The natal king cicada burrowed into Su Ran's mind, and he was originally full of pride in trying to absorb Su Ran's cultivation, but unexpectedly found that there was no cultivation in his body that could be absorbed. Wang Chan felt a moment of confusion and searched in Su Ran's mind in confusion.

At this time, Su Ran was shocked to realize that his corpse puppet body had become an unexpected protective umbrella. Because he only has the power of a corpse puppet in his body, and this power cannot be absorbed by the Blood Spirit Cicada. Just when Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Chan suddenly trembled, looking frightened.

In the depths of Su Ran's body, Wang Chan suddenly discovered that there was a residual death force left in Su Ran's body. That power was like a netherworld, full of danger and terror.

Wang Cicada could feel the terrifying power contained in this force, and a strong panic surged in his heart, fearing that this force would inflict a fatal blow on him.

Wang Chan hurriedly tried to escape from Su Ran's mind, however, in Su Ran's mind, it seemed to be stuck in a labyrinthine predicament. At the same time, Su Ran sensed Wang Cicada's fear, and his heart moved, and he began to mobilize the power of death, trying to attack Wang Cicada and restrain it in his body.

As the power of death surged in Su Ran's mind, Wang Chan felt an unprecedented threat. It tried to struggle, to escape, but found itself bound by the force of death, unable to move.

Duanmu Lingwan saw Su Ran's eyes closed, and her already gray face became even more gray, and she was very worried in her heart. All she could do at the moment was to fend off the attacks of the other cicadas, and she was out of breaths.

She knew that in Su Ran's mind, there must be an extremely dangerous battle, but she couldn't help directly, she could only hope for Su Ran's own strong will and wisdom.

In the confrontation between Su Ran and Wang Chan, the power of death seemed to be Wang Chan's nemesis, and gradually gained the upper hand, and Wang Chan's panic became more and more obvious. In the end, under the oppression of the power of death, Wang Cicada was tightly wrapped by the power of death and could not move.

Su Ran was also relieved from the crisis. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Duanmu Lingwan's worried gaze. He smiled slightly, indicating that he had gotten through the crisis.

At the same time, Su Ran waved his hands, and the power of death spread all over his hands, easily smashing the rest of Xiaochan, and completely dissipating, no longer reorganizing.

At this time, a voice came from the depths of the altar, full of surprise and doubt: "Impossible! Except for the people of the underworld, how could anyone use the power of the underworld? ”

Su Ran's thoughts flew back to the legend about the monks of the underworld. They believe in the Ten Temples of the Underworld, and live in a plane at the junction of the human world and the underworld.

For some unknown reason, this plane has been invaded by the underworld for many years, and the residents here have gradually become believers in the underworld, calling themselves the underworld, and have the ability to absorb the underworld, that is, the power of death in Su Ran's eyes.

As the power of the underworld grew, they were no longer satisfied with their own territory, but began to expand their sphere of influence and spread their faith. Ten thousand years ago, the Hades invaded the Haotian Continent, and the two sides fought for a hundred years.

Just when the Haotian Continent was in danger, a bull man rose.

This cow man's name is Red Flame Wushuang, and his appearance is like a sharp sword cutting through the dark night. He is gifted, proficient in all kinds of spells, and stands alone in the world.

What's even more commendable is that he is able to fully mobilize the power of his peers and maximize everyone's potential. With his extraordinary wisdom and courage, Red Flame Wushuang gradually turned the tide of the battle.

Under the leadership of Red Flame Wushuang, the army of Haotian Continent counterattacked all the way, gradually forcing the underworld monks to a desperate situation. After a long battle, Red Flame Wushuang finally led the army of the Haotian Continent to completely expel the Hades monks from the Haotian Continent.

After the end of the war, Red Flame Wushuang made great efforts to successfully seal the portal of the Hades Plane to the Haotian Continent. Since then, there has been no trace of the underworld monks in the Haotian Continent. As a result, the Red Flame Peerless has become a folklore of the Haotian Continent and has been praised by future generations.

"Could it be that this is sealed, the gateway of the Hades Plane to the Haotian Continent, which is the Netherworld Forest?" Su Ran secretly exclaimed.

"Humble human beings, even if you can use the supreme spiritual power of our race, it is just a superficial way to invoke it, and today you can see the magic of what spiritual power."

I saw a ghostly light flickering in the depths of the altar, and the power of death penetrated into the bodies of the monks and the mother body of the blood spirit cicada in a treacherous and tortuous instant.

Su Ran suddenly realized that this Blood Spirit Cicada had an owner, and it was this guy who was suspected of being a person from the Hades. This person seems to have been summoned through the altar, but only the consciousness is in the Haotian Continent.

Then, as long as the summoning is interrupted, the Blood Spirit Cicada can be allowed to return to the Hades plane, and it can also prevent this Hades monk from using more means to deal with them, so that this crisis can be resolved.

After a short period of thought, Su Ran decided to find the key node on the altar and destroy it, thus severing the connection between the Underworld monk and the Blood Spirit Cicada. He carefully observed the altar and found that there was a rune formation that shone with a strange light, which seemed to be connected to the consciousness of the underworld monk.

Su Ran said to Duanmu Lingwan: "We need to destroy this rune formation, so that we can let the Blood Spirit Cicada return to the underworld plane and stop the people of the underworld from attacking us." Su Ran said to Duanmu Lingwan.

Duanmu Lingwan immediately understood his intentions, and the two began to cooperate, resisting the attacks of the monk and the cicada at the same time, and launched an attack towards the rune formation.

But the people of the underworld clan would not stop there, and he began to command the group of monks, so that more Xiaochan would come to attack Su Ran and the others. Su Ran is not afraid of the little cicada, but he has to protect Duanmu Lingwan and can't withstand the attacks of so many monks.

Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan leaned closely together, cooperating with each other, resisting the attacks of those monks and cicadas, and at the same time speeding forward, rushing towards the rune formation of the altar.

Su Ran found that the person in the underworld also seemed to have discovered their intentions, and began to direct the monks and cicadas to strengthen their attacks through the altar, making it difficult for them to approach the rune formation.

The two of them were like tacit dancers, one after the other, churning in the attack of the monk and the little cicada, rushing towards the rune formation.

In the end, they finally arrived in front of the rune formation, and Su Ran condensed all the power of the corpse puppet and slapped it on the rune formation with his palm.

A strong wave of energy rippled, and the entire altar shook violently, and all the monks and cicadas were shaken out.

In that energy wave, both Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan felt a strong backlash, but they still stood firmly in place and did not retreat a single step.

Gradually, the energy wave dissipated, and there was silence in the altar, only the gasps of Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan sounded in their ears.

"We made it!" Su Ran said happily.