An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 637: The Smelted Netherworld
"Boom!"

A huge figure escaped from the billowing fireworks.

The former glory had long since disappeared, replaced by expressions of panic on faces and disheveled bodies.

Its tiger-like body is covered with marks of burns.

Large pieces of charred fur stuck together, and the brittle flesh was cracked by the violent movement.

Blood gushed out from these wounds like a fountain, splashing in the sky to form a horrific bloody scene.

The mouth was full of fangs and sharp teeth, some of which were broken and some were bent. A large, round bruise near the tiger teeth seemed to prove that these steel teeth had been forcibly broken off by someone's hands.

Embarrassed is not enough to describe its current state.

Under the burden of its scarred body, even if it drove as fast as it could, all kinds of incoordinated burdens still appeared on its body while fleeing. Even if its body was large enough to support it, it would smash the mountains and rocks that blocked its way, and forcibly open up a path in the rugged and barren land that was large enough for this huge body to move forward.

But at this critical moment, even the slightest delay is enough to trigger a fatal crisis!

As expected, before the tiger escaped from the smoke-filled and scorched fire area, a pair of huge hands stretched out from the area behind it shrouded in thick smoke, and the tiger's tail, as huge as a thousand-year-old tree, was grabbed by someone. The toothless snake at the end of the tail bit the big hand frantically along the shallow teeth marks.

But the effect is not good.

An unrivaled force surged from behind him, pulling at the tiger's huge body, and without the other party's cooperation, he dragged the tiger back into the rising fireworks.
Wherever it passed, the tiger, crawling on all fours, plowed deep marks on the ground with its sharp claws.

The sound of mountains collapsing and rocks breaking was accompanied by the tiger's pleading howl.
However, no matter how flattering it was, the terrifying will of the owner of the big hands did not waver in the slightest.

The next moment, the sky-high battle axe fell down.

As the fierce dust and mist dissipated the impact, the struggling tiger-headed ghost god finally came to an end.

The broken body was lifted straight up by the giant in the smoke, and a teeth-grinding tearing sound suddenly rang out in the hazy vision.

Even though they had not seen it with their own eyes, the strange gods who were hiding in all directions looking for a way out could not help but imagine the scene of a butcher cooking pigs and sheep.

Shave, skin, and gut.
This is a shame for a strange god who only has a few words in history books and casts an invisible shadow in unofficial biographies.

But if it is placed in a wild place where people do not pay much attention to reputation and prefer practicality, it seems quite normal.
The strange gods tried hard to enlighten themselves, forcing themselves to accept this somewhat outrageous identity transfer, suppressing unnecessary emotions and instead figuring out how to survive this disaster, which could be regarded as the end of the world for the strange gods.

But before they could use their methods for long, a huge rainbow light rushed out from the smoke, and in the surging hurricane, the battle axe stained with the blood of the evil god roared excitedly!
As a newly-minted evil god that had been marked for hunting, it looked like a temple, and the statue inside it shed two lines of blood and tears in helplessness.

The temple ghost did not resist, or its own bias was not enough to support it to confront the natural disaster head-on like those ghost gods with flesh and blood in such an intense war.

A temple is the residence of mysterious gods.

Since the day it was created, the word "temple" has been inextricably linked with strange gods.

As for the temple ghost, as the former residence of a lost great god, its root essence is also to use the false to cultivate the true, using the remaining light of the great god who roamed all over the world in the ignorant age of Kyushu to perform the method of replacing the dead with the dead.

After a long time and with enough caution, it actually produced something.

Although he is not as good as that one, he is also considered to be one of the more outstanding ones in the ancient Chu pantheon.

Unfortunately, just like the many evil gods hiding in the underworld, it was unwilling to succumb to the complicated rules and regulations of heaven and hell. So, like other evil gods, it could only be cleared away little by little from its traces in the human world by Zhang Tianshi and his disciples.

Even today, although it cannot be said that the divine power has declined, it is still lacking in strength compared to its glorious past.

