Candle Dragon to the left

A black gold broadsword was inserted into a man's chest, and the man shouted in horror. Where the broadsword penetrated, he could clearly feel that his life was counting down to death.

But his struggle was useless, because the knife wielder stepped on his abdomen, and then exerted force violently. The light of the knife tore through the flesh and bones, cutting the man in half from the chest.

Soon, the man lost his breath, and the bones on the dark earth shattered, and the power of will burst out, illuminating the dark world.

The knife holder wiped away the blood with the arm armor of his left hand and sheathed the knife.

Underneath the pale forehead hair stirred up by the wave of wishful energy is a pair of emerald green eyes. Just this pair of pupils can make people ignore all the beauty on the face, leaving only a terrifying impression.

Qing Yan stood on the edge of the cliff, his black cloak dancing in the wind, and the scabbard hidden by the cloak appeared and disappeared.

The corpse of the slain Zu was filled with a deathly gray color, and finally merged into the top of her head, becoming an illusory crown. The crown already has an outline, but it has not yet solidified, and is even partially missing.

The holy path of the law of death is hidden in the underworld.

But there are still many ancestors coming to this holy road.

Unlike the holy road that opened in the wilderness, the law of death opened in the underworld, and everywhere in the universe is connected to the underworld. The power of the law of return to the source can break through the gap between yin and yang in a short period of time, bringing many creatures who long for the law of death into the holy road, starting a round of cruel selection.

There is no doubt about the allure of the law of death. This law, which is regarded as the best among the levels of the law of return to the source, naturally attracts many powerful people.

Qing Yan saw many rare and powerful creatures in the universe, although these creatures without exception became the dead souls under her sword.

Kyushu finally revealed its new fangs and claws to the universe.

As the emperor of the far north snowfield and one of the crowned creatures, Qingyan's performance on the holy road is like the reappearance of the law of death. None of the creatures who fought with her survived. Those ancient and powerful ancestors in the world only dared to watch from a distance, without even detecting their spiritual consciousness.

Those who fear her call her "Death."

The holy road that connects the entire universe conveys the name of the God of Death to all realms.

Qingyan doesn't care about these false reputations, nor does she enjoy the fear of the spirits towards her.

She is not the only monster on this holy road.

An ancestral god from Dahuang is active in the Holy Road, and there is also Jiutian from Tianyang.

But Qing Yan just wants to move forward and crush everything in his way.

Whether it is the Ancestral God or Jiutian, the Cangming Sword will take away their lives.

The law of death should have been the law of returning to the source of Nanzhu Daiguan. But Nanzhu disappeared, and the underworld was rioting. The Wheel-turning King among the immortals found her and asked her to go to the underworld to quell the riot and inherit the law of death. It was also at that time that Qing Yan realized how bad the situation in the underworld was.

The holy road opened, and she stepped into the holy road holding the fragment of law in her hand.

This is the path left by Nanzhu, the back-up plan Nanzhu left behind when he left this world.

Rule over death.

Qing Yan's body does have properties related to death.

Her current strength is enough to support her return to her origins.

In the distance, the light of wish power suddenly extinguished and was swallowed up by the even larger shadow of the fierce tiger. Darkness once again enveloped the land of the underworld, and thick fog came.

Qing Yan was about to turn around and leave when the dark gold bone armor hanging around his waist buzzed.

The ground beneath his feet twisted, and in the thick fog, three pairs of compound eyes lit up.

"Police, what are you doing here?" Qing Yan was not surprised that Pogo could break through the Holy Road. There was no place in the universe that could hinder Pogo's progress.

"The space-time rift where the Dumb Sword is fixed has been closed. A lot of big things happened that day. I wanted to contact you, but the Holy Road at the source level blocked me from delivering the message, so I had to come in person."

"Closed?" Qing Yan frowned, "How could it be?"

"Because it is a road that can only pass by one person. Once someone walks through it, that road will automatically close and disappear without a trace in the torrent of time."

