Chapter 535: The Madness of the Netherworld

"Eternity!"

Chu Tiance suddenly opened his eyes, and an incomparably strong coercion descended.

In a trance, Chu Tiance seemed to jump out of the void, transcend time, and hang on the long river of time, indifferently looking down at the flow of time.

"The eternal true meaning of the Extreme Realm! This secret realm is really extraordinary, it seems that you will refine you, and the harvest is still beyond the limits of my imagination. ”

A trace of shock rose in the eyes of the Netherworld, he had already repeatedly checked Chu Tiance's information, but he had never heard of Chu Tiance's achievements in eternity. At this time, he comprehended the eternal true meaning to the extreme realm in one fell swoop, and even did not experience the stage of the eternal true meaning of the true realm at all, obviously in this secret realm, he got a great opportunity.

Chu Tiance's long sword slashed, and a vast mountain and river quietly emerged.

The eternal meaning is like the rising sun, and the light erupts out, shining on the endless mountains and rivers.

A vast sword curtain quietly condensed, and slashed out violently in the face of the strength of the three of them joining forces to attack.

There was a loud bang, the swords collided vigorously, and Chu Tiance's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he retreated wildly.

The three powerhouses of the Tibetan Realm joined forces, among which the Netherworld was the leader in the middle of the Tibetan Realm, these three powers were integrated, almost comparable to the late stage of the Tibetan Realm, and in an instant, Chu Tiance only felt that the true yuan was boiling, the blood veins were evaporating, the five were burned, the bones were shattered, and there was no place in the body that was not in severe pain, and there was no place in the body that was not sluggish, and the blood in his mouth was like a blood arrow, shooting out.

"He's not dead!"

A black-robed warrior's eyes widened, and his voice was filled with unbelievable shock and horror.

At this moment, the sugar ball suddenly shook its shape, and its natural supernatural power instantly activated, jumping out of the void and suddenly appearing next to the Blood Altar.

The majestic golden body exploded in an instant, and a mighty and endless domineering fist suddenly condensed.

"It's not good, that spirit beast wants to destroy the Blood Altar, this is the key to Master's further progress!"

A hint of nervousness rose in the eyes of the Netherworld, and he let out a low roar, and the two Returning Treasure Realm martial artists beside him burst back at the same time.

The three of them this trip, killing Chu Tiance, refining the origin, and seizing the opportunity were just unexpected additional rewards.

And it was their real "business" to melt all the infinite flesh and soul power accumulated in the Blood Altar, especially the rich Qi Luck, into the Blood Yuan Bead and bring it back to the Ghost Mist Mother-in-law. If this thing is not done well, even if Chu Tiance is killed and the opportunity is obtained, unless he escapes from Yuanlong Star immediately, there is only one way to die in the face of the anger of the Ghost Mist Mother-in-law and the pursuit of the entire Netherworld.

"Don't worry, it's just a four-grade spirit beast. ”

"The bloodline of this spirit beast is miraculous, refining its bloodline origin, but it is a windfall. ”

The two looked at each other, without the slightest panic in their eyes, but with a faint hint of greed.

The spatial supernatural power is extremely rare in Yuanlongxing, and it is almost only seen in the rumors of the classics.

If you can refine the bloodline origin of the sugar ball, even if you only have a trace of spatial supernatural power, it will definitely be of great benefit to improve your combat effectiveness, especially your self-protection ability. Black mist shrouded his body, and the black robe was like a blade, like a wing, like a wind, like a giant axe, suddenly tearing through the void and rushing towards the sugar ball.

The strength of the two Dao Sen Ran was like two huge chains, one left and one right, intertwined towards the sugar ball.

"Mountains and rivers are eternal!"

Chu Tiance suddenly let out a long roar, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out wildly.

The sword was agitated, and the eternal brilliance of endless mountains and rivers filled the void in an instant.

"This is! this is the Tongyou Sword Technique, how is this possible, how the is this possible!"

The Netherchild almost stared out his eyes directly, and even couldn't help but burst out of his foul mouth, and the peace that Zhizhu was holding before, was completely defeated by extreme shock and greed in an instant. He never expected that at this moment, Chu Tiance would actually slash out a sword skill that had reached the realm of seclusion, and for a while, time was silent, space was stagnant, and there seemed to be only an endless eternity between heaven and earth.

The secret martial arts is the supreme inheritance in the true sense.

In the five major sects, only the Supreme Elders who have reached the Divine Fire Realm are qualified to come into contact.

The top forces of the idle world, even the high-ranking families with the True Martial Realm, concluded that it was impossible for them to have a true Tongyin Rank Martial Arts.

Any volume of Tongyun martial arts, even the most mediocre and simple use of Tongyun martial arts, will cost more than a thousand top-grade spirit stones.

One thousand high-grade spirit stones is one hundred billion lower-grade spirit stones.

But in fact, it is impossible for anyone to exchange the upper grade spirit stone for the lower grade spirit stone.

Even the best-quality medium-grade spirit stones are almost impossible to exchange for medium-grade spirit stones.

The top-grade spirit stone, in the Yuanlong Star and even in the nearby vast and boundless star field, is the highest level of hard currency, and it is a symbol of supreme power.

Don't say that it is the Netherworld, even if it is the Ghost Mist Mother-in-law, even if it is the entire Netherworld Palace, if you know that there is a secret martial art in this Shanhemen, you will do your best, even at the expense of fighting with the top forces of Zifeng City.

The martial arts of the Tongyin Rank have reached the top of the Yuan Dragon Star.

There is even a glimmer of possibility, which can make the supreme power take the last step and reach the inexplicable supreme realm.

The five major sects, each of which has a handful of martial arts skills.

Each volume is the treasure of the sect, the foundation of the sect, and the pillar of optimism.

If you can get a scroll of secret martial arts, the reward of the sect is simply unimaginable.

The Ghost Son stepped out, his hands sealed, and a black mist like an angry tide suddenly dispersed.

In the depths of the black fog, countless faces crying, roaring, screaming, or struggling, ups and downs, pain, despair, misery, cruelty, and infinitely strong negative emotions are constantly converging. In the next moment, the infinite black mist turned into a long knife, facing the sword and slashing out.

The sword qi collided, and there was a loud bang!

Chu Tiance's body shook and retreated wildly.

His back slammed against the mountain wall, and blood spurted out.

However, almost at the same time, his left hand suddenly swung out, and two brilliant golden spears shot out suddenly.

"The power of the middle stage of the Hidden Realm, quickly dodge!"

The Shadow Son raised his eyebrows, and first the black mist narrowed and protected his body, only then did he suddenly realize that this blow was not coming at him.

But this momentary hesitation doomed the fate of the other two.

The two black-robed early stage warriors of the Tibetan Realm were rushing towards the sugar ball with all their might, never expecting that someone would suddenly attack their vests.

In the next moment, two terrible screams suddenly sounded, and the fierce and sharp spear slammed in, and the two Netherworld Hall warriors in the early stage of the Tibetan Realm instantly turned into solid ice, and were immediately shattered, and the flesh and blood fragments as fine as ice ballast, diffused with a cold and bone-chilling breath, were scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, a violent popping sound suddenly sounded.

The blood-colored altar, under the power of the golden fist, was completely shattered.

(End of chapter)