After hearing the question of this half-ancestor of the underworld, Dongfang Mo did not answer, but looked at this person with a somewhat calm face.

Seeing this, the half-ancestor of the underworld didn't have any nonsense, his palm stretched out, and he seemed to slash towards the purple-clothed imp who was thousands of feet tall.

A huge palm condensed by the law of death immediately slashed at the purple-clothed imp.

"Whew!"

With a roar, the purple-clothed imp raised his fist and slammed into the palm above his head that was condensed by the power of the law.

"Boom!"

Under this blow, the two laws of death exploded almost simultaneously, forming a circle of law storms.

If it weren't for the existence of space prohibition in this star field, this blow would have torn apart the spatial cracks in this place long ago.

But Rao is like this, when the two laws of death swing at the same time, the storm formed hit everyone's bodies, only to see the bodies of the underworld monks in all directions pop open, even the high-level cultivators, all of them staggered back.

Looking at Dongfang Mo again, under the impact of this law of death, he flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, his face was pale, except for the law origin vortex in the center of Yuan Ying's eyebrows, which was spinning rapidly, absorbing the law of death that hit him, the law of vitality he comprehended was like a fragile film, protecting him to death.

I saw the purple-clothed imp's raised fist, along with one arm, collapsed violently, and turned into a flood of sea water and sprinkled down.

Although it showed a terrifying strength, it was still inferior to the Half-Ancestor of the Underworld.

But in the next breath, the waters of the Stygian Sea below swelled up, filling its broken arm again, restoring it to its original state. Not only that, the purple-clothed imp took the initiative to kill the half-ancestor of the underworld.

Seeing this, the half-ancestor of the underworld raised his hand again and slapped it towards the purple-clothed imp, and under the latter's fist bombardment, the two collided again.

Next, I saw the purple-clothed imp who seemed to be immortal in the Stygian Sea, fighting wildly with the Underworld Half-Ancestor, although he would be blown up every time, but he always entangled the Underworld Half-Ancestor.

The violent movement caused by the battle between the two was so alarming that no one dared to approach it in a thousand feet.

Dongfang Mo, who saw this scene, did not hesitate at all, taking advantage of the absence of the Hades army around, his figure swept towards the top of his head.

The purple-clothed imp was able to drag this Underworld Half-Ancestor in a short period of time, so he was a good time for him to escape.

"I can't go."

It's just that the next moment, I heard the voice of the half-ancestor of the underworld echoing in the sky above the entire Stygian Sea.

"Buzz!"

Then in the Stygian Sea under his feet, a majestic aura of death emanated, and this aura of death made the entire space condense.

Then all the aura of death condensed towards Dongfang Mo and enveloped him.

For a while, Dongfang Mo felt a thousand jun plus his body, and under the shroud of this breath of death, he couldn't move.

Just when the situation was at the moment, there was a "buzz", and his mind suddenly went blank, and then a picture flashed out without warning.

I saw a young Taoist priest with sword eyebrows standing with his hands in his hands, standing in the air at the height of a vast ocean.

The vast ocean was as black as ink, tumbling and roaring and swaying a thousand feet, and around this person, there were hundreds of human figures. These people were all underworld cultivators, and judging from the cultivation fluctuations emanating from their bodies, they had reached the half-ancestor realm.

In the face of hundreds of Underworld Half-Ancestors, the corners of this young Taoist priest's mouth hooked, and then he waved his hand casually.

From the palm of his hand, the phantom of a small tree rose into the air. Then the small tree suddenly began to rise sharply, and in an instant it turned into a giant tree.

The giant tree continued to skyrocket, from hundreds of zhang, to thousands, then tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of zhang, and in the end, it was impossible to judge how big the giant tree really was with the naked eye.

This big tree gave Dongfang Mo a sense of familiarity, this tree was the same as the immortal root he saw in the cave blessed land of Taiyi Dao Palace back then, not only did it look the same, but even its breath was exactly the same.

It's just that the immortal roots he saw back then already looked like they were about to wither and die. And the immortal root sacrificed by the young Taoist priest in the picture is at the peak of his strength, and his body exudes a majestic vitality. Compared with the two, one is like an old man with half a foot in a coffin, and the other is a young man with strong body. It's like a cloud and mud.

As soon as this big tree standing up to the sky was sacrificed by the young Taoist priest, he saw this thing fall downward.

With a "boom", it smashed into the black sea that was still roaring. Then I saw the vigorous tree roots, like swimming dragons, bursting into the depths of the vast ocean and taking root at the bottom of the sea.

