A year has passed in a flash.

Yang Ling didn't know how much Death Spirit had been absorbed by this god of the dead, and it was still releasing ghosts as if it were endless.

And many of these ghosts have directly rushed out of the range of the dojo, breaking through the space and the ground and have already begun to invade the other main god spaces of the underworld.

These gods of the undead are formless and substantial, but the breath released is terrifying and abnormal, and it is estimated that each of them has at least the strength comparable to the level of partial gods.

In other words, each ghost is equivalent to a super master of the True Mystery Realm, not only that, but anything that comes into contact with these ghosts, the mysteries below the ultimate rules cannot be fought against at all, and they will be frozen into nothingness in an instant.

Therefore, under the impact of this dense ghost, the main god space began to collapse layer by layer, and the entire underworld began to collapse on a large scale.

Yukiko Oda and Kolato have trapped Hades firmly.

Hades was very aggrieved, he couldn't figure it out, he had obviously become a god, but he couldn't beat Yang Ling, not even this woman in the Xuan Realm.

A hexagram in the dojo became clearer and clearer, and there were faint signs that it was beginning to solidify.

But Yang Ling knew that if he wanted to completely condense this hexagram, it would take at least several years, and he needed to completely refine and devour this god of the undead, but now he was starting to be a little powerless.

Igniting the fire of life for a long time to refine the ghost shadow has already caused the spirit seed tree to begin to wither, and the power of the divine soul also has to control the Chaos Purple Golden Bell to continuously suppress the god of the undead, once there is any carelessness, this god of the undead may escape, which will not only bring huge hidden dangers, but at the same time, it may be very difficult to trap it.

Yang Ling thought about it, and suddenly remembered that in the holy ruins, there were also many evil spirits parasitic in the black statue, and the evil spirit spirit was similar to the undead ghost in front of him, and they all belonged to a kind of primordial god without consciousness.

Is it possible to use the statue to devour this god of the dead first, and then slowly refine it in the sea of gods, otherwise if it continues, he will not be able to bear it in the first place.

Thinking of this, the black statue behind him walked to the center of the dojo in one step, allowing the dense ghost shadow to crash into his body without the slightest reaction.

"Woo~" seemed to be full of jealousy of the black statue, and the god of the dead let out an extremely piercing scream, and a large number of ghosts rushed out to drown the statue.

"Roar~~" The black statue suddenly roared, opened its mouth and inhaled, only to see a huge black vortex appear out of thin air in the center of the dojo and roll all the ghosts into it, and soon slowly dragged the god of the dead into it.

Looking at the gray matter that was constantly changing shapes and roaring conflicts in the vortex, Yang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Ling put away the dojo, and the huge Chaos Purple Gold Bell pressed down like a mountain towards Hades, who was still fighting.

Having the god of the dead done, he finally has a chance to deal with the Immortal.

……

Five years later.

10,000 years have passed in the compass space.

The quest to conquer the underworld has already been completed, three years ahead of the system's requirements.

On a plain full of birds and flowers, there stands a black bud like black jade, which is hundreds of kilometers high, but the whole body exudes a faint glow, and the phantoms of various flowers, insects, birds and beasts continue to condense and appear in the glow, growing and frolicking like a living thing, and the half of the sky shining is magnificent.

Yang Ling stood in the air, looking at this bud with emotion.

Thousands of years have passed, and after refining this last primordial spirit, the Netherworld Demon Flower will completely complete its final evolution, and the Chaos Spirit Seed will be born in its body, completely freeing itself from the shackles of fate.

The origin of the Netherworld Demon Flower and the original group of demons is confusing, but if Yang Ling guessed correctly, they should be the product of an experiment of the original elf race, a new species produced by the fusion of the demon race, the demon race, the soul race and the spirit race, in order to escape the reincarnation catastrophe of the impact of chaos, and to find a way to unravel their fate.

Yang Ling didn't know what the Nether Demon Flower would look like after it woke up, so his heart was full of apprehension and anticipation.

A few days later, the glow on the dark buds became even worse, the shadows of countless flowers, birds, insects and fish wandered in the air, and the runes on the petals flickered and began to bloom slowly.

