King Ming Dynasty: Rule the world with sword

It was learned that Pluto's body was not in the underworld.

Yang Ling knew that he must have fallen into Marquis Wuwei's scheme and went to the Mongolian Yuangu tribe to fight for the fragments of the Huntian Compass.

In this way, he no longer has any worries, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Carrying the Jinghong Dao, he fought his way into the second level of hell, the third level, the fourth level... and finally broke through the eighth level of hell.

In each of these eight levels of hell, there is at least one Dharma Realm boss sitting in charge.

Even every Dharma Realm boss condenses the Pluto Dharma.

But facing Yang Ling with full firepower, it became a ray of soul energy in his Jinghong Sword.

At this time, apart from the sea of blood, the light yellow mass in the Jinghong Sword blade, that is, the power of luck, has been almost absorbed by him.

But there are four or five more pure soul powers, all transformed by the soul of Hades.

Because I don’t know if it can be refined like Wuwei Hou’s clone, and I’m afraid that Pluto still has a backup plan.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not dare to swallow it on the spot, so he could only seal it in the Jinghong Sword first.

Find time to temper one by one in the future and strengthen yourself.

Lu Feng and Sima followed Yang Ling, and there was no need for them to make a move.

Watching Yang Ling swing his sword to continuously harvest the ghosts in each level of hell.

Even those Dharma Realm bosses who were unattainable in their eyes fell like weak chickens to Yang Ling's butcher's knife.

They were all confused for a moment, who is the hunter?

Just when Yang Ling led the two of them into the nine levels of hell, the numb Lu Feng's expression suddenly changed, as if he sensed something.

The next moment he became extremely excited.

Ignoring the dissuasion of Yang Ling and the others, he jumped directly into the black river.

Sima looked at the black energy rising from the black river and woke up from his stunned state, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Finally, he glanced at Yang Ling fearfully, gritted his teeth and jumped into the black river.

He didn't dare to be alone with Yang Ling for fear of being killed by Yang Ling.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and jump into the black river with Lu Feng.

Yang Ling was surprised that Lu Feng suddenly jumped into the black river.

Lu Feng's sudden move may have sensed the aura of his confidante Xue Bing.

But why jump into the black river?

Is there any secret passage here?

Originally, his most important thing was to find the Shura stone carvings, and he wanted to find Xue Bing with Lu Feng after he found them.

Now Lu Feng's sudden move disrupted his plan.

Now there is another biggest problem.

They have been in the underworld for a long time.

I wonder if Pluto’s body was held by Marquis Wuwei. Could it be that he is already on his way back?

Now he has just broken through the first nine levels of the eighteen levels of hell.

The people who sit in the Nine Hells behind will probably be more powerful.

Continuing like this is not the way to go, the right way is to quickly find the Shura stone carvings.

Yang Ling stared at the black river, thought for a moment, and put away the Jinghong Sword.

Then the internal force started to work, and his facial features kept twisting, and soon he transformed into a big man with a majestic face.

This big man's name is King Ping Ping, and he is one of the ten great Yamas in the underworld.

He is also the king in the Equality Hell, and has been destroyed by him.

His method is to sneak into the hell behind as the King of Pingren. If he is found out, it will not be too late to take action.

Making up his mind, he activated the Shura Sutra and jumped directly into the Black River.

The moment he entered the water, Yang Ling used his Shura aura to hold up a protective shield to cover himself.

Yang Ling felt his eyes darken. Then his eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of him.

It turns out that this black river seems to be filled with black air, but inside it is a different scene.

When he first glanced at it, he felt like he was in the Dragon Palace under the sea.

The water in this black river was not very clear. With his mental strength, he couldn't see the bottom of the water at all. He didn't know how deep it was.

What surprised him was that there were countless black halls on one side of the Black River, which looked like a slaughterhouse.

There are still many little ghosts active among them.

Seeing this scene, he understood something.

It turns out that this black river runs through the entire underworld, and the so-called eighteen levels of hell are connected to it.

No wonder the monk Faneng came out of the Black River.

Lu Feng and Lu Feng had already disappeared, and they didn't know where they went.

He used space exploration to observe left and right, and then swam towards the bottom of the Black River.

Judging from this situation, the eighteenth level of hell should be at the bottom, and the Shura stone carving should be further down.

But he had just dived about a hundred meters when dozens of figures suddenly flew out of the darkness and blocked his way.

Yang Ling raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, seeing that there were more than a dozen corpse slaves.

Moreover, these corpse slaves are stronger than those who lit sky lanterns before.

The weakest ones are all at the Grand Master level, and there are four or five others who have reached the Dharma phase level.

With this kind of formation, even if Yang Ling was extremely powerful, it would probably not be easy to kill these corpse slaves.

Thinking that his Shura Sutra was in use, Shura's murderous intention surged out uncontrollably, and he was about to take action.

But he didn't expect that as soon as his Shura murderous intention came out, the dozen corpse slaves all retreated and quickly disappeared into the depths of the river.。

“This is? Yang

Ling was stunned for a moment and immediately thought of the reason.

The Shura Sutra.

It was because he practiced the Shura Sutra.

He suppressed the surging murderous intention and dived to the bottom of the river again.

Yang Ling looked at the scene in front of him. As soon as the main hall appeared, I finally knew that this path was the right one.。

“This is the tenth level of bull pit hell and the eleventh level of stone pressure hell.……。”

Suddenly, he stopped and looked solemnly at the dark bottom of the river.。

“Hey, why do you feel something is wrong? "