After the war, the land was in shambles.

In the core of the vast snow-capped mountains for hundreds of miles, the towering black mountain in the past has been torn apart and turned into ruins.

The rubble was scattered in all directions, dozens of miles away.

There were also many corpses, lying across the snowfield, unrestrained, gradually covered with snow as time passed.

A certain moment.

In the high sky, a black line is steeply displayed.

The black line is initially very small, then gradually becomes larger, and finally turns into a black cloud the size of an acre.

The black clouds cut through the thick clouds, leaving a blank trail behind them, curling clouds of smoke and falling towards the ruins below.

"Hoo ......"

The black wind swirled, shaking the snow in the sky.

Three figures slowly fell on the top of the ruins.

A monk, a strong man, a young man.

The monk has an old face, wearing a blood-red robe, with a skull Buddha bead around his neck, his hands folded, and his eyes full of compassion.

His momentum is not obvious, and when he sees this scene, he just slowly recites the Buddha's name.

The strong man is burly, wearing a loose robe that can hardly hide his muscles and muscles, and his appearance is not angry and arrogant.

He stands here like a towering mountain, majestic and imposing, so that people dare not look at it directly.

The two of them walked against the wind, and their momentum was already like this, but here and now, they subconsciously lowered their heads slightly and let go of their bodies to the last person.

This is a young man.

Looking at the face, but in his early twenties.

But the eyes are deep and contain vicissitudes of life, as if they have gone through thousands of years of reincarnation.

He is handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high nose, and he is a very handsome young man.

Brocade cloak, stepping on jade treasure boots, standing in the cold wind, cloak hunting, a wordless loneliness also floated to my heart.

The man's eyebrows were lowered, as if he was sighing, and before the voice fell, the heavens and the earth had quietly darkened, and the sky was full of thunder.

It is as if the will of heaven and earth must move according to their thoughts.

The two people in the back are the compassionate monks and dragon kings who are among the ten ghost commanders of the underworld.

It can make them bow down and tie their hands behind.

He is the lord of the underworld who has a mysterious origin, oppresses all living beings, and makes the rivers and lakes of the world tremble!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have been able to believe that the lord of the underworld was such a handsome young man.

"Lord...... Lord!"

Seeing the visitor, a wounded judge had feverish eyes and staggered to the front.

Then he fell to his knees.

"The subordinates and others are guilty, and the guards are not good, so they let the prisoners here escape, and they also destroyed the eighteen layers of hell!"

"It's ......"

"It's even more harmful to Lord Xuankui!"

"Whose hand did it?"

The Dragon King frowned and said in a muffled voice: "Xuan Kui's strength is not weak, who in the world killed him?"

"Yes......"

The judge didn't dare to raise his head, his body trembled when he heard this, and he said cautiously: "It's a prisoner imprisoned in the eighteenth layer of Infernal Hell!"

"Miaozhen?"

The dragon king raised his eyebrows, his eyes solemn.

Back then, he had fought with Miaozhen, and although he opened the two divine treasures of essence and qi, he still fell below.

Now......

"Jingyuan Shenzang. ”

The young man spoke slowly.

His voice was smooth and clear, and after scanning the audience, he was not shocked or angry, but his eyes were full of satisfaction, and he nodded slowly.

"Not bad, not bad!"

"I'm afraid it's not far from opening the third divine treasure. ”

"Lord. ”

The Dragon King arched his hand: "Before Miaozhen was locked up here, it was already extremely difficult, and now his strength is even better. ”

"I'm afraid it is...... It's hard to suppress!"

"It doesn't matter. ”

The young man waved his hand indifferently: "The opponent is stronger, and for you, it can be used as a tempering." ”

"But. ”

The Dragon King said again: "The Lord also said that she is not far from opening the third Yuan Qi Divine Treasure. ”

"When the time comes, I'm afraid it's a big trouble. ”

"Amitabha. ”

The compassionate monk clasped his hands together and said, "Dragon King, you woke up late, I'm afraid you still don't know the strength of the Lord. ”

"Even if Miaozhen opens three divine treasures, the lord can turn over and suppress it!"

"I see. ”

The dragon king's eyes flashed, and he bowed silently.

He also knew that the strength of the Lord of the Underworld was unfathomable, and this time he opened his mouth just to confirm.

But in my heart, I can't help but be curious about the strength of the Lord of the Underworld.

How strong is the strength of the other party?

Could it be ......

Is it really a person from the Netherworld?

It's not impossible!

After all, he, the monk and others should have died a long time ago, and it was the other party who changed his life against the sky.

"Miao Zhen is amazingly talented, the first person I've met in years, and no one can compare to it. ”

The young man stepped on the void, walked forward with his hands in his hands, and said slowly: "I hope that the next time we meet, she can surprise me." ”

He is not very old, but in his tone, it seems that he has gone through many years and seen many talents in the world.

