Netherworld fire, burning to the extreme!

Yang Dingtian looked at the flames that penetrated the sky, this earth-destroying energy, and his heart was surging.

The Nether Ghost Emperor was still shouting, shouting frantically.

How should ordinary Xuanhuo be devoured? Of course, Yang Dingtian knew it, and he only needed to input Xuanqi into the Xuanhuo.

Because, when those Xuanhuo are blooming, although they have life, life is incomparably short, only a quarter of an hour from blooming to maturity.

Therefore, if it continues to survive, it must find a master for itself, and it must find a home for itself, and that home is the master's qi sea.

When the Xuanhuo enters the master's body and enters the master's sea of qi, it means that he and the master share a life. Then, its life is not just a short quarter of an hour, but a lifetime of possession and master.

These flames, no matter how powerful, are like babies, full of longing for their masters. So as long as there is a trace of Xuan Qi injected, they will pounce. Just like when you open your arms to a baby to hold them, many babies will throw themselves into your arms.

Of course, as the level of Xuanhuo increases, he becomes more and more picky about his master. Just like many smart and wary babies, they will only throw themselves into their arms when they meet a very, very loving, very good-looking person with their arms open.

However, at this time, the Netherworld Ghost Fire had not been devoured for 10,000 years.

If the two hundred years of Xuanhuo is a one-year-old baby. Then the Xuanhuo that has not been devoured in 10,000 years is already a fifty-year-old man.

Its heart is old enough, ruthless enough, cunning and ambitious enough.

It's like this Netherworld Ghost Fire, which has become the Netherworld Ghost Emperor!

Demon Spirits and Demon Fire. It has not been devoured by people for more than a thousand years, so a saint-level ice spirit has appeared.

The Nether Ghost Fire has not been devoured by anyone for 10,000 years, so it has completely become the Nether Ghost Emperor, and has a raging ambition, not only ruling the entire Netherworld Empire, but also breaking through the energy barrier of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor. To rule the entire world of Chaos.

Therefore, directly injecting a stream of Xuan Qi into the Netherworld Ghost Fire Body is already completely impossible!

Because, the Nether Ghost Fire already has a will of its own, and it is unwilling to be devoured by anyone!

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"Yang Dingtian, why don't you do it. The Nether Ghost Emperor sneered: "If you don't do it, this biennial Xuanhuo blooming will come to an end." ”

Yang Dingtian looked at this extremely strong Xuanhuo, and there was really a rush in his heart.

If. If you really input Xuan Qi into the Nether Ghost Fire, what will be the result?

Although the Netherworld Ghost Fire has become the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, the Xuanhuo is the Xuanhuo after all! The method of devouring the Xuanhuo should be exactly the same.

Perhaps, as long as you input Xuan Qi, you can devour this Netherworld Ghost Fire.

Perhaps, the Netherworld has been arrogant, shouting wildly. In fact, it is a kind of lustful inwardness. It was to make Yang Dingtian dare not enter Xuan Qi and dare not devour it.

Of course. There is also a result, that is, after devouring, it will be completely destroyed and the soul will be scattered.

Yang Dingtian's heart is getting more and more impatient! More and more crazy!

It's like standing on top of a cliff, and the bottom is full of light. Jump. Maybe you will be crushed! Perhaps, you will fall into heaven!

That's right, at this time, Yang Dingtian seems to be standing on top of a cliff? He can choose to jump or not to jump.

He could choose to input Xuan Qi and devour it. You can also choose to sit back and watch the Nether Fire go out. Completely lose this once-in-a-200-year opportunity.

Yang Dingtian's heart beats faster and faster!

It was as if standing on a cliff, struggling with reason and emotion.

Reason told him that he should not jump, and just sit back and watch the fire of the ghost be extinguished.

Emotion told him, jumping down, jumping down, maybe it was ashes, maybe it was completely devouring the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

Anyone at this moment will have a strong and incomparably strong urge.

Jumping down, it's a big deal!

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"Jumping down, it's a big deal!" Yang Dingtian's heart became more and more impulsive and intense.

Since coming to the Chaos World, he has been gambling, gambling. Each time, he gambled with his life, but every time he won.

Therefore, Yangding Tian created a miracle, and created a completely impossible miracle.

