In just the blink of an eye, thousands of human races were buried in the sea of blood and buried in this sea of blood, and the rest of the human race also cried helplessly in the sea of blood.

"Do you think my old man is going to perish in this battlefield after all?" said the ragged old man in despair.

"I knew I would die here today, I should have eaten more when I went out in the morning, and be a full ghost......" The mellow fat man struggled with a sad face.

"My father said, it is a supreme honor to die on the battlefield, and there is no shame!" said the bald bare-chested man through gritted teeth.

......

Watching the endless sea of blood surging in the human race, even the slogan trio was not spared, and the breath became weaker and weaker, and it was worthy of death.

Tang Ming couldn't help but have endless karmic fire in his heart, although this slogan trio brought away the painting style every time, but Tang Ming still liked this kind of existence very much.

It is precisely with optimistic people like them on the battlefield that this dangerous and hopeless war can persist until now, otherwise the remaining 200,000 or so people of the human race may have fled long ago, and those who surrendered surrendered.

As Tang Ming's mood changed, Tang Ming's whole person was filled with endless anger, and the Ghost Gun also emitted more black smoke at this time, nourishing Tang Ming's soul.

As more black smoke entered the Soul Ding, Tang Ming's "wheel"-shaped imprint also became more and more holy, gradually becoming slightly transparent from the original fluorescent white.

"Nether, you must die!"

Tang Ming squeezed out these words with monstrous hatred from his teeth word by word.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the "wheel"-shaped mark on Tang Ming's dark soul tripod flew out directly, and the holy breath sprinkled on Tang Ming's body, two different and completely opposite breaths were mixed together, and they actually did not cancel each other, and Tang Ming's breath also gradually climbed in this process, and actually went to a higher realm than the peak of the Nine Heavens of Huading.

"What!" The Netherworld King Youhuikong's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he muttered, "This ...... This is the breath of half-step immortality? Obviously it is a cursed nether, how can there be a half-step immortality?"

"Kill!" Tang Ming roared.

Immediately, Tang Ming's black wheel-shaped method seal was intertwined, combined with the black disgust of the ghost spear, carrying the supreme Dao Yun, and went straight towards the slaughtering spirit banner in Youhui's empty hand.

"Poof!"

With a piercing cracking sound, the sea of blood gushing out of the Spirit Slaughter Banner was instantly cut off by this round magic seal, and the Spirit Slaughter Banner no longer emitted a terrifying aura, and went straight back to Youhuikong's hand.

"Is it possible...... Are you really the one who the Lord said to be a prophecy?" Yu Huikong said.

"Whether it's or not, you have to die today!" Tang Ming said hatefully, the aura on his body had climbed to a level comparable to Youhuikong.

"Broken Sun Nine Styles!" Tang Ming roared.

"Oh, that's true, it's just a dying person, it doesn't matter if it's the prophesied person or not! ”

Yu Huikong sneered.

"Then you can try it, can I help you in the current realm!" Tang Ming said, stretching out his five fingers with his hands towards the sky, and an endless amount of dead qi began to gather.

Plague, death, resentment...... All the negative aura in the world, the condensed karmic dead qi condensed in Tang Ming's hands, and the thick dark aura came to his face, and it actually condensed into substance, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it grew into a dark red spear full of anger in Tang Ming's hands, carrying the flames bred by the endless negative aura of the five powers.

"The second form of the Broken Yang Nine Styles - Poisonous Miasma Karmic Fire!"

With Tang Ming's roar, the Shura Dharma Body appeared instantly, holding a huge spear body composed of overwhelming miasma, and struck towards the Gloom Horizontal Sky, Rao was famous for his dark negativity, and the Netherworld's Gloom Wisdom Sky couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy, and hurriedly waved the Spirit Slaughter Banner to resist.

"Buzz!"

The ubiquitous poisonous miasma began to spread among the Netherworlds, and a ghost-like aura spread to every Netherworld who was contaminated with the poisonous miasma, and it continued to spread.

The black spear body condensed by the poisonous miasma also pierced straight into the body of the dark sky.

Yu Hengkong's face instantly turned a miserable green, and then to dark green, and endless souls began to roar and fight all over his body, and Yu Hengkong's body began to drip dark black blood, as if he had just crawled out of the ink pool, the whole person was corroded and lost its shape, and the ** on his body began to be disintegrated.

"Uh...... How could it be...... How can the Nether have such power?" the Nether reluctantly squeezed the last few whines out of his throat.

Immediately, this ubiquitous poisonous miasma completely disintegrated the head of the dark sky, and the ancient soul tripod was also exposed.

"This ......" Tang Ming's eyes began to shake a little, and then he shook it in the air, took the soul tripod of the dark sky, probed into his mind and began to search for the soul, he wanted to know why the soul tripod of the dark sky did not have any runes, and only a fan-like mark was engraved on the front of the soul tripod.

After three breaths, Tang Ming opened his eyes again, and only then did he understand the reason......

It turns out that after the peak of the Nine Heavens in the Peak of the Transformation Period, if you are promoted again, you will enter the half-step immortality, and at this time, everyone's soul tripod imprint will begin to be introverted, and then according to the different paths they take, the soul tripod will emerge with a Dao Yun mark of the origin of soul life.

