Mysterious blood boils

He is like a silent phantom. Under the hidden protection of the sacred monument, even a god-level spirit cannot detect his existence. What he needs to be most careful about is the obstruction of the dark nets underground. The dark underworld is a defensive artifact refined by the Western dark gods. It is cast in the ground where the army is stationed. If someone wants to escape from the earth, once they touch the dark underworld, they will be noticed by the night watch masters on the ground and launch a deadly attack. s attack.

However, in the eyes of Xuanyuanpeng, who owns the sacred stele and Dongxue Earth Emperor Gong, such a dark net that is regarded as a shielding and defensive artifact by God's Domain is worthless. He is like a fish in water in the soil, and every grain of mud Chendu is like his subjects, he knows exactly where there is the net of darkness, and how to cross it without being noticed by the night-watching darkness master on the ground.

Unknowingly, Xuanyuanpeng crossed the underground of the Shenyu barracks, and gradually escaped into the vast and endless battlefield of catastrophe below the city. Under the deep underground, he could clearly see that in the mud layer, there were crossbow arrows, Broken weapons one after another, dead bodies, these are the corpses of gods and gods that fell in the underground war... On the ground, there are layers of corpses that can't be seen at a glance, and blood flows between the corpses. drifting pestle...

Infinite resentment, death, anger, and suffocation filled the heaven and earth on the catastrophic battlefield. Whether it was the soldiers of the God Realm or the soldiers of the Immortal Clan, many of them died without regret, and many of them died tragically. It was raining like a torrential rain, and was sensed by Xuanyuan Peng into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Because he is running the Dongxue Earth Emperor Kungfu, he can sense countless death breaths from the soil, and because of him, he has broken through the eighth-level ruler secret realm, the Great Five Emperors of Darkness have broken through the peak transformation, and comprehended the "Order of Life and Death". He is the supreme ruler of the underworld who rules death, walking among countless dead corpses.Can he not feel the billowing breath of death, just like his subjects?

Xuanyuanpeng shuttled forward silently, and as he approached the central area of ​​the catastrophic battlefield, his figure gradually floated towards the ground...

Suddenly, a pile of corpses collapsed silently, the blood-stained mud layer was overturned, and Xuanyuan Peng slowly rose from the ground.Standing on the battlefield of countless corpses.

In the distance, the Heavenly King City is like a gigantic monster lying between the sky and the earth. There is no light on the top of the city, but Xuanyuanpeng senses the energy fluctuations in the sky and the earth... Similarly, God's Domain barracks in the rear.It was also completely silent, there was no light at all, but there were criss-crossing patrolling spirits everywhere, and the dark net of darkness underground...

"Huh. I'm not the only one on the catastrophe battlefield..." Xuanyuan Peng swept his eyes and suddenly saw countless corpses deep inside.The broken flags and streamers were hidden in the thin mist, deep in the mist.Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps are floating, and soul lamps are flickering...

He is not the only one on the battlefield of catastrophe, besides him, the undead powerhouses of the God Realm roam the vast battlefield, collecting countless undead, while the soul-refining powerhouses and soul-destroying powerhouses of the immortal clan, Even strong zombies are wandering around the battlefield, plundering their souls, searching for powerful corpses, trying to refine them into powerful zombies...

Even, from time to time, undead powerhouses from God's Realm would meet with demonic powerhouses from the Immortal Clan, tearing apart the independent space and launching fierce battles, which continued to happen.

Xuanyuanpeng's eyes were piercing, and he saw an undead emperor in the distance, surrounded by millions of phantom-like undead, roaring past, and in the other direction, an oriental demon celestial being, waving a soul banner, constantly Extract the remaining souls from the corpses...

During the day there is a battle of the gods during the day, and at night there is a battle of the gods at night!During the day, it is a blood-boiling battle of gods, and at night, it is a strange battle of gods for dead souls!

Xuanyuan Peng stood on the battlefield of corpses piled up like a mountain, feeling the mysterious and powerful battle of demons and gods in this catastrophe land, his eyes were calm, he took a deep breath, eighteen layers of hell, layer after layer behind him, Emerging, Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Blood Sea Hell, Iceberg Hell, Oil Pot Hell... Behind him, there are eighteen vortex-like horror portals floating, billowing death ghost, blowing from the depths of hell. scrape out...

