I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

In the space of his mind, several shadows floated in and out of it.

"Lord Hunluo really has a plan. The human race has descended into the Nine Nether Realm of Death so accurately. It can be confirmed that the human race spy is among them."

"Well, it's nothing."

Hunluo nodded indifferently, not caring about everyone's compliments. For those in the ten realms with sharp minds, as long as they put their mind to it, they would soon be able to detect clues.

If you find a coincidence, you can narrow down the scope by 90%. The second coincidence is almost certain. And now the four coincidences all have the presence of those five little guys, which means there is no need to think about it at all.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

There was silence in the mind space, and all the shadows looked at Hun Luo solemnly. They were really dancing on the tip of the knife now.

There are more than four hundred masters, and some of them are even more terrifyingly powerful. If you are not careful, your plan may fail, and you will have to stay here forever.

"Act as planned..."

Hun Luo slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, which were like black holes in the abyss, so deep that no trace of light or fluctuation could be seen.

"Turn on, Abi Wujian!!"

"this……"

A dark shadow stirred, and the black mist dissipated, revealing the white-haired old man inside, who was the Sleeper who took away the position of the Witch God from the will of the human race.

The Witch God hesitated to speak, looked at Hun Luo with some awe, and said softly: "Master Hun Luo, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

"explain."

Hun Luo looked calm, as if he had expected it.

"Sir, now in the Jiuyou Death Realm, in addition to the few juniors who are suspected of being spies, there are nearly 80 people from the Tenth Realm. Should we let them evacuate first, and then open Abi..."

"Witch God." Hun Luo interrupted directly and said in an indifferent tone: "You should know that this is impossible. Will the human race watch them evacuate safely? Can you guarantee that the human race will not evacuate in a short moment? , step out of the Nine Nether Realm? By then, it will be too late, what else can you do to open Abi Wujian?"

The questioning made the Witch God's eyes twitch. He swore that in the past millions of years, he had never heard so many words from Hun Luo's mouth.

Obviously, Master Hunluo was dissatisfied with him, but even knowing this, he had to stand up and ask. After all, most of the ten realms of the Witch God Realm are in the Nine Nether Realm of Death.

Half of the eighty ten realm experts are from the Bird Scale Demon Clan, the rest are from the Witch God Realm, and the rest are a mixture of ten realms from all realms.

In order to dispel the concerns of the human spy and follow their plan step by step, these sacrifices are necessary. Otherwise, if they notice something strange in the empty Jiuyou Death Realm, will they still call in the human army?

"Witch God, you don't have to feel sad. The clan will remember their sacrifices. When they return to their place of origin, they will provide resources to your witch clan as compensation to help you recover as soon as possible."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Xuan Yu knew in his heart that Master Hun Luo could not say soft words, and turning on Abi Wujian still required the power of the shaman god. It would be bad if the quarrel was too tense and something unexpected happened, so he took the initiative to persuade him.

"I understand."

"It all depends on the two adults!"

The Witch God slightly cupped his hands, and then retreated into the shadows. Now that the matter had come to this, there was no chance of recovery, so he could only go down the steps.

It's just that he was too naive. He thought that Master Hunluo would leave a back-up to assist in the evacuation due to the lack of strength in the clan. He never expected that he would abandon such a rough handling method.

The only slight comfort is that the "Boundary Bridge" is under their control. Which ten realms deserve to die are directly diverted during the transmission. There are still some ten realms left in the Witch God Realm.

As for the most unlucky ones, it was the demon clan that was kept in the dark. There were forty of them, almost all the powerful people in the ten realms.

Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts. This sentence is true at all times.

"But you still have questions?"

Hearing Hun Luo's inquiry, another shadow stirred up, and the black mist dissipated, revealing a figure inside. This was a strange existence without facial features, and its face was replaced by a group of constantly rotating vortices, like a star cluster, like a chaotic storm, mysterious Extremely.

"Lord Hunluo, now that the human race has entered the situation, is our other great enemy, the Evil God Realm, making any moves?"

As soon as these words came out, a total of twelve shadows in the mind space fell silent, as if their emotions became complicated.

The Evil God Realm is an extremely special existence for the entire alien race. In the place of origin, it single-handedly defeated the ninety-eight ethnic groups in their most powerful period!

If they hadn't used awe-inspiring methods in the end to eliminate the Evil God's Ancestor, even if the One True Realm appeared, there would have been no possibility for them to sit down and have peace talks.

