Inside the huge palace, there are dense bronze statues gathered at this time, the number is not less than 100,000, the short ones are more than ten meters, and the high ones are fifty or sixty meters.

Each of these statues should be sealed with a Dao Realm or Void Realm Miner Primordial God.

But Yang Ling knew that once these statues were killed, these primordial gods who were polluted by the spirit qi would never survive again.

"I'll come~" A huge purple-gold statue appeared behind Ding Cong, and the burning golden flames swept out in an instant, accompanied by countless terrible screams, a large number of bronze statues were directly burned to ashes, and in an instant, a group of people were surrounded by an open space of thousands of square meters.

"Quack~~" Suddenly, a bronze statue with a height of sixty meters yelled at Ding Cong's ghost a few times, and then fell on all fours with a pop, driven by this statue, the rest of the dense statues also knelt on the ground with a puff, trembling one by one.

"Second brother, what should I do?" Ding Cong asked as if he were a fire giant standing in the gloomy hall.

"Kill it, you're an impostor, and if you wait for Hades, Hades, to come forward, you may not be able to control these guys. Yang Ling said with a frown.

Ding Cong nodded, and the purple-gold flames on the statue's body turned into a wall of fire and pushed out on all sides, and suddenly the entire hall was in flames, and the remaining tens of thousands of bronze statues were all wailing and rolling in flames, and soon turned into cyan-colored mortar.

Under the burning of the flames, the entire bronze palace began to melt, the firelight penetrated the eaves of the palace, and the blue, gold and purple three-color light stained most of the sky, and in the light, there were streams of black gas turned into a strange ghost in the flames and let out a terrible roar, but it was quickly burned out.

"Boom" The bronze palace completely collapsed, and in the green qi that emanated, a big hole was exposed, and several miners in tattered clothes and skinny appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Yang Ling was silent for a while and said, "Go and two people to rescue all the miners in the mine, send them to a place in the spirit world to be properly placed, and arrange someone to take care of them!"

"Yes!", the two team members stepped forward and jumped into the hole.

Yang Ling didn't know how many miners there were in this mine, and he didn't want to know, he only knew that these people were just as miserable and frightened as he was at the beginning.

That kind of life without any hope made him feel pity.

These miners, in the world they live in, are all god-like beings, but unfortunately in the hands of the reapers, life is better than death.

Now that the traces of the Reaper have been discovered, Yang Ling does not plan to go back in a hurry.

In the following time, he went to several more places where the Reaper was found through the news coming from all over the system.

Time flies, and another year passes.

As the mission of conquering the Xuan Realm drew closer to the end, the contact with the Underworld became more and more frequent, and Yang Ling could receive a large number of news of conflicts and battles with the Underworld every day.

However, today's team of Xuanjing masters has expanded to millions, and the Netherworld is mainly based on the Netherworld Divine Generals who control the Reincarnation Divine Palace, and each palace is assisted by a Netherworld Divine General and two or three statues that are almost only ordinary Xuanjing strength, so they are almost unable to defeat under the impact of Yang Ling's huge team.

In just one year, more than 6,000 Nether Gods will die at the hands of the clan members, and at this time, 90% of the quest to conquer the Metaverse has been completed, and there are still three years left before the completion of the quest, and at the same time, the completion of the quest to kill all the Reapers has also been completed 1.3%.

"Master, we've found a passage to the underworld!"

On this day, Yang Ling was inspecting the various heavenly and earthly treasures collected from the Xuan Realm, and picking out some materials for refining the True Dragon Saint Emperor Pill from them, when suddenly a piece of information came out of the compass in the Divine Sea.

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and dropped the thing in his hand, and a huge golden compass behind his head disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It's a long-abandoned space-time interface.

It is also the edge of the Xuan Realm.

A vast space-time vortex swirls in the void.

In the midst of the whirlpool floats a huge palace.

The layers of pitch-black buildings stretch for millions of kilometers, and they are as steady as Mount Tai in the center of the whirlpool, without the slightest shaking.

"Master, this is at least a vice-god's shrine!" said one of the war servants standing nearby.

The deputy god, the monk corresponding to the Xuan Realm is the peak of the True Xuan Realm, almost the same strength as the Great Elder of the Nine Holy Palaces, this strength is already very strong, and only a few of the clans can compete with it.

But this is not Yang Ling's willingness, because Yang Ling is going to attack the underworld next, he must find more passages to the underworld, and when the time comes, the army of tens of billions of Dao realms will attack the underworld from all directions, and he will completely crush the underworld at a devastating speed, because he feels that the two worlds of the Xuan and the underworld are almost unable to hold on.

In the more than ten years since the recent capture of the Xuan Realm, news of a large-scale collapse and collapse has been heard everywhere in the Xuan Realm, and the space-time interface has suddenly disappeared completely, and a large number of team members will disappear inexplicably if they are not careful.

"Who dares to look at the shrine of this god!"

At the moment when Yang Ling's divine consciousness fell on the Divine Palace, a man from the Netherworld wearing pitch-black armor appeared outside the Divine Palace.

Although they were separated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers, the projection appeared in the other party's divine thoughts at the same time.

It is indeed a deputy god, and he is very handsome, burly, with a handsome face, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and the aura emitted stirs the void, and the entire interface is gently shaking.

"Guardian Yang Ling, I came to kill you today!" Yang Ling said lightly.

"Haha~ha!" The other party was stunned for a moment and laughed, then shook the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and said: "Which green onion is Yang Ling, I have never heard of it, if you don't want to die, please call the palace master of the Nine Holy Palaces, this god can give them a good time!"

Yang Ling: ......

"Damn, this idiot is very rampant, second brother, let me fight him for three hundred rounds!" Chu Yuan jumped out excitedly and said.

"Okay, be careful!" Yang Ling nodded.

"Ada~, eat Lao Tzu's hammer!" Before Yang Ling's words fell, Chu Yuan turned over and took out a hammer and a drill and rushed out impatiently.

I saw that the void flickered, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Yuan had already appeared above the Divine Palace, and the wheel hammer smashed forward, and suddenly the thunder and lightning danced wildly in the air, turning into colorful thunder and lightning with a thickness of thousands of meters woven into a thunder net and covered the Divine Palace.