He went from being an outcast of the Yin Yang Sect to being the master of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the master of almost the entire human world.

Every time he gambled with his life, every time he stood on the top of the cliff, he jumped straight down!

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, and almost all his emotions instantly crushed all his senses.

Jump, jump!

Enter Xuanqi, devour, devour!

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The black back continues to go up.

Beneath the tower, the lonely and magnificent ghost town seems to have completely become his background.

The ghost city is lonely, but his back is even more lonely.

The ghost town is already incredibly dark.

However, his back is even darker.

He walked up slowly, step by step, without hurrying or slowing.

Finally, he walked to the end of the stairs, came to the top of the Netherworld Ghost City, and slowly stepped into the Tower of Babel!

"Yang Dingtian, your gambling in the past is because you have nothing, you are in a desperate situation, so you try your best! So, in the past, you thought you were a gambler, but you are not, you are a warrior!"

Hearing this voice, Yang Dingtian trembled violently and turned around.

It's a dark shadow!

It was a figure, but no shirt, no face! just a black figure.

Perhaps, he was originally invisible and did not exist zài, but it was too dark, so wherever he went, he became a black shadow.

It's as if he's a black hole in his own right. People saw him, not because they really saw him, but because he devoured all the light.

"But now, you don't have nothing left, and you're no longer in a desperate situation. So bet again and you'll lose out. Because you are no longer a warrior, you are a gambler!"

"You shouldn't be a gambler!

Yang Dingtian looked at this black hole-like shadow and asked slowly, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"I'm your closest person. and your most distant person. The shadow of the black hole said slowly: "But after all, we are still extremely far away, until there is a person who completely disappears!"

"I'm sorry, can you use clearer words?"

The dark shadow smiled, "We don't distinguish each other, we even mingle with each other. But. But we can never be in the same space, we are either the other! Just like darkness and light, we can never coexist. ”

At this time, there were two more figures, slowly entering the Tower of Babel.

These two figures are very, very familiar. Dongli Young Master and Wu Youming.

The two of them came to the main hall and slowly knelt down towards the black shadow.

"Dongli, meet my Creator Your Majesty!"

"Netherworld, meet my Creator Your Majesty!"

"May Your Majesty xià. Tear apart the law of fate in the universe, reign in chaos, and return to the universe!"

Dongli Young Master and Wu Youming are full of unprecedented sincerity, fear, admiration, worship, and faith!

Yang Dingtian knows who this is!

The Demon King asks the heavens, whether it's his distraction. Or his soul, or something else.

In a word. The shadow of this black hole in front of you represents the demon king asking the sky!

The black shadow slowly walked in front of Yang Dingtian and said slowly: "I have always wanted to see you, but I have never been able to see you. Now in this Netherworld Ghost Domain, a world where yin and yang are indistinguishable, I finally see you. Don't tear the space apart. Hundreds of thousands of miles away!"

"The Demon King asks Your Excellency. Yangding Heavenly Dao, the depths of his entire soul, were trembling.

Yang Dingtian looked at the black shadow in front of him! That's right, he was just a shadow of a black hole, with no facial features. There is no body.

He really came from hundreds of thousands of miles away, tearing through space.

"A certain god has chosen you to represent the light and make you the so-called master of the hidden sect. The Demon King asked the heavens and said slowly: "A certain god, more than two hundred years ago, also chose me and asked me to represent the darkness and become the master of the so-called Temple of Ten Thousand Annihilation. ”

So, another war of annihilation is about to start again. The cycle of reincarnation, which occurs once every 200 years or so, is about to begin again. The Demon King asked the sky and said slowly: "However, the truth is that the master of the previous generation of the Hidden Sect has become the Demon Queen. And the heir of the lord of the hidden sect has also become the princess peony. The most ridiculous thing is that the master of the Hidden Sect who replaced him could survive by my repeated orders, otherwise whether it was Li Ming, or Netherworld, or Dongli, he could easily kill you. ”

"Your Excellency Yang Dingtian, you are the opponent chosen by God for me, you are the Lord of Light who is destined to destroy me, why do you have to rely on my mercy to survive?"