The scarce external conditions forced it to completely immerse itself in the temple, trying to dig out deeper secrets and take it one step further on the road to replication.

If it had been given another few tens of thousands of years, it might have put on a more glorious coat and tried its luck on earth, but unfortunately this unexpected disaster shattered the drunken life of the ghostly gods of the underworld and ruthlessly crushed its beautiful dream.

The protection put up by Miao Gui only lasted for a moment in front of the blood-stained battle axe.

The violent blows, with a sense of brutality and tyranny, seemed to penetrate the temple's true spirit through its shell.

The huge temple covering tens of thousands of acres collapsed under the mighty force of the battle axe. The exquisite and luxurious pavilions turned into ruins in the roar. The dark golden light turned into a misty and gorgeous cloud in the sky like a summer firefly.

Looking at the accumulation of countless years pouring out like a dam opened.

Seeing that half of the temple where he lived was destroyed by just one strike, Miao Gui felt extremely sad.

But it was only angry for a moment.

Even if it has a lot of abilities, what good will it do if it can't use them?

If people don't enter the temple, it will have no way to display its abilities. Even if the other party is willing to enter the temple, the temple ghost has to consider whether his body can accommodate the rampage of this behemoth.

Abandon the car to save the king
After all, he is an ancient evil god who has lived for countless years and is accustomed to the changes of the times. He has sufficient means to deal with this kind of opponent that he has no way to deal with.

As long as it can escape the attack range of the evil, its chances of survival are not slim.

After all, in the underworld, there are too many strange gods.

This war has lasted for dozens of days since it began, and more than tens of millions of evil gods have died here. With enough allies to explore the way forward, Miao Gui has also seen something.

Eyou doesn't care who his opponent is, and he doesn't have an accurate definition in his mind.

What he wants is to kill all of them, to exterminate the gods and demons.

And since it is such a broad field, it is natural that one will not be picky about the composition of the opponent.

Of course, the premise is that there is an opponent who is worthy of fighting in front of him, and there must be enough cannon fodder to give Miao Gui enough time to escape. As for whether he can escape this endless pursuit and save his life.
Miao Gui was not worried.

The blockade of the underworld is only relative. The underworld is boundless. No one, whether it is the underworld or the evil gods, can tell clearly how many roads leading directly to the human world there are under this sky.

And what the underworld can seal are only those that they are familiar with.

Although from the perspective of an onlooker in the underworld, there is enough energy to block the passages exposed by the evil gods, but there is always a loophole.

In this massive massacre, those who disappeared without a trace did not necessarily die under the evil sword and axe. Others could escape, but it couldn't?

After continuing to withstand the attack with the ruined temple, seeing Gan Qi heading towards the sky again, Miao Gui acted decisively and directly abandoned the temple and a large amount of accumulation. He only took a little inventory and turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards the distance.

"Boom!"

The flying shadow was stabbed by a broken knife in the center of a mountain.

The entire mountain was split in half by the broken blade, and the core of the temple, the illusory and struggling true spirit, gradually died under the sucking of the blade.

"Using the same old trick again? Do you really think I'm just fighting for fun?"

Above the broken netherworld, Zhang Ke’s majestic voice could be heard far and wide.

After enough killing, he had already seen the endless and completely unpredictable means of escape that the strange gods used to escape. Zhang Ke didn't mind their little tricks, but the premise was that they couldn't be wasted!
You can leave if you want, but you have to give some benefits to the BOSS guarding the gate. In the current Netherworld background which is much rarer, Zhang Ke does not require thousands of evil gods to take the blame, but at least you can pull ten or eight scapegoats to distract Zhang Ke's attention before the opponent is killed by him. In this way, he does not mind loosening his grip a little and giving the opponent some time to play hide-and-seek.

But he could not accept someone like Miao Gui who was a guide with nothing in his hands.

We have dozens of weird gods in our accounts every minute. Do we need you to lead the way to get this little gain?

The result of being led around everywhere by this blind fly was not even as satisfying as Zhang Ke calling out their names one by one.

