In the Temple of the Gods of the Underworld, the eight divine seats were in chaos.

Looking at the gods and the people, I don't understand, what are you afraid of, the other party is just an ordinary man, our eight gods join forces, there are 100,000 underworld generals outside the temple, I don't believe it, with our strength, we can't destroy this person!

With a frightened look on his face, he seemed to be very jealous of the comers, and was telling his subordinates to pack up their things and prepare to evacuate. He sneered and said, "Ordinary man, he is Qin Sanguan! Ten years ago, Qin Sanguan, who killed the two great divine thrones of Judgment and Saint Emperor, where were you then?

Pingwang Shenzuo snorted coldly, that is in the world, now we have the right time and place, and we have the blessing of the temple array, if we want to retreat at this time, how will we mix in the divine realm in the future? The rest of the gods also laughed at the deceased god seat, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of grass rope, you have to be greedy for life and afraid of death, even if you leave.

There was a shaking above the temple, and some subordinates came to report in a hurry, and the gods were ...... The man...... The man has ......

Looking at the throne of the gods, he said, "Why panic?"

The subordinates panicked, that person has already killed the Zhongtian Gate!

Another subordinate came down to report that the Five Elements God would die in battle!

The Eight Gods will die in battle!

30,000 Immortals will die in battle!

There was a rumbling sound, and in the southwest direction, the giant peak leading to the dome fell violently, and then the constellation of the gods finally changed color, and Buzhou Peak collapsed! There are four sacred mountains in the underworld, towering into the sky, to support this space, Buzhou Peak collapsed, and in the southwest direction, an ocean fell from the sky, and thunder and lightning sounded in unison.

Everyone looked at the throne of the gods, what should they do?

What about the Deceased Shrine?

He had fled with his men.

Looking at the throne of the gods, he patted the stone table in front of him, the whole table was shattered into powder, he sat down, and said, The whereabouts of the Immortal Monarch are unknown, what should we do?

The precept god asked tentatively, why don't we make peace? There are also four god seats, let him choose? I believe he will not be able to resist the temptation of immortality!

Pingwang Shenza finally said angrily, suing for peace?Think with your pig's head, if we kill his daughter, he will sue for peace with us?

The precept god said coldly, you killed his daughter, not us.

Pingwang Shenza's brows are furrowed, is there a difference?

There was another roar, the southeast peak fell violently, a ball of flames fell from the sky, there were bursts of wails in the distance, everyone finally couldn't sit still, and the deceased god seat suddenly stood up, came to the center of the temple, and put his hand on a raised stone pillar.

The rest of the gods exclaimed, what are you going to do?

Looking at the god seat, his face was hideous, and he laughed and said, since this is the case, then the fish will die and the net will be broken!

A dark green liquid flowed out of his body and seeped into the stone pillar, the stone pillar absorbed the liquid, and began to glow slowly, looking at the divine seat and looking at everyone, since we can't keep the temple, then we will die with this Qin Sanguan!

The Commandment Throne sighed and put his hand down on the stone pillar, and it wasn't long before the rest of the Throne put their hands on it. The stone pillar drank the blood of the gods and began to spin rapidly, and after a long time, a low dragon roar was heard from the mountain of the gods.

Nantianmen.

Qin Sanguan was covered in blood, and slowly walked upward, behind him were tens of thousands of corpses of the underworld, his face was solemn, looking at the temple of gods ten miles away. The sound of the dragon groaning came, Qin Sanguan frowned and stared, only to see a black light outside the temple of the gods, and a huge dragon with a black body rose from the temple of the gods.

Seeing this, the gods will cross their hands over their chests and fall to their knees, muttering in their mouths.

The black dragon was a hundred feet in size, with a long beard and red eyes, and looked indifferently at the people who knelt on the ground on the mountain road. It looked at Qin Sanguan, but saw Qin Sanguan looking at him without backing down. The black dragon thought of this, and a huge mouth opened, and a ball of flame rushed towards the mountain road.

On the mountain road, there will be a sea of fire, and the gods will be bathed in fire and fall to the ground. In a few moments, the entire mountain road was filled with charred corpses. The black dragon looked at the results of the battle with great satisfaction, and suddenly there was a white light in front of him, and the white light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the night as bright as day.

Within the white light, there is a sword, a man!

The dragon roared, and a cloud of crimson flames rushed towards the man and the sword. This flame became more and more refined, and seemed to be able to melt everything in the world!

On the temple of the gods, the seat of the god of the past looked at the evil dragon and the three views of Qin, and said, it is over.

The precept god also said, we wake up the evil dragon, but this time we don't know how many lives it has to devour before it is willing to hibernat, last time we used 30,000 living beings.

The Throne of the Dead God, even if it is buried with 100,000 mortals, it is worth it.

Just when everyone thought that Qin Sanguan's soul was gone, in mid-air, Qin Sanguan disappeared out of thin air. Everyone looked for Qin Sanguan's figure, and the Discipline Divine Throne suddenly looked at the top of the dome, with an incredible look on his face.

