"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, to see the prosperity of the world, I was a little frivolous when I was young, and now you...."

A few strange minor words Zhao Han sang in his mouth, the corners of Qiye's mouth twitched in front of him, under his gaze, Zhao Han smiled slightly, and the next moment a hole suddenly cracked in this world that was still in a state of nothingness!

Sunlight! Dazzling sunshine!

Filled with scorching sunshine, the word shattered a corner of the sky, and suddenly wailed all over the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Now you are hiding in a corner without light, covered in bruises"

The last sentence of the ballad fell, Zhao Han moved his muscles and bones, and looked at Qiye in front of him with some surprise: "Do you want to fight?" ”

Qiye shook his head, and a dark crown robe was silent and automatic.

Above the sky, the gap in the sunlight was getting bigger and bigger, and even a few birds could be seen flying by.

In just an instant, the bird was frozen by the yin qi that suddenly came out, and the next moment it fell directly through the crack.

Poof, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded in the ears of the two, it was so harsh.

The crack is still expanding, and there is already a hole in the hundreds of meters.

"This is the underworld, a place that cannot be bordered by the yang"

Qiye said indifferently: "If you do this, it will cause a catastrophe."

"Oh" Zhao Han nodded, suddenly smiled, he looked at the sunshine falling over there and asked, "Catastrophe or not, what does it matter to me?" ”

Stretched out his finger and pointed to the half of the sun exposed on the side, listening to the wailing of the Yin officials who had been captured by Qiye over the years, Zhao Han said with some playfulness: "Don't you think that this world has been ruined, isn't it good to use your divine domain to carry out a major cleansing and bring this world back on the right track?" ”

Without looking back, Qiye already knew what Zhao Han was talking about, and saw that the Demon Lord's eyes narrowed, and one hand kept rubbing against the long sword on his waist.

"I thought that when I reached your realm, all living beings would be treated equally."

"My heart isn't that big, well, those annoying-looking monsters have taken up too much territory, so it's better to kill some more."

"At the expense of the world's regression?"

"Don't make a fuss, the world doesn't go backwards, it's not what you say"

"Damnation Blows You for Doing This"

"Do you think the god of this plane would care about me as a nobody?"

“.....”

Seeing that Qiye was choked, Zhao Han chuckled.

A low-level plane, the will of the plane is only to consciously maintain the operation of the world, if ordinary people come to do what Zhao Han did, maybe it will really cause heavenly punishment, and even be split by the thunder of that day.

But is this a threat to Zhao Han? No matter how strong the heavenly thunder is, can it still be hacked into the world of heavenly books?

Silent and speechless, two tears, everything is only silent.

The cracks are still expanding, and the plum wine is like a giant pumping machine that constantly draws groundwater, pumping the "water flow" of this underworld to itself, constantly squeezing this newly formed underworld, so that the borders of the underworld begin to collapse.

The wilderness sinks and falls, engulfed in mist.

The edge of the world began to shrink, and a third of the sky could already be seen on the horizon.

The yin energy stored in the underworld for hundreds of years burst out today, from this world that has been closed for a hundred years into the yang world, visible to the naked eye, the yin qi condenses into a cold current in the outside world, and the volume is still expanding.

Dark clouds cover the top, followed by fist-sized hailstones.

The cold wave blew, and the jungle full of life was directly frozen into a three-dimensional ice sculpture when the cold wave passed.

The violent cold wave changed the area back to the Ice Age at one time, and all living beings, whether it was flowers and trees, mountain spirits and monsters, could only run for their lives in this violent cold wave, in order to save their lives.

The birds fled, and the beasts died.

The diffused yin qi hedged with the high temperature brought by the sky light above, forming a spiral.

The gale hangs up!

Near a demon city, the massive tornado, which was almost up to the sky, crashed directly into the stone and wood walls.

Rumble!

Without any pause, the already impenetrable walls of the demon city were swept away by the hurricane and collapsed, and even some of the wood used to build the city was carried to the sky by the hurricane and rotated.

The monsters in the city roared, and under the power of the heavens, these little demon creatures could only bury themselves in their nests and bared their teeth at the huge hurricane, their eyes full of fear and despair.

Dead?

Dead!

The power of heaven and earth is unstoppable, even if it is an immortal, when facing the great power of nature, many times they can only sigh.

There are no immortals in this world, let alone earth immortals, and no one can help them resolve the calamity, so they are doomed!

Hurricanes are rampant, and there is more than one!

As the gap in the underworld opened wider and wider, the accumulated yin energy and resentment completely poured into the yang world, and the hurricane formed was dividing into three ways and constantly advancing and sweeping northward!

