Yang Xiuming was stunned for a moment and looked at the night god, this time, he was completely silent.

The god of night stared at the big jar, full of energy, as if he could give everything for this big jar.

Yang Xiuming said, "Your Majesty the Night God, what is polite, if you need it, take it!"

As for how much it will cost and what benefits it will be for, Yang Xiuming did not mention it.

Yang Xiuming didn't mention it, and the night god didn't say it!

He came to the big jar and swirled left and right, looking closely.

Suddenly, the night god grabbed the big jar and disappeared in an instant, returning to the night.

Yang Xiuming looked into the distance, and Shen Yuanqi said, "Just take it away?"

"It's okay, he's very creditworthy, there's no problem, the benefits are behind."

"That's good, that's no problem."

So the god of the night took the jar, and the next day the battle continued.

The two sides began to fight, and on the side of Nanchu, countless strange things appeared on the battlefield.

And the sect alliance also began to summon all kinds of Taoist soldiers, countless summoning spirits.

The two sides are powerful, each controlling the laws of heaven and oppressing the other.

There are strange soldiers who keep infiltrating and killing people.

Many assassins were killed in the Nanchu camp, silently, silently.

This is the assassin of the Wind Swallow Sect.

They killed invisible, even if the primordial infant turned into a god, there were examples of being assassinated by the other party.

They seem to have been born to live to be suicidal.

And in the Nanchu camp, countless huge furnaces appeared, and the smoke reached the sky, as if they were refining something.

This is the Dao refining of Han.

Under this refining, in addition to the weird, other soldiers appeared.

It's like a giant welded with steel, like a puppet spliced together with wood, like a scarecrow assembled from straw, it looks very simple, but its strength is the weakest element.

From time to time, there is a young general in white, driving a fierce beast, one person and one horse, charging towards the tens of millions of people of the coalition army.

What's even more speechless is that they are like wind and water, fighting into the big array, coming and going freely, and they are about to be surrounded, but they disappear inexplicably.

This is Shen Zhao's rush general!

They were extremely proud, all armed with guns, white clothes and spears, and rampant in all directions.

The other six tyrants have already come to support.

When Yang Xiuming saw those weirdness, he suddenly seemed to explode.

Countless memories of the young appeared, and when he came back to his senses, he had already killed in the weird, and a large area of weird deaths around him, killing thousands.

The war is so stalemate, it doesn't seem like there will be a certain amount of time, and the winner will not be decided.

Time passed little by little, and it was already seven days after the night god came to buy the big jar.

Another night, incredibly peaceful.

This night, the indescribable feeling, Yang Xiuming felt as if something was going to happen.

It was an indescribable hunch.

It's not just him, everyone has this feeling, on the side of the coalition army, there is great vigilance in the big array, and all of them are carefully prepared, maybe Nanchu will attack at night.

Under this vigilance, the god of night once again appeared silently.

Seeing it, Yang Xiuming was stunned, it had a feeling of transcending heaven and earth, independent of the universe.

"His Majesty?"

The god of the night said slowly, "I'll give you a reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The god of the night said, "Attention, come with me, and I'll take you to the realm of the gods!"

What God's Domain? Yang Xiuming hadn't reacted yet, and the night god had already made a move.

In an instant, time and space shifted.

Looking at the past, Yang Xiuming had already arrived in an infinite palace.

It's a world of night!

There is only night, and there is no light.

In this world, Yang Xiuming feels extremely comfortable and endlessly enjoyed.

"Your Majesty, what is this place?"

"This is my Divine Domain."

Just instantaneous

has left there countless galaxies beyond the edge of the universe.

The god of night said again:

"Nineth-order lifeforms, if you go one more level and advance to the tenth order, you can fly to the higher latitude world, that is, the immortal realm.

However, the fairy world is now in flames, and the fight is inextricable.

So, many beings choose not to ascend, but to stay in this universe.

If tenth-order beings want to continue to exist in this universe, they must build a divine domain.

The so-called divine realm is a self-universe that belongs to me.

