With a slap on the face of the Yaksha Commander, Wang Qian felt refreshed, and all his thoughts were cleared.

In the distant sky, a dark magic light is constantly changing, pavilions, dragons, snakes, carriages and horses, and all kinds of pictures are displayed in the void.

Roar!

The netherworld creatures around Wang Gan roared loudly, and gradually began to leave, running towards the depths of the underworld, on the one hand, they were shocked by Wang Gan's powerful combat power, these netherworld creatures, although there are many people with low intelligence, but they are not all fools, just after the battle, the human in front of him, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, fierce and invincible, even the powerful commander was shot to death by others, do they still wait for death if they don't escape? On the other hand, it was the mighty magic light of the Underworld Void, which seemed to be a means of summoning, and the Netherworld creatures of the second layer of the Underworld were completely fanatical, and their spirits rushed over, as if they were worshipping something.

Collapse!

The loud sound of the landslide and the earth cracking shook the heavens and the earth, and where the endless magic light gathered, a thin claw, covering the sky and the sun, surrounded by black light, shuttled from another space, the void was shattered, and it could not bear it, and a spatial crack was opened.

Then, Wang Gan's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the void.

A thin figure, with dazzling magic light wrapped around his body, ancient, vicissitudes, and evil breath, overwhelmingly came, and Wang Qian felt a chill thousands of miles away.

"What is this?"

He was shocked in his heart, there had never been such a moment, he was so shocked, and there had never been such a moment when he found out that there was such a terrible existence in the world.

The dry and thin figure, imprinted in the void, actually gives people a feeling of infinite greatness, full of the sky, it seems that the body is thin, but no matter how far apart, you can clearly see his figure.

This person was draped in a shabby black robe, embroidered with ghost and god patterns, and his face was shrouded in a demonic light, and no one could see clearly.

He pierced the void with one hand, and then one after another, the dazzling monks were all thrown out of the unknown void by him, spitting blood from their mouths, throwing away their armor, and being extremely bleak.

Wang Qian's heart rose with all kinds of feelings, frightened, curious, and complicated, and finally made up his mind to go towards the broken void.

He wanted to see what was going on in this underworld.

Wang Gan didn't dare to get too close, but more than a hundred miles away, he hid, all the divine power was converging like a dantian bitter sea, only the strength of the flesh remained, and the soul breath began to fade and ethereal, and finally the whole person was like a stone, deeply hidden in a crack in the ground.

At this time, the demonic light was even more intense, and the pitch-black demonic qi was extremely thick, almost condensed into demonic mist, and the dim void was even darker, almost entering the eternal night.

"Fellow Daoists, let's go! This is the ancestor of the Netherworld, I don't know how many years he has survived, and he has already achieved immortal karma!"

A middle-aged monk, his whole body exuded a vast earthy yellow light, pure and condensed, and the whole person stayed in the void, like a majestic sacred mountain, suppressing a qiē, but now his face was panicked, as if he saw the most incredible thing in the world, that kind of desperate love, infected a large area of the void, and at the same time, a group of monks rushed out from the depths of the underworld and fled frantically.

Wang Gan kept his mouth open and stared at the sky in the distance.

The monk was fleeing, but the emaciated figure did not chase after him, a pair of dark magic pupils, illuminating through the nine shadows, observing the world.

When I saw the earthy yellow figure, a slight sigh came, as if coming from the depths of time and space, the thin palm, across the void, became infinitely vast in the blink of an eye, like a five-fingered mountain, lightly patted, the middle-aged monk, screamed, fell from the sky, a pitch-black magic mountain, fell from the sky, fiercely suppressed on him, the earth-yellow mana light shattered, earth-shattering screams, abruptly stopped.

The big devil covers the sky, the big devil covers the sky, Wang Gan roared loudly in his heart, looking at the picture in front of him, his mind was blank, just a sentence of the big devil covering the sky and shouting frantically.

