The strong man who came out of the miracle

"Anyway, I'm not a miss, who would care about you!"

Ling'er pouted, like the only dark elf in this dark world.

"Will you take me to see Miss?"

The dark world gave people an illusion of endlessness, and the avatar and Linger also lost their meaning, and a conversation seemed like a pair of old friends reminiscing about the past.

Ling'er nodded, and suddenly drew a beautiful arc with both arms outward, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a graceful snow-feathered divine bird, and flew to the depths. The clone followed Linger, and there seemed to be more and more people ahead. A soft, twisted sheen emerges.

Because of the arrival of the two, the icy world has gradually gained some energy. It turns out that the ice in these frozen spaces is as light as mist under Linger's control.

Gradually, a huge silver altar floated in the middle of the world on the shore of the dead.

This silver altar is about a hundred feet high, surrounded by many icicles transformed from hell gods and beasts, holding up the altar high, and on other icicles are many prayer scriptures transformed by the beliefs of ancient gods. This altar seems to represent the entire hell.

In the center of the altar, there is an eternally frozen figure, which looks like ice, shadow, and fog, but it doesn't look like anything. The power of that figure has made him control all the energy on the shore of the dead.

"Could this be..."

Staring at the somewhat blurred figure from afar, the avatar's gaze changed from Gujing Wubo to suddenly trembling: "The will, the original will of hell is crying, I can hear countless ancient gods of hell, all leaving their faith here, like that figure Crying...there is only one person in the entire hell who has countless beliefs and the power of domination, the ancient Hades!"

The ancient Hades!

The person who created eighteen layers of hell, the strongest among the ancient gods, was able to build eighteen layers of worlds in the endless world of hell. This is an unimaginable supernatural power.

After the fall of the ancient times, could it be that the ancient Pluto was buried here?

Xueyu Shenniao turned into Ling'er's human form again, and asked in astonishment: "How do you know that this is the tomb of the ancient king of Hades?"

"Is there a second person in this world who can be enshrined by the power of belief in hell?"

"I think it's the 33-day vine in your body, feeling the will of the ancient Hades, trembling and restless?" Ling'er glanced at it, then turned and walked towards the altar in front of her. At this time, her voice gradually became deeper: "The shore of the dead is the forbidden place of the gods of hell, because the cemetery of the ancient gods of hell is also the tomb of the ruler of the ancient Hades. From the fall of the ruler to the present, there are no more than ten people who have entered here. Lord Thunder God is one of them!"

The avatar followed Ling'er to the altar silently, came under the altar after half a stick of incense, looked up at the portrait from here, the avatar stared at the portrait in the center of the tomb suddenly, it seemed to be a middle-aged man.

The man floated in the center of the mausoleum peacefully and serenely, wearing the dark robe condensed by the will of hell and the belief of countless giant gods. It seemed that he was just asleep, and seemed to wake up at any time. The man floated there, covered with hell The strong breath of the original will, without any dominant breath, only the divine light of will.

Who would have thought that the ancient Pluto who was so famous in the God Realm and who built eighteen hells was such a middle-aged man!

After being shocked by the avatar, after carefully observing the appearance of the ancient Hades, he found that Qing Ming was six to seven points similar to her, and it was obvious that Qing Ming was the blood of the ancient Hades.

For a long time, the avatar was in shock, expressing respect from the bottom of his heart to this supreme master who established eighteen hells.

"Miss is right there..."

After Ling'er knelt down to the ancient Pluto, she pointed to the back of the mausoleum.

The clone walked forward, and there was an independent frozen space behind the mausoleum. In that dark space, a lonely figure was lying on a cold bed, and outside the cold bed were layers containing the will of hell. The condensed defense is so sealed that even if the Dark Thunder God comes, it will not be able to shake it.

Ling'er stepped forward step by step: "Miss has been sleeping there, hiding from the petitions of the giants of hell. Miss does not want to wake up, and hopes to stay here forever with the immortal ruler of the ancient Pluto, away from those disturbances!"

"Um……"

The clone continued to walk towards the dark space, and when it came out of the space, it was blocked by the seal condensed by the will of hell.

The seal of the will is so strong that the avatar is a bit embarrassed, Ling'er reminded: "I know you have 33 vines, which can share the will of hell, but it is best to activate the soul imprint and the breath of the ancient Xuanbing Art left by the lady. Only with the approval of the young lady's will, you can enter it without disturbing the young lady!"

"Prime Ancient Mysterious Ice Art... Miss, according to the agreement I made with you back then, the person you hope to wake you up again is me, and now I have fulfilled my promise and come here step by step..."

The avatar released streams of cold air, closed its eyes slightly, and then walked towards the will seal of hell.

Chi Chi!

Just touched the seal of will, a destructive force immediately cut a bloodstain on the clone's arm, when more power surged in, all the willpower suddenly disappeared, and let the clone step into the dark space smoothly .

In an instant, it was the familiar cold again, already a kind of sad dead silence.

Every step of the avatar is very heavy, one step after another, it walks towards the floating ice bed, and gradually sees a woman in green robe, lying quietly on it.

