As soon as the thunderous roar began, a golden light had exploded, and the area that affected exceeded 100 meters. In the center of the golden light, there was a wild figure and a petite woman.

"Don't say that I don't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade. If you want to blame me, blame yourself for being a person from the underworld." There was endless madness on the faces of passers-by, and there was even a little cruelty. The wide sword shadow in my hand had already penetrated into the body of the underworld. At this time, my palms seemed to be pressed against the underworld's lower abdomen. At the edge of my palms, there were long golden lines like cracks, spreading around.

The Nether Woman wanted to retreat, but when he moved a little, he would pull the stinging pain all over his body. If the one who relied most in the battle in the past was to differentiate the fatal point into the black and white wings, and these black and white wings were like part of the main body of the underworld. As long as the underworld is immortal, the battle body will be there!

But now, the Nether Girl felt the most positive smell of death. This sword shadow passing through the body seemed to have cut off the black and white wings from her body. The fatal point is in the black and white wings, but if she loses the connection with the black and white wings, will she die?

The Nether Girl has never thought about this problem before!

"I can't kill the entire underworld, but there is still a way to temporarily cut off your connection with this world, just like now." Passers-by quickly gave an answer that made the Nether woman completely disappointed. The next second, the Nether woman felt countless surging golden lights burst out from her body, and her power seemed to be constantly leaving her body with the burst of golden light!

The underworld girl was finally frightened because these golden lights burst out from the inside of her body!

"Hehe, when you die, you will turn into a skeleton like an ordinary person. The red and pink skeleton should be the beauty like you." Just as fear burst out from the eyes of the Nether Girl, the passerby opened his eyes and his body suddenly retreated. A golden color violently pulled out of the Nether Girl's body as the passerby retreated.

The girl from the Nether watched the wide sword shadow pull away from her body. As the sword light left, the strength in her body also disappeared, including the strength to support a normal person to stand!

Looking at the girl who slowly fell down in front of her, the passerby could no longer suppress the blood in her throat and suddenly spurted out. A little blood appeared on the golden wide sword shadow, but the passerby's face became more resolute.

"Lord, one!"

At this chaotic entrance to the underworld, passers-by slaughtered a realm master! And the origin of power is in the underworld. The most special realm master!

"Hiss..." The tyrant had been storming the killer who rushed in nearby, feeling that the signs of the life of the Nether Girl were really decreasing, and in the end, he could not find a trace of life fluctuation! Finally, he took a breath of air, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart that he could not even notice.

The Nether Woman died in battle!? Even if he saw it with his own eyes, the tyrant could not believe it, because it has been circulating in the underworld that as long as the Nether Woman is present, the Nether Woman will not die!

After killing the Nether Girl, passers-by dared to spit out blood from their throats to relieve the pressure on their bodies. Because this is the Underworld, there are countless powerful warriors, and the pair of black and white wings did not disappear with the Nether Girl's death.

The pair of unparalleled black and white wings spread out and scattered in the void.

After the tyrant was shocked, he also saw the immortal black and white wings. Greed suddenly rose in his heart, turning into a ray of light and shooting into the air, appearing near the black and white wings as soon as possible.

Seeing the wings that are close at hand, the tyrant's face appeared joyful. Even if he could not merge the wings in a melee state, he would have to take them first. In the future, there would always be a chance to merge the original power of the underworld that all world masters must covet.

But the arm was just stretched out, and before he could touch the black and white wings, the tyrant had already screamed in shock and anger: "Ah!"

"Boom!" Two sword tips pierced the tyrant's forearm straight through, and pierced through the tyrant's arms as soon as possible, strung up the tyrant's arms! Without waiting for the blood mist to rise, they had been condensed by the violent force coming from the sword body, turning into frivolous particles.

In a hurry, the tyrant didn't even have time to see who was attacking him. He forced his arms out and his body retreated thousands of meters! During this process, the tyrant's mind was roaring wildly: "My battle body is ranked third in the underworld. What sword can pierce so easily?!"

A figure emerged from the edges of the black and white wings, and it was the Lord of the Holy Mountain, Tsingying! The strongest thief in the world!

Seeing the appearance of the sage shadow, passers-by showed rare restraint. No matter how unruly this North American ranger is, the one in front of him is still his own.

"Father." The passerby stood in place with a sword.

"Yes." Tsuying held two ancient divine weapons in her hand, looking at the pale passerby, "Are you injured?"

Passers-by were speechless because in such a battle between two big worlds, no one could guarantee whether they could survive the next second. No matter how seriously the injury was, they would be at least the one who was alive.

"I think I'm talking nonsense?" Tsaiying said self-deprecatingly: "But my son doesn't understand the Holy Mountain at all. Is it a failure for a father like me?"

Passers-by were stunned.

"Do you still want to fight?" The sting shadow locked in his son, "The Austrian Venerable forced me to vomit blood countless times, but in the end, I forcibly swallowed the immortal war soul in my body and repaired my body."

