After half an hour of flying, Jiang Bai was about to reach the center of the Death Realm, that is, those Dead Qi, the source of this strange realm.

It stands to reason that at its speed, it can't take that long.

The reason comes from the Dead Realm, which seems to have its own set of laws.

Although Jiang Bai can fly here, it can only be at a low altitude, no more than 30 meters above the ground, otherwise it will be forcibly pulled back to the ground.

At the same time, its speed was also greatly limited, and the original half-minute journey was dragged to half an hour.

Due to his slow speed, Jiang Bai encountered many dead bodies along the way.

However, these dead corpses are different from before, some people also have animals, but their strength is all in the Strange Spirit Realm.

It must have been a creature that accidentally strayed here a long time ago.

At the same time, Jiang Bai also found that these dead corpses had the same characteristics as the walking corpses of the Evil Realm, that is, they were afraid of fire and light.

It can be said that it is a dead corpse like Tianke.

As it got closer to the center, the warning of the danger became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it almost felt cardiac arrest.

It seems that there is indeed something of the Netherworld level in the center.

It didn't take long for a barrier to appear in front of Jiang Bai.

The barrier has black ripples that flow like water, and it looks faintly unsettling.

Jiang Bai's eyes widened, and the flesh and blood of his whole body gathered on his right wing, driving the wind to blast towards the barrier.

Trickery, Tianpeng dragon fighting.

"Ka, Kacha!"

The barrier shattered like glass, but only a 30-centimeter-diameter notch was revealed.

Jiang Bai's rapidly shrinking body flew in through the gap.

And the gap that was shattered by it quickly recovered in less than ten seconds, and there was no abnormality as before.

As soon as Jiang Bai entered the central area, he was warmly "hospitalized" by the owner here.

The divine power protection that had previously locked Jiang Bai's life essence was completely corroded and pierced by the death qi at this moment.

Jiang Bai's life essence was like a flood, frantically gushing out of his body and flowing to the source of the death realm.

Even though Jiang Bai's divine power came from the Great Sun Divine Monarch, the divine personality of the Divine Monarch came from a supreme Heavenly Emperor.

But the rules of the universe are like this, and the weak forces can always only be subordinated to the stronger ones.

Although Jiang Bai said that he could have the combat power of the Netherworld in the small world, he was still a power of the Spirit Realm level in essence, and when facing the death qi of the Netherworld level, he would naturally be beaten without the ability to resist.

And Jiang Bai's face also flashed with a hint of shock, not long after he came in, he was actually smoked ten years of life.

More than 30,000 years of life can't withstand such consumption.

Others are using strength as a pass, and here is a forcible collection of life as a toll.

Jiang Bai could be very sure that all the participants of this Three Kingdoms Conference, even if they discovered this Death Realm, would definitely not be able to explore the core area of the Death Realm, and Duanmu Li would not be able to.

Because the 500-year lifespan of the Strange Spirit Realm is really not enough.

Only then did Jiang Bai see the culprit of everything, a black war sickle.

The scythe handle of the scythe has a strange flower pattern, which is five meters long, and does not look like it was intended for humans at all.

The scythe is also three meters long, but unlike the overall black, the outermost five centimeters of the scythe are white, giving the whole scythe a greater sense of foreboding.

The scythe blade of the war scythe was inserted into the top of a forty-meter-high boulder, and the handle of the sickle was facing the sky, like a god of the dead realm, waiting for the surrender and worship of the beings of the dead realm.

Countless green energies visible to the naked eye flowed into the body of the battle sickle, and these were all life essences flowing out of Jiang Bai's body, because there were so many of them, so much that they were visible to the naked eye.

The nourishment of the life essence made the color of the war scythe darker.

But it won't rest on its laurels.

"Boom!" The scythe roared, and the body of the scythe shook incessantly, as if something was about to break out of it.

With a loud bang, the battle scythe was completely pulled out of the boulder, suspended in mid-air, and then swung in the direction where Jiang Bai was.

"Whew!" With the swing of the war scythe, a black hundred-meter giant blade formed by energy rushed towards Jiang Bai.

It was not satisfied with this short life span of ten years, it could feel the majestic life essence in the body of the creature in front of it.

It is bound to plunder this life essence and turn it into fuel for its own further progress.

The speed of the battle scythe's attack was so fast that Jiang Bai didn't react at all.

The power of the Netherworld level is completely irresistible to it now.

"Aang!" A divine knife flew out of Jiang Bai's mouth, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's groan, directly in front of Jiang Bai.

"Boom!" The unstoppable blow of the battle scythe was actually broken by the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife, and the residual energy continued to spread to the left and right, not only shattering the barrier, but also affecting a radius of thousands of miles.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no normal creatures in the dead world, I am afraid that this would be another tragedy of living beings.

This is the case in Netherworld-level battles, every move, punch and kick is enough to cause thousands of miles of destruction.

Netherworld cultivators don't go to war easily, but once they do, it means that all beings wither and living beings cry.

Because this kind of power is simply not something that the creatures in the underworld can resist.

After breaking through the attack of the war scythe, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife flowed out of cyan mist, surrounding itself and Jiang Bai, and at the same time, a green dragon that seemed to be real and not real, and seemed to be false and not fake, roamed in the green mist around the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife has spiritual wisdom, and in the face of daring to hurt its master, whether it is a person or a weapon, there is only one criterion.

No mercy!

"Aang!" Another dragon groan sounded, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow knife pounced on the war scythe.

Not to be outdone, the battle scythe wielded its scythe, which was far larger than the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword, and began a fierce battle with the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword.

It was in this deserted place of death that these two secluded-level weapons, two rare divine weapons in the world, began to fight.

There is no need for masters, no need for supernatural powers, the competition is who is stronger and who is harder.

The loser loses, and the winner takes all.

The sound of the bell is endless, and every sound means a battle of divine soldiers.

In less than a second, they had already fought a thousand times, and if it weren't for the cyan mist around Jiang Bai's body, the sound of the divine soldiers during this confrontation alone would be enough to make it tremble and lose consciousness.

It's a pity that no one can see this rare battle of divine soldiers in the world.

Half a minute passed, and as the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife mercilessly struck the scythe's body, a trace of crack finally appeared in the scythe blade of the war scythe.

On the other hand, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife was as brand new, and there was no change in the slightest.

The winner was decided at this moment.

In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen cracks appeared in the scythe.

If someone saw it at this time, they would definitely judge without hesitation that the war scythe was already on the verge of shattering.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife is a top-grade ghost soldier, and even the ancestors of the Heavenly Realm are extremely eager for it.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Bai's strength at this time was only in the Mysterious Spirit Realm, and let another Ghost Realm Ancestor hold the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword, I am afraid that he would be able to win or lose with the battle sickle within ten moves.

Knowing that defeat was a foregone conclusion, the scythe fell directly to the ground, like a defeated general who had surrendered, motionless and at the disposal of the enemy.