Tianhai Xiantu

In the boundless dark world.

A golden shadow was madly traveling through the deep dark world.

"Is this seat really going to die here this time?"

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In the escape light, a young cultivator with a fierce face roared unwillingly.

As a young Yuanying Zhenjun who was once in the limelight in the Haoming Sea, he also had a good reputation and could be regarded as a rising star in the entire Haoming Sea.

But this sudden, cruel and mighty war involved him.

No matter how talented he was, he was only in the early stage of Yuanying cultivation after all. In this dark and dark world, he almost became the lowest existence.

"As long as I have enough time, I may be able to see the late Nascent Soul stage in the future."

The young monk in the golden robe with a fierce face had only infinite unwillingness on his face at this moment.

He kept recalling the past in his mind.

Although he was born in a small sect, he still relied on his absolute talent to successfully form a Nascent Soul at the age of 245. Such talent was enough to make him look down on the proud sons of the same generation.

At this moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the boundless dark world around, two black shadows rushed out at an accelerated speed, approaching the young monk in the golden robe.

"Hehe, you still want to escape? In front of our two brothers, you are just an early Nascent Soul cultivator, and you want to escape?"

I saw a short middle-aged man with a sinister face rushing out of the darkness with a ferocious look.

In addition, another tall middle-aged man had also appeared at the same time.

Seeing this situation, the young monk in the golden robe had a look of despair on his face.

He had used his life-saving trump card to barely escape the pursuit of the two, but he was also injured. Now facing the two Nascent Soul Demon Lords chasing him again, he almost completely lost hope of escaping.

Let alone, the tall Nascent Soul Demon Lord was a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. Even with the same strength, he had almost no power to fight back.

The surrounding boundless dark netherworld still suppressed the Nascent Soul True Lords.

The next moment, the young monk in the golden robe smiled bitterly, but his eyes looked in another direction.

That was the only light in the entire dark netherworld.

In that illusion-like scene.

A green wood cloud sea was located, and inside it there were three giant trees leaning against each other.

Outside the green cloud sea, two terrifying ghostly figures of more than a hundred feet in size were constantly launching attacks. In addition, there were long black rainbows running through the sky and earth, and ghost pupils were launching terrifying attacks at the same time.

The spiritual light of the green world was flowing, constantly repairing the collapsed areas on the periphery.

It seemed that the two sides were in a stalemate, but the spiritual light of the green wood world had dimmed a little compared to before. If it continued like this, the old ancestor Junmu would obviously not be able to hold on for much longer.

"Who else can escape from this netherworld alive?"

Seeing the scene in the distance, the young cultivator in the golden robe became even more desperate.

Even the great late Nascent Soul master Junmu, who once sat in the Haoming Sea, could not protect himself, let alone these people.

Under the great changes in the world, a group of Nascent Soul True Lords became independent beings. They not only needed to resist the erosion of the surrounding heaven and earth netherworld power, but also had to face the sneak attacks and sieges of other Nascent Soul Demon Lords.

"Let's do it, send him off as soon as possible. Although we can't get his soul, he still has some wealth," said a tall demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul casually.

"Alas, what a pity that the Nascent Soul is wasted like this."

The short and sinister demon cultivator shook his head, and then he stopped hesitating and directly sacrificed a magic treasure to launch a massive offensive.

The two Nascent Soul Demon Lords attacked with all their strength, and the young cultivator in the golden robe had almost no power to fight back.

Accompanied by a roar.

The golden round shield magic weapon sacrificed by the young man in the golden robe was shattered by the two magic rainbows, and turned into magic weapon fragments all over the sky and swallowed by the boundless darkness.

The young man in the golden robe was instantly in a desperate situation.

The two black magic rainbows continued to move forward and accelerated towards the young man in the golden robe.

At this time, the eyes of the severely injured man in the golden robe were even more desperate.

At this critical moment.

Whoosh!

A green disk magic weapon rushed out from the boundless darkness on the other side with a mysterious and magnificent power.

Boom! Boom!

The two black magic rainbows were directly blown away.

I saw a green figure slowly falling into the battlefield.

"Damn it, it's that Qingxuan Zhenjun"

The tall demon cultivator who originally had a cold face suddenly changed his face, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Although this dark and dark world has become a hunting ground for a group of Yuanying demon monarchs, there are still two terrifying existences that all demon cultivators dare not provoke.