A giant sword slashed from the sky.

The greatsword slashed from the dragon's neck, ignoring space and time.

Oh...... Oh......

The dragon's head was cut down by this sword.

Fire...... The dragon's head still spewed flames, and where the fire touched, the rocks melted, and all the earth was scorched. The dragon's head fell into the mountain, rolled a few times, and the whole mountain burned, even if the huge waves leaked down from the peak of Buzhou, it could not be extinguished.

The entire underworld was in flames.

The fire spread to the Temple of the Gods.

Qin Sanguan was like a god of war in the world, floating in the air, looking at all living beings.

The face of the deceased god seat turned pale, and said, can we surrender? He looked back and saw that the major gods had already fled, and he was the only one standing in the temple of gods. Qin Sanguan fell into the temple of the gods and looked at the Deceased God Seat with an indifferent expression.

The Deceased God said, if you kill me, your daughter won't survive.

Qin Sanguan's face was sad, he turned around and said, I won't kill you.

The face of the deceased god was pleasantly surprised, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain, but when he looked down, he saw a flying sword coming out of his chest, and he said in his heart, this can't kill me. At the sight of the thought, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, but as soon as it healed, the flying sword flew again.

The Deceased Divine Throne finally understood what Qin Sanguan meant by the sentence I don't kill you.

He said with a vicious face, you kill me!

Qin Sanguan put his hands behind his back and slowly walked down the temple of the gods, leaving only the seat of the god of the afterlife, and endured the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his heart every day.

There was another boom, and another mountain in the northwest corner collapsed. The four pillars of heaven in the underworld collapsed, and the entire space began to become extremely unstable, and the sky was distorted, revealing a hole of more than ten zhang, and there was a whistling sound in the sky, and countless remnants of the underworld will rush towards the hole.

Room!

As long as you pass through there, you are on earth!

Qin Sanguan didn't expect that after a vicious fight, he accidentally opened the door between the world and the underworld, he shouted angrily, and almost instantly came to the hole, and the long sword slashed, cutting dozens of underworld generals who were about to step into it into unjust souls.

The gods of the underworld will stop one after another, looking at the middle-aged man with palpitations, but the underworld where he is on the verge of collapse, and the temptation to the world is too great, finally, the underworld generals can't bear it anymore and rush over together.

Qin Sanguan sat cross-legged in the middle, a giant sword hanging behind him.

Countless people were cut down by the sword.

And so on for three days and three nights.

The hole is getting bigger and bigger, almost a hundred zhang, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before the gate of the underworld and the human world will be completely out of control, and at that time, the demons will invade the Central Plains and Kyushu, and the lives of the world will be ruined, just like this chaos in the underworld.

In the temple of the gods, there was a wailing day and night.

The gods and generals have also learned to be obedient, and they are not willing to give their lives in vain, they are waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the gate of the underworld and the human world to exceed the control of Qin Sanguan. As long as this hole reaches 500 zhang, they are sure that they will be able to take the opportunity to break out of the underworld and enter the human world.

Half a month later, this fellow Daoist reached 300 zhang.

This night, heavy rain poured down, thunder and lightning.

After half a month of observation, they found that Zi Shi's yin qi was the strongest, and Qin Sanguan's strength was the weakest. They are gearing up, everyone has made an appointment, and success or failure is tonight!

The time is approaching.

Just as they were about to rush together, they suddenly noticed a black shadow floating from below. This black shadow is getting bigger and bigger, and it is approaching the gate of the human world and the underworld. The gods will have a bad feeling in their hearts.

The capital, the Imperial Palace.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights.

Borrowed a sword?

Emperor Ming Zhu Runze and a young Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain stood side by side, Zhu Runze said, this amazing array is the foundation of my Ming Guozuo's longevity for hundreds of years, he is your uncle, can you persuade him?

The young Taoist priest looked at the east and said slowly, this matter is related to the way of heaven in the world, about the lives of the common people, and I hope that Your Majesty can put the common people first! The corners of Zhu Runze's mouth turned up slightly, and said, The common people in the world broke into it by himself, but he wanted the common people in the world to come and bury it?

The young Taoist priest shook his head, the little master Shuben lives in seclusion in the world, and has no desire to fight in the world, if it weren't for the fact that you have a grudge in your heart, and you want to get rid of it as soon as possible, colluding with the other world, how can there be today's disaster?

Zhu Runze was furious, empty, you are my Ming National Teacher, your Dragon and Tiger Mountain is my Ming National Religion, and you actually said such a rebellious thing?

The empty Taoist priest's face was indifferent, and he bowed slightly, Your Majesty, the poor Dao is just a matter of facts.

Zhu Runze sneered, what a matter of facts!

Syllable!

