Chapter 788: The Secret of the Netherworld

Chapter 788: The secret of the Netherworld was easily torn apart by Qi Lang, and the true qi of the body was torn apart. Ghost Ming couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"What a strong strength! He hasn't reached the immortal level, why can he still exert such a powerful power!" Ghost Ming was full of puzzlement.

I thought it would only take a few moves to defeat him, but I didn't expect that it seemed to be me who was going to be defeated now.

"Fortunately, there is one last move, this move Liang Xi is impossible for you to resist, even if you look at the entire Seven Realms now, there are very few people who can resist this move. "Ghost Ming slowly poured his water true power into the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword.

"Liang Xi, do you want to know what kind of place this is!Why am I here!" Ghost Ming suddenly raised his head and shouted to Liang Xi.

"Not interested. Liang Xi responded lightly.

Because they use real power when they speak, even if they don't speak too hard, the voice can still easily reach the other person's ears.

"Then I'll tell you. The corners of Ghost Ming's mouth rose slightly, he didn't believe that anyone would not stop when they heard this secret.

With a loud bang, the purple light blade on the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword erupted like a raging flame.

"This isβ€”" Ghost Ming shouted loudly, raising the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword high above his head.

At this time, whether it can be delayed until that time depends on this fight, so he does not dare to slack off at all.

Looking at the ice-blue light blade that was getting closer and closer, Ghost Ming instantly had the illusion that his whole body was going to be torn apart.

Holding the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword in his hand, it slashed down, and the purple light blade suddenly widened and elongated, turning into a huge purple light sword with a length of more than a hundred meters, and the sharp edge slashed towards the ice blue light blade.

This is the last real power he can gather!

Buzz-buzz-bang!

The air in the cavern made a muffled sound, and under the illumination of the light, it slowly parted in the direction of the battle between the ice blue light blade and the purple light sword.

A place with a complete vacuum suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The two blades of light collided in the air at once, and the collision of the needle tips against Mai Mang caused countless fierce cyclones to roll up around at once.

Snort!

Once again, the surface of the ground, which had already been shattered, was completely torn apart, as if there were countless long snakes rolling in these rubble, and countless stones were thrown into the air, and they were crushed into powder by boundless pressure in an instant.

"Open!" Liang Xi urged the water to be a true force, and the air was like a waterfall above the nine heavens falling, and the giant arc-shaped light blade roared down, and with a deafening sound, the entire cave floor was shaken down.

The purple light and the blue light shattered together.

The shattered rays of light shot out in all directions like countless sharp arrows, and the already turbulent cavern was full of brilliance, like countless fireflies flying rapidly.

Countless rays of light shone around the ghost.

These rays of light of varying lengths did not dissipate immediately after being cast on the ground, but condensed for a few more seconds before gradually dissipating.

Then the ground around him seemed to be filled with irregular spikes all at once.

Blue and purple are intertwined.

The ice-blue light blade was shattered, and Liang Xi only felt a stagnation in his chest, and a hint of fishy sweetness was faintly felt in his throat.

"My true power has really weakened!" Liang Xi's heart trembled.

Although this move did not exert ten percent of its strength, it was still a big step short of Liang Xi's prediction.

When he cast the Giant Lang Slash, Liang Xi had a feeling of powerlessness.

But this uneasy loss was soon occupied by the fury in the bottom of my heart.

The feeling of weakening true power only appeared in the bottom of my heart like a shock, and then disappeared without a trace.

Ghost Ming only felt as if his whole body had been hit by a boulder, his muscles and bones felt like they were shattered in an instant, his internal organs seemed to be squeezed together, a large mouthful of blood shot out of his mouth, and bloody arrows were also shot from his nostrils and ears at the same time, and his dark face was suddenly smeared with a layer of morbid fiasco.

The skin on the arms and legs was torn open one by one, and the tender flesh inside was clearly visible, and the whole person looked as if he had been fished out of the pool of blood for a while.

A piece of flesh had been shaved off from the temple, revealing a piece of pink bone inside.

Holding the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword upside down on the ground, Ghost Ming's whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground on one knee.

"Why does he have so much power before he enters the immortal level!" Ghost Ming's teeth were about to be chewed by him.

The temperature around him rose suddenly, and the red light pressed down from the top of his head with an incomparably oppressive force, and Ghost Ming's whole body trembled, and he slowly raised his head.

The red wheel of light filled his eyes at once.

Knowing whether he could hold on to that time, at this moment, Ghost Ming opened his mouth wide without hesitation, ignoring the tearing pain in his chest when he spoke, and said loudly to Liang Xi in mid-air: "Liang Xi, if you don't want to know what secrets there are about the twenty-eight constellations here, you can kill me!"

Speaking of which, the light wheel that felt the fall showed no sign of intending to stop, and the skin of Ghost Ming's whole body seemed to be imprinted on a soldering iron, and the pain made his entire face distort.

But even so, he hadn't given up the last glimmer of hope: "This is the Xuanyu Fantasy Realm, Emperor Ziwei-"

When he said the last few words, he was already shocked by the steaming heat and couldn't say a word.

The air in the lung cavity was squeezed out of the trachea, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe in more air, and the lung cavity was so painful that it seemed to burst, and the nostrils were full of the thick smell of blood.

Just when he was almost desperate, he suddenly felt as if the temperature around him was slowly dropping.

Originally, when he closed his eyes, he felt that his surroundings were as bright as day.

But now it seems to be slowly returning to its original gloom.

A hot wave slammed down from the top of Ghost Ming's head, and his back seemed to be poured with boiling oil, and the burning pain made him fall to the ground at once, and he almost fainted in pain on the spot.

However, Ghost Ming was pleased that Liang Xi really didn't kill him, just because of the words he desperately shouted out in the end.

The temperature around slowly recovered, and Liang Xi hugged Qingyue and landed in front of Ghost Ming.

Ghost Ming's whole body was covered with open skin and flesh wounds, and his back was full of scorched black and scorching bubbles, and the extent of the burns was almost unimaginable.

But his vitality is really amazing, and even so, he survived.

But because of the pain, his fangs pierced his lips, and his chin was covered in slimy blood.

Carrying Qingyue on his back, Liang Xi squatted down and looked at Ghost Ming with cold eyes: "Where did you just say this?"

"This is Xuanyu Illusion Realm-" Ghost Ming snorted bitterly, feeling the sharp mang that suddenly flashed in Liang Xi's eyes, he quickly held back the pain and added again, "Xuanyu Illusion!"

"Raise your head and look me in the eye. Liang Xi's voice sounded above Ghost Ming's head, with an unquestionable momentum.