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"Death in vain on the road to death, survival in the city to survive ......"

The sound of life and death came out, and the voice was ethereal, born with the road. With the sound came, there seemed to be an inexplicable character born, as if it came from a mysterious place, flickering in the darkness, going around in circles, floating around, affecting the path of vain death at every moment.

"This is a dead end!"

On the way to death, Yu Fei was shrouded in the power of the rich rules of death, forming a black mist shield, and the power of the rules protected himself, excluding the surrounding power of death qi.

Different from the road to death, Yu Fei felt that this place was more murderous than the road to death, making people fall into death.

"Trying to survive in vain. Yu Fei was thoughtful.

The sound lingers in the ears, touching people's hearts, making people unconsciously fall into the atmosphere of vain death, as if they are really because of vain death.

Yu Fei had the power of rules to protect himself, but he was more or less affected by it, and he felt intimidated.

"The power of rules, what kind of power is this!"

In Yu Fei's feeling, the power of the rules is too strong, and he feels that he has no power to resist in the face of such a force. He didn't know what the ninth-order powerhouse was, but he was sure that in front of the power of the rules, the ninth-order powerhouse couldn't resist it.

All the way forward, chanting and singing, the voice is uncertain, and the characters are constantly flickering.

In the black mist, the voice came faintly, and in the darkness, there were two figures moving silently, one in front and one behind, unaffected.

I don't know how long I walked, Zong Ming suddenly stopped, the ghost light flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to Fei and said: "I have to go to meet my old friend for a while, take advantage of this opportunity to go to the True Spirit Pagoda to collect the source of the True Spirit, whether you succeed or fail is up to you." ”

Hearing this, Yu Fei's face suddenly became a little more solemn, knowing that this moment was the key, and it was likely that life and death would be at this moment.

Now. The road to death has also come to an end.

"It's up to you!" Zong Ming finished speaking and began to act.

When the "dead end" is broken, there is an instant change, time seems to have stopped, and it freezes, and in the senses of flying, it seems to be still, becoming extremely slow. Instead, there was a strong explosion of power, which made the originally dark "vain dead end" seem to become more intense.

Zong Ming in front of Yu Fei seemed to have completely turned into darkness, and his figure gradually faded and melted into the darkness.

After Zong Ming's figure disappeared, a dark world immediately appeared in front of him, and the figure of the skeleton in the dark world was faint. Lonely graves are towering, the sky is torn apart, all kinds of catastrophic scenes are uncertain, and illusory creatures die one by one, intertwined into a scene of infinite death.

Zongming incarnates darkness, which is deeper and richer than the vain death path of "darkness", showing light and dark changes. "Dead end" seems weak at this time.

In Yu Fei's last feeling, the whole world became a world of endless darkness.

In the world of endless darkness, the Zong Ming is hidden inside.

The darkness could not be dissolved, and streams of thick black gas rose in all directions, transforming the scene of death. The rich black qi changed uncertainly, turning into dark streamers, shooting towards the middle and condensing in the middle. Condensed into a wheel-like form.

Rounds of dark and dead condensed wheels appeared, and there were thousands of them, turning all over the sky, spreading out in all directions in the endless dark world.

The wheel of death fluttered, streaking through the darkness.

In the thick darkness, a pair of dark eyes opened, condescendingly, projecting dark light downward. Descending on the ground, rune patterns suddenly appeared on the ground, and the light rose, and the dark world had a strange change.

A city appeared in front of Yu Fei's eyes. It was a flash, and then it was shrouded in darkness, surrounded by runes of death.

A black wind rolled up, and he rolled up and entered the darkness, which was equivalent to flying to wake up, and in front of him was a tall city, which was the survival city.

At this moment, Yu Fei couldn't sense the situation on Zong Ming's side at all.

"Zong Ming's old friend is at least a series of deposits, which is too far away for me. I'll go to the True Spirit Pagoda first. Yu Fei knew that Zong Ming's battle was not something he could intervene in.

Yu Fei immediately set off and entered the city, the black mist on his body dissipated, revealing a pure black appearance, already the appearance of a dead man.

The dead people in the survival city are like the dead city in vain, and they are not spiritually angry, most of them only know the irregular movement, and they do not show special attention to the flying guest.

On the other side, the Zong Ming, who incarnated into darkness, expanded the realm of death, and the dark world shone like a ray of light to attract a certain being in the "Survival City".

Or maybe he did it on purpose, deliberately informing him of his arrival.

This move, in fact, implies a provocation!

Somewhere in the city, there was a strong man.

It was an old man-like man, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his body dark and dark, with dark red swirls swirling in front of him, and amazing fluctuations of power hidden around.

Like the Dharma, this is also a God who has mastered the power of the rules.

When the sect turned into darkness and unfolded the realm of death, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark red light flashed in his eyes, shining brightly. It is a pair of dark red eyes, with swirls inside, intimidating and infinite power.

The dark red vortex in front of the old man suddenly dissipated, turning into a dark red streamer that shot into the old man's eyes.

