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Chapter 543: The Hand of the Underworld God!

Lin Xiang's desperate struggle forced his body to stagnate, and the ghost behind him screamed anxiously, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Hurry up and save me!" Lin Xiang looked up to the direction of the Holy Land of Ling Xiao, his arms stretched out, his eyes full of longing and prayers for life.

But no one responded to him. People looked at the gate of the underworld in fear, and their hearts trembled.

"The gate of the underworld? Didn't the legend disappear? Why did it appear here?"

"It was summoned by this person, with such power, who is he?"

"It's too scary. If Lin Xiang is pulled into the underworld, there must be endless torture waiting for him!"

Ren Qingkuang frowned slightly, and shook his palm at Lin Xiang: "Hand of the Underworld God!"

boom!
I saw a purple-black arm as thick as a mountain flying out of the portal, grabbing Lin Xiang like a chicken.

"Uh..." Lin Xiang's eyes widened, and he looked at the arms under him in horror, and his heart couldn't be more frightened.

Mysterious runes appeared one after another on the arm, wisps of strange aura permeated the air, and all the grass passed by turned into fly ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the arm carried Lin Xiang and disappeared into the gate of the underworld with a whoosh.

When Lin Xiang disappeared, the gate of the underworld was also closed, turning into dots of light and disappearing with the wind, without leaving any traces, as if it had never appeared before.

Silence all over...

Zhao Wushuang saw this scene completely in his eyes, and his heart was shocked!

"What a powerful power of the Dao! Ren's frivolous words have already reached the pinnacle! This is the power that only the emperor has. How could he have it at this level?" Zhao Wushuang was speechless in surprise, not only He, even the saints present were quite shocked.

Wen Tiancheng reversed his previous attitude. Originally, he still looked down upon Ren frivolously, but after witnessing his miraculous performance, there was no disdain in his heart, replaced by deep fear.

"Here……"

Qin Zihan swallowed hard, he saw Lin Xiang's tragic death clearly, although he didn't know what the method was, but Ren Qingkuang had the strength to kill Lin Xiang, so he could still deal with him if he wanted to.

Ren Qingkuang turned around and stared at Tan Zihan, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

"Wait...wait! I was wrong, sir! I was really wrong! Please forgive me!" Tan Zihan knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.

Everyone looked at him without the slightest hint of ridicule in their hearts, they just looked at him with sympathy, because it would be so unbearable for anyone.

Ren Qingkuang ignored it, but sat back at the place just now, cross-legged beside the black giant sword.

Tan Zihan, who was not forgiven, didn't dare to move at all, her forehead pressed firmly to the ground, and tears flowed down her face.

The faces of the disciples of Lingxiao Holy Land were hot. Qin Zihan and Lin Xiang were foolish to provoke this evil god. At this moment, they could only pray in their hearts, and Ren Fengkuang must not take his anger on them.

This farce came to an end, and people paid more attention to Ren frivolity, knowing what would happen if they offended him.

Lei Xuanqiong snorted softly, and continued to adjust his breath, while Duan Jinghong smiled, mixed with inexplicable meaning.

"Wushuang, do you understand?" Wen Tiancheng asked.

"Beyond my ability, to be honest, I can't spy anything." Zhao Wushuang shook his head.

"What kind of power is this? Hasn't the passage to the underworld disappeared?" Wen Tiancheng's lingering fear has not yet dissipated.

"This is the highest state of being able to follow the law, which is far beyond my comprehension." Zhao Wushuang has always been very aware that there are people outside the sky, and although he is powerful and arrogant now, if he encounters difficulties, such as Ren frivolous The descendant of the great emperor, I am afraid that even he will fall into his hands.

"It's too scary, you must not provoke this person." Wen Tiancheng gave himself a shot in the arm, and secretly became wary.

Recalling Ren's frivolous actions, Zhao Wushuang fell into deep thought.
"This is not the power of the ordinary way, nor is it supernatural power, nor is it a martial skill. It is similar to the general trend of the world. Who is his ancestor?"

Everyone is thinking in their hearts how to deal with the possible changes that may occur after the arrival of Xianjiang. The impact that Ren frivolity brings to them is too great, and they have to prepare in advance.

Huang Xinxuan returned to the 'base camp' of Xuanming Holy Land, which was Zhao Wushuang's intention. After all, if something unexpected happened midway, it might not be able to take care of it.

Moreover, Zhao Wushuang had also asked her before, that the chances of Huang Xinxuan returning to the Tianyuan Dynasty in the future were not high, at least she would not do so before her strength reached the level of self-protection.

According to Zhao Wushuang's reminder, at least the strength of Wu Zun's third heaven can pass through the ice volcano ridge safely and without mistakes.

The most important thing is that the training and resources that can be obtained by practicing in Xuanming Holy Land far exceed Qixia Sect, so there is no need to go back for the time being.

Seeing that she has made up her mind, Zhao Wushuang can't say much, after all, everyone has their own choice.

Three hours passed quickly, and the sky suddenly glowed with multicolored rays, and an inexplicable aura swept away.

"Here we come!" Zhao Wushuang was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the general situation of the world, and stared straight at the sky.

Deng!
The sound of the bell like the divine sound of the avenue slowly spread to everyone's ears, and everyone looked up one after another with fiery eyes.

The colorful lights descended one after another, the sky suddenly became illusory, and a silver tree could be vaguely seen standing between the sky and the earth!
Not only that, but a fairy palace appeared beside the silver tree, and a sacred and heavy breath came out.

Deng!
Another bell rings!The light suddenly appeared in the void!Taoist platforms gradually appeared one by one, and under people's expectant eyes, the raging spiritual energy of heaven and earth erupted instantly!

Bathed in this unique aura of heaven and earth, Zhao Wushuang felt comfortable all over, and couldn't help but think of the scene in the ancient ruins.

It's just that this spiritual energy is stronger than it, and it has a sacred atmosphere, which makes people sink.

There are nine Taoist platforms suspended in the sky, engraved with divine patterns on them, emitting golden light, which attracts people's attention.

The branches of the silver tree kept swaying, and the star-like light spots slowly descended, falling on every platform, rendering them like treasures!

Sudden!Nine beams of light descended from the sky, landed directly on the Taoist platform, and enveloped it.

After all this was completed, the Immortal Palace suddenly disappeared, leaving only the Silver Tree.

"Is this the descending of the immortals?" Zhao Wushuang was attracted by this miraculous scene, and it was the first time he had seen such a miraculous scene.

The once-in-a-hundred-year immortal descent is the source of blessing for martial artists in the Eastern Continent, and it has certain restrictions, that is, each person can only trigger it once in a lifetime.

If you have experienced a fairy descending once and want to go to the Taoist platform again, you will be obliterated by unknown rules.

Many people tried it a few years ago, but without exception, they all ended in death.

All the warriors of the older generation present have experienced the immortal descent, and now they see this sacred scene again, and they still have enthusiasm and awe in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)