"It's really not easy for me to be a demon king, I have to protect the life of my opponent with all my might, and I have to try to make him strong, so that he has the qualifications to be his opponent, lest the upcoming battle of destruction be too ugly and boring. The Demon King asked the sky and said slowly, "However, my patience will soon run out. I'm not going to take you as an opponent anymore, I'm looking at that god! the god who controls your destiny, the one who controls your destiny, the one who controls your and my destiny, the ...... The god who pulled you and me from another world!"

The Demon King asked the sky and looked up at the sky fiercely!

"God of the Chaos World! I don't know where you are, but I know you're everywhere!

"You are fate, or you are the master, I will tear you from the throne of God, trample you under my feet, and let you say to me: Hug ...... Apologies!"

Then, the Demon King asked the sky towards the Netherworld Ghost Fire, slowly bent down, and made a gentleman's salute!

"Your Excellency the Nether Ghost Emperor, hello. ”

Nether Ghost Fire was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "Hello from the Human Emperor of Chaos. May I ask you what is the important thing for you to come from afar?"

The figure of the black hole of the demon king asked the sky, slowly stretched out his hand, and said: "I tore apart time and space, a hundred years apart, hundreds of thousands of miles away, just to say to you...... hello！”

Hearing this English word, Yang Dingtian trembled violently!

"I don't know what you mean by those last two words, but I think they should mean kindness. The Nether Ghost Emperor said slowly.

"That's right, as the emperor of the Netherworld, and as the overlord of the Netherworld Plane of the Chaos World, of course I am full of kindness to you. The Demon King smiled and said, "Of course, in addition to that, I also want to declare war on a certain god in front of you!"

The Nether Ghost Emperor smiled slowly, "Is it a declaration of war? a certain god? is the god who imprisoned me in the Nether Enchantment?"

"There is only one God in this world, so we should be talking about the same God. The Demon King asked the heavens, "As the Lord of the Netherworld, you can be qualified to be a witness to my declaration of war!"

"Your Excellency Yang Dingtian. The Demon King Wentian gave a gentlemanly salute to Yang Dingtian, bent down and said: "The Lord of the Evil Demon Dao of the Chaos World, the Lord of the Temple of Ten Thousand Annihilation, and the Lord of the Dark Plane Wan Wentian, officially declare war on Yang Dingtian, the Lord of Light, and the God of Chaos behind you!"

Yang Dingtian didn't return the salute, just looked at the black shadow of the demon king asking the sky.

"I will step on the bones of your Yang Dingtian, the bones of everyone in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the bones of everyone in the Chaos World, tear the sky, tear him off from the divine throne, and trample him on the soles of his feet. Then, I will reign over the world, master the universe, double sun as eyes, double moon as pupils, step on chaos, hold the void in my hands, and dominate the universe!"

"Lord of the Nether Plane, Your Excellency the Nether Ghost Emperor, please witness my declaration of war!" the Demon King said slowly.

"As you wish, Your Excellency. The Nether Ghost Fire laughed, "The enemy of the enemy is a friend!

"No, no, no......" The Demon King asked the sky slowly: "I came from hundreds of thousands of miles this time, not only to declare war, nor just to see His Excellency Yang Dingtian. More importantly, I'm here for you. ”

"Coming for me?" the Nether Ghost Emperor smiled, "Then I really appreciate your friendship." ”

"No, not friendship. The Demon King smiled and said, "I am here to usurp your Nether Empire, I am here to usurp your Nether Plane, I am here to usurp your countless monarchs, countless lords, and tens of billions of undead armies!"

The Netherworld Ghost Fire suddenly shook violently, and the flames were raging, instantly rising to the top, and roared: "The Human Emperor asks the heavens! You actually broke into my territory, claiming to usurp my plane empire, you are really killing yourself!"

"Boom!" In an instant, the Netherworld Ghost Fire swelled violently a hundredfold, a thousandfold, and an incomparably huge flame figure crisscrossed the Ghost Domain for thousands of miles.

"You used to be very powerful, but in my eyes, you are still worthless. ”

"Since you are killing yourself, then I will fulfill you!"

"I decree as the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, a qiē monarch, a qiē lord, come to the Tower of Babel and eliminate a qiē foreign guest!"

The voice of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor instantly resounded through the Netherworld Ghost Domain for thousands of miles.

Suddenly, hundreds of saint-level undead monarchs, Shura monarchs. Thousands of half-saint-level undead lords, Shura monarchs, flew like meteors!

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