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After saying these four words, Jun Buxie paused, and then his tone suddenly became cold, like a cold iron gun in his hand: "I can only kill you first." ”

Suddenly, the sky seemed a little darker than it had just been, and even the sun, moon and stars could not be seen.

Even the sluggishest birds and beasts could no longer rest on their laurels, flapping their wings in horror and looking at the black sky.

It was pitch black, all the starlight and moonlight were swallowed up by the deep night, and between the mountains, it seemed that the underworld under the nine shadows could barely reach out and lose sight of the five fingers.

Han Ling'er watched the sky and the earth suddenly turn into darkness, her eyes were stunned at first, then gradually filled with shock, and finally turned into a thick look of disbelief, as if she had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

She looked at the sky in shock, at the darkness that shrouded the mountains, at Jun Buxie who gradually disappeared into the black, and her eyes widened.

"No way, this can't be!"

She shouted almost gibberish, "How could it be that you have already set foot in the Netherworld and mastered the true rules of the Heavenly Dao?"

Han Ling'er couldn't believe all this, but she couldn't help but believe it, because the aura of despair and coldness emanating from this darkness was the purest breath of the Netherworld, and the appearance of Jun Buxian submerging into the darkness was not the way to fight the rules of the Heavenly Dao between the Netherworlds?

But how could this be? It was just that Jun Buxie in the early stage of the Dragon's Eye Realm could possess this rich aura of the Netherworld? Why could he use the Heavenly Dao for his own use? Why did his aura never run out, and the strength almost overshadowed her?

The mountains trembled as if they were trembling with fear, and the peaks that reached into the sky gradually broke and fell into the basin, bringing with them puffs of smoke and snow, and rumbling.

The snow forest swayed from side to side, and the black that fell from the sky had an indescribable pressure, crushing all the dead trees to the ground, and one after another fell into the snow, like soldiers on the battlefield being harvested.

The craggy mountains and rocks exploded, and the birds and beasts that didn't have time to escape from this radius of a hundred miles exploded into a blood mist silently.

The only light under the sky dome was the shining white light around Han Ling'er who was standing in the snow, and he could barely see the surrounding scenery clearly.

But looking at her look, where is the slightest fighting spirit?

The breath from the Netherworld seems to be the absolute power of the king, and any cultivator who has not set foot in the Netherworld can knead it at will in front of the Netherworld powerhouse as if he is an ant, this feeling is like a mortal facing a dragon, or a grass man who is sincerely afraid to walk into the temple and see the emperor.

The air was very quiet, and it seemed that all life activities and wind and grass movements in those blacks had been frozen, as if there was a vast expanse between heaven and earth, and only Han Ling'er was left.

Jun Buxie's voice suddenly sounded: "This is a relic left to me by my father, since you are also going to die, I will naturally say that it is okay, and it will not make you die too confused." ”

His voice was very ethereal, and of course it was as cold as ever, as if it echoed between heaven and earth, echoing in every corner of the world, even if he escaped to the end of the world, he could not avoid his voice.

Han Ling'er's face was crazy, no longer charming and enchanting, and she bombarded all around.

However, the place that was flooded by darkness had long since lost any sense, and she panted and attacked continuously, but in the end she didn't understand where she was shooting.

"Before my father died, he put all his perceptions of stepping into the Netherworld, his strength and his small world, all into this jade pendant, which is a relic given to me by my father, and it is also the greatest treasure he gave me. ”

"Why did the Great Elder dare to let me, a junior in the early stage of the Dragon's Eye Realm, embark on the path of chasing and killing Li Molan alone, without even giving him any protection? Because he understands that I am invincible in the Dragon's Eye, if the power left to me by my father is opened, I will be a half-step Netherworld, and I also have a small world as the source of spiritual energy, and the power is inexhaustible, endless, where will there be danger?"

"Yes, you didn't guess wrong, if you say that this piece of Beihai, or even the entire Dao Domain, if you ask who is the strongest person under the Netherworld, then I am the only one, if I use this power, whether it is Li Molan, or Yu Huaji, or Chen Bufan, what are they in front of me? Whether it is you, or the Mountain Lord of Longqian Peak, or even everyone in the Dao Sect except for those two Netherworld Immortals, what is it in front of me?"

"I am destined to enter the Netherworld in this life, because this is the power and treasure that my father has passed on to me, and it is also the will that he has passed on to me. I will never use this power unless I have to, because it would be too unfair in the fight of the same generation, and it would make me dependent on this power, which I do not want. ”

"Therefore, almost no one in this world knows my secret, and the Netherworld is beyond the fate of the Heavenly Dao, and the hand left by my father cannot be easily calculated even by the Tianchen Dao people, this is my last reliance. ”

After saying so many words in one breath, Jun Buxie's voice stopped abruptly, a little abruptly, and he was silent in the dark world for a long time, and for some reason, he seemed unwilling to continue.