Zhu Runze's wine glass was thrown to the ground, and more than ten monks from the White Horse Temple suddenly arrived, trapping the young Taoist priest in the center. The empty Taoist priest looked around and sighed, Your Majesty, I have persuaded Your Majesty several times to stay away from the monks of the White Horse Temple, but I didn't expect you to still refuse to listen to me.

Zhu Runze said, kill this way, I take the White Horse Temple as the state religion!

The monks of the White Horse Temple looked at each other with awe-inspiring eyes, and almost simultaneously attacked, attacking the empty Taoist.

The empty Taoist priest disappeared from the eyes of the monks, and immediately came to the palace, he laughed three times, clapped his hands, and left!

In the capital, a white light rose to the sky and headed towards the East China Sea!

South China Sea.

Borrowed arrows?

A woman, carrying an ice arrow, looked at the northeast night sky, this person muttered, although my master was killed by your master, but today's matter, if I don't help you, I'm afraid I won't have the shame to face my master in the future, Qin Sanguan, I don't help you for you, it's for the sake of the world!

With that, she untied her longbow and placed an arrow on it.

The bow is as full as the moon.

Sou!

A long rainbow streaked across the sky, ignoring space, and flew towards the East China Sea.

East China Sea.

Zhao Lingxiao looked up at the sky, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he had been a slave in Taoshan for twenty years, and he had endured in the East China Sea for ten years, and now that Qin Sanguan was trapped in the underworld, he finally had no scruples.

Borrowed a sword?

I'm sorry, I don't know you well.

After a stick of incense, Zhao Lingxiao was embarrassed, his beard was burned, his face was covered with dust, and he looked at the humane, Liu Qingfeng, the old man saw that you were a manufacturable material, and he couldn't bear to kill you, you don't want to make an inch!

Liu Qingfeng held a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and looked at Zhao Lingxiao with a playful face, my brother asked you to borrow a sword, because he could afford you, if you don't give face, then don't blame me for grabbing the sword! Look at the sword, Xuantian Sword Technique!

Zhao Lingxiao was unwilling, he was also a great master outside the Three Realms, but he was helpless against this young descendant. This Xuantian sword technique was created by Xiliang Zhao Fuyi, among the five uniques in the world, second only to the half-inch rivers and mountains of the three vulgarities, he did not dare to plunder its edge, and even used the technique of concealment, and fled away.

Syllable!

Liu Qingfeng slashed on the Sword Immortal Platform with a sword, and another white light rose into the sky.

Xiliang, Sword Pavilion.

The moonlight is like water, and the purple clothes are attacking.

A pretty woman stood on the crape myrtle pavilion, holding a brocade bag in her hand, standing silently. Now that she is the master of the Sword Pavilion, holding the power of life and death in the Sword Pavilion, the Xiliang royal family is also courteous to her, but she is not very happy.

In the square, a young man was practicing his sword under her watchful eyes.

Two swordsmen, Chunyue and Qiuxiang, were waiting on the side.

This kid has a flamboyant tongue, and his mouth is like smeared with honey, coaxing the young woman in the Sword Pavilion to be happy, but the swordsmanship comprehension is mediocre, and he can't help but sigh in his heart, you just have half of his understanding, how will the position of the Sword Pavilion be passed on to you in the future?

The young man was in the gap between practicing the sword, raised his head slightly, and saw that the pavilion master was distracted, and his heart was relieved, and the sword moves in his hand began to be out of shape.

Suddenly, the woman in purple looked up at the sky, and her face changed slightly.

Now that she has jumped out of the Three Realms, how can she not sense the change in the number of qi between heaven and earth?

The woman in purple floated down to the square. The young man came over and said, "Auntie, you see that the child is sweating profusely, so let's stop here today." He peeked at the woman in purple and noticed that she looked strange.

He knew that every time she had such an expression, he was not far from being beaten, so he quickly closed his mouth and said to the sword servant, come, let's practice ten more times!

The woman in purple said, I want to go out!

The young man was happy in his heart, if she wasn't there, he wouldn't have to practice swords so hard every day. The woman in purple said, Chunyue and Qiuxiang, during the time I left, you two urged him to practice his sword, and if I knew that there was the slightest slackness, I would break the legs of the two of you.

The two hurriedly received the order.

A swordsman came here and stood with his bow, Pavilion Master, you are ready!

The woman in purple walked out of the mountain gate, saw twenty-one swords, stood on the side of the horse together, and when she saw the woman walk out, she raised her sword to her chest and saluted.

The woman in purple said, Sword Pavilion, out of the sword!

On this night, Shen Luoyan of Xiliang Sword Pavilion led twenty-one first-class swordsmen of Sword Pavilion to return to the Central Plains.

This night, Qin Sanguan borrowed a sword from the world.

The world's fortune gathers in the East China Sea.

In the East China Sea, a small island rises into the sky.

After this night, there was no Xia Ke Island in the East China Sea, and there was a legend of the Stygian Mountain on the rivers and lakes.