When this Origin Mark is completely transparent, then it will reach the Pseudo-Immortal Realm, and it will not become a true Immortal Heavenly Monarch until it successfully survives the Heavenly Tribulation and crosses the Pseudo-Immortal Realm.

And the king of the netherworld is a strategist, so his cultivation is not high, this time the young master of the netherworld asked him to bring the imitation of the slaughter spirit banner to the void world, on the one hand, in order to occupy the passage of the golden palace, so that it is convenient to sacrifice the entire heavenly sorrow in the event of a full-scale attack in the future.

On the other hand, it was because the young master of the Netherworld saw some vague shadow fragments of the future through the treasure of the Netherworld, that is, the fragment in the memory of the Netherworld General in the rift space.

There is a half-step immortal in the Terrans, who can lead the Terrans back to glory,

Youhuikong needs to recruit this person to the Netherworld.

If Zhao'an fails, he needs to be killed before he grows up, so as not to become the enemy of the Netherworld in the future.

Seeing this, Tang Ming's eyes couldn't help but become cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Actually trying to sacrifice the entire Heavenly Sorrow, the sin is unforgivable!"

After saying that, Tang Ming's spiritual power gushed out from his fingers, pinching and bursting the soul tripod of Youhuikong.

"Boom!"

The half-step immortal Youhuikong died under Tang Ming's hands, and the surrounding battlefield instantly quieted down, neither the human race nor the Netherworld Clan expected that one of the four great realm kings of the dignified Netherworld Clan would be pinched and exploded by Tang Ming with his bare hands.

"The white-haired Demon Emperor is really extraordinary, powerful as the sky, and the white-haired Demon Emperor has been slashed like this......" A weak voice came from the corner of the battlefield.

Tang Ming turned his head when he heard the sound and couldn't help but laugh instantly, sure enough, it was the fat man who was one of the slogan trio, although the fat man was weak at this time, it seemed that he would definitely not die for a while.

"Ahem...... My old man can actually survive this catastrophe, I calculated for myself before the war, if I don't die on this battlefield, the old man can live for more than 2,000 years. An old man in ragged clothes bent over and said.

"I'm hungry, after winning the battle this time, I want to go back and eat the mountain tiger marinade made by my mother, I really miss it. A naked man with no hair said humbly.

......

Listening to the different sighs of the soldiers around him, Tang Ming couldn't help but smile, then glanced around, and then shouted: "Hot-blooded men, come with me, we will crush this group of aliens who invade Tianbei!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor is invincible!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor, bear the brunt!"

"Kill!"

......

The monstrous shouts of the Terran warriors made this battlefield, which was still lifeless just now, instantly lively again.

The Netherworld generals were all slaughtered by Tang Ming alone, and the kings of the Netherworld were also pinched and exploded by Tang Ming with one hand, and the balance of this battle began to tilt from the Netherworld to the Terran.

Countless warrior shouters slashed the Netherworld's opponents whose morale had plummeted, and their blood was thrown and they were happy!

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times!

However, with the kung fu of a stick of incense, under the joint efforts of the five major forces and Tang Ming, there are many demon clans led by the Demon Emperor who are in the entire Tianbei, and the Netherworld is about to be slaughtered.

The Terrans of Heavenly Sorrow won the final crushing victory.

Knowing that the war was over, and he didn't see the demon rat clan, the thunder bat clan and the frost wolf clan who defected, Tang Ming frowned slightly, and always felt that it was a hidden danger in the future.

"Win!"

When the last Netherworld was killed, an earth-shattering roar rang out on the battlefield, and countless Terran warriors burst into tears.

"This is not only the victory of our human race, but also the end of the whole catastrophe!" the fat man cheered.

"It's all thanks to the white-haired Demon Emperor, he saved me from the rest

It's not a void battlefield, it's all the creatures in this nether realm!" the old man, whose clothes were shabby, was filled with tears.

"White-haired Demon Emperor, save Heavenly Sorrow!"

All the warriors of the entire Void Battlefield shouted from the bottom of their hearts, listening to the joyful celebration of the soldiers, Tang Ming was rarely happy in his heart.

That night, when the night faded, everyone finally cleaned up the battlefield, and then said goodbye, some people returned to their own sects, and some people started their own idle clouds and wild cranes again, but some people could never go back.

Tang Ming saw that the battlefield had been cleaned up, so he instructed Ji Ruyan a few words, and hurried back to the City Lord's Mansion, now that the hidden dangers of the Nether Realm have been removed, he can finally stay by Yue'er's side and enjoy the sweetness that the two of them have not seen for a long time.

Before Tang Ming flew back to the City Lord's Mansion, he saw a woman wearing a sky blue gauze skirt flying towards him, and under the translucent gauze skirt, a pair of tender white legs loomed, causing endless reverie.

"Yue'er!" Tang Ming said loudly, "Why are you here?"

Yue'er's face blushed slightly and said: "After I woke up, Master told me a lot of things, saying that my memory was sealed because of the Sanhua Divine Sect, saying that my original name was Yunfuyan, saying that I had a long love with you, and saying that I was your wife......"

Yun Fuyan said and spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, and even in the end, her voice could not be heard at all, leaving only the lovely person who was blushing to the root of her ears at a loss in front of Tang Ming.

(End of chapter)