Han Ling'er said: "You are invincible in the dragon's eye? ”

Jun Buxie's voice sounded, still so calm and cold: "I'm just telling the truth." ”

Han Ling'er knew that he was telling the truth, but when she heard a junior who was a hundred years younger than her talking like this in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little too arrogant, so she sneered.

Seeing that Han Ling'er was silent again, Jun Buxian hid in the darkness, and said lightly: "Elder Han, I will give you one last chance, give in, or die, which one do you choose?"

In the face of absolute power, the weak have little room for struggle.

Han Ling'er had always felt that she was an absolutely invincible powerhouse in front of him, and it wasn't until this moment that she understood that the strongest disciples of the top sect were not vain after all, they had accumulated too strong, too mysterious, and too unknown heritage, and these backgrounds and hole cards even the older generation of powerhouses might capsize in the gutter.

She listened to the two choices, bit her lip, and remained silent.

She didn't look like a bewitching beauty, but like a young girl, standing there with her brows furrowed, as if she was making a very difficult decision.

After a long time, she burst out laughing.

"If you can kill the old lady, you can try it, the old lady was also peerless when she was young, you young man, don't get too carried away. ”

She said with a smile, smiling like a flower, beautiful to the extreme.

In the darkness, Jun Buxie said expressionlessly: "You can actually do this for him?"

He felt a little incredible, because he could see that Li Molan didn't have a deep friendship with this Second Elder of Long Qianfeng before, why could she pay the price of her life for him? What kind of magic did the plain-looking hosta that Li Molan handed her have?

Han Ling'er heard his salty voice, clenched the hosta in his palm hard, and then gently put the hairpin into his hair, rubbed it, and then put down his hand again.

"It's your business. Han Ling'er smiled charmingly: "What does the old lady love!"

With that, her hands kept pushing around, launching countless ripples like splashes, and those ripples collided in the void, launching indiscriminate attacks in all directions.

The more beautiful and moving her smile became, the more fierce her shot became, hidden under the seemingly soft ripples, it was an endless killing intent, full of the absolute end of the same fate.

Jun Buxie looked at her shot indifferently, and finally stabbed her with a shot.

With a snort, accompanied by the sound of clothes and blood flying, Han Ling'er pulled back, and a black iron spear from the darkness almost pierced her heart, although she dodged the fatal blow at the critical moment, but it also left a bloody hole in her chest that looked particularly terrifying.

The icy iron spear is like a poisonous snake that lives in the damp and dark places, waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

Jun Buxian's gun is here again.

Han Ling'er was fully guarded, and finally succeeded in fighting hard with the iron spear head-on, but the divine soldier emperor spear with a ghostly meaning was indestructible, where could she stop it?

She spat blood from her mouth and threw it to the ground, falling into the snow, her bloody right arm completely bursting, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

But there was still a smile on her lips.

There was no despair or fear of death in her eyes.

Yes, just calm.

In the darkness between the mountains, there were more and more gunshots back and forth, becoming more and more dense, and the scars on Han Ling'er's body were also more and more, more and more dense.

The blood and the blood were mixed together, and they didn't distinguish each other.

Countless ripples continued to explode in midair, but how could they resist the power of the Heavenly Dao rules of the Netherworld Aura?

There has never been the possibility of challenging the powerhouses of the Netherworld Realm, because the combat methods are already completely different, and the Yubei Immortals were able to do it five thousand years ago, also because he had comprehended the laws of heaven that belonged to him as early as when he was in the Dragon's Eye Realm.

In a basin surrounded by mountains, darkness obscures all view.

Only countless popping echoes could be heard.

All you can hear is the continuous sound of iron guns breaking through the air.

I could only hear the shaking sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

Suddenly, all movement stopped.

Is it over?

What happened?

The onlookers of birds and beasts haunted the surrounding hills, curiously observing the gradually dissipating black.

The darkness slowly receded, and the Heavenly Dao rules of the Netherworld gradually diffused into the light of the sky.

Starlight and moonlight shrouded the mountains and basins again.

Han Ling'er was half-kneeling on the ground, blood flowing out of her mouth.

A black iron spear pierced her back, piercing her heart and chest, almost pinning her to the ground, unable to move.

Jun Buxie stood behind her, silently watching her miserable appearance, and didn't say a word after all.

Han Ling'er had a miserable smile on the corner of her mouth.

There is no charm, no enchantment, it looks very helpless, very poignant, and faintly seems to be satisfied.

The landscape before her grew dark, and the blood-red color had already taken over one of her eyes.

Before she died, she still had the strength to rub the ordinary hosta on her head.

After all, it is the time of dying, but it is just a return to the light.

Han Ling'er muttered to herself, "Brother...... I came to see you in the underworld, and I don't know ...... Can you see my father and mother......

After saying that, she convulsed all over, and her bright red arm finally fell weakly.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

Gradually towards death.

She looked up and smiled. (To be continued.) )

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