The strong man who came out of the miracle

"The overall strength of the Hidden God Sect is similar to that of the Coffin Cave. This space is far away from the Primordial Zhenghuang Gate. For the time being, I can improve my strength here, and then go after Mo Xieyu!"

Overlooking the surrounding time and space, the front is the strong dojo of the Hidden God Sect, and there are many god lands below, and there are signs of prosperity everywhere. However, because the Primordial Zhenghuang Gate and Xuanmeng Mountain are at war, it can be seen that it has a certain influence on the Hidden God Sect , Few people fly to the time and space of Xuanmeng Mountain.

"It's time to find a place to refine the energy of the Supreme God..."

He had to improve his strength in a short period of time, at least stepping from the seventh rank to the eighth rank Yuan Shishen.

After some induction, he came to a divine land in the south of the Hidden God Sect.

This land of the gods is not large, but there are many forces, which are most suitable for hidden cultivation.

Now he still has the corpses of three supreme gods in his hands, especially the giant of the Zhenghuang Gate with the surname Chu. The supreme god, unfortunately, the energy of the low-level supreme god can no longer allow Ye Yun to break through easily.

Once he absorbs the energy of these two supreme gods, he is sure to step into the eighth-order primordial god.

The spirit-gathering array covered the [-]-meter forest. After activating the law of suction, the vitality of the heavens and the earth kept pouring in. The last trip to the dragon clan made Ye Yun's physical body reach an unprecedented intensity. It's almost like a drop in the bucket.

"I don't know how Chi Yun and Longlong are doing now. They must be somewhere in a dangerous ancient battlefield. Longlong should be about to collect all the Linglong hearts, right?"

Quiet, only the sound of surging energy, and the trembling and shaking of the corpses of the two supreme gods, Chi Yun and Longlong came to mind, and I don't know how the two are doing, but with Chi Yun, there shouldn't be a big problem, Ye Yun is urgent now. Looking forward to the return of the two, their current cultivation base should also reach the existence of Chaos God.

hell!

In the deepest space and time of hell, this is the place where the strongest of hell gather. Without the permission of the supreme god, no hell monk above the seventeenth floor can step into this world.

Because here is the [-]th floor of hell.

A huge palace is located on the holy land protruding from the vast land, and there are a lot of hell cities in the remote places around the holy land.

The Holy Land is the most sacred hell palace in hell. Apart from the towering palace at the top, there are a large number of palaces distributed around the Holy Land.

"Woooo!"

In the Holy Land, the sound of a horn suddenly sounded.

The sound waves immediately extended in all directions, poured into the heaven and earth, and echoed continuously in the huge space-time around the Holy Land.

Almost at the same time, a large number of hell monks, wearing large robes with mysterious hell inscriptions, walked out of the palaces of the holy land, and came to the sky-reaching stairs leading from the bottom of the holy land to the top palace of the holy land.

There are more and more powerful people in hell, and they are all the existence of the Supreme God, but there are tens of thousands of Supreme God monks on both sides of the stairs, and hundreds of thousands of Supreme Gods appearing around the palace.

I don't know what day it is, but such an important ceremony is held in the most sacred shrine in hell.

Tens of thousands of giants of the supreme god and hell standing on both sides of the stairs, after everyone arrived, they knelt down one by one and put their hands on the ground.

"Welcome to the master!"

At the top of the stairs, it was also in front of the highest palace. When countless hell powerhouses knelt down to greet them, thrones flew out of the palace one after another.

There are a total of eighteen thrones, and the monks on each throne are the strongest masters of hell today. The master is the emperor of hell.

Among them was a young man who was the Great Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan.

Master, the eighteen masters seem to represent the eighteen levels of hell.

After the eighteen masters, there are still thousands of giants of hell. Although they are not masters, their cultivation has reached the extreme of chaos gods, and each one is the most powerful existence in hell today.

"Woooo!"

After the Juggernaut and the giant of hell appeared, the sound of the horn suddenly accelerated, and the sound wave swept the world.

A giant came out from the rear, came to the front of the eighteen rulers, and uttered a thunderous voice to the 10,000+ hell powerhouses and the entire eighteen floors of hell: "Welcome Miss to return to the shrine!"

under the Holy Land.

"Whoosh..."

The space suddenly became distorted, and a piece of ice particles spread out from the distorted space. With the force of the distortion, these ice particles seemed to be blooming like an ice flower formed by the ice particles.

Among the ice flowers, I saw Ling'er walking out step by step with Qing Ming on her arm. Now Qing Ming is no longer in a plain Tsing Yi, but a phoenix-tailed divine robe with a blue pattern and a golden hell inscription. She is surrounded by There are many unique ice breaths, even the hell breath can't get close.

Qingming suddenly stopped and looked up at the sacred shrine above: "I have never stepped here since the fall of my father... So many eras have passed, and nothing has changed!"

"Miss, hell is eternal, how can there be changes?" Ling'er comforted from the side.

Qing Ming continued to take steps towards the Stairway to Heaven.

When stepping up to the first step, the hell giants kneeling on the left and right sides immediately kowtowed and shouted: "Congratulations, miss, may hell last forever, may miss lead hell, and reappear ancient glory!"

