On the wasteland, the black-armored demons used their evil mana with all their might, regardless of consumption, and the black light of their bodies went on a rampage, and many wandering ghosts couldn't dodge, and they were directly knocked into pieces.

With the collapse of the Shinto, the eighteen layers of hell collapsed, the underworld disappeared, the chaos in the underworld was incomparable, and the human world was also the Dao Demon Suppression, and a large number of mortals died every day, so that there were countless lonely souls and wild ghosts in the underworld.

Fleeing all the way, far away, the black-armored demon finally saw the border of the Great Song Yin Dynasty, and his heart relaxed slightly, but his speed still did not decrease.

But at this moment, the black armor demon suddenly shrank his pupils, and his progress came to a halt, and a tremendous pressure, vast and vast, rolled in, so that he didn't even dare to turn around and run away.

At this moment, he clearly saw that a black ghost not far in front of him counted a young man in black clothes and white hair, standing under the tree, with his two hands behind his back.

Compared with the embarrassment of the black-armored demon himself, the young man in black clothes and white hair is more like a walk in his back garden, looking very leisurely.

But in the eyes of the black-armored demon, the figure of the young man is vast and vast, and it is in harmony with the heavens, and there seems to be no trace, but it seems to be everywhere.

Standing is not only the manifestation of the avenue in the world, but also the inexhaustible subtlety and inexhaustible mystery.

These Nine Netherworld Lands were originally a first-class fierce place, extremely vicious, not to mention mortals, even if they were cultivators who were not deep enough in the Dao, if they accidentally strayed into this place, within a moment or three, they would also be polluted by their bodies and souls and fall into the ghost path.

But at this moment, where the young man stands, it seems quiet and serene, all the viciousness is far away, and where he is stepping, it is the earth!

This is a realm that the black-armored demon has never seen and cannot understand, but it does not prevent the black-armored demon from knowing its power.

"Black ......, Black Mountain Old Demon!"

The black-armored demon said in a trembling voice, and the ghost body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Then, in the midst of this terrifying pressure, the black-armored demon suddenly let out a sharp and piercing roar, and then, the black-armored demon's ghost body exploded directly, and a black light flew out from the shattered ghost body, and fled towards the void at a speed far exceeding ten times that of the past.

This is not even the courage to make a move, and would rather give up the ghost body than to gain a glimmer of life.

At least among all the masters Wang Daoming has seen in this realm, the desire to survive of the black-armored demon is the most powerful he has ever seen, and there is no one!

"Huangquan Road! Lethe River! The flowers on the other side bloom in seven colors, and the flowers bloom and fall for a thousand years! ”

Looking at the black-armored demon who fled frantically, Wang Daoming was not busy, slowly possessed, and picked up a bright flower like fire from a place where it did not exist.

At this moment, the world changed!

From Wang Daoming's feet, with this as the center, the endless flowers on the other side bloomed, and the boundless sea of flowers surged in all directions, like a raging fire of purgatory, and even the dead ghost next to Wang Daoming also bloomed countless bright flowers like fire, and countless petals shouted one after another, flying all over the sky.

Magnificent.

But having already escaped into the void, the soul of the black-armored demon saw a magnificent and majestic scene, but it seemed to have seen some most terrifying thing, and let out a desperate roar.

In this sea of flowers, it seems that time and space have been reversed, and everything has become dreamlike.

In the center of the sea of flowers, Wang Daoming picks up flowers and stands, like an ancient god, where the sea of flowers goes, it is his kingdom of God!

At this moment, Wang Daoming resembled an ancient king, fireworks were flying, his voice trembled, time and space, everything was contaminated with the majesty and solemnity of the king.

"Black Mountain Old Demon, don't kill me, I am the shadow son of the Great Song Yin Dynasty, I can secretly take refuge in you and ...... for you"

In the face of this terrifying power, the black-armored demon let out its last struggle.

It's just that Wang Daoming didn't pay attention to him, and as the petals of the flowers on the other side continued to fall, the soul of the black-armored demon quickly dissolved, and it was silent in a blink of an eye.

With the demise of the black-armored demons, the sea of flowers on the other side also disappeared, looking at the petals that turned into countless points of light in his palm, Wang Daoming muttered to himself: "The rules of the underworld in this world are also interesting, the Shinto has collapsed, but the traces of the Shinto in the past have long been deeply integrated into the rules of the underworld!" ”

Since Wang Daoming killed the Evil Sword Ancestor, three months have passed, and in these three months, Wang Daoming has gathered countless evil ghosts to fight and fight, conquering one ghost city after another, not killing many masters.

Wang Daoming is not very clear about how much, after all, no one will remember how much bread he has eaten in the past three months.

At most, a few breads are particularly delicious to make an impression.

And relying on the fragments of various exercises collected by more and more huge forces, as well as the gains obtained by masters, Wang Daoming's cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds.

In just three months, he has a thousand years of mana, and the structure of chaotic mana is also changing again and again, becoming more and more profound and subtle.

The previous sea of flowers on the other side was Wang Daoming's knife test, using the mysteries of the Great Dao that he had comprehended from various underworld exercises, and attracted the rules of the underworld.

In Wang Daoming's view, the Shinto of this realm is very interesting, if it is said that the three thousand worlds are a hundred flowers blooming, then this realm is the supreme Tao, and the supreme avenue can be easily influenced by Shinto.

So much so that ordinary flowers in the underworld, such as the flowers on the other side, also possessed great power and turned into some kind of rule.

All this is because there are countless mortals who believe in the legend of the flower of the other side, and their thoughts are integrated into the Shinto, so the flower of the other side also has a power similar to that of the legend!

Wang Daoming has set up a heavenly court in several reincarnations to resist strong enemies, and he is no stranger to the power of Shinto, but the Shinto of the Three Thousand Worlds, Shinto is only a corner of the Great Dao, and it is impossible to affect the operation of the supreme Dao at all.

"The people of the Great Song Ghost Dynasty!"

Wang Daoming looked at the memories of the black-armored demons, and after deleting the useless parts of ninety percent of them, only some valuable information was left.

The underworld is very large, more than a hundred times the size of the human world, and the wasteland under Wang Daoming's feet now belongs to the extreme north of the underworld, barren and dead, which can be described as a real poor mountain and bad water.

If it weren't for the collapse of the Dao of God more than a hundred years ago, and even the many broken Dao soil and palaces fell into the underworld, giving the Northern Wilderness a little chance, Wang Daoming even wanted to collect a little incomplete Dao scripture chapter, which was an extremely difficult thing.