Chapter 386: Nether Throne (5)

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The black eyes that flickered in the black smoke locked on the thunder palm that fell from the sky like a poisonous snake, and the sea of fire spreading in the hall began to shrink rapidly at this moment, and finally all of them burrowed into the body of the dark yang.

"Drink!"

The black flame in the body gushed out from the palm of the slapped hand, and the thunder palm and the flame palm struck together strongly under the gaze of everyone.

Between the collision of flames and golden thunder, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, and the crack was like a huge abyss, constantly cracking in all directions, shocking!

With one palm blocking Tian Yuan's powerful attack, Stygian Sun's right hand slapped towards the place where Ying Bi and them were, only to see a pitch-black cyclone suddenly turn out in the palm of his hand, and finally swept towards the place where Ying Bi and them were like a whirlwind.

The sharp aura contained in the cyclone seemed to be completely cut off in the space it passed.

When they saw this scene, they didn't want to retreat, and the earth rock quickly changed their handprints, and in an instant, a huge stone wall protruded from the ground out of thin air, and a thin layer of cold ice followed by froze the stone wall, making it even harder.

Boom - the cyclone that exuded an extremely terrifying aura slammed mercilessly into the ice stone wall, and as the surrounding space continued to crack, they all looked at the ice stone wall in front of them with a look of horror as a crack began to appear.

"Oops!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the wind behind them immediately took advantage of the whirlwind push under their feet to take Tian Yuan and Ying Bi off and quickly retreat.

In the crisp cracking sound, the ice stone wall could not resist the destruction of the cyclone, and the hard wall was now full of cracks, and suddenly burst open with a slight vibration. And the pitch-black cyclone that pierced through the ice-breaking stone wall continued to shoot towards them without the slightest sign of stagnation.

Ying Bi couldn't help but show a touch of unwillingness when looking at the scattered ice and stone debris, and after exchanging glances with the earth rock beside him, the two of them suddenly waved their palms to control those ice and stone debris and continued to blast towards the cyclone.

At this moment, the dark sun, who was facing the thunder palm, showed a subtle sneer: "Burst!"

Chen Haoran, who was in the distance, had been paying attention to his movements, and when he saw the strangeness of his expression, he instantly knew his intentions, and the spiritual consciousness that was secretly covered with battle was surging towards the place where Yingbi and them were like a flood at this moment.

And the cyclone that was sweeping towards Yingbi suddenly swelled at this moment, and they felt the rapidly surging violent aura from a distance, Yingbi's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

Sure enough, the cyclone exploded after a brief pause, and the energy fluctuations that continued to ravage the space swept all of them out.

And in order not to let Jin Lang hurt them, Chen Haoran's spiritual consciousness that had been lurking was also surging out at this moment, crashing towards the Qi Lang that was constantly sweeping in.

The silent sense of oppression made the elders unable to move, and they watched the bodies of the several people fighting in the arena tremble slightly in disobedience.

After resisting all the fallouts, Chen Haoran's expression also became a little solemn, it seemed that at this moment he had to take the countermeasures he had originally thought of.

Glancing at the battle that barely stood up from the ground, Chen Haoran nodded slightly to him and began to secretly seal, and the dark sun, which was shaking against Tian Yuan not far away, also noticed the faint fluctuations here, and he didn't pay much attention after glancing at Chen Haoran fiercely.

Seeing the other party's look that didn't care too much, Chen Haoran couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that the dark sun would be so lax to him, but this was also exactly what he wanted.

As the seal was formed, the sky above the Netherworld began to slowly be covered by dark clouds, and a huge shadow slowly broke through the clouds to reveal its face.

As the huge aerial temple poked out of the clouds and mist, countless sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded, and the countless afterimages that swept out of the bottom of the giant hall quickly fell into the bottomless black abyss below.

Breaking through the heavy black fog, he finally came to the dark hall that had collapsed nearly halfway, and the countless afterimages broke straight into the hall.

Looking at the white-robed figures that surrounded the entire hall, the Stygian Sun immediately blocked Tian Yuan and then took a few steps back.

These white-robed people were all Great Sage powerhouses, and the momentum they exuded was obviously not weaker than those elders of the Netherworld.

The pupils of his eyes contracted slightly, and finally the dark sun slowly fixed his gaze on the slender white figure.

He would have made such a simple mistake!

While secretly scolding himself for despising his opponent, Stygian Yang's face also became extremely gloomy, and he looked at the re-upright Zhan in front of him and sneered, "Is this your rescuer?"