Next, the big tree trembled, and countless black sea waters, as well as the rich spiritual power, and even the law of death in the sea, were all devoured by this tree.

At this moment, it was like an angry roar, coming from the depths of the vast ocean. The sea seemed to have life, and it could be felt that its body was being swallowed by the tree.

"Buzz!"

The picture ended abruptly, Dongfang Mo's body trembled and he came to his senses, only to see a shock on his face.

Needless to say, the young Taoist priest in the picture is the ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty.

And this time, the appearance of the Sanqing Ancestor in his mind was clearly visible. Even he could see the appearance of those Hades Half-Ancestors before, and he still remembered it vividly in retrospect.

In Dongfang Mo's opinion, this is the reason for his strength, so the picture will be clearer. Thinking back then, when he was still in the Ning Dan Realm or even the foundation building period, he could only see a rough outline.

In addition, he guessed that the roaring ocean was the Stygian Sea of the Underworld nine times out of ten.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be said that the Sanqing Ancestor had been to the Stygian Sea, and it seemed that there was still a huge disturbance in the Stygian Sea.

After he woke up, he was still unable to move and was shrouded by the astonishing law of death.

And at this time, he also saw that the thousand-foot body of the purple-clothed imp had been defeated and retreated under the hands of that half-ancestor of the underworld, and the situation was precarious.

At this moment, after the half-ancestor of the underworld took advantage of the blow to knock back the purple-clothed imp, he turned his hand and slapped it towards Dongfang Mo.

"Boom!"

Almost instantaneously, Dongfang Mo was directly hit by a big hand condensed by the law of death.

If an ordinary monk were to face this blow, I am afraid that his body would directly burst into a blood mist. However, at the critical moment, in the law origin vortex of Dongfang Mo Yuanying's eyebrows, an astonishing force of law erupted, enveloping him.

This thing was like an invisible protective film, and when the big hand slapped on him, his body did not burst, but fell into the Stygian Sea below, like a small pebble, falling into the tumbling ocean without a single ripple.

At the moment when he was slapped into the Stygian Sea, Dongfang Mo only felt that his entire body was about to fall apart, with blood in the corners of his mouth, and he almost fainted.

And falling into the sea, this black ocean seems to have a strange suction force, constantly pulling him downward.

A kind of cold attacked, making Dongfang Mo feel like falling into an ice cellar.

At this time, Dongfang Mo also saw an incredible scene, only to see that around him, there were huge black spheres, suspended, and a trace of pure spiritual power was injected into these black spheres from all directions. And inside the sphere, you can see the figures of the underworld monks. From the bodies of these underworld cultivators, the cultivation fluctuations he felt were at least in the Infant Transformation Realm, and there were even many existences in the Dao Breaking Realm.

The sheer number of these black spheres makes the scalp tingle. It's like eggs, it's pregnant in the sea.

Dongfang Mo finally knew the intentions of the Hades Clan, and it seemed that the reason why they crossed the waters of the Hades Sea was to create a large army of high-level Hades monks closer to the monks of the three clans.

"Boom!"

When Dongfang Mo fell tens of thousands of feet, his figure smashed heavily to the bottom of the sea.

Beneath his feet was a black slate of the ground, and he couldn't see how vast the bottom of the sea was, because he couldn't see his fingers around him.

After thinking about it, Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a touch of madness, and he saw that he poured the law of vitality he comprehended into the dust in his hand. Then make an offering to the front.

"Click......"

After coming out, the dust grew in mid-air and turned into a large tree. Then the volume skyrocketed, from a few zhang to dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang, thousands of zhang, and then tens of thousands of zhang.

This scene is exactly the same as the situation when the Sanqing Ancestor was in the Stygian Sea, except that the Sanqing Ancestor at that time was facing the real Stygian Sea. Dongfang Mo, on the other hand, is facing a clone of the Stygian Sea.

With the trembling of this tree, I saw that a trace of spiritual power in the sea seemed to have received traction, and all of it gathered and sank into the big tree.

From a distance, this big tree looks like a terrifying whirlpool, and all the underworld power and even the sea water are all devoured and absorbed by those who come and do not resist.

Not only that, but at this moment, the silver branches of the big tree spread out in the sound of swishing, wrapping those black spheres.

Then the original pitch-black color of these black spheres gradually turned gray. Even those underworld monks in the sphere who had not yet woken up, their cultivation fluctuations began to drop sharply.

The scene became more and more terrifying, and in a moment the whole ocean felt like something was being felt, and the waves were tumbling violently.