After the two giants shouted, they kowtowed in succession, a full three times.

Qing Ming didn't say anything, and continued to walk up the second ladder.

"Welcome miss, may hell last forever, and may miss lead hell to reappear ancient glory!"

As a result, the two giants kneeling on the second floor still kowtowed respectfully.

"Welcome miss, may hell last forever, and may miss lead hell to reappear ancient glory!"

Next, as Qing Mingmei steps up a ladder, every strong person will kowtow to welcome her, with expressions of supreme respect for Qing Ming.

At this moment, Zai Qingming came to this deathly shrine, like the queen who ruled the world, every hell giant kept shouting with the power of faith.

As it got closer to the shrine, the eighteen thrones slowly disappeared. After the eighteen most powerful kings in hell landed, they waved their hands instantly, and thousands of giants behind immediately surrounded them.

"Welcome miss, may hell last forever, and may miss lead hell to reappear ancient glory!"

On the last step, Qing Ming still had an indifferent expression on his face, and his aura was still layer upon layer of ice. When Qing Ming came to the front of the shrine, the eighteen masters of hell brought thousands of giants to their knees with a plop.

"Welcome Miss, come back!"

No matter if they are rulers or giants, they all knelt down to Qingming. Any one of them here is the king of the world of Hell, but now they want to kneel down to a woman.

Because Qing Ming is a descendant of the ancient Pluto, a true pure blood, and there are still a large number of hell royal families of the Qing clan in hell, but compared to Qing Ming, they are nothing.

Qing Ming stared at the [-] rulers in front of him and the king of hell behind him with his cold but beautiful eyes: "Among you, some are seniors and some are later generations. Qing Ming would like to say sorry here. My clansman of the Qing clan, Qingming is very pleased from the bottom of his heart!"

One master was a white-haired old man, who bowed his body and said with tears in his eyes, "Miss is finally back, it's good to be back!"

Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan suddenly raised his arms and called out: "Welcome Miss back to the palace!"

"Miss returns to the palace!"

All giants gave way to a central avenue. Under the escort of Ling'er and the eighteen masters, Qing Ming walked towards the shrine step by step. After entering the shrine, Qing Ming looked at the highest throne, where the ancient Hades once ruled hell In the place of great power, since ancient times, only the ancient Pluto is qualified to sit there.

Below the throne are the eighteen thrones representing the eighteen levels of hell, and on both sides below the eighteen thrones are thousands of black thrones of the same size.

Qing Ming does his part to walk towards the highest throne, which symbolizes the supreme ruler of hell, and only Qing Ming is qualified to sit there.

After Qing Ming sat down and nodded downwards, countless kings and eighteen rulers who had gathered in the center of the hall came to sit on both sides one by one.

Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan and other rulers came to sit on the Eighteen Thrones below Qingming.

The hall was immediately filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere, almost every king's absorption seemed to have stopped, and only Qing Ming existed in their eyes.

Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan stood up, saluted Qingming and said: "Miss, all the masters of the [-]th floor of hell, as well as the king of law enforcement, are here. We will finally wait until Miss returns to the throne and control hell!"

Qing Ming said: "You all know very well that since the fall of my father, I have been sleeping on the shore of the dead. In fact, my father did not hand over the power to me back then. You have every right to re-establish the position of ruler!"

"Miss!"

A middle-aged man with a one-foot-long snow-white beard, after he came out, even Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan showed a little politeness: "You are the only blood of Hades, and you are the only one in this world who is qualified to be on the throne. Now that Miss is back, I hope Miss can lead hell to find hope at the end of the era, when the catastrophe of Heaven and Dao is approaching!"

Qingming nodded and said: "Master Guyun, as a senior, you understand the catastrophe of the heavens better than Qingming. This is the fate of the heavens, how can you break the catastrophe?"

Master Gu Yun stroked his beard and said: "The catastrophe is fate, and it also represents the catastrophe of a new life. Why do monks cultivate? It is to change their fate against the sky, change their own destiny, change the fate of relatives and friends, and change the fate of the world. Even change the fate of heaven, miss, the future of hell is in your hands!"

"Miss, Master Gu Yun is right!"

Another master stepped out from the side of Qing Huo Liao Yuan Great Emperor, this is a skinny old man in black robe.

Qing Ming nodded with respect and said: "I have seen Master Buku!"

Master Buku seems to have surpassed many people here in terms of status and age. He first glanced at Master Guyun next to him, and then saluted Qing Ming: "I was lucky enough to witness the most prosperous era of my hell back then. At that time, Taikoo Lord Pluto, with the power of one person, built eighteen layers of hell in hell, a place where life is extinct. He broke away from the camp of the ancient gods of the Great Zhoutian, and became the only one among the ancient gods who could build the world in hell and rule hell. After the establishment of hell, those ancient gods in the God Realm began to envy Lord Pluto. They did not hesitate to accuse him of all kinds of unreasonable crimes, and even lied and lied. With a magnanimous heart, today's eighteen-story hell was created. No one could have imagined that the God Realm sent an army to suppress it, which led to wars in ancient times. However, after the baptism of wars, our hell has become stronger and more united, but After the fall of Lord Pluto, everything has changed. For so many epochs, no one has controlled the power of hell, and hell is like a loose sand..."