"Death rules!, what is the Zong Ying kid doing with such fanfare!" The old man wondered.

But in the next moment, the old man with a cold face came to the sky outside the survival city.

In front of him was darkness, containing the power of the rules of death.

Seeing this scene, the old man just snorted coldly, and there was a powerful power of rules surging.

"Death is life, the Netherworld is not born, the Netherworld is the same body, but the Netherworld is still above death! The way of the universe, the Netherworld exists alone!" the old man thought, full of hostility to the dark world.

"The way of the underworld lies in blood!"

The old man waved his hand, and there were rules to follow, and a supreme power was born, and a clearly visible dark red storm swept out, dark red as blood, reaching the netherworld. The endless power of the Netherworld is raging, as if it is connected to a world called Netherworld.

"The way of the netherworld lies in eclipses!"

The old man looked at the dark world, and the dark red storm moved, swept the body of the storm, and rushed into the vast darkness, and immediately swept out a dark red space in it. The storm raged, and the power of the Netherworld Rules exploded, colliding violently with the power of the Death Rules, eroding and dissipating each other.

The old man's face was expressionless, but there was a strange coldness in his eyes, and he pressed down with his big hand. The palm of the palm was lit, and in the dark red space, a circle of ripples was born out of thin air, spreading out to all directions, continuous like ripples of water.

As the dark red ripples spread, the power of the Netherworld Rules also spread to the side like water, and the soft power of the water pushed away the surrounding circles of darkness little by little. Even the power of the rules of death is true.

"Sect Ming boy, let me see if you have grown over the years!"

As the old man spoke, the dark red vortex in his eyes spun up, and with this action, a tornado-like storm took shape around the old man, and the storm gradually became a dragon shape, lifelike, shaking his head and tail. Viciously dancing claws, he rushed out and burrowed into the endless dark world.

When you look closely, the dark red tornado seems to be composed of countless small dark red storms, either in a straight spiral or a spiral, exuding the power of extreme rotation. Combined, this dark red tornado can stir up space with every move, and countless space fragments can be seen.

Behind the endless darkness was a faint figure looking at this qiē and seeing the dark red tornado attacking. As soon as the power moved, the eyes in the darkness widened, and from it shot out the light of darkness, the light was bright, and there were fonts circulating in the light, illuminating the dark world.

Dozens of dark rays of light moved forward, shooting at the dark red tornado, and the dark red small storms on the dark red tornado were immediately shattered and turned into broken rule power.

However, in the next moment, the shattered dark red small storm returned to normal in an instant, and automatically absorbed the power of the rules around it, and assimilated it into the power of the dark red rules.

The old man watched quietly, without saying a word, his eyes flashed with dark red light, and the dark red tornado in the dark world expanded and increased with his heavenly sense, and after a while, he had a body that penetrated the sky and the earth, turning into a real dark red dragon, crisscrossing the darkness.

The dragon's scales were clearly visible, its claws sticking out, and its rules shattered.

The dragon's eyes were red, shimmering with netherworld light, like a whirlpool swirling, also dark red. The entire dragon exuded netherworld blood, and there seemed to be a sea of blood surging underneath, and with the roar of the dragon, all the power of the surrounding rules was turned into talisman dragon power, blessing his body.

The dark world was destroyed, and Zong Ming, who was hidden in the dark world, could not help but come out at this time, and with his appearance, a pair of even bigger eyes lit up in the endless darkness at the same time, revealing the meaning of darkness and endlessness.

Black light shot out from the dark eyes, and the light was vertical and horizontal, intertwining into a huge web of death rules.

The web of death rules swirled and flew upward, enveloping the crimson dragon. The web of death rules radiates and is illusory.

Facing the web of death rules that came from the flying shroud, the dark red light flashed in the Nether Dragon's mouth, and the dots of light converged and condensed into a dark red ball of light in the mouth.

The Nether Dragon shot out a pillar of dark red light from its mouth, piercing through the giant net in front of it, and the power of Nether Rules spread along one point in all directions, and soon spread to the entire web of death rules.

"It's still so vulnerable. Zong Ming, if you only have such means, then the old man will not accompany you. And you have come here to be such a blatant provocation, but I can't let it go in vain, and you will definitely have to pay the price. The old man's voice came out, and countless dark red ripples around his body were created, spreading outward.

The power of the endless Netherworld Rules infiltrated the Death Rule Realm of the Sect Netherworld, and the realm immediately collapsed, and there was a sign that it would soon dissipate.

This realm of death rules is not really a realm of rules, but a space condensed by the rules of death, which has a certain bonus effect on its own rules. If it is a real rule realm, it will never let the power of the other party's rules invade so lightly.

Invaded by the power of the Netherworld's rules, countless font runes lit up in the endless darkness of the Zongying, and the power of the invading Netherworld rules was immediately repelled out. The old man in the distance snorted, and his dark red eyes lit up.

"It's a step further, and it's really a rising star!"