"That is to say...a guy did come back, but it's not Nan Zhu." Qing Yan narrowed his eyes, a fierce look in his eyes.

"Not an enemy, but an... ancient god from the hidden era."

"who is it?"

"Yinglong."

"That...Kyushu Supreme?" Qing Yan was stunned for a moment. "It's not Jizhao. According to what he said, this body is just a residual projection, a fragment of intercepted time. It should have stayed in the hidden era to complete the mythical story about the beginning of Kyushu civilization, but one day I woke up from the dream and came to the real world to complete some Unfinished business," said the cricket.

"What will happen to Nan Zhu?" Qing Yan asked.

"The two are equivalent to a change of positions. He will be fine. He will even get an extremely broad time and space like us, allowing him to show off his talents."

"Yinglong returned to this world for what purpose? For a supreme being, what is unfinished business?"

"I don't know." Zhu shook his head, "But I think we will know soon."

The next moment, Qing Yan felt the changes in the Holy Road.

The Holy Road is trembling, not from the Holy Road itself, but from the underworld.

The underworld is the reflection of the yang world, but at this moment, this vast space is constantly shaking, and the thick fog and darkness are pierced together.

The souls in the underworld saw a radiant creature crossing the gap between yin and yang.

The light rain fell with him.

Qing Yan watched the light rain filling the sky as far as he could see.

The overwhelming light rain was like the wings possessed by that being.

The clear emptiness expanded and replaced the sky of the underworld.

As he came, the shaking of the underworld became more and more intense. The black soil cracked, and huge pale creatures crawled out of it. The underworld that was reshaped by Li Xian was once again in chaos, and the underworld creatures that he had suppressed came to light again.

"What is he going to do?" Youzu shouted in his voice on the holy road.

The chaos of Hades will affect the Holy Road.

In the long history of ancient times, there has never been such a blatant move to shake the creatures of the underworld.

The creatures of Hades roared, freed.

In the depths of the cracks in the earth, there are even larger underworld creatures climbing up. Their bodies cover the sky and the sun, making the ghosts of the underworld feel terrified.

The radiant creature stretched out its hand as if to lift something.

The ancient gods are calling in the light rain.

"Stand up, my beloved!" he ordered.

The earth of the underworld cracked, and countless pale creatures poured out, like exploding cotton wool.

Among them are mysterious creatures buried deep underground that have never appeared on the surface. They were swallowed up by the rolling black soil before they had time to surprise themselves and break free. The spines with spikes pierced the ground, and the dark keel, which looked like it was made of molten iron, gradually emerged as the underworld earth collapsed.

An unimaginably huge dragon-shaped skeleton swings its body.

The world can only hear the hissing roar of the big dragon bone. It is impossible to imagine how such a thing can roar. The hatred and unwillingness from ancient times support it to get up. Golden flames are burning in its eyes, slowly Climbing up, so bright that it melts the darkness of Hades.

The chains originating from the abyss were broken one by one by it.

The spirits are speechless.

Shocked by the sight before my eyes.

At this time, Qingyan heard Mole whisper: "Those things are just maggots attached to the bones of the gods!"

Why are there so many pale creatures in the underworld?

These things are obviously outside the rules of the operation of the underworld. For the ghosts of the underworld, these monsters are things from the underworld itself. They have been dealing with these monsters since the establishment of the underworld, which can be said to be a long time ago.

But at this moment, the mystery of the underworld creatures was finally revealed.

In ancient times that cannot be traced back, the underworld took shape on the body of this dragon, and the pale creatures that disturbed the underworld were the maggots on the bones.

The dragon corpse faced the light rain and meekly lowered its head in front of the ancient god.

The gods put their hands on the dragon bones and recited: "They should rise up in fear from their sleep and worship me when I come. They should cry out like locusts gathering, surround me like before, and try to tear me apart." Give me my flesh and blood...rekindle the flames of war and let them know that some things never end!"