"Fate rules the Tao!" Xuanyuanpeng's eyes suddenly shone brightly, a long river of fate that only he could see roared and flowed in front of him, his consciousness swept away, and suddenly, the endless light of fate was captured by him His spiritual sense sensed it, and he saw the ray of fate that intersected with him at this moment...

It's just that the rays of fate that he saw were not vibrant and silvery, but dark and dim, lifeless...

However, Xuanyuanpeng realized the peak supernatural power of the Great Five Emperors of Darkness, the order of life and death, and he performed this technique. Suddenly, his two eyes, one was white and had no black pupils, and the other was pitch-black. , without a trace of white eyes, as if seeing through yin and yang, ruling life and death.

"Om!" He opened his eyes of life and death, and saw the rays of his fate, and on top of the gathered dark rays of fate, there were traces of gray-white death light. This kind of gray-white death light, only Only with his kind of life and death eyes can he see it!

"In the name of the Supreme Being of the Underworld, the Lord of Destiny, I summon the souls of death, and bring them all under my command!" Xuanyuan Peng muttered in the dark divine language, and chanted the soul-summoning spell of the Netherworld, and stretched out his big hand. , the God of Life and Death poured into his palm, and instantly condensed a banner of life and death, hula la suspended behind his back, above the [-]th floor of hell.

At this moment, Xuanyuanpeng sees through life and death, sees through yin and yang, he opens the eighteen layers of hell, gathers the "Spirit Summoning Life and Death Banner", and summons countless souls from all directions to return to him with the life and death mantra that can only be mastered by the Nadir Supreme Being!

"Sah!" In an instant, on the battlefield of catastrophe, the dark energy of death surged, as if boiling, among the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there were phantom-like undead, fierce and fierce... one after another felt the power of the divine curse. Summoning, it is a call from a superior person at the origin of the soul, it cannot be refused, it cannot be resisted, it is the call of the death supreme, it is the call of the lord of the underworld who masters the law of death, any dead soul must accept it Calling, you must go to worship...

One after another, clusters, pieces, waves of undead souls emerged unsteadily from the corpses, from the blood-stained mud, buzzing...Under the call of the death spell, each one Souls of the dead are all in an instant.The fire of the soul with different light and shade was ignited, and every soul awakened a trace of sanity!

"The Lord... is calling me..." Countless souls all looked in the direction of Xuanyuanpeng. There, there was a banner of summoning souls, rising high, and there, there was the rolling wave of the space where the undead returned!

boom!The torrential rain of dead souls, from all directions.Pounce on the soul-calling banner, as if, in the dark night, in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, that pole-calling the soul-calling banner is an immortal magic lamp, countless souls, like moths to the flame, are flying towards the soul-calling banner direction.whizzing away...

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The catastrophic battlefield outside the Heavenly King City.I don't know how many years of battles have gone through, but the power of Xuanyuanpeng's order of life and death and the rule of fate lies in that it can not only summon the souls from the corpses all over the ground who died in battle today.And it can burn the stubble into ashes, blast the souls of the dead deep into the earth, and summon them out.

That alone.They are far superior to the undead powerhouses in the realm of the gods, and they are far superior to the magical powers such as seizing souls and refining zombies in the fairy clan's magic way. It is the soul of death, no matter how strong or weak it is, it will be searched and entered into his hell space.

He has mastered a series of magical powers of the Ming clan, and can forge countless souls into a tyrannical army of death. This is much stronger than the undead powerhouses in the God Realm and the monsters in the Immortal Dao.

Xuanyuanpeng held the banner of summoning souls, standing on the central battlefield, in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, in the vast ground, dead souls were pouring in like raindrops, the number of them was innumerable. A sliver of spirituality in the souls was ignited, and a sliver of soul fire was ignited. Looking from a distance, the dim will-o'-the-wisp, like a rainstorm, flew madly towards the direction where Xuanyuan Peng was standing...

"Huh? Such a powerful death emperor?!" On the battlefield of catastrophe, the tidal wave of souls immediately alarmed the undead emperors, masters of refining souls, emperors of seizing souls, and zombie lords who roamed the battlefield and searched for the corpses of strong souls. , They were shocked by the boiling soul fluctuations, and they saw that in the pile of corpses, under the ground, like a stormy sea, countless souls drilled out, roaring, and rushing into the distance...