This is a natural disaster! A natural disaster caused by monks!

If it is in the main plane, the rules and entities of the world are perfect, it is impossible for a mere generation to cause such a catastrophe, let alone do it like Zhao Han, even if a cold current breaks out, it will be quickly quelled by the main plane, that is, a disaster at the county level, and it will not even be able to turn up a wave in the huge main plane.

Even if an immortal-level powerhouse wants to make a move, it will be suppressed by the royal family of the four regions of the empire.

But this world is different, although the spiritual power level of the plane itself is very low, and it can only accommodate Yuanying monks at most, but the laws of this world are not complete, relying on the power of rules, the monks can deduce a shocking natural disaster!

A terrible natural disaster, a natural disaster that is enough to wipe out the race!

The cold snap suddenly struck, but this was only the prelude!

As the steps of the underworld collapsed more and more, a large amount of yin qi was withdrawn, and Zhao Han's hand gradually held the body of the plum wine.

With a slight lift, nearly half of the plum wine that had entered the ground was pulled out by him three inches.

The collapsed underworld temporarily stopped the state of self-destruction, and above the sky, the rift was slowly repaired by the self-healing power of the underworld, which was very difficult, but it continued.

Opposite Zhao Han, Qiye's figure had become a little erratic, and when he saw Zhao Han suddenly stop, he looked at him in some surprise and said, "Why did you stop?" ”

Zhao Han chuckled and asked, "I think we should change our position."

As he spoke, Zhao Han pulled out the plum wine, walked forward for a while, and then inserted it again.

The extraction continued, as if he was overwhelmed, and Zhao Han actually heard a wail like a female voice in his ears.

Farther north in the Yang Realm, where it was already close to the ruins of Chang'an, a gap opened again.

Bang!

Above the sky, thunder rang out.

At the first moment when the crack appeared, I saw that a golden dragon appeared in the clouds!

Through the clouds, the dragon's eyes were fixed on the two people in the underworld, to be precise, on the Lord of the underworld.

"Your Excellency, I think I need an explanation"

Flying around the huge crack, the golden dragon with a single horn growing out of its head stared at Qiye, waiting for his response.

"Explain? Is this guy swallowing dragon energy? Zhao Han asked softly.

"I was already dead then," Nanaya replied.

"Well, the dead are great"

The two ignored the dragon in the sky and just chatted to themselves.

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the golden dragon that was ignored, and a dragon groan sounded, and I saw that a mist suddenly lifted around his body, and the next moment, this guy actually attracted a thunderbolt and slashed towards the underworld!

Rumble!

The thunder struck the gap, causing the underworld to collapse again, and the crack above the head became bigger and bigger.

"What is it doing?" Zhao Han asked in surprise.

Seven Nights shook his head.

What is this dragon doing?

Although the underworld has collapsed, it also starts from the inside, if you want to break through the barrier of the underworld from the outside and directly attack him, the lord of the underworld, this is undoubtedly not something that a little centipede can do!

Looking at the increasingly violent territory that collapsed around him, Qiye suddenly sighed, and heard him speak: "I won't stop what you want to do"

"I know"

Zhao Han chuckled and said, "Don't worry, after this time, as long as you don't die, no one will come to disturb you."

As he spoke, the entire underworld shook suddenly, and the dark crown robe on Qiye's body suddenly began to fall off, flying into the air, and it actually fell towards Zhao Han.

Zheng! A blue light emanated from the plum wine, directly blocking the robe from the outside.

Seeing this, Qiye glanced at Zhao Han deeply, and finally turned into nothingness and disappeared into the air.

And Zhao Han looked at the disappearing seven nights, and then looked at the robe in front of him that was unwilling to dissipate, and shook his head very boringly.

"Is it really the will of the world of the lower planes? After discovering that he couldn't stop it, he actually threw the authority of the underworld directly to the destroyer, wanting to use such means to prevent the destruction from continuing to happen? ”

Looking at the pure color and huge power robe in front of him, Zhao Han stretched out a finger and tapped on it.

A ripple spread in the underworld, bursting with a touch of joy, as if the will of the world was encouraging Zhao Han to take over the power.

At the crack, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the dragon who saw this scene, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

I can't understand, I can't accept it.

Seven Nights, the lord of the underworld, actually gave up his authority?

What's going on?

With a roar, the dragon wanted to get away from this strange place.

Jiaolong wants to ascend instead of sinking in this world, and he has no interest in the authority of the underworld, so naturally he will not snatch this thing.

It's a pity it left late!

At the moment when it turned around, Zhao Han had already added his robe, and then a huge force suddenly erupted in the void, directly pulling the golden dragon that was still flying back!