Soon after, as the last layer of petals bloomed, I saw a naked and flawless woman slowly walking out in the brilliant light among the stamens, but before Yang Ling could see it clearly, a black light flashed, and a set of tight-fitting black robes appeared on the woman's body.

"Alas~" Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh.

I haven't seen her for 10,000 years, and this girl is still so cautious, let me take a look and not get pregnant.

"What's the matter, are you disappointed?" The woman walked up to Yang Ling, her cold face was wide open, but there was a kind of tenderness and charm in her eyes.

"How could it be?" Yang Ling raised her chin with one hand, looking at this flawless face, looking at the clear and pure big eyes, looking at the red lips, and suddenly feeling that she had not been wronged at all in the past ten thousand years.

This kind of masterpiece in the world is worth waiting for and loving for a lifetime.

But it's a pity that before Yang Ling had time to sigh more, the woman wrapped around him like an octopus, her soft lips blocked his mouth, and in the slight gasp, a pair of cold little hands began to tear his clothes.

"Nether, etc......"

"You dislike me?"

"No, no...... This broad daylight ......"

"Don't resist ......"

Yang Ling quickly surrendered under the suppression of a certain extremely beautiful ice and snow goddess, and the huge petals soon began to retract, and the two figures hugging each other disappeared in the center of the flower.

"Nether, you say you're useless with this flower?" the two figures were bathed in the glow of the flowers.

"Well, I've evolved into a Chaos Spirit Seed, and this primordial body is no longer of much use. ”

"That's right, give me this flower, I'm useful!"

"What do you want to do with it?" the woman seemed a little wary, "If you dare to use it as a bed to fool around with other women, I will not be able to spare you!"

"Hehe, how could it be, I'm really very useful!"

"Okay, give it to you, but stay here with me for two years to compensate me!"

"Two years...... Alright!"

A helpless sigh was followed by an extremely long and comfortable gasp.

On the plain of flowers and birds, a big flower began to shake gently again.

……

Yufu Cave Heaven.

Yang Ling couldn't remember how long he hadn't come.

Even a group of women didn't seem to be here.

Dense flowers and plants grow like weeds, and colorful flowers bloom all over the mountains.

On the platform, there are several stone benches and a stone table, and there are lotus flowers in full bloom in the two water tanks, and the water is rippling inside, and there are a few fish swimming around in it.

Looking at this situation, it doesn't seem like no one is taking care of it.

The space of Yufu Cave is not large, only about tens of kilometers in size.

But it is a place where there are so many good memories.

In the center of the Yufu Cave Heaven, on the gossip-shaped stone platform, a small tree that exudes colorful light is still standing quietly, and there seem to be a few colorful fruits hanging between the slightly swaying branches and leaves.

Yang Ling stood on the stone platform with great emotion.

This Tree of Rules can help monks comprehend and master the ultimate rules, but no one wants to waste time in this place anymore, and even this Rule Dao Fruit is not picked.

After looking at it for a long time, a purple-gold light above Yang Ling's head rose into the air, turning into a purple-gold bell to cover the Tree of Rules, and then only heard the sound of clicking, the gossip stone platform began to collapse, and streams of colored light continued to explode, and soon the stone platform and the Tree of Rules were included in the sea of gods by Yang Ling.

"Boom~"

The regular small tree suddenly dropped to the size of nearly 100 kilometers, and its whole body emitted hundreds of millions of colors to reflect the entire Shenhai.

A vast aura of rules exploded like a billion-ton bomb in Yang Ling's divine sea, turning into a violent tide and sweeping out, and the entire dojo began to shake wildly, and cracks began to explode everywhere in the click.

"Town~"

The Yuan Shen Statue pointed its finger forward, only to see the eight hexagrams around the dojo soaring into the air and enveloping the entire Shenhai space, and the violent rule aura released by the Tree of Rules was directly blocked in it, no matter how it was impacted, it could never be leaked at all.

Dense chains of colorful rules grew from the ground, pulling down like vines around the roots of the tree of rules.

As time passed, the aura released by the Tree of Rules slowly stabilized, and the thick roots began to penetrate into the dojo.