Now, hundreds of billions of years have passed, and we are heading towards confrontation again, and the fear of being dominated and beaten can't help but arise in our hearts.

"Whirlpool, although I don't know what the Evil God Realm is doing, they really haven't made any movement yet. Look..."

Hun Luo raised his hand and waved, and four light curtains appeared. This was from the perspective of four alien sleepers. From the four corners, the picture locked the distant place. The dark round sphere suspended silently was the evil god's world.

"I have already arranged to keep an eye on the Evil God Realm. They moved faster than us. They disconnected the link channel with the only true world long ago and hid in the depths of the dimension. They have not moved for a long time."

All the shadows are staring at the picture with solemn expressions. This is a scene transmitted from the mind. It is real and true, as if watching it in person.

"What is the Evil God Realm waiting for?"

This is the doubt in their hearts, but the Evil God Realm has completely cut off contact with the foreign races. Without the slightest information, it is impossible to deduce any useful intelligence.

"But having said that, if possible, I really don't want to fight these disgusting and scary guys again!"

The vortex swirled fiercely on the face of the source of the vortex. After sighing, he retreated into the shadows.

Hun Luo waved his hand to disperse the light curtain, looked around with indifferent eyes, and said in a quiet voice: "Since there is no doubt, let's start taking action!"

"Here!"

boom! With the sound of thunder, the consciousness of the shadows returned instantly.

In the mind space, there is no concept of time. No matter how long it takes, the outside world is only a moment.

Hunluo, evil desire, shaman god, the source of annihilation...

When these twelve sleepers from a long time ago opened their indifferent eyes, the Eighteen Hells had just arrived in the Nine Netherworld of Death.

They originally made an excuse to activate the ancient conquest formation, but they appeared outside the Nine Netherworld at the same time, close to the boundary wall, located in twelve different directions, and in a strange way, surrounded the round sphere in front of them. .

"Wu Lin Yin!"

The Witch God's eyes were awe-inspiring, he flipped his palm, took out a strangely shaped token with a shimmering light, pinched the magic formula, and typed in complicated Taoist texts.

"Whirlpool Si!"

From the source of the vortex, the vortex of the galaxy shrouded in shadow, a rune beam of light was ejected and poured into the token in the palm of the hand.

"Netherworld·You!"

"Grey Silence·Xu!"

"Yong Ye Zi!"

"..."

Twelve shadows simultaneously took out strange tokens, recited incantations, and performed mysterious techniques.

"Hell Hell Hai!"

Hun Luo's indifferent voice, transmitted through the mind, resounded in the hearts of all the sleeping people. In an instant, they all opened their eyes wide and shouted angrily.

"Senluo is destroyed! Nothingness is eternal! Yongzhen! Eternal destruction!"

"Abi Wujian——"

"open!!"

Clang! Click!

The twelve tokens expanded crazily, extending for millions of light years. They were extremely sharp and penetrated the Nine Netherworld of Death.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

As if made of crystal, the gorgeous and shining Ice Cat stepped out of the Eighteen Hells with many masters, stretched lazily, and looked down with azure eyes indifferently.

"Meow-"

boom! ! !

The world collapsed, and twelve huge spikes with strange and inexplicable auras penetrated from all directions.

Buzz!

Twelve colors of light, starting from the spikes, spread out and all rules were corroded.

"not good!"

From the moment he woke up, his sense of existence was extremely weak. Shenren Wuyu, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his silvery-white eyes without pupils. His left eye instantly turned deathly gray, and a series of broken and incomplete pictures of the future flashed through his mind. , the spiritual sense warns wildly.

'That's too late……'

Before even the thought could arise, in the strange stagnant time and space, Shenren Wuyu reached out and pinched the back of Bing Miao's neck, and held the red gold Huangling with his right hand. The bright silver hair flew away crazily, killing all the masters within a hundred feet. All tied up.

At this time, the strange twelve-color light has spread to the eyes.

Kamito Wuyu's right eye opened angrily, and instantly turned into a pitch-black hole, and the silver-white eyeball evaporated inexplicably.

"Time and space rotate!!"

boom--

In the moment before the strange radiance converged, the hundred-foot-long silver-white time and space centered on the gods and humans was cut and disappeared.

"Damn it!"

In the outer dimensional space, looking at the Nine Netherworld of Death that had disappeared before his eyes, Evil Desire had an angry look on his face. There were quite a few human masters who had just escaped.

"Who is this guy? Actually..."

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