Myth's Strongest Summoning

Chapter 1396 Ghost Sword Emperor
The nether world is divided into [-] floors, just like the [-] floors of hell in the Chinese mythology world, the deeper it goes, the more dangerous it is.

However, compared to the 200 levels of hell in the Chinese world, the [-] levels of the nether world are obviously bigger, and each level is comparable to a domain in the origin world. All kinds of dead souls.

However, compared to the four distinct seasons in the original source world, which alternates day and night, the eighteenth floor of the nether world is like a long night.

In this boundless darkness, the howls of fierce ghosts filled the hearts of those who heard it.

Shen Yu is not a kind-hearted person, and the existence of the Netherworld is also necessary, so he did not send all the suffering souls into reincarnation out of kindness, but went straight to the No.18 floor under the leadership of the Poison Fire Ghost King.

Because Shen Yu's cultivation was strong, and the defenses between the layers of the Netherworld were not strict, Shen Yu easily reached the No. 18 floor.

Floor No.18 is the real Purgatory of Infinity. It is sometimes cold and sometimes hot. When it is cold, even the infinite realm can't bear it. When it is hot, it can evaporate all the monks below the infinite realm.

It is precisely because of this that on the No.18 floor of Nuoda, there are very few ordinary ghosts except for the upper echelons of the Netherworld.

The Poison Fire Ghost King's strength is low, but fortunately he is protected by Shen Yu, so he can reach the No.18 floor.

But even so, he still said to Shen Yu with cold sweat on his forehead: "My lord, I am just a small person, and I have never come down to the No. 18 floor of the Netherworld, so I don't know where the nameless judge lives. Let's see if..."

Before the Poison Fire Ghost King finished speaking, Shen Yu waved his hand and said: "Okay, you have helped me a lot this time. I will abide by the previous agreement and spare your life. I will send you out of the Netherworld now. After you leave, you can go to the Heavenly Court of the Origin Realm!"

Losing all the slaves in Huangquan Mine, the Poison Fire Ghost King cannot escape the guilt. If he does not seek refuge in the Heavenly Court, he will die.

Hearing Shen Yu's words, the Poison Fire Ghost King immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, my lord!"

Shen Yu waved his hand, and the figure of Poison Fire Ghost King disappeared immediately!

After the Poison Fire Ghost King left, Shen Yu narrowed his eyes to perceive the No.18 floor of the Nether World, and then said: "Go south for a hundred thousand miles, there is a palace there, it should be the palace of the unknown judge!"

As long as Shen Yu of the Dao Realm reaches the No.18 floor of the Nether Realm, nothing can escape his perception.

……

In a gloomy palace, a middle-aged man wearing an official hat and a bushy beard was sitting at a desk writing a mountain of copywriting in front of him. At this moment, the brush in his hand Suddenly stopped.

"Hehe, it's not just that Fellow Daoist He Fang is here, I'm here to welcome you!"

brush!
As soon as the nameless judge finished speaking, the writing brush in his hand flew behind him like a rainbow piercing the sun.

"Humph!"

Heiwuchang snorted coldly, and dropped the sickle in his hand.

boom!
When the sickle fell, it was like a divine punishment, the sky shook, the void trembled, and the terrifying mana formed a tornado storm, wreaking havoc on this space, trying to strangle the nameless judge directly.

The nameless judge could only feel the majestic mana slamming on his back, and then a terrifying force swept over him, shaking his heart, opening his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and threw himself forward weakly. , was hit hard.

"Half-step Grand Realm!"

The unknown judge who knocked over the table and fell to the ground lost his voice.

hum!
After the unknown judge's voice fell, the figures of Shen Yu's five people appeared in front of the unknown judge.

Shen Yu looked at the unknown judge who fell on the ground, and said with a light smile: "You are the unknown judge! The perfect cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Saint King Realm is very good. If you don't want to die, then answer my question honestly."

"Dead? I think you are the one who died today!"

Before the nameless judge could speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

Then a middle-aged man in a white robe rushed towards Shen Yu with a leaf knife in his hand.

"Ghost Saber Monarch!"

Seeing the white-robed man and the unknown judge who had fallen to the ground and hadn't gotten up, he was immediately overjoyed.

This white-robed man is one of the top ten emperors of the Netherworld, the Ghost Saber Emperor, one of the top ten emperors of the Netherworld, and is very powerful.

"Humph!"

Bai Wuchang snorted coldly, and at the moment the ghost knife emperor shot, he also rushed over with a sickle symbolizing death.

clang!
In the turbulent void, the two figures with gloomy aura exuded dazzling light, like two bolts of lightning, fighting continuously, colliding with each other, bursting out a series of loud noises, earth-shattering, like thunder.

What they have in their hands are all innate treasures. Whether it is a slash or a scythe, it is as if two planets are colliding. The sword energy and sword light erupted make the whole world tremble, and the energy fluctuations are incomparable. Intense, frightening.

It's a pity that there are only a few people in the audience, such as Shen Yu, for such a peak duel.

However, although the Netherworld on the [-]th floor is inaccessible, there are still several masters there, and it is expected that other emperors will be attracted soon.

Shen Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the two fighting in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Ghost Saber Monarch, you really are in the half-step Dao realm!"

Hei Wuchang said softly: "Your Majesty, do you want me to help?"

Shen Yu shook his head and said: "Not for the time being, let's take a look first. Since we have reached the No.18 floor, we don't have to worry about hurting the undead in the Netherworld too much. After all, ordinary ghost cultivators can't come here. It’s also good to attract the Great Emperor.”

While Shen Yu was talking with Hei Wuchang, the battle between Ghost Saber Emperor and Bai Wuchang became more and more intense.

The magic power gushing out from the two of them was like a raging flood, continuous and mighty, that mighty power, like the possession of an ancient fierce beast, would overthrow this Netherworld, it was very terrifying.

The palace was trembling within a radius of ten thousand miles. Every blow from them caused the void to vibrate. The invincible breath caused countless mountains outside the palace to start to crumble and disintegrate, and a terrible sense of oppression swept all directions.

boom!
Under the terrifying pressure, the hall where the unknown judge was located finally collapsed.

The ghost sword emperor stepped on the top of a mountain, his body was like an arrow from the string, the leaf knife in his hand mercilessly slashed towards Bai Wuchang, and the black flaming blade instantly increased to tens of thousands of meters in length.

The ghost sword emperor's name is ghost sword, and his comprehension of the law of the sword is unmatched in the entire nether world.

boom!
Hot explosion!

brush!
Bai Wuchang was not to be outdone, and waved the black sickle in his hand, sprinkling sparks, containing the extreme cold, as if freezing the whole world, and colliding with the sword light of the ghost sword emperor, this is the blood of the cold fire ghost king the power of.

Two and a half steps to the peak of the Great Dao Realm, right in front of you!

(End of this chapter)