Powerhouses from all directions can see that the entire catastrophe battlefield is illuminated by clusters of will-o'-the-wisp soul lights into a sea of ​​light, like a wave of trillions of fireflies flying in one direction, that is the direction of the central battlefield !In the depths of the soul light sea, there is a faint, majestic death energy, soaring into the sky, like an emperor worshiped by souls, continuously housing countless dead souls.

"Hiss, who is that expert, who can create such a momentum of soul-absorbing?"

"Weird, where is this soul-controlling magical skill, regardless of strength, all are stored, what kind of Horcrux did he refine, it can hold such a huge amount of souls?"

"Is that one person, or a group of people? I suspect that a large number of people are collecting souls. If not, even a peak tycoon would not be able to collect such a large number of souls. I just can't figure it out. They collected so many weak souls." What are you doing, you must know that each master-level soul must use powerful secret techniques to awaken their energy in life, supernatural powers, and transform into a powerful death expert. Besides, is there such a powerful energy to control a large number of souls? One careless , if it backfires, wouldn't it become the nourishing energy for the souls?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a single person or a group of people, in short, those who dare to collect souls with such a large amount of money must be very powerful, quite powerful, otherwise they wouldn't dare to do so!"

"It's broken, once the soul is gone, tomorrow's battle of the gods, the skeleton powerhouses of my God's Domain, why are they using skeleton magic powers to transform countless skeleton armies in this catastrophic battlefield?"

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All the powerhouses collecting souls from all directions were stunned by the terrifying sight of Xuanyuanpeng summoning souls. They did not dare to collect such a large amount of souls, nor did they have powerful enough soul-controlling magical powers to control a large amount of souls. , then the soul master will also be reduced to a ferocious nourishing energy.

On the side of God's Domain, there is also the skeleton family of the dark demons, who can use magic to summon countless bone skeletons on the spot to serve as cannon fodder for the battle of gods. However, if you want to summon skeleton warriors, you must awaken the soul fire of the corpses. The soul has been taken away, how is the fire of the soul born?

Xuanyuanpeng's soul-recovering action instantly destroyed the magic spells of the dark demons and skeleton masters!This was something he didn't expect. Of course, even if he thought about it, it would be impossible to leave a source of countless skeletons for the skeleton experts!

On the battlefield of catastrophe, there are glowing fireflies flying like a vast ocean. They are dots of gloomy soul light, converging into a fluctuating ocean. Xuanyuanpeng rules the Tao and life and death orders with fate, and summons the souls of the dead. The scale is too large, but he There are eighteen layers of hell, enough to accommodate countless souls.

"You are... Dongfang Immortal Cultivator, you dare to accept the soul of my God Realm, you deserve death, kill!" An undead emperor, like a phantom, emerged from the sky, standing in the sky above Xuanyuan Peng, looking down, the soul of the vast ocean , Flying into the eighteen vortex-like portals of hell one after another, he couldn't help being furious, roared, and slashed down with one palm!

boom!A wave of death energy, killing the sky, the undead emperor, two soul fires, resplendent like two rounds of green suns, his palm, tearing a large piece of void, the shattered space crack, turned into Countless ashes are flying around the edge of his death palm...

"An undead emperor? Do you think he can defeat me, the supreme being of the underworld, the ruler of death? Die for me!" Xuanyuanpeng raised his head violently, flying like a waterfall with his long hair flying, his burning eyes, Staring at the undead emperor who was killing him, he let out a long roar, and the eighteen levels of hell behind him shook violently...

"Steamer stove!" With a bang, Xuanyuanpeng slashed with his big hand, raised and lowered, two steaming steamers, as fast as lightning, and suddenly, the undead emperor who killed him was locked in the steamer In the process, he was not given a chance to struggle at all, and there was no room for him to dodge at all!

"Hiss..." The death experts who witnessed that scene were all shocked by Xuanyuan Peng's strike, and they felt that Xuanyuan Peng's palm seemed to condense infinite hell energy, death energy, and what he struck was not just a palm , but split out eighteen hell stars... (to be continued...)