Qingming!

"Miss!"

The avatar came to the side, staring at the sleeping Qingming, a special breath of hell was released from him: "Back then when the deity made a promise with you, he never thought that I would be born in this world, because I am now 33 The true Fusionist of Tianteng, from the sacred tree, I have felt the eternal darkness of hell. I understand hell better than this deity, so I am here, because I understand you better than this deity, so let me and this deity. Will, will always be here with you!"

"you!"

Qing Ming, who was in deep sleep, felt the strange aura released by the clone, and unexpectedly the surrounding ice began to incinerate, and many will seals were disappearing.

At this moment, Qing Ming slowly opened his eyes, and stared at the clone with strangeness and surprise.

"Miss!" Ling'er flashed over and hurriedly helped Qing Ming who had just woken up. Tens of thousands of years later, but to her, it felt like she had slept for a while.

"Is it you that I'm really waiting for?"

Qing Ming has been staring at the clone: ​​"33 Heavenly Vine, the power of the divine tree, a power that even my father can't suppress, but you have merged to this extent now? You have the inheritance of the Dark Thunder God, and you have the power from the God of God." Compared with your true self, you are the one who truly belongs to hell, and you can only get the 33-day vine with the approval of the will of chaos, and you are the future of my hell!"

The avatar sighed: "This deity is also the master of the will of the 33-day vine!"

Qingming didn't have a smile on his face, he was a little pale with less blood, but he smiled gently: "That's because he is also a person recognized by the will of chaos, my father and the god of light are also that kind of existence, That's why they can become the most powerful existence in this time and space. The will of hell represents the will of chaos. Now that I choose you, your future achievements will surpass my father. Now I understand why I saw you back then At that moment, the real deity made me feel an illusion of the same origin, but I was rejected by the inheritance power from the God of Light. Who would have thought that your real deity would give birth to you through practice, which means, can I be with you? My deity, because of the opposition between light and darkness, can never intersect? That's why the will of chaos brought you into this world!"

"I don't know about this. For me, there are only two people who are most important. One is the deity, and the other is you. It is probably because the deity has always carried the subconscious mind of going to hell and awakening the lady. With my birth, his kind The subconscious is deeply imprinted on me!"

"Om..."

Just as the avatar finished speaking, a buzzing sound suddenly appeared around Ling'er.

Ling'er immediately looked to the outside, and the avatar also indicated that there was something approaching. Before Ling'er opened his mouth, Qing Ming nodded slightly: "He's coming!"

"Linger!"

A domineering young man's voice came from the outer cold space-time to this space.

Ling'er turned around immediately, and shouted arrogantly: "Qinghuo Liaoyuan Great Emperor, don't you bring the condoms here, my aunt won't accept your tricks!"

Immediately, a figure of primordial spirit gradually descended outside: "Hmph, just now there was a strange breath that entered the depths of hell, was it you who brought it in? Do you know that no one is allowed to step into hell except for those giants like us? The shore of hell!"

This figure gradually became clear, it turned out to be the mysterious young man, Qing Huo, who destroyed the dimension of hell with a single move in front of Ye Yun back then.

It's just that Qinghuo at this time is not as mysterious as it was then, because now he doesn't need to hide, his aura is so powerful, and his whole body is full of dominating aura.

Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan frowned immediately: "Could it be that you brought that person into the space where the lady is sleeping? Linger, quickly bring this person out, or I will be rude to you!"

"Blue fire!"

Before Ling'er could respond, the avatar spoke, and took the initiative to release his primordial spirit, turning into a figure of primordial spirit, flying out of the independent space, and immediately face to face with Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan.

Qinghuo was extremely shocked and swept away the avatar: "It's you, a tiny human being!"

The avatar suddenly released an astonishing domineering aura: "It's me, I'm really small, you Qinghuo Liaoyuan is the ruler of hell, and I'm just an ordinary monk, so naturally I can't compare to you, I won't talk nonsense with you, The purpose of my coming here is to protect Miss, from now on you and the giants of hell, don’t step into this shore of death to disturb Miss, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude!”

"You know that I am the master of hell, how dare you speak to me in such a tone?" Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan was furious, he is the giant of hell today.

"Speaking of which, you'd better tell those giants that if the lady is willing to go out, she will naturally go out. If they come in and disturb the lady again and again, one day soon, I will make them suffer!"

"Whoosh!"

After the avatar finished speaking, the afterimage of the primordial spirit immediately fled to the independent space.

"Speak out loud, court death!"

Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan suddenly grabbed it with his palm. Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of the clone. After he grabbed it, there was nothing but the world in front of him that was independently sealed by the will of hell.

The power of this seal, not to mention one Qinghuo Liaoyuan Great Emperor, even ten of them would not be able to shake it. This is the original power of hell, and he is just a giant in hell.

"Pfft!"

At this time, no one would have imagined that Qinghuo Liaoyuan, the majestic ruler of hell, actually knelt down on both knees and kowtowed to the independent space, his brows brimming with slow respect, regardless of his status.