The green figure is one of them.

Compared with it, his cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanying is not worth mentioning in front of the other party.

"Run away quickly"

The tall Yuanying demon monarch let out a terrified roar, and then his figure rushed away quickly.

The short demon cultivator on the other side tried his best to retreat.

But at this time, everything was too late.

"Water Soul Flowing Hua"

In the dark world, a series of blue flowing flowers instantly enveloped the two Yuanying demon monarchs.

"Jin Ming met Qingxuan Zhenjun, thank you for saving my life"

Looking at the battlefield where the two Nascent Soul Demon Lords perished, the eyes of the young man in gold robes showed a look of joy for the rest of his life. If the legendary True Lord Qingxuan hadn't arrived, he would have perished.

Looking at the young cyan figure that appeared, Jin Ming had a look of awe in his eyes.

Although he was proud of his talent and looked down upon the others, he was far from qualified compared to the one in front of him. This man looked like he was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but in fact, his combat power was already the top Nascent Soul Lord in this world.

Just when Jin Ming wanted to continue expressing his gratitude.

"Fellow Taoist is safe now, take care of yourself."

As a voice sounded, the cyan figure had once again merged into the boundless darkness around it.

Seeing this situation, Jin Ming froze in place, and the next moment his eyes showed a hint of complexity.

"It seems there is really no hope. Even this person is planning to escape alone."

He also thought about following this person and continuing the follow-up actions, but he didn't expect that this person would leave so simply.

"If you want to survive, you can only rely on God's will."

A sad smile appeared on Jin Ming's lips, and then he fled in one direction again.

In the boundless darkness.

Li Qing accelerated towards the location of the demon body.

Thinking of the attack just now, Li Qing couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Jin Ming's current situation is also the current situation of the other Nascent Soul Lords. Now those Nascent Soul Demon Lords have begun to hunt the remaining Nascent Soul Lords again.

It is foreseeable that as time goes by, more and more Nascent Soul Lords will fall into this world.

“I don’t know how many people will still be alive after this war is over.”

The horror and brutality of this war were already on another level.

Even existences such as Ancestor Junmu are beginning to encounter life and death crises, let alone other ordinary Nascent Soul Lords.

As for the original mighty army of monks, they were almost completely wiped out.

This is a big blow to the entire Haoming Sea Area cultivation world.

After a while.

In front of the boundless dark world, a figure appeared and waited quietly.

Li Qing then slowly fell down: "Release Heiming, let him follow me first."

"Okay." The demon body nodded, and then waved his hand.

call! call!

Waves of ghostly mist emerged from this dark world.

Heiming walked out of the ghost mist with awe and excitement in his eyes.

"Master, the hiding place of Kendama has now been turned into a special abyss of the netherworld. Under the power of the ghosts, the space in that area is chaotic, and it is impossible to directly find traces of Kendama, but I You can take the owner into it through the induction of the power of the heaven and ghost world."

At that moment, Hei Ming told what he had discovered.

"The strength of Kendama naturally cannot pose a threat to me, but you still need to be careful of the terrifying power of Tianyougui." The demon body then said solemnly.

"Um"

Li Qing nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "Kendama is growing too fast now, and its rise must be interrupted, or at least its promotion time must be delayed."

The current situation of Ancestor Junmu has proved that the means and strength of the Ghost King Sect's plan this time are not enough to quickly kill a powerful person in the late Nascent Soul, so the threat to him is still controllable.

As he spoke, Li Qing looked at Hei Ming.

At this time, Hei Ming not only looked excited, but also revealed a huge look of desire in his ghost eyes.

He naturally knew what Hei Ming was thinking at this time.

The power of Tianyougui brought down by Kendama using mysterious means is also a huge opportunity for Heiming.

"I know what you are thinking. This time I will use all my strength to deal with Kendama. As for whether you can steal the power of the Sky Ghost, it depends on you," Li Qing said calmly.

Heiming is originally the ghost king nurtured by the core inheritance of the Ghost King Sect. His heels are far superior to ordinary ghosts. The heavenly ghost clan is the direction of Heiming's evolution.

If he could obtain the original power of the Sky Ghost, Heiming could quickly change his own foundation and directly evolve towards the real Sky Ghost clan.