After stabilizing the somewhat chaotic aura on Tian Yuan's body, Chen Haoran slowly came to the dim light and smiled, "Sort of." ”

Looking at the shallow smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, Ying Yang couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he snorted coldly and said, "I know you, son of the Holy Emperor, Cang." ”

With a wave of his palm at the collapsed ruins not far away, a faint black light slowly lit up from under the rubble-ridden ruins.

The rubble slowly rolled down, and then a dark throne made of skulls piled up slowly floated up with the black light, and finally slowly came to the face of the dark sun under the gaze of everyone.

"This is the Nether Throne?"

Unexpectedly, this just a seat would actually be a treasure, not only Chen Haoran and them, but even the elders who had been following the Dark Sun were a little stunned at the moment.

"The praying mantis flutters on the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. This vulgar way of fighting is not bad. ”

Looking around at the many Heavenly Temple Saints who were secretly gathering momentum, the Stygian Sun looked at Chen Haoran and said with a smile: "I heard that you can kill the Netherworld Emperor with the strength of one person, but now I am not much better than him." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Haoran's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at the dark sun with a smile and said word by word: "I can kill him, and I can still destroy you!"

As soon as these words came out, those elders were shocked at the young man, most of them had seen Chen Haoran who had been eroded by the Cang Ying Flame, and that crazy and terrifying posture also made them a little afraid, but could he compete with the Ying Yang?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressed at this moment, the regret heaven who led the seventy-two hall saints couldn't help but stare at Chen Haoran a little nervously, and the latter's expression was quite relaxed.

"It's kind of funny. ”

The fierceness in his eyes flickered, and the dark sun looked at Zhan Yan not far away and said with a smile: "Do you know what the biggest treasure left by your father is the emperor?"

Looking at the skull seat in front of the other party, Zhan's expression couldn't help but change slightly, and a strong uneasiness gradually came to his heart.

"Hehe, it seems that you are not stupid. ”

The palm of the hand was gently lowered, and the skull seat suddenly fell to the ground with the control of the dark sun, and when the skull seat fell to the ground, the skulls on it suddenly exploded, and at the same time as the cold and compelling black qi emerged, a pitch-black throne emerged from the skull pile.

With the appearance of this throne, the expression of the Netherworld began to become extremely fanatical, and he shook Tian's somewhat dry lips and laughed wildly: "Haha! The power of the Netherworld Throne is now controlled by me!"

Maniac laughter echoed through the quiet hall, and as a series of metal clangs rang out, the black throne began to twist and deform, and finally turned into a set of jet-black armor that enveloped the dark sun.

Clenching the fist covered with iron armor tightly, feeling the constant power in his body, the dark sun couldn't help but spread his arms and roar up to the sky.

As the roar resounded, the already dilapidated hall completely collapsed at this moment, and the sound of the wave followed by Lang shook the ground and cracked.

The violent shock suddenly shook everyone in the hall out, and in the chaos, they all looked at the black shadow hanging above the ruined hall with horrified expressions.

"Damn! Is this his true strength!"

They struggled to maintain the stability of their bodies, looked at the dark sun in the distance, and said with some horror: "If this continues, our hall master may be in danger!"

The last sound of Lang swept out, shaking all the collapsing rubble walls into powder, and the Stygian Sun looked at the frightened people below and couldn't help laughing: "Tremble, worship! Now I will be the new Nether Emperor!"

"Not necessarily"

A light laugh suddenly sounded, and Shen Yang looked down at Chen Haoran, who was still able to stand in the strong wind, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It seems that he did underestimate this teenager a little.

At this time, Chen Haoran stood calmly and calmly on the cracked land, and his posture seemed incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

"Who the hell are you?"

Chen Haoran couldn't help laughing at the other party's question, and he smiled a little playfully: "Don't you know me?"

"Hmph, in that case, I'll make you the first sacrifice of this Nether Throne!"

A vicious battle was inevitable, Chen Haoran's spiritual consciousness turned into several paths and drilled into the sea of consciousness of Tianyuan and several people, and the current Netherworld Elders seemed to be a plate of loose sand, so Chen Haoran took advantage of their chaos to let Regret Tian and the others sweep them away as soon as possible.

After understanding the other party's intentions, Zhan also knew Chen Haoran's next move, and after throwing a complicated look at Chen Haoran, he immediately followed with a big blade and left.

After watching them chase those Nether Elders away, Chen Haoran's expression slowly changed back to indifference, and as his toes slowly left the ground, an ethereal coercion instantly collided with the dark cold air of the Netherworld.

The battle at the pinnacle is about to start!