Ling Luo stretched out a hand and gently touched the crimson planet that had just been opened.

She wanted to test what the newly opened spiritual realm planet was.

Ling Luo slowly closed his eyes, and felt the breath of death flowing from this crimson planet with his heart.

Since it appears in her spiritual domain, it must be her thing, and it will be able to be used by her.

An extremely strong aura of death followed Ling Luo's hand and struck from the crimson planet like a tsunami.

What a domineering breath of death!

Ling Luo's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a moment of discomfort.

Of course, only for a moment.

She took a deep breath, emptied herself, and accepted what was rightfully her with a sense of great peace.

What about the domineering breath of death? As long as it can be used by her, it is also a powerful weapon!

Ling Luo's eyes suddenly opened, bursting out with an extremely sharp light of death.

"Receive, 100 percent!"

Suddenly, she felt an extremely powerful force running through her body, filling her body with hundreds of remains, like a surging river, flowing endlessly in her veins.

Ling Luo had never felt more powerful than he did now.

It was obviously the breath of death in the underworld, but she felt as intimate as her own relatives, so familiar that she wanted to cry.

"Let's turn it on! Nether's Gate! ”

The domineering breath of death emanated from Ling Luo's body, and the crimson light on her side, as bright as day, illuminated the night sky of the imperial city!

In a blazing halo of crimson, a huge ancient formation with a radius of a kilometer suddenly appeared, engraved with the intricate and intertwined ancient runes of the underworld, shining brightly.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The ultimate dead silence.

The huge rune of the underworld slowly rotated, and in the center, there was an array like a black hole, and the whirlpool of the black hole was rotating rapidly.

Spinning, spinning, getting faster and faster, the area of the black hole is getting bigger and bigger.

From the size of a fist, it became the size of a house, and in the end, the entire Nether Ghost Snake's summoning formation turned into a huge black hole.

Faintly, a burst of extremely eerie music fluttered out of the huge black hole intermittently.

It's bagpipes.

The sound of bagpipes reminiscent of death.

As the sound of bagpipes became clearer and clearer, tens of thousands of ghostly ghosts bloomed on the edge of the huge black hole within a radius of thousands of miles.

The path between the human world and the underworld has been opened. ，

Ling Luo's eyes widened suddenly, on the road to the Yellow Spring, those Manzhu Sawa flowers in full bloom were ten times larger than those blooming in his absolute spiritual realm, and even the color of the petals was even more soul-grabbing after drinking the thoughts of the dead soul.

Deadly bagpipe sounds.

The chant of the dead.

An extremely tall and handsome figure slowly stepped out of the black hole.

The man was wearing a pitch-black robe, engraved with extremely intricate bright red underworld runes, and a pitch-black green silk that hung down to his knees, and there was no wind.

The man dresses very casually, with a wide tunic that is very lazy, revealing a large area of snow-white skin on his chest.

The black robe, the red to the extreme, and the white to the extreme skin tone, the three are lined together, forming an extremely strong visual conflict.