"It's about time, isn't it?"

In a flash, Hu Po sucked the fleeing temple ghost dry, and a dim light spread from the handle to the broken tip of the knife.

Although the glittering light was fleeting, Zhang Ke, who had recalled Tiger Soul, still raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not expect that this temple ghost, which had only lasted two axes, could actually help Tiger Soul to complete an improvement.

The key point is that after dozens of days of fighting, thousands of battles large and small, all the strange gods that were defeated by Zhang Ke, except for a very small number of strange gods with delicious meat and rare species, the vast majority of the others, including their true spirits, were all invested in the improvement of the tiger soul.

Over the past few dozen days, the light on the tiger soul has gone from overeating at the beginning to accumulating for a long time before it can barely give a little face.

The tremendous energy accumulated by its ability to devour gods and devour ghosts directly elevated this evil weapon, which had been sealed for countless years, to a state only inferior to that before the Battle of Zhuolu.

Purely making up for quality with quantity.

With the contribution of the strange gods, Tiger Soul is no longer a supplementary means of battle in Zhang Ke's hands. Even in front of opponents who cannot accumulate the passive ability of Gan Qi, the incomplete Tiger Soul is more useful and more lethal than Gan Qi!

However, on the one hand, Zhang Ke was used to the feedback brought by Gan Qi's violent smashing, and on the other hand, he had the habit of keeping a trick up his sleeve, so he subconsciously only used Tiger Soul to complete the fatal blow, although he didn't know who he was going to use this trick to trick.

But the current pressure is not that great, so just stay.

Zhang Ke put the snack back into the props tray and continued to rest. He looked down at the burning earth and exhaled slowly, "It's about time!"

And then the next moment:
"boom!"

Endless flames rose from Zhang Ke's body, and the exploding heat wave turned into a raging torrent that engulfed everything around!
The infamous, evil-like title that was widely circulated in the void was a full-power burst of fire that was extremely unique to Zhang Ke, composed of the Samadhi True Fire, the Yan Emperor's fire, the Golden Crow Sun, and the anger of the human race.

In just a moment, the netherworld lit up again.

However, unlike the sun and starlight before, the expanding sea of ​​fire at this time was violent and brutal. The insane meaning of destroying everything and all living beings made all the onlookers dumbfounded.

The burning flames started from under Zhang Ke's feet, engulfing and destroying everything in its path.

With the high temperature that melts everything, everything on this land is forged into the most primitive substance.
The earth was melting, the vegetation was dying, the billowing white mist had its "moisture" dried out in the flames, and those fleeing, hidden evil gods were fleeing even faster and faster.

But those who fall behind will be swallowed up by the merciless sea of ​​fire, and gradually turned into drifting ashes in the high temperature. Only a little bit of light falls to the ground, nourishing this world burned by the fire. But even so, there is still a part of the essence of the strange god emitting faint light approaching Zhang Ke from all directions, and finally disappearing near his body.

In just a moment, the vast territory that is enough for an ordinary person to walk in a lifetime was burned into flowing lava by the raging fire.

The flowing lava occasionally spewed out blazing sparks, and the sea of ​​fire that stretched across the sky had already been pushed away into the distance over time, along with the miserable howls and curses of countless evil gods that were gradually fading away.

As the culprit of this annihilation, Zhang Ke narrowed his eyes and stared at the distant sky with lifeless pupils.

This efficiency is much more enjoyable and faster than his previous hunting one by one, and it can also meet the time limit mentioned by the old men in Heaven.

But Zhang Ke is not a selfless person, so it is inevitable that he seeks some convenience in his official duties.

You know, the elixir of immortality that he got from the Queen Mother of the West, which took countless spiritual herbs to brew, is still lingering in Zhang Ke's mind. The many fierce battles before this only weakened a layer of the epidermis of this bullet that was as big as his head.

It is not thin, but compared with the pill body which is the size of a head, the thickness of a finger is nothing.