Originally, I didn't have a way to build a god's domain, but from you, I got the Desolate Beast Blood Cave.

I used this to build the Desolate Beast Blood Cave, and only then did I advance to the tenth rank, and only then did I have today."

Yang Xiuming listened attentively, not only he was here alone, Zhang Yue, Fu Xialiang, and they were all here, and Zhu Tianrong was all here.

"However, this kind of tenth-order is not what I want.

After I got it, I knew that I didn't like it.

In the end, I decided that I had to take the orthodox path of ascension, even if the immortal realm was dangerous, I would also ascend to the immortal realm."

[The problem of slow update of new chapters is in the can.]

At the same time, take over all his cause and effect.

After that, I will fly to the immortal realm, and I will be the immortal Yeyang!

Directly join the immortal team, inherit all his qualifications, no one can use me as cannon fodder, and now I have a foothold in the immortal world!"

Yang Xiuming was stunned, this is a step into an immortal.

"You're no longer a god of the night?"

"Hahaha, my so-called god of the night, the night is real, I control the avenue of the night, the so-called god, just a title.

There is no corresponding cosmic title, Heaven and Earth Venerable, not the real God Emperor of the Night!

I didn't use the night god to absorb faith, nor was I worshipped by people, let alone set up temples and shrines, and organized divine cults, but just quietly sheltered the beings of the night.

Do you always feel messy and difficult to say when you call my god of the night, not as easy as calling out to the god of the Great Brahma?

Yes, exactly!

It may be my intuition that these will be obstacles to my ascension, so I haven't done it since I took control of the Night Avenue.

If I do that, I'll really become a god of the night.

After I ascend, there will be immortals in the fairy world, and if I continue to occupy the position of the night god, this is a battle for the Tao, and I will become a mortal enemy.

I can only bow to them, or fight to the death.

They have been in the immortal realm for countless thousands of years, and I am a newly ascended one who is their opponent.

Night Sun True Immortal, this is the best starting point for me!"

After speaking, the night god looked at Yang Xiuming, his eyes like a torch.

"Yang Xiuming, you are my lucky star, you have given me a lot of good luck, I must thank you.

But I really don't know what to thank you with, so I can't thank you anymore, I can only kill you!"

Yang Xiuming was speechless for a moment, what is this, Shen Yuanqi shouted, "Hurry up and take out the sword!"

"Kill this dog god!"

The god of the night laughed and said, "Just kidding."

"I still have something good to thank you for.

What do you think of my divine domain?"

Yang Xiuming was stunned, what do you mean?

"After I ascend, I will give you the authority to control the Dark Night Avenue.

From now on, you will be the master of the Night Avenue, and if you like, you can become the new Night God.

How about it, Yang Xiuming, my thank you gift, it's enough!"

Yang Xiuming is a little stupid.

He said, "I, the god of the night?"

"Yes, if you want, you can absorb the faith, erect a god statue, establish a god cult, ascend to the kingdom of God, and become a true god of the night, the god of the night!

In the universe, where there is light in heaven and earth, there will be darkness.

Those who have the night are your gods, your powers, and your kingdom!

If you don't want to, then you can be like me, self-cultivation, no faith, no cause and effect, not a god emperor.

It's just that he controls the dark night avenue, is free, is not worshiped by all beings and all spirits, and is not controlled by the heavens, earth, and universes, this should be called the Night Lord."

Yang Xiuming didn't know what to say.

That's a big gift!

But he still asked:

"This, I'm the Yuan Baby, can I master the Dark Night Avenue?"

"To be honest, it's a bit hard.

I'll give you all control of my Night Avenue, though.

However, you are only a primordial baby, and the realm is not enough, so you can only accept part of it.

There will be some permissions, spread in all directions, and be obtained by his night life.

They have permission to fight against you and devour each other until one side is defeated or surrenders.

In addition to this, there is another problem.

Even if I master the Dark Night Avenue, I don't completely control it, only ninety percent.

There is still a percent, which is controlled by some old antiques of the old times, some old monsters in the night, and some terrible nights.

