Wang Calamity appeared silently, he was here for a moment, the infinite calamity qi was absorbed by him, and his aura swelled for a while, and finally reached the eighth peak level, and there were many calamity qi.

He used this to hit the ninth level, but unfortunately failed.

Even so, his cultivation had reached an absolute peak!

He stared at the ruins for a few breaths, then turned and strode away.

However, for some reason, he looked back again, and in his eyes, the howling boy seemed to touch his heartstrings.

Even if tens of millions of people are skinned in front of him, he will laugh at the king calamity, and at this moment, he is actually tugged at the heartstrings.

He strode up to the young man, looked down at him and said in a deep voice, "Crying can't solve anything, do you want to have the power of revenge!"

The young man looked up, his eyes were red, and his hideous expression looked terrifying, as if he was like the most terrifying demon king in the world, and he struggled to get up and looked directly at the king.

Wang Cao was instantly moved, this young man was obviously just an ordinary person, and the look in his eyes actually gave him a terrifying feeling.

This kind of determination, this kind of will, if you step into the path of cultivating gods, I am afraid that you will become an absolute demon king!

Wang Xuan smiled.

I only heard the young man say in a cold tone: "Can you give me the power to take revenge?"

Wang Xuan sneered: "I don't have that kind of power, but I will give you the opportunity to have that kind of power!"

The boy gritted his teeth, and his mouth began to bleed, his hands had already been worn out by himself, but he seemed to have no sense.

He gave one last gentle glance at the place beside him, and then, turning his head, the only thing left in his eyes was the fire of vengeance burning brightly.

"From today onwards, I'm called, Hatred!"

"Hahahaha~" Wang Xuan smiled cruelly: "Hatred, hatred is good, hatred is the source of disaster, you are good, very good!"

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Within the endless abyss, there is no end here, but Lang Qian cracked a crack in it and entered the unknown land.

There are infinite Mengbeasts here, but Lang Qian is fearless, her combat power is skyrocketing infinitely, and the powerful Mengbeasts are not her enemies.

A year has passed, two years have passed...... Ten years have passed, but Lang Qian is still killing endlessly.

Suddenly, Lang Qian stopped killing, and the beast kept running, Lang Qian's killing intent was almost condensed into substance, they had already been running away, but Lang Qian had been chasing behind.

"No effect?" Lang Qian muttered.

With a sword, a blood-colored sword aura turned a giant horse the size of a star into two halves, which also confirmed that she had no induction error just now, and the coffin behind her was no longer absorbing white light.

Lang Qian pushed it open and looked at it, and the white light and the black light were equal to each other, and the two did not give in to each other.

Lang Qian smiled and muttered, "Is it coming back soon, Brother Yijiu!"

However, killing these beasts had no effect, which made Lang Qian a little overwhelmed.

"Where should I go next?" Lang Qian muttered.

The killing sword in her hand was bright red and almost dripping blood, ten years of endless killing made this sword stronger, I don't know how much, but it knew that the person holding it was the strongest!

Lang Qian fell into deep thought, she really didn't know where to go when she knotted.

"If it were you, what would you choose?" Lang Qian muttered.

Suddenly, Lang Qian thought of an absurd solution.

She took out a piece of iron, which was ordinary, with only four sides, and was engraved in four directions.

She remembered Wang Yijiu's words, "If you don't know where to go, use this to decide!"

Lang Qian waved her hand, without using any miracles, and the piece of iron fell on the sword she was holding, and the word "east" pointed towards the top.

"Facing east!" Lang Qian murmured, "Brother Yijiu used to say that he came from the east!"

All the way to the east, but only a million miles, Lang Qian found an abnormality.

There was a rift here, and a cold breath was coming from it.

Lang Qian's divine sense penetrated into it and exclaimed, "Netherworld!

Airplanes~

The crack widened, and a pitch-black ghost came out, and he was stunned when he saw Lang Qian.

However, as far as the things of the poisonous Netherworld are concerned, Lang Qian has always been unrelenting.

She struck with her sword, and with one fell spree, the darkness turned to ashes.

This Netherworld is also the existence of the Netherworld Realm, but it can't even resist Lang Qian's attack.

The Netherworld refers to all the existences above the corresponding Heavenly Spirit Realm as the Hades God, but the difference in levels is similar to that of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Later, the existence of the Netherworld appeared from the crack, and Lang Qian kept killing him.

Because of the slashing of the Netherworld, the black gas in the coffin behind him has decreased.

And the white light was strong, and he vaguely saw Wang Yijiu's body.

Lang Qian roared, and in the end, he directly entered the netherworld.

She shot with all her might, regardless of anything, and at full strength, there was no enemy general.

She had slaughtered all the Netherworlds of an entire continent in a dozen breaths.

At this time, the supreme existence of the Netherworld made a move, but as soon as it appeared, there were seventeen, and their realms were all the eighth level among the Hades, corresponding to the ninth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm in the Holy Spirit Realm!

Seventeen of them shot together, but the power was shattered.

Lang Qian began to lose money, but her combat power began to skyrocket again, and it really never ends!

The darkness changed color, and they exclaimed: "Could it be that this person's physique is the "Tiangang Battle Body" corresponding to the "Heavenly Demon Battle Body" of the adult!"

"No, I'm about to lose it, so call my lord!"

"Boom!"

In the next moment, an endless ghostly light appeared, a huge pitch-black figure appeared, he saw Lang Qian at once, and then carefully stared at the coffin made by the Eternal Divine Wood behind Lang Qian.

He made a move, pressing one hand towards the Holy Spirit Realm and the other towards Lang Qian.

"Stop!" Lang Qian shouted, but she was suppressed by the big hand, and she could only resist it even if she tried her best, where was there any strength left.

When she saw the owner of the big hand pressing towards the Holy Spirit City, there was already a look of despair in her eyes.

However, in the next instant, a white light pierced the Eternal Divine Tree, and even pierced the pitch-black hand.

He ached as a white light shot towards his brow!

He stopped in an instant, and withdrew his hand towards the Holy Spirit City, resisting the white light!

He is none other than the Nine Demons, and his Lord Will wakes up from his slumber, only to find that the person he attacked has actually come back to life?

"You two, neither of you can leave!" the Nine Demons sneered.

As long as I kill you, then the Holy Spirit Realm is really at your fingertips!(To be continued.) )