In front of the man in black, there stood silently a woman with a graceful figure, wearing a silk gauze robe, with long hair hanging down her waist like a waterfall, just a back, which was enough to overwhelm the men of the world, giving people a feeling of beauty and incomprehensible.

At this moment, a hoarse and heavy voice came from the mouth of the man in black: "He has come to the fairy world." ”

The woman's figure seemed to flicker faintly, and said softly, "Is it seven hundred years?"

"Your Excellency wants you to kill him with your own hands. ”

"Why me?" said the woman's voice, with a hint of surprise.

The man in black said coldly: "Because all of this was caused by you, the battle of Lushan is the first step in the plan, but his resurrection is unexpected, and the adults attach great importance to this matter, so let you solve him with your own hands!"

"Kill him with your own hands?" the woman seemed to hesitate.

The man in black looked at him and said coldly: "Are you hesitating? Don't forget your true identity, you have no emotion, how can you care about his life and death?"

"He, of course, I don't care if he lives or dies. ”

The man in black snorted heavily and said, "You just need to know this, this plan is related to the change of control of the Three Realms, and you don't want to be careless and end up losing everything." ”

The woman took a deep breath and said indifferently: "Messenger, I understand, this is all my fault, and it is up to me to end everything." ”

"You know the best, then I'll take my leave!" the man in black finished speaking, and the whole figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated.

At this moment, the woman's figure shook clearly, and she was a little unsteady on her feet, and her pretty back looked a little pale at this moment, she sighed deeply and murmured, "You...... Not dead...... Not dead. ”

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The next day, the morning light began to appear, and the thin clouds and mist seeped out warm sunlight, which shone through the dense branches and sprinkled into the 'Abyssal Forest'.

Zhou Jiuhui was still sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his face looked a little pale, and he was still waving his fists, observing the changes in the flames.

Punches, punches, he's been going on all night, but it's clearly not quite the way he's hoped.

Zhou Jiuhui's eyes were fixed on the change in the form of the flame, and almost all of his energy was focused on the control of this punch on the Mystery of Destruction.

At this moment, everyone came over and gathered around Zhou Jiuhui, looking at this scene with some doubts.

"Uncle Cheng, what's wrong with him?" one of the True Immortals asked.

Zou Zhengcheng's cloudy gaze revealed a hint of admiration, and said, "Can't you see this, he is cultivating the Netherworld Power, waiting for the moment of epiphany." ”

"Epiphany?"

Zou Zhengcheng nodded slightly and said: "This kind of opportunity is extremely rare, we are waiting for him here, don't act yet." ”

The rest of the people also didn't have any opinions, they nodded one after another, and then everyone sat around Zhou Jiuhui, their eyes falling on the ever-changing flame.

One punch ......!

Two punches ......!

In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

"Bang......!"

Suddenly, Zhou Jiuhui swung out a punch, and the change in the form of the flame changed instantly, as if there was some kind of fluctuation, and the amazing power was constantly overlapping, and the flame suddenly collapsed to the inside, and dense lines appeared around it, and then there was a muffled sound, and the entire ground cracked, and the gravel flew violently.

Zhou Jiuhui jumped up excitedly and laughed: "Hahahaha...... That's how it feels!"

That's right, the punch that killed the 'Fire Cloud Pig' was exactly what it felt, and the power of destruction continued to overlap, forming a wave of fluctuations, which made the degree of destruction of the Netherworld Force explode exponentially.

Zou Zhengcheng on the side stroked his palms and smiled: "Congratulations to Brother Jiuhui, you can realize the mysteries of the Netherworld Power and create new moves, it must not take long to break through to the realm of immortals." ”

Zhou Jiuhui nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to have such a harvest in the first actual battle." ”

"In that case, let's come up with a name for this new trick. The Void Immortal on the side was also excited about Zhou Jiuhui.

Zhou Jiuhui frowned, holding the back of his head with both hands, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said, "Okay, let's call it 'Void Fluctuation'!"

Void fluctuations, each of which can be stacked with terrifying destructive mysteries.

With Zhou Jiuhui's current state of control over the Netherworld Power and his comprehension of the mystery of destruction, it can be stacked up to three times and strengthened to three fluctuations, which is already extremely amazing.

Zou Zhengcheng said with a smile: "It's okay now, with Little Brother Jiuhui, it seems that our task of hunting the Heavenly Beast will be much easier." This time, I am going to give each person a crystal nucleus, as for the heavenly beasts without crystal nuclei, the skin and bones will be divided equally among everyone, and everyone will never return empty-handed. ”

"Okay!" everyone shouted excitedly.

Immediately, under the leadership of Zou Zhengcheng, everyone began to look for those low-level heavenly beasts that had poured blood mold.

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For a whole day, Zhou Jiuhui was hunting the Heavenly Beasts with Zou Zhengcheng, he didn't care about the skin, bones and crystal nuclei of those Heavenly Beasts, but focused on the use of 'Void Fluctuations' in actual combat.

After hunting and killing a few Heavenly Beasts, Zhou Jiuhui's control over the superposition of the 'Void Fluctuation' Netherworld Power had obviously improved significantly.

At dusk, the blood-stained sunset seemed to be shattering at the end of the horizon.

However, at this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed, and thick black clouds swept in from all directions, and the air was filled with a sticky moisture.

In an instant, raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, and soon became a torrential rain.

Zou Zhengcheng snorted and couldn't help complaining: "Damn, this has just been killed, why did it suddenly start raining, it's really unlucky!"

The faces of the rest of the people also showed disappointment at this moment.

Immediately counted the harvest, among the dozen or so low-level heavenly beasts hunted, there were five crystal nuclei, and the sum of the rest of the skin and bones was only the price of one crystal nucleus.

"In that case, let's rest for a while, wait until the rain stops, and then go hunt for a crystal nucleus, and then we can call it a day. Zou Zhengcheng's face was a little gloomy.

The rest of the people naturally had no opinions, and nodded one after another.

Zhou Jiuhui frowned, and just as everyone left, a wisp of breath penetrated his soul like a sharp sword, causing his entire body to tremble and almost fall to the ground, with an extremely shocked look on his face.

"Little Brother Jiuhui, what's wrong with you?" Zou Zhengcheng asked with concern.

Zhou Jiuhui took a deep breath, calmed his mind, swallowed his saliva fiercely, and said, "I feel that there is a very special breath there." ”

Zhou Jiuhui said, stood up and walked towards the southwest.

Zou Zhengcheng and the others also looked puzzled and followed behind Zhou Jiuhui.

Cutting off the withered old vines with the thickness of the bowl, Zhou Jiuhui walked slowly forward with his senses, but the closer he got to that place, the more uneasiness welled up in his heart.

At this time, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly stepped on a hard object under his feet, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a red space ring.