Nine turns immortal

() Slapped the black Yaksha leader to death with a slap, Wang Gan felt refreshed, and all his thoughts became clear.

In the distant sky, a mass of dark magic light keeps changing, pavilions, towers, pavilions, dragons, snakes, chariots and horses, and various picture scrolls are displayed in the void.

Roar!

The ghost creatures around Wang Gan roared loudly, and gradually began to leave, running towards the depths of the underworld. On the one hand, they were overwhelmed by Wang Gan's powerful combat power. Although many of these ghost creatures had low intelligence, they But not all of them are fools. During the battle just now, the human beings in front of them became more and more courageous as they fought. They were ferocious and invincible. Even the powerful Commander was shot to death. If they don't escape, are they still waiting to die?On the other hand, the mighty magic light in the void of Netherland seems to be a means of summoning. The ghost creatures in the second layer of Netherland world became completely fanatical and rushed over with high spirits, as if they were worshiping something.

collapse!

The loud sound of landslides and ground cracks shook the world. In the place where the endless magic light gathered, a skinny claw covered the sky and the sun, surrounded by black light. It came from another space, and the void was shattered. A space crack opened.

Then, Wang Gan suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the void.

A skinny figure, surrounded by dazzling magic light, ancient, vicissitudes, and evil aura, overwhelming the sky, Wang Gan felt a chill even thousands of miles away.

"What is this?"

He was shocked in his heart, never had such a moment, he was so shocked, and never had such a moment, he discovered that there is such a terrible existence in the world.

The dry and thin figure, reflected in the void, unexpectedly gives people a feeling of infinite greatness, full of the sky. It seems that his figure is thin and small, but no matter how far away he is, he can clearly see his figure.

This person was wearing a shabby black robe, which was embroidered with patterns of ghosts and gods. There was a deep demonic aura, and his face was shrouded in a magic light, so no one could see clearly.

He pierced through the void with one hand, and then he threw all the dazzling monks out of the unknown void, spitting blood, throwing away their helmets and armors, and they were extremely miserable.

Various emotions rose in Wang Gan's heart, horror, curiosity, and incomparable complexity. Finally, he made up his mind and headed towards the broken void.

He wanted to see what happened to this Netherland.

Wang Gan didn't dare to get too close, but hid it more than a hundred miles away. All the divine power was restrained like in the bitter sea of ​​​​dantian, leaving only the power of the body, and the breath of the soul began to fade away, and finally the whole figure was like A stone, deeply hidden in a crack in the ground.

At this time, the magic light became more intense, and the dark magic energy was so thick that it was about to condense into a magic mist. The dim void became even darker, almost entering the eternal night.

"Fellow daoists, let's go! This is the ancestor of the Nether clan. He has lived for countless years and has already achieved immortality!"

A middle-aged monk, exuding a vast khaki-colored light, pure and concise, the whole person stays in the void, like a majestic holy mountain, suppressing everything, but now he has a panicked expression, as if seeing the world's most powerful The inconceivable thing, that kind of despair, infected a large area of ​​void, and at the same time, a group of monks rushed out from the depths of the Netherland, fleeing frantically.

Wang Gan opened his mouth and stared at the sky in the distance.

The monk was running away, but the skinny figure did not chase after him. A pair of dark magic pupils illuminated the world, observing the world.

When he saw that khaki-colored figure, he sighed slightly, as if coming from the depths of time and space. The thin palm, spanning the void, became infinitely vast in the blink of an eye, like a five-fingered mountain. With a light slap, the middle-aged monk, With a scream, it fell from the sky. A pitch-black magic mountain descended from the sky and crushed him fiercely.

The big devil covers the sky, the big devil covers the sky, Wang Gan roared loudly in his heart, looking at the picture in front of him, his mind went blank, and only one sentence, the big devil covered the sky, was yelling crazily.

This skinny figure is too powerful, too powerful, like an ancient fairy-like figure. The middle-aged monk, Wang Gan, felt it a little bit, and he knew that this person's cultivation was advanced, and his practice had reached an unbelievable level. This kind of person has unparalleled defensive power. If a monk of the same level does not have special means, it is impossible to break his defense. The way of earth practice is originally invincible in defense. A kind of "Tao", but unfortunately, in front of that skinny figure, it was directly suppressed to death like an egg.

"Run away, his real body hasn't really come out from the depths of the Netherland, it's just a phantom, let's work together, get out of here quickly!"

An anxious voice kept passing through the sky, one by one the powerful monks completely lost their aura of aloofness in the past, like a bereaved dog, crazily fleeing for their lives.

You can't run away. The middle-aged monk just now is also a very famous figure among them. He has earth-type supernatural powers, which is rare in the world, but he was slapped and killed by him. It's too terrifying. No one can keep calm .

Whizzing!

There are not many monks in the depths of the underworld, and the lowest level of cultivation even has monks in the foundation establishment realm. However, these low-level monks are all pale now, as if mourning.

There is no way, facing the mysterious thin figure, they feel like ants. No matter how talented they are, how evil their aptitude is, at this moment, they are all tragic and vulnerable.

Wang Gan's eyes lit up. In the void, among countless fleeing people, he saw many disciples of Qingyun sect. These disciples were wearing blue robes with three white clouds embroidered on their cuffs, representing their identities as core disciples.

"What? How did these people enter the deeper world of the underworld? Could it be that they are daring, wanting to seek wealth and wealth, obtain a lot of resources, and then soar into the sky?"

Wang Gan was surprised. He didn't expect that there were people in Qingyun Sect who were more courageous than himself. Even he and Zhou Qing Wang Dao and others just made a plan to come to the second layer of Netherland to make a fortune. The accident came too suddenly and disrupted their plans, but these people, like Zhou Qing, were core disciples, but they were able to enter the deeper Netherland, which caused a lot of thoughts to emerge in his mind.

In fact, not only the Qingyun Sect, but also many core disciples of other sects, such as the black-robed disciples of the Black Demon Sect, the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, the disciples of the Falling Star Sect, etc., some of the major sects of the Tianyuan Continent , There are monks at the level of core disciples, and it is a complete tragedy to enter a deeper layer of the underworld.

Ugh!

With another sigh, the skinny figure stood tall in the void, and a large amount of magic light continued to converge on him, his figure became more compact and substantial, and a pair of eyes burst out with black magic light.

Swish!

The eyes of the mysterious figures, wherever they look, the void will be shattered, and no matter whether it is a foundation-building monk or a Yuan-born monk, they are all annihilated, and there is no scum left, and they are all destroyed.

"Oh no!"

Amidst the screams, hundreds of monks were pierced by the eyes of the skinny figure and killed.Blood donations, bones, all turned into nothingness, evaporated.

Wang Gan was so excited that he couldn't help himself. In his eyes, that skinny figure was invincible. The deity hadn't appeared yet, and it was hidden in the depths of that time and space. , also invincible and immeasurable.

A familiar figure suddenly entered Wang Gan's sight.

"Is it the master? By the way, Yunlu just said that the master has entered the deep world of the underworld, but she did not expect to appear at this time."

Wang Gan was anxious. He just watched other monks being slapped to death by the mysterious figure, and his gaze collapsed. He didn't feel much. What, there are many people who are going to die a day in this practice world, and they don't care about those few, but Yunshan is different, he is his own master, although he doesn't talk much at ordinary times, but after he accepted himself as his apprentice, he really cares, Although Yunshan can't express the concern from the heart, Wang Gan's spiritual practice has reached a level where he is very sensitive and can feel the care and love of his master. Now that he is in danger, Wang Gan begins to In a hurry.