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Hearing this, Luo Yu glanced back at Yun Jitian.

When the two looked at each other, they all stretched out their hands together, and with a stroke of their fingertips, blood immediately surged on their arms, flowing down the two arms together, merging into one.

"Looks like this blood is good." Luo Yu saw this fingertip flick continuously.

The blood ball that is fused into one is bounced towards the silver mane, the small silver and the red, the gold and silver double dragon, and the Luoli.

Seeing this, Silvermane's eyes lit up, and he was not polite, so he took it and swallowed it.

Immediately, a faint primary-colored light was seen hidden from them.

"Let's go." Seeing this, the silver mane rushed into the pitch-black Divine Underworld with a roar.

Gold and silver double dragons, small silver and little red, immediately followed.

In an instant, the group disappeared into the pitch-black divine underworld.

The waves are surging and the sound is terrifying.

"Here we are." In the deepest part of the abyss of the Divine Underworld, Emperor Brahma said two words coldly, and then closed his eyes.

Immediately after that, I saw that the sky above the God's Underworld became darker and darker.

The black dead air that had been static also began to move, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Like a tornado, it began to revolve rapidly around the God's Netherworld.

The immense oppressive force consumed everything around it, including the invisible air and life.

Black, getting darker.

The dead air was turning rapidly, sinking more and more, like a quagmire that began to coalesce together.

Silky silk, rich and does not give the people inside any respite.

Yun Slaying Heaven and Luo Yu and the others who entered the Divine Underworld only felt that there was not the slightest air left around them for a while, and people seemed to have fallen into a quagmire.

Can't breathe, can't speak, can't see, can't hear.

No sound, no life.

There was only a growing sense of oppression, only the deadly air surging.

Only that powerful force that spins faster and faster and tears at anything.

It's hard to move an inch, and it's hard to walk.

Not good, move fast, fast.

Yun Jitian felt that the power around him was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but quickly whisper in a deep voice towards the other people and demonic beasts who were dividing into the five directions.