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Chapter 2299 The king of the night, the king of the world, the king of the night!

Dead silence!

Unprecedented silence!

Outside the forbidden area of ​​purgatory.

All the creatures of the E tribe who came to watch had frozen expressions!

Although Wu Luo is not such a peerless evildoer as Xue Bo, Xing Ming, and Xie Ying.

But he is also a Quasi Emperor with extraordinary strength.

He was nailed to the mountain by this white-haired man.

How powerful is it to crush a Quasi Emperor with one move?

And most importantly, they saw it.

When the white-haired man made a move, the monstrous chaotic energy filled the air, crushing the void, causing all directions in the world to tremble, and the stars all over the sky were about to fall!

"Chaos Qi, could it be..."

Some Ezu cultivators, their teeth trembling as if they thought of something.

Is this white-haired man with the legendary physique?

However, it is not yet left for everyone to guess.

On the mountain in the distance.

Wu Luo struggled, trying to pull out the pitch-black spear from his chest.

But I found that I couldn't pull it out at all, as if there was some kind of rule restriction.

He couldn't help roaring: "You are crazy, if you really dare to kill me, aren't you afraid to stir up conflicts between clans!?"

He was just questioning and probing.

He actually suffered this calamity.

What shocked him the most was.

Anyway, he is also a Quasi Emperor, not an ant.

But in front of this white-haired man, he has no resistance at all, no different from an ant.

How strong is his strength?

However, in the face of Wu Luo's roar.

The white-haired man just said something lightly.

"Ezu, just have me."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired man raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Instantly!

There is a pitch-black flame, burning from the spear.

The pitch-black flame is very strange, it is not hot, but very cold!

Wu Luo felt it, his own body, and even his primordial spirit, seemed to be frozen by the black flame and turned into powder!

"This... this flame is..."

Wu Luo was taken aback for a moment, then struggled violently and roared angrily, "Stop!"

No one responded.

"Luo Jia, save me!"

Wu Luo looked at Luo Jia and asked for help.

However, at this moment, Luo Jia's beautiful face was also extremely pale, and the blood color faded.

Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the man wearing a white bone mask with fluttering white hair.

Although it didn't exude any aura deliberately, it seemed to have a terrifying coercion that shocked people's hearts.

This made Luo Jia's delicate body unable to move, and he didn't even have the courage to rescue Wu Luo!

But in this case.

The pitch-black flame engulfed Wu Luo.

His body, including his soul, were directly frozen by the black flames, like ice cubes, and finally turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.

A Quasi Emperor who had been robbed, died here!

Seeing this, the white-haired man raised his hand and grabbed it!

The pitch-black long spear suddenly shook, hung upside down in the sky, and escaped into the hands of the white-haired man.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

Killing a Quasi Emperor is like crushing an ant.

"That flame, could it be, the flame of the god of the underworld..." Saintess Xiye's pupils were also a little absent-minded.

The flame of the underworld god, only that kind of physique can have it.

But when the white-haired man made his moves earlier, he was accompanied by the energy of chaos.

So what is he...

At this moment, let alone people from other clans.

Even the clansmen of the Yezhimai couldn't figure it out.

When did their lineage have such a monster?

"Could it be the illegitimate son of Emperor Yongyeer Xuezang?" Some people couldn't help but wonder.

Otherwise, how to explain the heaven-defying strength of the white-haired man?

The white-haired man's eyes fell on Luo Jia.

"Do you need a reason too?"

When Luo Jia heard the words, there was a plop, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"No...no, no need..."

The white-haired man nodded slightly.

At this moment, Saintess Xiye stepped forward with trepidation in her heart, and bowed slightly to the white-haired man.

"I don't know the name of the adult yet?"

As soon as the words came out, all the cultivators of the Ezu tribe present raised their ears to listen.

Because they know that in the future, this name will definitely resound throughout the E tribe, no man's land, the Three Emperors' Fortress, and even the entire sea of ​​realms!

"I?"

The white-haired man paused before speaking.