This thin figure is too powerful, too strong, it is simply an ancient immortal and demon-like figure, that middle-aged monk, Wang Gan felt it a little, and he knew that this person's cultivation is profound, and his cultivation has reached an incredible level, and his comprehension of the way of earth is unfathomable, this kind of person, the defense is unparalleled, and the monk of the same level, if there is no special means, he cannot break his defense at all, and the way of the earth is originally a kind of "way" of invincible defense , It's a pity that in front of that thin figure, like an egg, he was directly suppressed to death.

"Run, his true body hasn't really come out of the depths of the underworld, it's just a phantus, let's work together to get out of here quickly!"

A panicked voice kept passing in the sky, and one by one the powerful monks completely lost their former lofty temperament, like a lost dog, running for their lives frantically.

If you don't escape, you can't escape, the middle-aged monk just now is also a very famous figure among them, with earth-based magical powers, rare in the world, but he was slapped and killed by others, it was too terrifying, and no one could remain calm.

Whoosh!

I don't know how many monks there are in the depths of the underworld, and the lowest cultivation is even a monk in the foundation building realm, but these low-level monks are all pale now, like mourning.

There is no way, in the face of the mysterious thin figure, they feel like ants-like characters, no matter how genius they are, how demonic their qualifications are, at this moment, they are all tragic, fragile and vulnerable.

Wang Gan's eyes lit up, and he actually saw many disciples of Qingyunmen in the void, among the countless people who fled, these disciples, wearing cyan robes and embroidered with three white clouds on their cuffs, represented the identity of their core disciples.

"What? How could these people enter the deeper underworld? Could it be that they are bold enough to seek wealth and danger, obtain a lot of resources, and then soar into the sky?"

Wang Gan was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that in the Qingyun Sect, there were still people who were even more courageous than himself, even he just summed up with Zhou Qing and a few people, and came to the second layer of the underworld to make a fortune, but the change came too suddenly, disrupting their plans, but these people, like Zhou Qing, were core disciples, but they were able to enter the deeper underworld, which made a large number of thoughts emerge in his heart.

In fact, not only Qingyun Sect, but also many core disciples of other sects, such as the disciples of the Black Demon Sect who are dressed in black robes and have a fierce demonic aura, the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, the disciples of the Falling Star Sect, and so on, some of the major sects of the Tianyuan Continent have monks of the level of core disciples, and they have entered the deeper underworld, which is a complete tragedy.

Alas!

With another sigh, the thin figure stood in the void, a large amount of magic light continued to converge on him, his body became more condensed and full, and in a pair of eyes, dark magic light burst out.

Swish!

The eyes of the mysterious figure, wherever he saw, the void was shattered, and whether it was the foundation monk or the Yuan Fetus monk, they were all annihilated, and there was not even a slag left, and the gods were directly destroyed.

"Ah, no!"

In the midst of the screams, hundreds of monks were pierced by the eyes of the thin figure and killed. Blood donations, bones, all dissolved into nothingness and were evaporated.

Wang Qian's heart was agitated, he couldn't help himself, in his eyes, the thin figure was simply invincible, the deity had not yet appeared, I don't know what was hidden in the depths of that time and space, just a projection, shuttling through endless time and space, descending to this world, also invincible, immeasurable.

A familiar figure suddenly entered Wang Gan's line of sight.

"Is it the master? By the way, Yunlu just said that the master had entered the deep underworld world, but he didn't expect it to appear at this time. ”

Wang Gan was anxious, he just watched other monks being slapped to death by that mysterious figure, a few eyes collapsed, and there was not much feeling, even if there were many disciples of Qingyunmen, it was nothing, there were many people in this cultivation world who were going to die a day, and he didn't care about so few, but Yunshan is different, he is his own master, although he usually doesn't talk much, but since he accepted himself as an apprentice, it is a real concern, a concern from the heart, although Yunshan will not express it, but Wang Gan's spiritual cultivation has reached a realm, very sensitive, and can feel the care and love of his master, and now he is in danger, Wang Qian began to get anxious.