Chapter Ninety-Three: The Fragments Are in Hand
In fact.
Many powers, clearly sensing their own cultivation and improving their strength, have made them full of motivation.
Whether there are rumors or not is irrelevant.
Moreover, I don't know if the powerful ghosts have been killed too much, or because of their increased strength, it has become easier to kill the ghosts intuitively.
Of course, only the top powers have such ideas.
The power that is slightly inferior, although it will not end up, it is also rarely gained.
They don't have the strength to be alone, so they can only follow behind the rest of the powers, picking up some ghosts that have slipped through the net.
From time to time, they will also feel that those powerful and contemptuous eyes in front of them can bear this grievance, and they suddenly have the intention of retreating.
Just in time.
Among the many small ghosts, a powerful ghost suddenly burst out, staring at the many powerful beings besieging and breaking out.
Far faster than those retreating powers, he rushed towards the blood-colored portal.
In this regard, many powers are indifferent.
They don't know anything about the Netherworld, and they have no vital interests, so even if the Great Ghost does break into the world, what will they have to lose?
The answer is yes, no.
Many great powers are unmoved, but still go their own way.
Until, those who were disheartened and did not continue to move forward turned back, did they see a strange scene beyond imagination.
The seemingly inconspicuous blood-colored portal they had passed through before was actually bursting with blue flames, dyeing the surrounding area blue.
I don't know how strong the strength is, but the size is quite amazing, and the ghost is also blue.
It was only a short distance away from crossing the portal, but it was difficult to get in again.
boom
Under the attention of many powers, as well as the Void of the present world, Haotian and Yaochi, the huge ghost quickly turned into ashes.
The cunning of the big ghost, Houtu can be said to feel deeply.
If it weren't for the Nether Portal, which could prevent the ghost from escaping, how could Houtu not make some preparations?
Shout!
When many powers were still stunned, a great power suddenly rushed out and grabbed the ghostly qi left by the fall of the great ghost in the palm of his hand.
Seeing this, the rest of the powers, who were also red-eyed, rushed forward directly and scrambled.
Seeing this scene from afar, above the void, Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other and smiled, as if they had seen something ridiculous.
However, those powers, who only cared about the Netherworld Qi obtained by refining, were completely unaware of this.
Even, with such an unexpected gain, they were not in a hurry to leave the Netherworld, but started to do it, guarding the portal and waiting for the ghost.
Isn't it better to go through the hassle of hunting ghosts and enjoying the results?
Not long after, there were really a few big ghosts, running one after another, and they were burned by the blue fire.
Although there are many great powers in the competition, they also have different gains.
It's just that at this time, no one has realized that although these netherworld qi have an improving effect, they also bury hidden dangers.
To say, although these powers, although not all, can be regarded as most of the top powerhouses in the wilderness.
The most fundamental reason why they are not aware of the existence of hidden dangers is that they know very little about the Netherworld.
Not to mention the power, even if he is a saint, except for Yuan Shi's disdain, the other two saints, leading and being allowed to mention, are all plotted.
Daozu Hongjun naturally knew this, but because of the damage to his strength, he did not remind him.
Bai Ye, even more needed, to show the strangeness of the netherworld, it is possible to attract Daozu Hongjun to appear.
In addition to Bai Ye and Hongjun, the only people who have a deep understanding of the underworld are the ancestral witches.
It's just that whether it is a saint or a great power, all of them have caused huge losses to the witch clan in the previous Lich War, and they can be called the enemies of the Wu clan.
Houtu, what is the reason to make a point?
Except for those who secretly allied with the Wu Clan, the Styx Ancestor, who received the advice of the Houtu, the rest did not have such treatment.
However, he regarded himself as the beginning of Qinggao, and because of such a heart, he escaped by luck.
No matter how many and strong the ghosts are, there is a limit.
Under the combined efforts of the Wu Clan, the Saints, and many great powers, it didn't take much time for the Netherworld to become obviously empty.
Except for a very small number of big ghosts, who are still resisting stubbornly, the rest of the ghosts have all been killed.
If Houtu is willing, he can take the last step on this.
However, Houtu did not rush to do so, but waited silently.
Styx Ancestor, his eyes were rolling, and he immediately ran to Bai Ye's side, just a look, those powers, and he avoided them far away.
"Fellow Daoist, I have another question I would like to ask?"
The Styx Ancestor fought the sea of blood and completely covered it up, and then he spoke with a smile on his face.
While speaking, the Styx Ancestor was still very knowledgeable, and took out a lot of spiritual treasures to offer.
Bai Ye smiled, waved his hand to accept the spirit treasure, and nodded.
"If you can become the lord of the underworld, will you be able to become holy?"
The question of the Styx Ancestor was in the imagination of the White Night.
Now that the Lich War has ended in defeat, it is obviously not so easy for the Styx Ancestor to seek the throne of the Lord of Heaven again.
After all, even Dao Ancestor Hongjun is in this matter, and he has many performances, and he has issued two decrees in a row.
I can't say it, even the Lord of Heavenly Court, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, has already made a conclusion.
No matter how conceited the Styx Ancestor was, he didn't have the courage to provoke Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Now, the birth of the Netherworld has made the Styx Ancestor see new hope, and in order to confirm what he thinks, he hurriedly ran to Bai Ye to ask for advice.
Bai Ye smiled even more, and he was about to answer.
Suddenly.
The smile on the face of the Styx Ancestor froze, and with an incredible expression, his gaze fell.
I saw that the one who was known as the first killing treasure of the flood wilderness, the god-killing spear pierced straight into his body.
How so!
Even if Bai Ye doesn't want to answer, he doesn't need to do it at all, so he is ruthless!
"Y-How did you find out?"
Styx Ancestor's appearance remained the same, but his tone was completely different, and at this point, he just wanted to know, what was the flaw?
"Would you believe me if I told you that I didn't find out at all?"
Bai Ye was also quite surprised by such a result.
He just adhered to the cautious style, so he made a tentative blow, but without thinking, he really hit the target.
Where is this Styx Ancestor, it is clearly the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's clone.
"After all, the real Styx Ancestor, if he is really stabbed by the godkiller spear, he will only be injured."
In order to strengthen the persuasiveness, Bai Ye gave everything he thought in his heart, anyway, there was no possibility of recovering the soul of Daozu Hongjun.
"Ding!"
This time, it's not a system prompt.
Instead, as the words of the White Night fell, the figure of the Styx Ancestor shattered, and a fragment fell from it.
Bai Ye hurriedly put away the god-killing spear, and took it to inspect, it was the fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation!
With Bai Ye's heart, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel turbulent and excited.