When the time comes, see the opportunity, it will come out

Now, fight to the death with you and seize your authority.

However, fortunately, this is a battle for the control and understanding of the Dark Night Avenue.

The strength of your Yuanying realm will not affect anything.

You can avoid them, don't fight them, although every time you dodge, you will lose authority, but there will be some left.

They can't find your true identity, you cultivate silently, turn into a god for a thousand years, return to the void in ten thousand years, and when the time comes, regain these permissions.

That's your own business, I feel that with your strength, they are not your opponent!"

"Yang Xiuming, I dare to give it to you, do you dare to ask for it?"

Yang Xiuming couldn't help nodding, thought about it, and said, "I dare!"

"Hahaha, this is the Yang Xiuming I know!"

"By the way, Night God, Night Lord, which one will you choose in the future?"

Yang Xiuming said without hesitation, "Night Lord!"

"Hahaha, I knew that I was waiting for you in the fairy world, and when the time came, I would cover you with the night sun!"

"Hahaha, Your Majesty the Night God, isn't it a bit arrogant for the two of us to fantasize about running rampant in the fairy world before we have anything to do?"

"If we didn't have that faith, we wouldn't be where we are today!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The god of the night said, "I've made the arrangements.

I ascended first, and after I ascended, this divine domain lost its owner, and then my arrangement took effect.

The authority of the Dark Avenue that I control will be transferred to you.

No matter how you don't squeeze, you can get sixty percent of the permission of the Dark Night Avenue.

The remaining thirty percent are scattered across the universe.

Then the universe will fight in the dark, then I don't care, I don't know!"

"I understand!"

Yang Xiuming tidied up his robe and saluted the night god!

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the way!"

The night god also saluted Yang Xiuming!

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity!"

The two looked at each other and smiled again.

The god of the night said, "Time is not waiting for me, I am leaving!"

After saying that, he patted lightly, the big jar.

Boom, the big jar shatters.

And then in the middle of the big jar, a corpse appeared!

This corpse was in the form of a delicate immortal, but his legs were completely gone, his left arm was cut off, and half of his head was missing.

The god of the night bowed to him and said, "Fellow Daoist, please!"

The corpse raised its head and looked at the night god, and also returned the salute: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

And then the two, impressively one!

There was no night god there, no corpses, only the innumerable essence light.

Then in the essence of light, a person walked out, and it was the appearance of a beautiful immortal.

He looked around, let out a long breath, and said, "Finally free."

This is not a man, but a soul.

He looked at Yang Xiuming and saluted, and said:

"Thank you for your relief, can you lend me something?"

Yang Xiuming suddenly understood, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a streamer flew out, it was Jiuyang.

The power of this nine yangs fell on the other party's soul, and he seemed to be infinitely comfortable.

"Please also ask Taoist friends to see me off!"

Yang Xiuming immediately recited the scriptures:

"Dust to dust, dust to dust......

In this verse, the Qingxiu immortal was very comfortable, and he said:

"I, Qingyang, owe you a favor!"

Then he looked at the sky and said:

"Samsara, I'm coming!"

The River Styx appeared, cheering him on as if it were rushing endlessly, and he soared into the River Styx.

The immortal Qingyang was reincarnated.

And the essence light continued, flashing and disappearing completely.

The god of night appeared, looking at the sky.

He waved his hand gently, and in the divine domain, it seemed to open a large one

Kouzi, connected to the normal universe.

In the sky, thunder suddenly appeared, endless clouds rolled, and the tribulation came here, and the tribulation thunder appeared.

Bursts of whistling, cold tornado storms, whistling, dark clouds like the angry sea of wild waves will cover the sky, and like thousands of horses galloping, the clouds are undulating, in the blink of an eye, it has been pitch black, such as ink gloomy dark clouds, such as mountains and mountains, with the momentum of ten thousand jun to crush this heaven and earth, layer upon layer in the sky rolling endlessly.

But the god of night just smiled and said:

"I'm gone, too!"