Hearing his words, Hei Ming couldn't help but look more excited, and then said quickly: "Master, don't worry, Hei Ming will not let you down."

"Heiming is recognized by the origin of the Heavenly Ghost Realm and can completely absorb the power of the Heavenly Ghost."

Li Qing nodded: "Let's go. Right now, Ancestor Junmu is restraining Kendama and most of the Ghost King Sect's energy. This is a good opportunity to take action."

"Yes, Master"

Then the two figures quickly rushed in one direction and quickly merged into the boundless darkness.

A corner of the sky above the boundless dark world.

A deeper dark area slowly circulated above the sky and the earth.

Upon closer inspection, a large area of ​​netherworld power gathered together inside, continuously pouring out from an unknown area, like a churning abyss.

“The master is here”

Two figures appeared below the Netherworld Abyss.

Li Qing stared at the sky.

That space of heaven and earth seemed very psychedelic and chaotic, and the power of the netherworld emerging from within seemed to cut that piece of heaven and earth into fragmented areas.

The kendama's hiding place is inside it.

The next moment, above Heiming's head, two small horns suddenly burst out with a huge aura, and at the same time, a black mark in the shape of a sharp claw appeared.

"Master, please come with me."

Under the leadership of Hei Ming, the two figures quickly rushed towards the interior of the Netherworld Abyss.

Inside the Netherworld Abyss.

Two figures walked through the black ocean, and each area seemed to be an independent space.

Li Qing looked at the surrounding situation with a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

The interior of the Netherworld Abyss was more chaotic than he expected. He seemed to be blinded from the inside. He was unable to sense all the auras around him and could not even judge the direction of travel. The surrounding space was changing at any moment.

Fortunately, Hei Ming could directly sense the space channel opened by the Heavenly Ghost Realm, so they could head directly in the right direction.

In a special black space.

The boundless black hole is suspended above the sky and the earth.

The mighty black torrent is still pouring out.

At this time, a special ghost-eyed jade talisman was suspended in the endless black torrent.

Under the control of the Ghost Eye Jade Talisman, the endless power of the netherworld turned into condensed black rainbows and poured into another area.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a small cyan wood world struggling to support it in that area.

The other side.

A figure wearing a blood-colored robe sits cross-legged in the air, holding magic spells in his hands.

Above its head, a slender black flying sword released a terrifying sword intent that would destroy everything.

In the vast and endless torrent of Netherworld power, black streams of light continue to fall, like black black snakes walking through the torrent of Netherworld power. The black streamers are not only full of spirituality, but also emit a higher level of Netherworld aura. , as if he does not belong to this world.

at the same time.

Inside the black flying sword, special ancient rune chains are continuously released and rush into the torrent of netherworld power, swallowing and absorbing those streams of light.

"If it weren't for the limitations of heaven and earth, the powerful Heavenly Ghost Ghost would have already sent down more power of the netherworld to help me successfully refine the spirit-killing sword. Now, restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, I can only use this method to forcibly disperse the power. Come on."

Kendama stared at the sky quietly.

Everything seemed very simple and smooth at the moment, but in fact, a huge price was spent behind it. Just to find the ghost, a huge amount of energy was expended. In the end, it was only through the hands of his master that everything in front of him was successfully promoted.

"It's quite worth it. As long as I cultivate the Spirit-killing Sword perfectly and use the soul of Ancestor Junmu as a sacrifice, it will be born out of nowhere and become an important foundation for my promotion."

At this moment, I saw that after the black flying sword continuously devoured the power of the Netherworld, the blood-colored broken lines imprinted on it began to gradually improve. What was strange was that the subsequent repaired broken lines were dark and deep.

The Blood Demon and Heaven-Destroying Sword Art is divided into two parts, the Blood Evil and Heaven-Destroying Sword Art and the Netherworld and Heaven-Destroying Sword Art.

Now that Kendama has completely perfected the Blood Fiend Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, there is only one step left for the last Netherworld-Slaying Heaven Sword Art. With the power of this Netherworld source, he can quickly complete the practice of the Netherworld-Slaying Heaven Sword Art.

At this moment.

Kendama suddenly looked stunned, and then instantly looked in another direction.

Two figures were seen rushing out of the ocean constructed by the power of the netherworld.