"Xuankui ......"

After a few steps, the young man stopped and looked at a broken corpse on the ground.

"Thunder Sword Finger, Seven Absolute Slashes of Love, Moke Fist ......"

"Although the power is good, it is chaotic and uncontrolled, and it seems that she has not yet found her own way. ”

The young man shook his head slightly, as if with some regret.

"It's a pity!"

"Lord. ”

Compassion stepped forward and asked with a look in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. ”

The young man knew what he wanted to ask, and said, "Xuan Kui has just died, and the Yuan Shen has not dispersed. ”

"There is salvation. ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves lightly, and a soft energy rolled around the corpse under his feet and slowly floated in front of him.

"The heavens and the earth are clear, the yin and the yang are clear, the walking corpse has a spirit, all things have a sex, and the soul is detached, listen to my orders." ”

"Come out!"

The young man bent his fingers, and a ray of light suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Xuankui Corpse God, and it was suspended in the void.

"Come here!"

The young man waved his hand again, and a puppet with an intact body not far away immediately floated closer.

"The three souls are like yang bodies, and the seven spirits gather yin spirits, let me in!"

As he flexed his fingers, the streamer trembled in the air, and suddenly disappeared into the puppet's forehead.

"Peng!"

Xuankui's body fell to the ground.

"Huh!"

The puppet on the side suddenly opened his eyes.

He just woke up, seemed to be a little blurry, his eyes were confused, and he hesitated for a while before coming back to his senses.

"I ...... I'm alive again?"

Immediately, his face was full of ecstasy, and he bowed to the ground on all fours and kowtowed: "Thank you, Lord, thank you Lord for your grace in prolonging life!"

"Get up. ”

The young man frowned, as if he was extremely unhappy with the situation.

"Your primordial spirit has just merged with this physical body, your mind is unstable, and your cultivation has not recovered, so you will retreat for half a year first. ”

"During this period, remember to abandon distracting thoughts, otherwise the original spirit will be damaged, and it will be difficult to recover after that. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Xuan Kui nodded again and again, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Logically.

He is strong-willed, his joy and anger are invisible, and he will never be unable to control his emotions.

It seems that the primordial spirit has not yet fully integrated with the physical body.

First retreat for half a year, stabilize the primordial spirit, and wait until the cultivation is restored, just like at the beginning.

"Amitabha. ”

Seeing this scene, Compassion's eyes lit up with wonder, and he couldn't help but fold his hands.

The dragon king also had a solemn face, and subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look at the young man's face.

This means......

Fantastic!

The judge on the side was fanatical in his eyes, and his body was so excited that it was difficult to contain it, and he just kowtowed again and again.

"Strange. ”

Suddenly, the young man blinked sideways, and his gaze fell on a small mound more than ten miles away.

"There's a grave?"

"Miaozhen, who is this?"

The cold wind howled, its sound faded into obscurity, and as the line of sight drew closer, a low grave came into view.

............

Somewhere thousands of miles away.

Miaozhen, who was tired, slowly fell from the sky, and at the same time let go of Zhu Fu and Jin Wuhope.

"Congratulations!"

Jin Wuwang hugged his fists and arched his hand: "The fairy will open another divine treasure, and his strength will be greatly improved, and there is hope for the common people in the world!"

Not long ago, the two of them saw Miaozhen show their might, and the horror of her strength was simply amazing.

Even that Xuankui, who occupies a favorable location and is the unity of heaven and man, was easily killed.

"Not bad. ”

Prince Zhu Fu's face was full of joy, and he said: "As long as the fairy opens another trick hole, I believe that he is the master of the underworld, and he can also compete!"

"You're thinking bad. ”

Miaozhen had a solemn face and shook his head slowly: "Even if I open three divine treasures, I will not be his opponent." ”

"How so?"

The two were stunned at the same time.

People have three gods to hide, open one is the living immortal Buddha, open two places can be invincible.

And the strength of the lord of the underworld is terrifying, in their opinion, it should be the opening of three divine treasures.

But......

Miao Zhen obviously doesn't agree with it that way!

Could it be that the cultivation of the Lord of the Underworld is so terrifying?

"I have seen the Lord of the Underworld with my own eyes, and I have fought with him. ”

Miao Zhen saw the change in the faces of the two, sighed, and said: "His strength is difficult to measure, and he has many wonderful skills, and there is almost no possibility of defeat. ”

"No matter whether you open two or three divine treasures, in front of him, there is no resistance. ”

"How so?"

Zhu Fu's face was sluggish: "Is it possible, the lord of the underworld is really invincible, and it is difficult for all beings to escape?"

"No!"

Hearing this, Miao Zhen's eyes lit up and said, "There is a place where there is a way to defeat him." ”

"Where?"

"Heavenly Palace!"