Passers-by were shocked and then they realized why Venerable Aurora was a little furious when he came back, "Devouring the war soul in his body? Will it backfire on his body?!"

The thorn shadow locks on the tyrant who is constantly gathering strength in the distance. "If a man wants to be cruel, he must first know how to attack his own body."

The shrine shot out with two ancient magic weapons, "Remember, no matter how powerful the war soul in the body is, don't forget that the body belongs to you. As long as you want, you can regain control!"

"Even if it devours the battle soul and backfires the body!"

The self-deprecating voice of the sage shadow came back from a distance: "The holy mountain has been destroyed. The so-called mission of protecting the war soul, let's give up at this moment... If you want, you will have the strongest combat power of the entire holy mountain in history."

Passers-by know what this "the strongest combat power of the Holy Mountain" refers to! Because there are nearly a hundred battle souls in their body! Once the ** that devours the battle soul and takes action, it is impossible to stop! The power backwards are enough to tear down any battle body. Only by constantly devouring the battle soul can the body be maintained until the last battle soul is used up...

"Hehe, it turns out that you are just a paper tiger, you just look like a fool." The tyrant Senran smiled, then slapped the thorn shadow with his palm!

Passers-by were shocked!

The thorn stopped his body in the distance and said coldly: "If I hadn't devoured the Immortal War Soul, would you still have the confidence to stand in front of me? Humph!"

"Where do you have so many ifs?" Tyrant Sen suddenly approached, "If it hadn't for devouring the war soul, you would have probably not been able to return here. You would have been killed by the pervert who practiced spiritual power."

Two ancient divine weapons suddenly burst out with two forces that made the tyrant tremble. They wanted to leave as soon as possible and found that the space they were in had become a solidified state! The tyrant shot towards the other end in horror, and it was still a solidified space wall.

There is no way out!

"Hehe." Tsaiying grinned and stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. "What a pity, if my son is not here, I want you to be buried in the underworld."

The words of the sage made the tyrant frightened, "But it's not too much to have you, the third-ranked master of the underworld, accompany me to die."

"What do you want to do?!" The tyrant tried his best to feel it, but he did not smell a trace of danger, except for the imprisoned space that cannot be broken through!

"Can't you see?" The shrine opened his arms and two ancient divine weapons scattered in the void. The burst of power became stronger and stronger, and then ejected onto the space wall and bounced back, turning into pieces of annihilated aura.

As the annihilation aura became thicker, the tyrant finally felt a suffocating smell! The tyrant from the underworld looked frightened and shouted: "Take the void and you will die!"

"Just as you said, I swallowed the war soul and insisted on coming back, just to bring Chen Nianzu to bury him. So what's wrong with me doing this now?" A cold light flashed in Tsingying's eyes, "What you shouldn't have been to have murderous intent on my son."

"Hahaha, what a false father who is kind and righteous." The tyrant's eyes were like lightning, sweeping around quickly, as if he wanted to delay time and find a breakthrough point.

"It's useless, it's completely frozen here." A cruel smell appeared from the corner of the Thorn Shadow's mouth, "Even I can't get out."

After searching for a few seconds, the tyrant finally became desperate. As Tsting Shadow said, this was an absolutely confined space! The ancient divine weapon stimulated the power in the sword body. During the process of demise, the wall of the space also thickened inch by inch!

"You must have a way to stop, right?" The tyrant's eyes widened: "As long as you withdraw this space, I promise to give you a living son! You know my identity, and you still have the ability to protect someone!"

The shrine smiled and said, "My son has grown up. He needs to try his own efforts whether it is a blessing or a disaster. I have said everything I want to explain, so..."

"You should just die with me with peace of mind!"

The two ancient divine weapons in the hand of Tsushiying finally turned into nothingness, and particles filled with fierce murderous intent stuck to the wall of the space, making this confined space strange!

During the melee, everyone saw this strange space hanging high in the void, and raging sword light began to appear inside. The huge force generated by the sword light shot to the wall made everyone on the ground frightened!

The tyrant opened his mouth and roared, but no one could hear his voice, as if the place where he was was a space that was isolated from everything.

The first thing the Lord of the Holy Mountain returns is to imprison the tyrant who is ranked third in the combat power of the underworld and carry out the most ruthless bombardment!

"Boom..." The shock brought by this huge force could be felt in the entire underworld. The raging sword light hit every part of the space, first erasing the thorny body, and then tearing the tyrant apart!

A piece of bright red blood just appeared in everyone's eyes, and another piece of purple demon blood covered it...

Finally, this terrifying space created by two ancient divine weapons slowly retreated, left the underworld, shot into the distant sky and disappeared.

Passers-by were standing there all the time, a battle soul rose from the soles of the feet. While repairing the battle body, a pattern that was very similar to the warrior's mark appeared on his forehead. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!