race is not that deep."

"Be careful, don't destroy this forest too much. This... is the territory of the demon clan after all." Bao Ao said.

The heads of the remaining four tribes couldn't help but nod. Under Xuan Ming's artistic conception, the terrifying place of the four holy beast survivors was revealed, making them act cautiously.

The demon race is one of the most powerful races in any era.

In the battles of the ancient times, many races perished, and even the most powerful races fled into the cracks of the outside world to survive. However, the demon race can still remain safe and sound on the land of China.

From this point of view, the power of the demon clan is indeed well-deserved, and Xuan Ming's strength also impressed everyone.

...inner city.

The periphery is vast and dim, and countless restrictions, barriers, and formations that are invisible to the naked eye are crisscrossed, forming a dense spider web that spreads across every corner and extends in all directions.

Deep underground, thousands of materials are piled up, all emitting a hazy light. Energy is like streams, transported to the restrictions and barriers through specific veins, releasing energy for the environment around the inner city. , and then allow the Baji Purgatory City to stand like a mountain peak, unmoving.

When Lin Meng, Nirruo and other powerful people in the True God Realm entered this place, they felt as if they were being pulled into a strange world. There were no sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, and grass. In their eyes, there was just an endless, dead area.

Countless invisible restrictions and barriers came into play quietly. Lin Meng and others suddenly felt as if they were in a quagmire, with invisible tentacles stirring the muscles of their bodies and the nerves in their minds. They felt uncomfortable all over.

Those who have reached the realm of true gods have huge Qi and blood, and their bodies are like moving energy volcanoes. They emit strong vibrations of power every moment. The vibrations can even resonate with the heaven and earth, mobilizing the energy of the heaven and earth to form all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

But upon entering this area, the connection between everyone's body and the world was cut off abruptly.

Their perception also seemed to be in endless darkness. Their eyes were dark, they could not touch physical objects, and they could not detect any abnormalities.

The energy of the soul is exhausted, the speed of the movement of essence is weakened, the powerful vitality in the flesh and blood is controlled by invisible rules, and the qi and blood gradually become uncontrollable.

Weakness, oldness, weakening, and various powerful enchantments and domain forces are slowly growing in this area, changing the rules of the world and causing chaos in the energy of the world.

Vaguely, the power of barriers, restrictions, and formations are condensed in eight corners, forming eight doors that are difficult to see with the naked eye but can be touched by the soul.

The eight gates are composed of six directions: east, south, west, north, up, and down, and two special shapes that are constantly changing. They are called the eight poles, which are the mystery of this peripheral area.

Lin Meng and others were aware that one by one, following the induction of their souls, after some exploration, they gradually came to the so-called Baji place and tried to enter.

In each person's hands, artifacts shone brightly, and bursts of extremely intense power surged around them, forming various special barriers to protect their bodies.

...Lin Meng came to a door to the east.

She suddenly froze, her face suddenly turned ugly, and the Qiankun Guiyuanding in her hand was vibrating and buzzing, as if she had discovered something abnormal.

There was a person who looked exactly like her. His clothes, appearance, temperament, and charm were all the same. He even held the same artifact in his hand: the Qian Kun Gui Yuan Ding.

That Lin Meng looked at her with a cold and arrogant look on her face, just as she treated others, as if she was the master of the land of China, and everyone should surrender to her and listen to her orders.

From Lin Meng's body, there was an aura that was exactly the same as hers, and even the Qiankun Guiyuan Cauldron seemed to be equally mysterious.

At this moment, she suddenly fell into a trance and frowned deeply. She felt that there was an extra mirror in front of her eyes.

Could it be that the so-called east gate is a state of the soul that illuminates the heart and can reflect a person's self?

Lin Meng sneered in her heart, snorted, and looked coldly.

In front of her, another Lin Meng also chuckled, and the laughter could be clearly heard. However, that Lin Meng raised his hand and suddenly waved the Qiankun Guiyuan Cauldron and hit her.

Lin Meng's expression suddenly changed, her delicate body trembled, and she suddenly felt intense uneasiness.

As Lin Meng took action, she was horrified to find that the energy in her body was flowing away at an extremely fast rate. Even the most familiar attack sign of the Qiankun Guiyuan Cauldron became unfamiliar to her.

It seemed that the power used by Lin Meng in front...all came from herself!

How to fight this?

Regardless of whether she fights or not, she has already been defeated.

Lin Meng on the opposite side is consuming her power. If she takes action, the power will flow away faster, which is equivalent to double the consumption of energy. Moreover, she is fighting against someone who is equally powerful. It is impossible to win.

Lin Meng's heart sank.

...Similarly in the darkness of the outer city.

Nirruo carried the evil spirit sword and came to the south gate where the soul could sense it. He was also stunned.

At the south gate, there was actually the entrance to the Thirty-Six Evil Cave in the Demon Valley that he was most familiar with. The entrance to the cave was dark, as if it contained countless evil spirits.

Nirruo was stunned for a while, and suddenly found that he had become younger, as if he had returned to his youth. At that time, in order to gain recognition and had no other choice, he resolutely decided to go to the Thirty-Six Evil Cave.

That year, he was just an unappreciated boy in the Demon Valley, with only the cultivation level of the human realm. His master was killed outside, and he lived a difficult life alone in the Demon Valley. His beloved woman abandoned him. He left, saying that he was useless and no one thought highly of him.

Knowing that he had no hope of getting ahead, he bravely entered the Demon Valley without fear of death. When he entered, he made up his mind to either get ahead or die.

It was also that time when he experienced countless fatal situations in the Thirty-Six Evil Cave, but was lucky enough to find the Evil Spirit Sword that had been missing for many years in the Demon Valley. This laid the foundation for him to become the master of the Demon Clan and finally gained everyone's recognition. .

The turning point in his life was there, and he always knew that if he had not passed that hurdle, he would have died long ago.

And today, he stood here again, time seemed to be messed up by a hand, he was back again, and he had to experience the most unforgettable pain again.

(To be continued)