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Chapter 309 Deep in the Netherworld, Bronze Gate Courtyard, now!

The sword light came out.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to be imprisoned.

The whole space is like a cut cake, divided into two halves from the middle.

With one sword strike, the world of thousands of miles changed from one to two.

Divide the world with one sword!

This sword has exceeded the limit that this world can bear!

Above the sky, a golden curtain of light unfolded.

An endless huge blood-red grinding disc emerged.

In the land of the dark abyss, the Gate of Heaven's Punishment, which has never appeared before, appeared on the sky.

That was the gaze of the Ancient God Realm on this other world.

"You are already so strong..."

On the opposite side, there was a chill in the eyes of Immortal King Ling, and he whispered, his body transformed into a golden battle armor, and his body turned into a golden body of a mighty warrior.

"When this king fell from the Rain-covered Immortal Realm, it has been millions of years, and he has never really made a move."

In the imaginary golden body of the Immortal King Ling, a dark golden spear flickered with flames.

"In this world, there are very few existences worthy of my king's shot."

"Today, you count as one!"

"Reincarnation, Broken Flame—"

The flame on the tip of the dark golden spear turned into darkness, and a wheel-shaped flame flew out, blocking Xu Cheng's sword edge.

The flames and the sword light clashed, and darkness and light entwined.

"boom--"

The sword light shattered and the flame disappeared.

Xu Cheng stood with his sword in his hand, his body full of fighting spirit.

What about the fairy king?

Today, even the Immortal King, can't he only block his own sword?

Immortal King Ling narrowed his eyes, looking at Xu Cheng in the sky solemnly.

He has some regrets.

At that time, on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness, it would have been great if he had directly shot and killed this son.

He looked up at the bloody millstone in the sky, and his heart was full of hatred.

With the millstone in place, it was difficult for him to even make a full-strength shot.

"kill--"

Xu Cheng raised his long sword again.

"Since one sword is not enough,

Then strike again! "

The sword light flashed, different from before, silently, lightly pierced through the void, and landed on the chest of the golden body behind Immortal King Ling.

"Boom—"

The golden body was pierced instantly.

This sword!

Immortal King Ling widened his eyes.

This sword has the shadow of time!

This is the way for the real emperor, who has surpassed the realm of heaven and became a fairy, to get in touch.

Immortal King Ling looked at Xu Cheng, with murderous intent appearing on his body, turning into a dark red blood dragon.

Back then, Xu Cheng only had the power of a great emperor with the help of the power of the ancient gods.

Today, he no longer needs any power.

"Fairy, lock—"

Immortal King Ling formed a seal with his hands and gave a low shout.

In an instant, the space with a radius of ten thousand li was shrouded in golden yellow.

In this world, all the spirit energy seems to be refined, only obeying the mobilization of the Immortal King.

Strands of spiritual energy turned into ropes, wrapping around Xu Cheng's body.

"If you don't really control the world, you will never understand what a fairy is!" Lingxian King sneered, raised his hand, and patted Xu Cheng's head.

"boom--"

Xu Cheng, whose body was entangled, could only watch helplessly as the big hand fell from the sky.

"fall--"

At the moment when the big hand was about to press on Xu Cheng's head, a faint voice sounded.

The voice was soft and somewhat casual.

But to Immortal King Ling, it looks like Huang Zhong Dalu!

This voice is behind him!

When was his back attacked?

When he turned his head, what he saw was a golden finger pointing down in nothingness.

"boom--"

The body of Immortal King Ling exploded, and then pieces of spiritual materials emitting fairy light piled up like a mountain.

"Hehe, spirit fairy puppet, this is the strongest puppet ever refined by my Qiyun Taoist Palace..."

An illusory and invisible figure stepped out of the void.

Above the figure's head, there is a golden sun floating.

Then, the phantom manifested into a figure.

Who else is it not Xu Cheng?

This is the Yang God that manifested when Xu Cheng's soul-suppressing kung fu practiced to the extreme.

This Yang God, unless the power of the soul surpasses him by ten times, is unknowable and invisible.

The Fairy King is very strong, but his soul is very weak.

It's not really weak, but the master of this spirit, the spirit placed on him is very weak.

Xu Cheng raised his hand to collect the pile of top-quality fairy materials, and then Yangshen returned.

He looked up at the endless darkness, and chuckled playfully.

"I don't know, I took this puppet, who would be furious?"

In his palm, a purple Bana flower swayed.

If Princess Yuyan hadn't told Xu Cheng the secrets of the ancient spirit realm, he wouldn't have known that the spirit king was just a puppet incarnation.

puppet.

That belongs to the category of refining equipment.

With the magical power of refining weapons, he can kill the Immortal King with one blow.

Looking at the depths of the emptiness, he seemed to hear an angry roar.

In the nether world, there is an extremely powerful existence.

That existence was an existence that even the ancient gods were afraid of, and had to be sealed off with the Gate of Heaven's Punishment.

But so what?

Xu Jiancheng raised his hand in the void.

"kill!"

Behind him, the black armor is like an ant, covering all the space.

All the most powerful fairy kings died in Xu Cheng's hands, what power can stop Hei Jia?

The fall of the Lingxian King directly caused the Nether army to lose its last morale.

...

Based on the side of the dark abyss, the army rampaged, and every time it could sweep across hundreds of thousands of miles, beheading and killing the ghost army.

Xu Cheng led the 80 million Black Armored Army to firmly occupy the Nether Abyss, directly tearing away the mystery of the Nether.

It turns out that the incomparably powerful and invincible Nether World in the legend is nothing more than this!

Except for the pervasive death energy, Netherworld is no different from the practice world.

All he needs to do is swallow a pill that can suppress death energy, even ordinary warriors in the innate realm can go to the netherworld.

The nether world is not only full of death, but many resources in it are not available in the practice world.

All kinds of treasures brought back to the practice world are priceless.

ten years.

In ten years, the entire practice has been almost poured out, crossing the dark abyss, and conquering the netherworld.

Heijia's big camp standing on the side of the dark abyss has become the rear area for practitioners to repair.

Those who have enough resources can exchange for a life and death pill, and then swaggeringly lead a group of masters to attack the Netherworld and expand the territory.

Anyway, after death, he can be reborn in the camp on the side of the dark abyss.

"boom--"

One by one chaotic behemoths shattered the Nether Battle Formation in front of them.

At the end of the void, a huge dark gate rises.

Xu Cheng's eyes shone brightly.

Finally saw this gate again!

Behind the gate, a huge coffin stood there quietly.

Black armor troops lined up behind Xu Cheng.

Raising his hand, a bronze key floated from Xu Cheng's palm.

The key rose slowly, and on it, a series of rays of light flashed.

Everyone looked at the key, which fell in the middle of the huge bronze door.

"Om—"

It was as if there was a bang from the giant gate that had never been opened in the ancient times.

In the middle of the gate, a gap slowly opened.

There is a dim light shining through the courtyard.

At this moment, not only Xu Cheng, who was standing in front of the gate, put his whole body and mind into the gate, the sky, and countless spiritual consciousness intertwined, also landed on the gate.

Further up, above the nine heavens, at the Gate of God's Punishment, phantoms emerged one after another.

That is a cultivator from the ancient God Realm who manifested a scorching sun above his head!