In less than a few breaths, in the originally silent cemetery.

The grass swayed, the wind sang, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

The tombstones were quickly covered with white frost.

Within a radius of ten miles, the yin wind roared, and countless illusory figures seemed to appear in the dark night.

When the cold qi reaches the extreme, the heavens and the earth are instantly quiet.

Xiao Tian's hands changed the mark, and in the next second, like a river bursting its banks, the extremely dense netherworld aura around him surged towards him.

The first step to becoming a monk in the underworld is to absorb the energy of the netherworld into the body.

With the breath of the Netherworld, transform the physical body into an underworld, and then transform the physical body into the underworld.

The monks of the underworld are divided into nine realms: the underworld, the underworld, and the underworld.

In his previous life, although Xiao Tian was born according to the rules of death, he was born in the realm of the underworld.

However, because of this, the process of going from weak to strong is missing.

This is the reason why he is trapped by the rules of death and is unable to step into the imperial road.

Now that he has reawakened, Xiao Tian will rise from weakness and step by step to the top of the imperial road that he could not reach in his previous life.

The Heaven and Earth Destroying Netherworld Gong operated, and a large amount of Netherworld Qi was continuously absorbed into the body.

Behind him, the infinite netherworld aura converged, and an incomparably large black sword-wielding figure stood in the air.

After a few hours, the netherworld qi accumulated in this cemetery for nearly a hundred years was all absorbed by Xiao Tian.

Reopened his eyes, and the essence flashed, although he could not fully enter the realm of the underworld.

However, due to the Heaven and Earth Destroying Netherworld Skill, his strength was already enough to crush all the Netherworld cultivators.

Stretching out his fingers, he flicked the boulder more than one person tall beside him, and suddenly the whole stone shook slightly.

Then, the entire boulder was blasted to pieces by the terrifying force and scattered like water.

"It is worthy of the exercises deduced by relying on the rules of death, and the quality of the underworld qi is at least three times that of the same level."

Xiao Tian smiled with satisfaction.

"Click."

A subtle noise came out.

Because Xiao Tian absorbed all the netherworld qi here, this one was locked underground.

The guy with the ghost dragon personality has actually woken up!

"Peng!"

The solid ground was pierced by the white palms without the slightest blood, and the two palms clung to the ground.

Break free from the blockade of the formation and slowly crawl out of the tomb made of solid concrete.

"A hundred years, a full hundred years, He Ming, I want you to pay for your blood debts!"

With the man's roar, the pitch-black ghostly aura instantly diffused out and engulfed the entire cemetery.

His eyes glowed bloodthirsty, and he turned his head to stare at Xiao Tian, who was standing not far away, with a hint of hideousness on his face.

"Boy, even if you are unlucky today, use your blood to welcome the arrival of my Han Qi!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Qi rushed towards Xiao Tian like a cannonball, with a rolling ghostly aura.

However, Xiao Tian didn't react much to this, and the moment he rushed over, he raised his hand and slapped it.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Han Qi, who was extremely fierce, was slapped by Xiao Tian and flew nearly 100 meters, smashing at least twenty or thirty solid tombstones.

In the end, I lay on the ground and couldn't get up for half a day!

A sudden slap completely blinded him, and he lay on the ground doubting his life.

Footsteps sounded, and looking at Xiao Tian's figure walking towards this side, Han Qi felt an inexplicable nervousness.

He felt an unprecedented fear from Xiao Tian's body.

This is a kind of suppression from the depths of the soul, and it is certain that as long as Xiao Tian is willing, he can make him die with one finger, and there is not even a scum left.

"Two choices, either die or surrender."

"Han Qi is willing to surrender to Gongzi, and he also asks Gongzi to take him in."

The strong desire to survive made Han Qi kneel at Xiao Tian's feet for the first time.

For him, he has been sealed for a hundred years, and now he has just woken up and has a great revenge unavenged, so he doesn't want to die like this.

"It's still an acquaintance, follow this seat, and if you behave well, you won't be able to give you eternal life!"

"My subordinates understood."

For Xiao Tian, as an existence in charge of death, he will inevitably rebuild the Netherworld with the improvement of his cultivation in the future.

At that time, as the master of the Netherworld, it is naturally impossible to do everything by himself.

A monk with the Ghost Dragon Destiny Personality, if he is well cultivated, may not be able to suppress one side if he really grows up.

At this time, a white light had already lit up on the horizon, and since the cemetery was located in the suburbs, the two had to walk back to the city.

Although Lingcheng is only a small city, due to the suitable temperature and the beautiful scenery around it, there are not many high-end residential areas built here.

It is even said that many bigwigs in the Central Plains live here for the elderly.

Lingshui Park was built by the water, and with the wide Linghe River almost passing through the entire city, Xiao Tian took Han Qi to enter through the west gate and walk through the quiet forest towards the direction of the city.

"Bang bang bang."

"Kick your leg up half a foot higher, and you should exert force from your waist, and don't swing your arms around."

"Yes, that's it, keep practicing."

In the woods, the sound of a conversation came into Xiao Tian's ears, and at the same time, he felt a faint fluctuation of aura.

Suddenly, I walked over there with a lot of curiosity.

Walking through the woods, Xiao Tian saw a pair of ancestors and grandchildren practicing on the grass, and immediately shook his head in disappointment and prepared to turn around and leave.

However, Xiao Tian's shaking of his head happened to be seen by Chang Qing, who was swinging his legs and practicing, and he stopped and shouted with an unhappy face.

"Stop, I just saw you shake your head, could it be that you still don't look down on my strength?"

Facing his granddaughter Chang Qing's cold drink, Chang Tai, the old man on the side, turned around with a smile and walked to the side of the chair to sit down.

Obviously, he has become accustomed to his granddaughter's behavior.

"Inexplicable." Xiao Tian replied casually.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Chang Qing suddenly became angry.

Compared with her appearance and figure, what she is most proud of is the martial arts that she has practiced with her grandfather since she was a child.

Even the elite bodyguards at home are not her opponents, and at this moment, how can she not be angry when she is so proud of her martial arts is ignored.

"Say I'm inexplicable, I think you're plotting against you, don't say why you appear today, don't want to leave!"

Before the words fell, Chang Qing directly whipped Xiao Tian with a whip leg.

Seeing her actions, the flat-headed young man standing behind Chang Tai couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and said, "Miss's whip leg can't even be resisted by us, this kick won't kill anyone, right?" ”

"It doesn't matter, it won't hurt this talented and proud young man to suffer a little bit for his future growth."

When the two were talking, Chang Qing's legs like whips had already come to Xiao Tian.

However, in the next second, her long legs had been stopped by Han Qi, who was standing aside, reaching out his hand.

Chang Qing's eyes moved, and he turned around and kicked over again. "Two times, come again!"

As the master of the underworld, Xiao Tian controlled the life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings with a wave of his hand.

Even those immortal emperors who destroyed the world could only prostrate and bow down in front of him, for fear of accidentally angering him.

At this moment, such a woman who doesn't know life and death has repeatedly provoked him.