"Nine Secluded Underworld, fierce in the world, town!!" The lone fox was murderous and shouted.

The huge pen in his hand that reversed yin and yang, the tip of the pen was 3,000 zhang long, and there were 108,000 brush hairs, all of which were tied by immortal hair, and slashed into the air.

Every rune drawn by the lone fox remnant in the air is blessed on the suspended dungeon.

In an instant, the terrifying spatial power of the underworld distorted the entire sky.

Bang!

The underworld collapsed into the sky, and the vast corpse qi of the underworld rushed into the sky, setting off boundless destructive energy in the air, roaring and suppressing Han Xing.

If Han Xing is suppressed, he will definitely be beaten to hell!

Duhu had a vicious look in his eyes, stared at Han Xing, and laughed wildly: "Han Xing, you just have a little bit of Desolate Ancient Blood on your body, even if you become a Desolate Ancient Chaos Xuanjin Holy Body, what can you do? Suppress it like this! No matter how strong you are, you can't be stronger than the mirror image projected by the Origin Mark of the Underworld, this is a real hell condensed by the Yin Qi of the Underworld! Today, I will use it to destroy this heaven and earth, so that I will take charge of this realm! Now, I will send you to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

"Your grandmother's, you are arrogant, a wisp of broken remnants of the underworld, you dare to take it out, I don't believe in Lao Tzu's whip, and you can't break your underworld made by the laws of the underworld!"

Han Xing knew that the other party knew that he had a whip in his hand, and in this case, he dared to use the Netherworld as a magic weapon to suppress himself, which must be relied on.

The underworld is the pinnacle of the netherworld, and even the projection is not trivial, it is not something that can be cracked by ordinary magic weapons, and the three thousand weak water just now is an example.

But in the current situation, a dead horse can only be used as a live horse doctor, and try it with a whip first!

"No matter how powerful the underworld is, it is also composed of hundreds of millions of evil spirits, and the Divine Whip is its nemesis, look at the whip!" Han Xing suddenly roared, and used all his strength, rotating the withered vine wooden whip, struggling to split the heavy and tumbling evil qi like a cloud, and suddenly pumped on the suspended underworld.

Rumble!

There was a loud earth-shattering sound, and the energy of the underworld qi fluctuations that was beaten suddenly reversed, and the huge violent qi suddenly filled the four directions like an ocean.

However, in the next moment, these dark qi turned into a blood mist in the sky, and a burst of qi and blood churned, condensing into an endless army of fierce gods and evil gods wearing armor and holding bronze Changge, and rushed out.

"The immortal underworld, it has not dispersed yet, kill!" Han Xing did not retreat but advanced, the Dao robe on his body was drummed by the battle power and burst into a dazzling Xuanguang, and the whip in his hand was like a galaxy across the heavens and the earth, directly collapsing into the sky.

In an instant, the entire dark qi cloud on the surface of the underworld continued to crumble, and the incomparable Yin soldiers were smoked into wisps of black smoke in the blink of an eye, and not even a fart was left!

As soon as he succeeded, his confidence in the whip was immediately restored.

Han Xing's momentum soared, and he shouted: "Duhu remnant, just because you also want to subvert this world, you are not qualified, watch me use the whip to purify your dark underworld into a bright world!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang

Han Xing's attack power is peerless and domineering, he fights hard, and the whip opens and closes, churning like a dragon, and for a while, the power is monstrous.

Group after group, piece after piece of fierce ghost yin soldiers, were smashed by the whip like chopping melons and vegetables, and the terrible screams resounded in all directions, and the tragic evil aura was overwhelming.

You are stronger than him, and a situation that Han Xing did not expect appeared......

"Boom"

The power of the underworld flowed, and the black mist burst into the sky, and the Yin soldiers and ghosts that rushed out of it seemed to be endless, the first batch fell, and the latter group stepped on the sea of corpses of the previous batch, like the surging tide of the Yellow Spring, and continued to surge forward.

Han Xingkong has a whip, and he can't kill it at all!

"Damn, sure enough, it's ants that bite the elephant to death! If it weren't for the endless slaughter and the surging Yin soldiers who protected the underworld, it would have been torn apart long ago...... The underworld is really weird, and it's hard to understand......" Han Xing's eyes gradually became fearful.

Brush!

Han Xing opened his eyes to see why he was clearly whipping the gods on the underworld of the underworld, but it felt like he was hitting the void of the underworld, which was like drawing a knife and cutting off the water, with nowhere to focus.

Suddenly, Han Xing found that what the Divine Whip had dispersed was only a pitch-black black aura, and after it was shattered, it didn't take long for him to reunite as a Yin Soldier and a Mortal General.

It is this endless aura that has formed a layer of enchantment above the underworld, and if you don't break it, if you don't break it, it's impossible to smash the underworld!

As long as the underworld is not broken, Duhu does not have to be afraid of beating the whip at all, this is his dependence!

Duhu borrowed the yin and yang pen in his hand to hook the law of the underworld avenue and form his own immortal realm!

"No wonder this dog thief has no fear, he is not afraid of beating the divine whip at all, it turns out that he is suppressing me with the help of the Great Dao of Spiritual Power, if he continues to fight like this, no matter how strong his divine power is, there will always be a time when he will be exhausted, and it is really himself who cannot die!" Han Xing gasped.

Han Xing was frightened, his face was a little pale, he took a step back, and secretly thought to himself: "It's not good, I can't support it for too long, I have to think of a way as soon as possible, otherwise the pressure of the underworld will come down, and I will never be lucky to survive......!

He was anxious in his heart, and he used all his strength to feed, and with the greatest strength, he moved the whip wheel.