Moreover, Zhang Ke’s elixir of immortality was different from most of the elixirs he knew. Its gradual concentration and high-energy arrangement inwards made Zhang Ke seem a little lacking in stamina in digesting the medicinal properties.

So he had to take out his precious time to give it a try.

The effect? ​​Is it pretty good?
In the corner of his lifeless eyes, a slightly illusory screen was flickering slightly:

[Based on the digestion of a large amount of energy (war side/annihilation side), the character-related deficiencies have been supplemented, your bloodline has been slightly adjusted, and your bloodline growth rate is now adjusted to 1:2.1 (downward near adulthood)

Your bloodline growth progress has received new adjustments (13.1~14.7) (original body: 213524 (meters)) corresponding attributes. For spell bonuses, please click here to view details.]

In less than one year in the human world, the bloodline, which is now becoming increasingly thick, has increased by nearly two units. Even if the journey to the North Sea and the Far West is included, it has only been less than two years.

In this regard, Zhang Ke had to praise its swiftness.

But compared to the gradually shortened time for the game and his destiny and the increasing number of eyes focused on him, this speed did not satisfy him.

He needed a stronger opponent to advance this progress. He urgently needed to break free from the constraints of the elixir of immortality and completely free up his own combat power limit in preparation for the storm that was about to erupt and affect the entire Kyushu.

Even just for his own sake, he must increase the speed so that he is adequately prepared to deal with all risks.

In this way, Zhang Ke gave up the method of selecting the strange gods one by one to fight individually, and used the method he was best at and the simplest way to quell the chaos in the underworld and make a selection at the same time.

He knew that with the background of the Netherworld, the two human rookies Han Xuan and Xia Jie would not be the only ones who could show off their talents. Over the long years, there must be big fish of sufficient weight lurking in the depths of this world, waiting silently.

The purpose of this fire is to force out these big fish, and to give Zhang Ke a push while the fire is burning.

After all, if he returns to the human world, there won't be such a rich and mixed welfare for him to enjoy.
"Hooooo!"

The violent collision between Gan Qi and the flesh and blood body caused violent turbulence in the vast magma sea.

The huge rock waves that were ten thousand meters high, after being transmitted for hundreds of thousands of miles, turned into thousand-meter waves that hit the wall of Guimen Pass, causing the huge Guimen to shake. Countless evil spirits embedded in it let out miserable howls of death.

Yulei and Shentu looked at the burnt holes and the crystallized black city walls after the huge waves, and there was helplessness in their eyes as they looked at each other.

And in the distant netherworld, at the origin of the waves, under the feet of the figure holding up the sky, there was a monster with a fan-like tail, a wide mouth and a body covered with red hair, which was struggling endlessly.

It was like the bloody mouth of the basin turned back and bit Zhang Ke's calf several times. The new fangs left shallow scars on the skin, and trickles of blood flowed out. The tongue covered with countless sharp thorns greedily licked these hard-earned supplements.

However, the next moment, the licking monster suddenly widened its eyes, just like a person who tasted a canned herring among a pile of delicacies, and a distorted, disgusting look appeared on its ferocious face.

A purple-black color was slowly seeping through the fur and moistening the flamboyant red hair. The severe pain caused by the sudden change in its body made the evil beast struggle frantically.

Zhang Ke looked down indifferently.

The giant beast's struggle could not overturn the pressure brought by his magnificent body. The fierce confrontation turned into weak play in just a moment. There was even a flattering look on his ugly face, accompanied by a puppy-like whimpering from his mouth, giving people a kind of ugly and cute feedback.

But Zhang Ke really couldn't show the slightest bit of mercy towards this mite who had fabricated something based on the legal principles of Jiuzhou and even had Lingshan cooperate in promoting it.

The innate filter made him feel disgusted when looking at the so-called corpse roar that evolved from the drought demon.

Although the power demonstrated by this roar even exceeded that of Xia Jie, the tremendous national destiny drawn from all directions made it burst out with power that transcended its level.

But the bugs deserved to die, not to mention that he came here to kill.
(End of this chapter)