The old man sneered, and countless runes appeared on the body of the dark red dragon, and as soon as the dragon roared, countless sound waves rippled away, rushing into the endless darkness.

Countless font runes lit up one by one in the darkness. The light was dazzling, and one by one it was broken.

Many of the font runes on the dark red dragon's body also changed from light to dark, flickering.

At this time, Zong Ming's voice sounded: "Netherworld old ghost, you stay in the city of the dead all day long, I don't think there is any progress, or is it that you are already old, and you also want to become a dead person and treat the city of the dead as your lair!"

Old man. It was the Netherworld Ancestor in Zong Ming's mouth, and laughed when he heard it: "Zong Ming little ghost, what is the matter with you, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, if you don't say that you are ugly today, I will definitely chase you to the Cave of the Dead." ”

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. ”

Endless Darkness in a volume. The sky was dark, and countless wheels of death flew up and shot towards the dark red dragon.

There are font runes shining on each wheel of death, and countless wheels of death faintly form a mysterious formation, and the power of endless rules explodes.

With a raised brow, the Nether Ancestor had a hint of disdain and a sneer on his face, and the power of endless Nether Rules surged around him. Burst.

The power of the Endless Netherworld Rules was born from the void, surging and converging, instantly causing the surrounding space to turn a dark red color, and even condensed a blood-like liquid, floating in the surrounding space.

Then the dark red dragon lit up with a burst of dark red light, and countless dark red vortices spun out from the dragon's body, spinning and dancing in the air, and the shape and movement were like a storm and a dragon.

When encountering the Wheel of Death. The countless dark red vortices let out a sharp roar, each turning into a series of dark red flashes of light, shooting towards the wheel of death.

At this moment, in Zong Ming's hand, there is also a delicate and mysterious Wheel of Death, but it is countless times more delicate and clear than the Wheel of Death that flies towards the dragon.

With the dark red light that shot out one after another, Zong Ming swirled the wheel of death in his hand, and the power of the mysterious rules swirled with the spin in his hand. It also flew along.

The power of the mysterious rules affected the dark world, and in an instant, countless flying wheels of death shook in unison, flickering and combining, and there were constantly font runes flickering within them. In the end, it was combined into a strange dragon with tails connected and the wheel of death as the bone.

This long dragon looked like a skeleton that had taken off all its skin and flesh, and the wheels of death swirled one by one, bringing up the rotation of the long dragon, and in the long dragon's body were countless font runes, and the light flashed, making the power of the death rules exuded by the long dragon full of a huge breath of death.

The burst of dark red light shot out of the strange dragon like this, and it was blocked by the spinning wheel of death one by one, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

This strange dragon is similar to the dark red dragon, they are all patchwork, and they are all weird and powerful.

The strange dragon did not stretch out, it was still connected by its tail, and the poles were spinning, extremely weird, and flew towards the dark red dragon, which was extremely fast, like a giant wheel set towards the dragon's body.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the Netherworld Ancestor in the distance, but there was still a sneer on his face, but the next moment he immediately pointed forward, and this point out, the rules trembled, as if endowing the dark red dragon with great spirituality, not only roaring hideously, but also spreading his body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into countless dark red dragons, and drilled into the death dragon like a drill.

Even the spinning wheel of death, with its font runes shining, didn't seem to be able to stop the tiny dark red dragons from burrowing through.

Each of these dark red dragons seemed to be a rune font, and they were spiritually flexible, and they were not afraid of the power of the death rules around them, so they broke through the barriers and rushed into the body of the death dragon.

When the dark red light rose up, it was as if there was a flame burning on the body of the Death Dragon, burning with the power of the Death Rules on the body of the Death Dragon.

Countless dark red dragons let out a long groan, as if they were enjoying the power in the body of the death dragon.

Zong Ming's expression was slightly stunned, and he immediately reacted, seeing the power of the countless dark red dragons formed by the netherworld rules, he smiled coldly, and immediately threw out the wheel of death in his hand and sent it into the death dragon.

The death dragon also seemed to suddenly have a strong spirituality, the dragon's eyes shone brightly, shining with black brilliance, and a rich black light also rose above the body, and countless death rules came like a tide, making the black light more and more intense, dispelling the power of the netherworld rules brought by the dark red dragon.

The Netherworld Ancestor in the distance changed his face slightly, but he didn't care too much, although the means used by Zong Ming at this moment could compete with him, but in general, it was still a step behind him.

As soon as the Netherworld Ancestor's Heavenly Sense moved, the dark red dragons hidden in the Death Dragon lit up with a more dazzling dark red light, and looking at the body of the Death Dragon, these dark red dragons actually combined again at this moment, faintly forming the previous dark red dragon.

At this moment, it overlapped with the death dragon, almost causing the death dragon to disintegrate and shatter.

As soon as the Netherworld Ancestor's hand came out, Zong Ming immediately felt that the power control of the death rules in the Death Dragon had weakened, the ghostly light in his eyes flickered, and he immediately made a decision in his heart, pointing at the Death Dragon and shooting out a black light.