Hitting the divine whip seemed to be opening the heavens and the earth, and on one whip knot after another, the ancient runes began to flicker, emitting bursts of roars, and the divine light skyrocketed, shooting out a piece of fairy light.

This whip went down, splitting the Yin soldiers of the brigade alive, and with one whip, it swept away thousands of Yin Spirits.

With a "boom", the whip moved the dungeon and bounced back into the sky, almost breaking away from the control of the lone fox.

It's hard to believe that he can shake the underworld with his own strength. The lone fox gritted his teeth and plunged into the underworld.

He stood on the highest peak of Yin Mountain, his black hair was scattered, his whole body was red, and his fierce and violent aura was even stronger, as if the Demon Lord of Yama had descended.

The whole person of the lone fox is like a madman, the yin and yang pen in his hand, the sky painted is undulating like a vast sea, and more rolling dark qi is drawn from the underworld, surging in all directions, like a net of death covering the bottom.

Rumble!

The underworld is like a yin mountain across the sky, emerging from the dark clouds and black fog, and Mount Tai is about to fall like a top.

Han Xing was struck by lightning, and at this moment, he couldn't dodge, and the suppressive power of the underworld made him a little suffocated.

"Resist me!" Han Xing roared, the whip in his hand magnified to the thickness of a mountain, and he resisted the underworld to prevent it from falling.

However, the underworld was too strong, and the whip was about to be broken, so Han Xing could only quickly retreat back.

Oh!

At this moment, with a burst of Yin Wind and Dark Qi, dozens of Yin soldiers and ghosts rushed down first.

It turned out that these fierce ghosts and fierce spirits didn't know how many years they had been suppressed in the underworld, but now they suddenly smelled the smell of human flesh and blood, and they couldn't resist the temptation, so they jumped down and rushed straight to Han Xing before the dafu landed.

All the ghosts roared in unison, as if a yin thunder exploded on the ground, and all kinds of swords, guns, swords, and halberds condensed by the ghost power of the underworld qi turned into a group of strange swords and slashed towards Han Xing.

"Grandma's, I didn't expect that the ghost generals of the Netherworld Mansion are weak in the flesh, but their divine cultivation is so high, if it is an ordinary fight, it is those monks of the human-level War Emperor and the Heaven-level War Emperor, and they can't please these Yin Ghosts, and they are not their opponents at all!" Han Xing was very surprised when he saw this scene.

Han Xing's side used the Whip to reach the underworld to slow down its falling speed, so that he couldn't pull out the Whip to sweep away these bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Seeing these fierce ghosts rushing up like a landslide and tsunami, in desperation, he could only seal with one palm, and incarnated into a lion mark outside the party.

"Boom"

Han Xing's big hand covering the sky, like a lion-shaped mountain, suddenly slapped over.

The terrifying blow caused these Yin soldiers and ghost generals to let out a terrible scream, and the ghost body was pierced, turning into a monstrous demonic aura and scattering in all directions.

"Hmph, these ghosts are transformed into huge yin ghost powers, they can't be killed, the whip is restrained by the underworld, and if you lose it, I see how you go against the sky!"

Sure enough, the black mist that had been dispersed was strangely regrouped and formed, and the illusion of the Yin soldiers and ghost generals became more and more condensed.

There are more and more Yin soldiers and ghosts, and the power they exude is even more powerful than that of Fang Cai, and there are hundreds of thick demonic flames and ghosts, forming a ten thousand demon bodies, just like heavenly ghosts, with a roar, and frantically attacking.

"Boom"

Endless ghost power erupted, and the world-destroying level fluctuations spread out, far beyond the extreme power that Han Xing could currently resist.

He finally understood that although the underworld was dead, it was a universe, and even if it was a microcosm of the projection, it was definitely not something he could compete with!

Han Xing was almost desperate, he was already tired and began to cough up blood, and if he continued to fight, it would be one word, death!

"Grandma, Lao Tzu has a lot of magic weapons, I don't believe that I can't find a secret treasure that can suppress the underworld!" Han Xing was unwilling, he struggled to support it, and while he was anxiously turning his black eyes and thinking: "What is it good to use......"

He thought about it, then shook his head, definitely not!

The burial nail is okay to fight alone, and it is used for group fighting, how can a nail kill the ghosts that are surging up like an ocean?

You can't use the three fingers of Soul Eater...... Under the watchful eye of so many ghosts, I am afraid that the three fingers will not kill a few fierce ghosts, and I will hang up first!

In desperation, Han Xing quickly retreated, reaching out and fumbling in the storage bag, hoping to find a blade with a special purpose to use to slash the vast army of Yin Ghosts formed by this immeasurable demonic energy.

Almost at the same time, hundreds of bronze and iron spears came over like hedgehogs......

Rao is Han Xing is the Ancient Chaos Xuanjin Holy Body, and ordinary swords can't hurt it, but when he received such a strong blow in an instant, he couldn't help but feel his qi and blood surging to his throat, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out more than three feet high.

At this time, Han Xing couldn't care so much, his hand felt something in the storage bag and dragged something out, and suddenly waved it out.

"Damn, pull out a footcloth...... It's a dead ...... now," Han Xing's face changed greatly.

Suddenly, Han Xing was stunned and opened his mouth wide......

For some reason, the dense and ocean-like copper iron spear that rushed towards Han Xing was reversed and shattered......

"Haha, how did I forget this stubble!" Han Xing's heart moved, and then he laughed and said, "It's not a footcloth...... Be...... The Shroud ......! Duhu Cripple, your time of death has come!"

In the Burial God Heaven Domain, Han Xing got a talisman from the old man surnamed Jiang in addition to the Divine Whip.

When this talisman unfolded, it suddenly became thousands of shrouds!

"Okay, today Lao Tzu will use the shroud vs the underworld!"

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