"Ding!" Bite! ”

"Ding! The system will buy you more time. ”

With the sound of a system, Zhan Wuji's body was instantly uncontrollable.

The next moment, behind him, countless invisible blood lines suddenly erupted, like a blood mist, bursting in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, the blood lines became longer and longer, disappearing into nothingness.

Then, behind the Nether Lord, on that step, countless thin threads extended from the void and connected to his body......

But at this moment—

Every thread of blood, before it got close to the Lord of the Netherworld, withered, withered, and annihilated, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes, and there was no life at all!

In the main hall, the dust was flying, and the blood dissipated.

"Ding! Outside attacks were discovered, and training was completed. [Thank you for your wisdom cultivation system, one-click operation, so that your cultivation no longer has to worry!] I'd love to know your practice, so if you like it, give it a five-star rating. ”

The moment he regained control of his body, Zhan Wuji was shocked in his heart, and immediately realized that the "Eclipse Secret Record" turned out to be a dead man's technique!

And the person in front of him is the master of the underworld, all things related to death!

No matter how magical the "Secret Record of the Eclipse" is, it can't be explained.

Even if it's managed by a computer......

But no amount of undead magic could pose a threat to him!

You can even change it fundamentally!

Never win in battle!

Zhan Wuji only felt that his luck, luck, immortal power, and even the power of the law were all drained away, passing wildly.

At the same time, the Lord of the Netherworld, who was sitting on the throne, gradually emerged with a vigorous vitality on his body, and a rich sword qi was mixed in it, like a leaf of a boat, ups and downs.

His momentum, deep and profound, like an abyss, boundless, gradually turned into the appearance of Zhan Wuji.

It seems that in the next second, he will be reborn and become a real Zhan Wuji!

"Want to give birth?" Gong Yexiao's voice trembled a little.

"Then I'll kill you?"

The cold voice of the Nether Lord suddenly echoed in the main hall.

His tone was flat, without the slightest fluctuation, as if he were dead, revealing a dead despair.

Before he could finish speaking, the black branches and red flowers on the steps began to wither.

The three colors are intertwined, as if they are crying, as if they are telling something, as if they are holding a solemn ceremony.

Zhan Wuji's expression did not move, and he said lightly: "Then let's see, Netherworld Elder, if you have this strength!" ”

After speaking, he immediately pinched out a mysterious and ancient spell, and his voice was grand, "Everything in the world is afraid of me!" ”

Zhan Wuji's figure, in the dark, seems to have become incomparably taller!

In the blink of an eye, he was out of the vast hall, out of nothingness, out of the whole netherworld, and came to a place that was indescribable, incomprehensible, and incomprehensible, looking down on everything.

It is like the way of heaven, like calamity, like the fear of all beings, like the destruction of all beings, and even more like the heavens and all worlds, vast and boundless!

However, as the momentum of Zhan Wuji changed, the momentum of the Lord of the Netherworld also changed, and that feeling of being high and ethereal, as if at this moment, it had surpassed this palace, surpassed the Netherworld, and became the source of terror for all living beings!

At this moment, the Huangquan Monarch seems to be another Zhan Wuji!

In an instant, the dark sky became pitch black.

The clouds appeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, a majestic momentum was formed, thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds, and the sky was mighty.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation spreads and fills the entire world!

The purple and blue light flashed, and suddenly, thunder fell from the sky and bombarded the main hall.

A fierce thunderbolt pierced the sky, like a giant sword, falling from the sky and slashing to the ground.

The wind was raging, and the power of death that had enveloped the entire dark capital for an unknown number of years also trembled, and the gray power of death was like boiling water, tumbling, tumbling, as if there were thousands of ghosts, sticking out their dry and weird claws, grabbing towards the sky!

The lightning easily purified the power of death, and then castrated and fell towards the wide hall.

In just an instant, the Thunder Tribulation pierced through the main hall and turned into a brilliant brilliance, falling on the bodies of Zhan Wuji and the Lord of the Netherworld.

Bang!

There was a deafening roar, a terrifying heavenly might, sweeping in all directions, and the aura of death permeating the hall dissipated at this moment.

The huge thunder gradually converged, the scene in the hall reappeared, Zhan Wuji stood still, between the purple and green and the bright and extinguished, countless small thunderbolts, like drizzle, silently drilled into his body, and were completely absorbed by him without any damage.

On the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, the Lord of the Netherworld still sat there, motionless.

However, every thunder tribulation was blocked by a dead air as black as ink.

In an instant, Zhan Wuji's life, qi, immortal power, and laws were lost...... All of them are stagnant!

His momentum, at this moment, is back in its heyday.

All the breath of life, all the sword intent...... All disappeared without a trace.

Zhan Wuji's body, in addition to his appearance, still maintains the appearance of Zhan Wuji, and he can't find the slightest shadow!

Zhan Wuji successfully blocked this blow, and without the slightest hesitation, the Nine Spirits Sword slashed towards the Lord of the Netherworld in an instant with a monstrous might!

[Eclipse Secret Record] had no effect on him, but he still knew the nature of the Destiny Contest very well.

The number of lives of the person who is taken away must first become the same number of lives as the person who is killed, and then it will become the person who is killed!

The Heavenly Tribulation he is causing now is to be distinguished by the Heavenly Tribulation!

In the case of "all things are afraid of me", the Lord of the Netherworld must also absorb all the Heavenly Tribulations without any defense, just like him, in order to seize his luck!

Otherwise, it is this difference that is the root of the difference between heaven and earth!

He can't deceive the rules of the world, even if he looks like him, he can't become him!

Whoosh ......

The blood-colored sword qi was like an angry dragon rushing, like a long river, reflecting the entire hall in red, slashing towards the Lord of the Netherworld.

The sword aura is extremely sharp, and wherever it passes, the space is shattered, the breath of death is shattered, and the power is monstrous!

In the sky, there was a pale cyan lightning, which fell with a bang, and even bombarded in the direction of Zhan Wuji and the Lord of the Netherworld.

The thunder roared, the heavens were mighty, the whole underworld was trembling, the waters of the Styx were rippling, and the thirteen cities reflected in the river were all trembling under this power of the most masculine and strong.

On the steps, the face of the Lord of the Netherworld sank like water, his body changed silently, and in the blink of an eye, he became a man wearing a crown on his head, wearing a crown on his head, covering his face, majestic, cold, deadly, dark, magnificent...... power, filled the entire hall.

Bang!

A huge roar rang out, and the entire hall trembled.

A rich breath of death gushed out like a fountain, enveloping the Lord of the Netherworld.