Mixed Miners

It took a year for the time to pass.

Yang Ling did not know how many death spirits were absorbed by the **** of the undead. As if he was endless, he continued to release ghosts.

And many of these ghosts rushed out of the dojo, breaking through the space and the ground has begun to invade other main **** spaces in the underworld.

These gods of the undead are invisible and inferior, but the breath of release is terrible. It is estimated that each of them has at least the strength of the level of partiality.

That is to say, every ghost is equivalent to a super master of real world. Not only that, anything that comes into contact with these ghosts, the mystery below the ultimate rule can't be confronted at all, and it will be frozen into nothingness in an instant.

Therefore, under the impact of this dense ghost, the layers of the main **** space began to collapse, and the entire underworld began to collapse.

Oda Snow and Corato have already trapped Hades.

Hades was very wrong, he couldn't figure out how to make it clear that he had become a god, but he couldn't beat Yang Ling, even the woman of this mysterious world could not beat.

An image in the dojo is getting clearer and clearer, and there is a sign of beginning to solidify.

But Yang Ling knows that if he wants to completely consolidate this image, it will take at least a few years, and it will take a thorough refining to swallow up the **** of the undead, but now he is starting to lose some power.

The long-term igniting of the fire of life and the refining of ghosts has already caused the saplings to begin to wither, and the power of the spirits has to control the chaotic purple golden bells to constantly suppress the gods of the undead. Once there is any care, the **** of the undead may escape. Going out, it will not only bring huge hidden dangers, but it will be very difficult to trap it again.

Yang Ling thought about it, suddenly remembered that in the sacred market, the black statue was also parasitic of many evil spirits, the spirit of evil spirits and the ghosts of the undead in front of them, all belong to a kind of unconscious god.

Is it possible to use the statue to swallow the **** of the undead first, and then slowly refine it in the sea of ​​God, or else continue, you will not be able to hold it first.

Yang Ling thought of this, the black statue behind him walked to the center of the dojo, and let the dense ghosts hit the body without any reaction.

“呜呜~” seems to be full of jealousy to the black statue, the **** of the undead uttered a very harsh scream, and a lot of ghosts rushed out to drown the statue.

The black statue of "吼" suddenly screamed, opened his mouth and sucked. He saw a huge black vortex in the center of the dojo, and all the ghosts were rolled in, and the **** of the undead was slowly dragged in.

Yang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the gray matter that was constantly changing shape and conflict in the whirlpool.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Ling put away the dojo, and the huge chaotic purple golden bell was pressed like a mountain to Hades, still fighting.

Get the **** of the undead, he finally has a chance to deal with Pluto.

......

Five years later.

Compass space has passed 10,000 years.

The task of conquering the underworld has already been completed, three years ahead of the time required by the system.

On a plain of flowers and flowers, there is a bud that is dark and dark like a jade. It is hundreds of kilometers high, but the whole body exudes a faint glow. The shadows of various insects and birds are constantly shining in the rays of the sun. Condensation appears, like a living thing, it grows and plays, and the half of the sky shines magnificently.

Yang Ling stood in the air and watched the flower bud full of emotion.

After a long time, the Nether Magic Flower will completely complete the final evolution after refining this last spiritual spirit. The body will be born with chaotic spirits and completely free from the **** of fate.

The origins of the Nether Magic Flower and the original group of Devils are confusing, but if Yang Ling did not guess wrong, they should be the product of a test of the original Elves, using a combination of Yao, Mo, Soul and Spirit. A new species is for the reincarnation of chaotic shocks, and it is to find a way to solve the fate.

Yang Ling didn't know what it looked like after the Nether Magic Flower woke up, so his heart was filled with hope and expectation.

A few days later, the dark flower buds were even more radiant, and the shadows of countless flowers, birds and worms wandered empty, and the runes on the petals began to bloom slowly.

Soon after, with the last layer of petals blooming, I saw a bright and shining woman in the flower, a naked and flawless woman slowly came out, but did not wait for Yang Ling to see clearly, black light flash, a set The tight black robe appeared on the woman.

"Hey~" Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh.

I haven't seen it for 10,000 years. This girl is still so cautious, let me take a look and not get pregnant.

"How? You are very disappointed?" The woman's money went to Yang Ling's face, and the pair of cold eyes were very beautiful, but there was a gentle and charming in the eyes.

"How come?" Yang Ling raised her chin with one hand, looked at this flawless face, looked at the clear and pure big eyes, looked at the crimson **** lips, and suddenly felt like this for a thousand years. Not at all awkward.

This kind of human dish is worth waiting for and waiting for life.

But unfortunately, Yang Ling had not had time to feel more, the woman was wrapped around him like an octopus, the soft lips were stuck in his mouth, a slight gasp, a pair of cold little hands began to tear him. clothes.

"Netherness, etc..."

"you dislike me?"

"No, not... this is a bright day..."

"No resistance..."

Yang Ling soon surrendered under the suppression of a beautiful and extreme goddess of ice and snow. The huge petals soon began to gather, and the two figures that hugged together disappeared into the center of the flowers.

"Nether, you said that this flower is useless?" The two figures bathed in the glow of the flower.

"Well, I have evolved into a chaotic spirit, and this primitive body has not been of much use."

"That's just, give this flower to me, I am useful!"

"What do you want to do?" The woman seemed a little vigilant. "If you dare to use it to be a fool in the bed, I will not spare you!"

"Hey, how come, I really have a very important use!"

"Well, give it to you, but I have to pay for it with me for two years!"

"Two years... okay!"

After a helpless sigh, it was a very long and refreshing sound of cool air.

Above the plain of the flowery bird language, a big flower began to shake gently again.

......

Yufu Cave Day.

Yang Ling has not remembered how long it has not come.

Even a group of women seems to have never been there.

The dense flowers and flowers are as long as wild grasses, and the colorful flowers are everywhere.

A few stone benches on the platform still have a stone table, and there are lotus flowers in the two water tanks. The water ripples inside, and there are several fish swimming in it.

Looking at this situation, it seems that it is not like no one to look after.

The space of Yufu Cave is not big, it is only about tens of kilometers.

But here it carries countless good memories.

The most central part of Yufu Dongtian~www.wuxiaspot.com~ on the stone platform of the gossip shape, a small tree with colored light still stands quietly, and there are still a few colorful branches between the slightly swaying branches and leaves. fruit.

Yang Ling was very emotional when he stood on the stone platform.

This tree of rules can help monks understand and master the ultimate rules, but now no one wants to waste time in this place, even if this rule is not picked.

After watching it for a long time, Yang Ling’s head glowed with a purple-gold ray, turned into a purple gold bell and covered the tree of rules. Then he only heard the sound of the cymbal sound, and the gossip stone began to collapse, and the stock was colored. The light continued to blast, and soon Shitai, together with the tree of rules, was taken into the sea by Yang Ling.

"Boom~"

The rule tree suddenly puts it to the size of nearly 100 kilometers, and the whole body emits hundreds of millions of colors to reflect the entire Shenhai.

A vast atmosphere of rules like a billion-ton bomb exploded in the sea of ​​Yangling, and the violent tides swept out. The entire dojo began to sway wildly, and cracks began to burst around.

"town~"

The statue of Yuanshen pointed his finger forward and saw that the eight scorpions around the dojo vacated the entire Shenhai space. The violent regular atmosphere released by the rule tree was directly blocked.

A dense chain of regular rules grows out of the ground, and the roots of the ruled tree, like vines, must be pulled down. )!!