"Just like you, Lingyang Realm."

The secluded road of Yellow Spring.

Hearing this, Long Zhen's pupils suddenly constricted: "Lingyang Realm? You came to this world 100,000 years ago? ”

As we all know, the Lingyang Realm and the Hell Realm only coincide once every 100,000 years, and each time only lasts for three months.

If Huang Quan and the two of them were from the Lingyang Realm, then they could only be 100,000 years ago, and as for 200,000 years ago, with the current cultivation of Huang Quan and the others, they would not be able to live that long.

"Not bad."

Huang Quan nodded and said with a smile: "So, the spiritual power of the Lingyang Realm is useless to us at all."

Although the Dragons can use the Realm to banish the darkness and invalidate their physical abilities, they can also be protected from the Dragons' spiritual powers.

He can even forcibly improve his own strength through special means, and get infinitely close to the third realm of Taixu.

This is the benefit of cultivating two different spiritual powers.

On the other hand, maintaining such a huge Light Realm must be very spiritually draining, and I believe that it will not be long before they will be dragged down.

At least that's what Huang Quan thinks.

"Oh? Do you think you're the only one who can wield dark powers? ”

Long Zhen didn't laugh angrily, and grabbed it with his big hand, and his palm suddenly condensed a cloud of pitch-black spiritual power, even purer than the dark spiritual power emanating from Huang Quan's body.

"How is that possible?!"

Huang Quan's eyes widened suddenly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

You must know that all the creatures of the Lingyang Realm who enter the Hell Realm will be subject to many restrictions and their strength will be greatly reduced.

At the beginning, it took them thousands of years to barely grasp the dark spiritual power, and it took another thousand years to comprehend it.

I'm afraid it's been less than ten days since I came to this world, right?

After all, the connection between the two worlds has only been ten days.

How could it be possible for Long Zhen to master the dark spiritual power?

"Surprised?"

Long Zhen didn't think so, and subconsciously glanced at Qin Jue, who was sitting in the distance eating melons and watching the play, what is his ability in comparison?

Before meeting Qin Jue, Long Zhen always thought that he was an open player, invincible, no matter who could easily surpass him, full of confidence.

After getting to know Qin Jue, Long Zhen realized that he was only a kryptonite player at best.

However, although krypton players cannot be compared with open players, it is still very simple to beat these liver-bursting players.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Huang Quan still couldn't accept the facts in front of him, only to see him look up to the sky and roar, his spiritual power instantly running to the extreme, rushing towards Long Zhen.

Seeing this, Lethe on the other side immediately followed, with the strength that Long Zhen had just shown, if the two of them did not join forces, there was almost no chance of winning.

"Huh."

Long Zhen sneered, and a dazzling spiritual power was condensed in his palm again, fusing with the dark spiritual power, and in an instant, one white and one black, one yin and one yang, rotated wildly, forming a Taiji diagram.

"Go."

Long Zhen flicked his fingers, and the two spiritual powers like Tai Chi instantly swept towards Huangquan and Lechuan, and wherever he passed along the way, he continued to draw the surrounding spiritual energy, growing stronger and stronger.

This is the first time that Long Zhen has used this kind of attack, so he is relatively unfamiliar, and even so, it is still not to be underestimated.

"What is this?"

Huang Quan was stunned, he had studied the dark aura for 100,000 years, and had developed countless techniques for attacking, defending, and escaping, and he had never seen this kind of method.

No way, in some ways, the traverser does have an advantage over the natives of the other world, not to mention, Long Zhen's cultivation is far higher than that of Huangquan.

"Get out of the way!"

didn't have time to think about it, Huang Quan hurriedly retreated, the feeling that spiritual power gave him was really terrifying!

Before the words fell, the two spiritual powers suddenly reached a critical point, exploding like fireworks, generating ripples of Dao energy, instantly turning into endless waves of spiritual power, devouring Huangquan and Lethe!

Bang!

The dazzling light lit up, and in an instant, everything was revealed, and the space was constantly distorted and shattered, showing a terrible void.

Long Zhen withdrew his finger and frowned: "It seems that the power of this move is a bit too great, you should be careful next time."

“……”

The explosion lasted for about three minutes, and finally dissipated, except for Qin Jue and Long Zhen, all the surrounding buildings were razed to the ground, including the black peak.

"Come out, I know you're not dead."

Long Zhen put his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

"Poof!"

The black mist surged, and Huangquan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his breath plummeted, almost falling to the realm.

Lechuan on the other side was also uncomfortable, his clothes were ragged, revealing a slender and delicate body, and he looked even more embarrassed than Huangquan.

With one blow, the two Yin Mountain Holy Ancestors were seriously injured!

"How can this be ......"

Huang Quan muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized that Long Zhen was not the third realm of the void at all, but the fourth realm of the void!

How could there be such a powerful existence in the Lingyang Realm?

The reason why they left the Lingyang Realm and came to the Hell Realm was because they could no longer break through in the Lingyang Realm, and they could only rely on the power of the dark aura.

As a result, now there is an existence in the Lingyang Realm that is stronger than them?

Make no mistake!

Long Zhen didn't care so much, he instantly crossed a distance of thousands of meters, grabbed Huang Quan's head, and pressed it to the ground!

Click!

The earth shook, the rubble splashed, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations seemed to tear the hell realm apart, until Huang Quan completely lost consciousness, and Long Zhen didn't let go of his fingers.

"Alright, I don't have time to play with you."

Dropping these words, Long Zhen spread out his spiritual sense and began to look for Long Aotian's location.

As expected, Long Aotian was imprisoned underground, and with him, there were several Lingyang Realm martial artists, all of whom had reached the Holy Realm, and those Lingyang Realm martial artists who were below the Holy Realm had already been murdered.

Until now, Long Zhen couldn't understand why Huang Quan wanted to imprison these Lingyang Realm martial artists, was there any use?

If they had been released earlier, things would not have developed to this point.

Sighing, Long Zhen raised his fist and fell heavily.

Bang!

"Poof!"

The unconscious Huang Quan spurted out a mouthful of blood again, smashed through the ground for dozens of meters, and fell into a vast secret room.

"Oh my God, I'm here to save you."

At this moment, an indescribable wave of spiritual power suddenly rose from the secret room and shot towards Long Zhen!

"Not good!"

At the moment of life and death, Long Zhen's spiritual power instantly turned into layers of barriers, blocking in front of him, but that spiritual power was like an endless blade, tearing through all barriers like a withering and decaying body, hitting him!

Laugh at!

A piercing burning sound sounded, and Long Zhen's face turned pale as paper in an instant as if he had been hit hard, but those spiritual power barriers finally worked, and he would not be severely damaged.

"Who!"

Gasping, Long Zhen gritted his teeth.

He didn't even notice the other party's existence!

Could it be that there is a stronger existence in the Hell Realm than the Yin Mountain Holy Ancestor? Why is there no memory in the soul of the Nine Shadows?

"Hey, he's not dead."

The sound of surprise sounded, mighty and mighty, like a god descending from heaven, deafening.

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The recent update is indeed a bit slow, I'm really sorry, I stayed up too late before, a little absent-minded, I want to adjust it, sorry again

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