"You're thinking too much,. ”

Meng Qiu's immortal life burst out violently, and in an instant, he expelled the suppression of the power of the dead spirit, slashed out with a sword, and at the same time shot out three life spiritual powers, helping Zhou Yue and the three of them recover their spiritual power.

"How is that possible?"

Liu Jing's face showed a look of horror, and Meng Qiu's burst of aura made her feel deeply jealous, as if she was born to restrain her, her body retreated, and she easily formed a large handprint to intercept the incoming sword qi.

"Hundred swords. ”

Meng Qiu pinched the sword technique in his hand, and three hundred sword qi instantly condensed around his body, unlike the void sword style, the sword qi of the hundred sword style was all real qi swords with lethal power.

The Hundred Swords Style comes from the middle three styles of the Nine Styles of Excalibur, which is divided into the Hundred Swords Style, the Thousand Swords Style and the Ten Thousand Swords Style, which is different from the first three styles of the Imperial Sword Style, the Sword Swallowing Style and the Void Sword Style, the middle three styles are more powerful, and the pursuit is to kill the enemy on a large scale.

"Go. ”

Three hundred qi swords, strong to break through the necromantic spirit pressure, sword after sword, slashing towards Liu Jing endlessly, the latter had no time to care, so he could only keep parrying.

At this time, Zhou Yue and the three of them also recovered their spiritual power, and immediately attacked, and they were extremely ruthless, if it wasn't for Meng Qiu's support just now, the three of them would have been poisoned by Liu Jing.

For a while, the overwhelming sword attack covered Liu Jing like a torrential rain, and the latter was in danger.

The realm of the underworld, the biggest hole card, was broken, and Liu Jing knew that he had no chance of winning, so he made a false move, turning into a wisp of black smoke and fleeing towards the outside of Yipintang.

"Where to go!"

Meng Qiu had long expected that Liu Jing would escape, and predicted the direction in advance, and with a dodge, almost sticking to the latter, stabbed the Qingjun Sword into her body.

"You ......"

Liu Jing stared at the fairy sword inserted in his chest with dull eyes, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Go in peace. ”

Meng Qiu's eyes were slightly wavering, he should die, but Liu Jing was innocent, even if the real Liu Jing had already died when she was taken away.

The sword qi of the Qingjun Sword exploded violently, and Liu Jing's body instantly turned into flying ashes, which was blown away by the wind and flew up.

"It's over. ”

Meng Qiu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and finally succeeded in eliminating the underworld and avoiding the occurrence of dark turmoil.

"We have to report this matter to the sect. ”

Zhou Yue came to Meng Qiu's side, and after the battle just now, his face was a little pale.

"It should. ”

Meng Qiu nodded, suddenly laughed, and said, "You say, what reward will the sect give us this time?"

Last time in Qingfeng City, Meng Qiu and his party received a lot of rewards for destroying He Wu, and this time the credit was obviously greater, not only in the Ethereal Sword Sect Domain, but also a real foundation building period necromantic cultivator.

"You're definitely going to have a good deal. ”

Zhou Yue glanced at Meng Qiu, this guy is really a fan of money, and he wants benefits all day long, but thinking of the Qixuan Bing tears he gave him, a complex emotion arises spontaneously.

Meng Qiu and the four of them left, but no one noticed that a smiling and hateful face appeared faintly in the sky, staring at them deadly.

The annual event of Tianxiu City ended in an unexpected way, the venue was destroyed, and the façade of Yipintang, the chief auctioneer Liu Jingxiang died, and the loss was not heavy.

When the news came out, the whole city was in an uproar, but what was surprising was that Yipintang was so secretive about it that it did not express any opinions, and seemed to be ready to deal with it coldly.

Meng Qiu and the four returned to the inn, and at the same time, Fifteen also told Meng Qiu about the legend of the Hades and the Ancient Dark Havoc.

In ancient times, all races competed for hegemony, and the human race declined, and was oppressed by other races until one person was born, leading the human race to rise strongly, overpowering the crowd, and finally making the human race the king of all races.

"Who? Meng Qiu asked curiously.

"Renzu. ”

Fifteen continued, since the human ancestor shocked all the races, the various races have entered a rare period of peace, but suddenly one day, the underworld appeared without warning, and his strength was beyond imagination, and he was able to compete with the human ancestor.

"Wait a minute, the one I killed just now is also called the Underworld?" Meng Qiu was a little strange, the Immortal was an extraordinary existence that could have a back and forth with the Human Ancestor, how could he be destroyed by his own sword?

"Hades, I don't know what they are, I just know that these dark creatures call themselves Hades. ”

Fifteen's explanation made Meng Qiu suddenly realize that these ghost things can be called the underworld, the immortal that he killed, and the immortal who fought with the human ancestor are not a concept.

Due to the wanton killing of all races, the mad expansion, and the use of dead corpses to cultivate the power of the necromancy, caused the wrath of all races.

The contradiction between life and death is irreconcilable, and a great war inevitably breaks out.

There were countless casualties in the battle, the ancestors were killed in battle, and the elite of all races were almost wiped out, among them, the fifteenth ancestor and many Holy Spirit ancestors also died in that battle.

Although the defeat of the underworld, but the price was painful, after the war, the population of the ten thousand races decreased sharply, and even a large number of races perished because of this, and at the same time, the level of monks also dropped sharply, which could not be compared with the heyday of the ten thousand races.

That catastrophe brought endless darkness to all races, so later generations called it dark turmoil.

Reborn after the catastrophe, I thought that the underworld had completely disappeared, but in the long years that followed, the underworld continued to appear, followed by dark catastrophes again and again.

After listening to the fifteenth narration, Meng Qiu couldn't help but think of the disaster of the secret gate a hundred years ago, as well as the previous Seven Scenery Stones, all kinds of signs indicated that the dark turmoil seemed to be coming again.

......

The next day, the four of Meng Qiu, who had been fully rested, were invited by Guan Shanhe to go to the City Lord's Mansion as guests.

Meng Qiu knew Guan Shanhe's thoughts, and he just wanted to use them to deal with the Red Dust Society.

It just so happened that Meng Qiu was also quite interested in the Red Dust Society, and it didn't hurt to take a walk, and the immortal cultivators among them and the Rejuvenation Spirit Fruit were all targets that he was extremely concerned about.

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of Tianxiu City, covering an area of about 100 acres, and the building is magnificent, with a group of palaces forming a complex of buildings.

Tie Mingyuan, the lord of the City Lord's Mansion, was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, with a kind face and plain clothes, but he invisibly exuded the aura of a superior person.

For Meng Qiu and the four of them, Tie Mingyuan was extremely enthusiastic, without the slightest bit of the lord of a city, they were very close, and after a few conversations, the two sides quickly became acquainted.

"For the Red Dust Society, I don't know what the Iron City Lord has to guess?"

Meng Qiu asked directly, to be able to use immortal cultivators, and in a very short period of time, to develop such a large number of congregations, it is impossible for the Red Dust Society to have no backstage.

There are several great immortal cultivation forces in the border wilderness, Tianxuan Mountain, Zhenwu Palace, Great Zhou Empire, Jiaye Temple, the most likely is Tianxuan Mountain and Zhenwu Temple, followed by the Great Zhou Empire, a group of bald people in Jiaye Temple is definitely impossible.

"Demon Cult. ”

Tie Mingyuan lowered his voice and said an unbelievable answer.