"Night King's Landing!"

When the three characters fall, the universe shakes!

Everyone's pupils trembled.

King of the night, king of the world, what a domineering title is this?

However, judging by Ye Junlin's performance, it seems that it does fit this kind of arrogance.

"Lord King's Landing..."

There was also a flash of splendor in the eyes of Saintess Xiye.

Jiehai respects the strong and believes in the law of The Weak are Prey to the Strong.

And the black disaster group in no man's land has brought this law to the extreme.

As long as you are strong enough, you will be admired by others and stand at the pinnacle of all spirits.

And Ye Junlin is undoubtedly such an existence.

His appearance will also inject new vitality into the declining Ye Yimai.

"You are..."

Ye Junlin looked at Saintess Xiye.

The Saintess Xiye hurriedly said: "My family is the Saintess of the Bloodline of the Night, Xiye."

"En." Ye Junlin nodded slightly, and then said.

"Lead the way."

"My lord, where are you going?" Saintess Xiye was slightly taken aback.

Under Ye Junlin's bone mask, came a faint voice.

"battlefield."

Saintess Xiye's expression froze.

Ye Junlin had just come out of Purgatory, and he didn't stop at all. Was he about to go to the battlefield on the other side of the Three Emperors' Barrier?

However, Saintess Xiye didn't say much, just nodded and left with Ye Junlin.

And the rest of the people present felt a cold sweat behind their backs.

As for Naraka, he even collapsed on the ground, his legs were weak and it was difficult to stand up.

"horrible……"

Luo Jia's lips were completely bloodless.

Chaos gas, and that black flame.

How does he exist?

"Xing Ming Dage, will he be his opponent?"

Luo Jia's eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul.

...

Between the no-man's land and the boundary sea, there is a barrier of the Three Emperors.

And in the front line of the Three Emperors' Fortress and the no-man's land, there are four large areas.

It is also the area where the Three Emperors' Barrier Township Army and the Black Scourge race fought most frequently.

Known as the Four Great Battlefields.

The four major battlefields are the places where the two camps fight most concentratedly.

Different battlefields have different levels of strength.

Some cultivators whose Realm is not strong enough enter the battlefield of a higher level, but they are just dying.

And at this moment, in the Youxin battlefield, one of the four major battlefields.

Youxin Battlefield, located in the Baiwu District, is the front line of the battle between the Three Emperors' Barrier Township Army and the Black Scourge, and there are always frictions.

Especially after the changes of the Black Calamity group became more frequent, fighting broke out all the time on the Youxin battlefield.

And some of the arrogance and evildoers of the various forces in the world who came to the Three Emperors' Barrier to experience will also choose the Youxin Battlefield as their trial ground.

In a certain area of ​​Youxin Battlefield.

There are several light rainbows across the void.

That is the pride of the world.

There are about a dozen people, all of whom are tall and powerful, with extraordinary auras.

Among them was a young man in a snow-white monk's robe, with a Buddhist ring covering the back of his head.

His name is Xuantuo, and he comes from Daqian Temple, one of the three religions.

It is the forbidden-level Tianjiao of Daqian Temple, and its reputation is not much worse than the current commander of Daqian Temple, Fanqing Deng.

At this moment, another man in a feather robe smiled slightly.

"We have killed two existences on the black disaster reward list. Although the ranking is not high, we can still obtain a lot of military exploits."

This man in feather clothes is also a ban-breaking genius who comes from an Immortal faction.

"That's right, with Master Xuantuo and Master Li Yuan, two forbidden-level arrogances, isn't such a task easy?"

The rest of the Tianjiao also smiled slightly, looking calm.

Although they are not the top talents of the ban-breaking class, they are only one line away from the ban-breaking class.

It can be said that this is an extremely powerful team, even if they encounter Quasi Emperor level figures, they can retreat calmly.

But at this moment.

Da da da……

Suddenly footsteps sounded.

Master Xuantuo and Master Li Yuan looked into the distance, and their brows frowned slightly.

(end of this chapter)