"Heavenly Palace?"

"The Lord of the Underworld himself said that if there is anyone in this world who can defeat him, he must have been to the Heavenly Palace!"

............

"Who am I?"

"Who am I?"

In the middle of the wilderness, a big man with a knife was muttering to himself, his eyes full of confusion.

"I am the sword lord and invincible!"

"I'm a knife maniac!"

"I'm ...... Zhang Xiao has ......"

"Boom!"

The energy exploded, sweeping for miles.

The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Who the hell am I!"

............

Tiger Mountain.

Retreat stone room.

With the return of consciousness, Guo Fan slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were dark and deep, as if there were halos undulating, flickering from time to time.

The breath on his body is also like a surging wave, with every breath, constantly superimposing upward.

Seem......

There is no end!

"This time, it's a big deal!"

Clenched his fists slightly, feeling the changes in his body, Guo Fan's voice couldn't help but bring out some emotion.

Several crossings.

It was this time that the cultivation made the most progress and gained the most.

Of course.

It also sharpens the most.

Before crossing, I thought that if I could open more than 300 tricks on this trip, I would be satisfied.

I didn't think about it.

The object of this possession, Zhao Wuving, the master of the Baquan Sect, actually opened the tricks of his body directly, and finally achieved Gangqi because of fate.

There are also many martial arts masters, secret techniques that have been passed on, and the masters of the Xuan Realm have taught each other.

I'm afraid that until I open my eyebrows, there will be no obstacle to cultivating and entering the realm!

No wonder the core disciples of those big sects are so outstanding, martial arts resources are one thing.

It is also indispensable to have the guidance of a master.

"Xuanwu Hegemony!"

"Domineering boxing, killing boxing!"

"Nine Ghost Claws!"

"Suzaku Burning Sky Flame!"

"And ...... Secret Reflection Mirror!"

"Hoo ......"

Guo Fan exhaled slightly, with a smile on his face: "This harvest is enough to open a sect in this realm, and the famous party will no longer talk about it." ”

"However, there is still a need to be firm. ”

Truly.

This time, the cultivation improved too quickly, unexpectedly, and for a while, this physical body was afraid that it would not be able to adapt.

Moreover, all kinds of martial arts still need to be practiced one by one.

Especially the hard skills of the Xuanwu hegemony body are related to the physical body, and the details must also be adjusted.

All of this takes time!

Glancing at the pills beside him, Guo Fan skimmed over several gains and cultivations, and casually picked up a bottle of Bigu Pill.

Take a big bite and swallow more than a dozen pills directly into your stomach.

"Gollum ......"

The chest and abdomen shook, like a rotating grinding disc, instantly crushing the elixir and frantically swallowing the medicinal power in it.

Suddenly.

The whole body is warm, and there is a feeling of eating and supporting in the stomach.

This feeling of fullness, in that hell, but I have not felt it for a long time, is actually a sense of satisfaction.

"Comfortable!"

Guo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed softly.

The sins suffered this time were not light, and the physical body was almost tortured, but fortunately, it was all worth it.

"Xuanwu Hegemony!"

As soon as the thought turned, the flesh trembled slightly.

The tremendous energy that poured into the body also changed, changing the physical body as it improved its cultivation.

The holes were opened one after another.

Two hundred, two hundred and six, two hundred and eighth, three hundred ......

A certain moment.

All over the body, open up!

"Buzz ......"

The breath surged, the anger was vigorous, and a sense of rigidity and yang also emerged from Guo Fan's body, sweeping all directions.

Gangqi!

After advancing to the Gang Qi Realm, it doesn't mean that the cultivation will stagnate, just find a way to open the Eyebrows Ancestral Aperture.

It is also necessary to continue to grow and cultivate, and to cultivate the Gang Qi to the realm of rigidity and softness to change at will, so that there is a possibility of further progress.

This step, for the vast majority of people, is a water mill.

But a little genius can realize it in an instant, cultivate it for thousands of miles a day, and envy others.

If it can be successful, it is a master of gangqi.

Shoulder to shoulder with the black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face!

Guo Fan did not break through this level when he was dying, but for him, it was only a matter of time.

"Peng!"

With one hand, the void shook.

I don't know how long he sat cross-legged, and he stood up.

The body shook, the fist was cast, and the roar was endless, shaking endlessly in this small stone room.

From time to time, the claw method was changed, and in an instant, the black air spread in all directions, the yin wind was whistling, the ghosts were crying, and the sound was faintly transmitted from the outside world.

During the drill, his body became harder and harder, and an invisible aura wrapped his whole body.

In his eyes, there was a faint blue flame beating.

Strange arts, Suzaku Burning Sky Flame.

"Click......"

I don't know when, the stone gate sent another piece of food.

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, but he had no interest in tasting it.

It's time to get out too!

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