Emperor of Nine Suns

"You can leave the Demon Underworld Sect."

"Yes, Master."

Zi Xi breathed a long sigh of relief. Lord Changsheng had no task to give her, which meant that she could dominate her own time.

After a few last words, Lord Changsheng's figure slowly disappeared into the void.

Obviously, it can be seen that the matter on his side is very urgent, and it seems that he is not in the mood to say more, and the exchange between the master and the apprentice is ended.

Just as Zixi was about to leave the giant rock, a very subtle sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang in his ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, you can see that at the far end of the sky, a gray streamer is approaching here quickly like a gallop.

There are waves of incomparable spiritual power fluctuations in that stream of light, like a gushing volcano, which will burst out with terrifying power that destroys the world at any time! !

this is……

Zi Xi's pupils shrank violently, and the figure stretched, suddenly turning into a purple light and plunged into a dark corner on the edge of Duxu Peak.

At the same time, she also reduced the breath of her whole body, hiding behind a rock mound.

The gray electric light aura was majestic, and came across the void with an indescribable powerful pressure.

With that gray light blasting on the huge rock, the entire space froze fiercely.

Faintly, layers of faint gray mist can be seen diffused from the light, filling the entire space.

In this gray mist, waves of strong death breath radiated out, and the giant rock space seemed to become another, cold world.

"The power of the space around this Crossing Xufeng is very powerful, but it will save us a lot of energy."

The gray light completely dissipated, revealing a handsome, baby-faced teenager who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was the contemporary master brother of Nether Peak, the strongest of the younger generation of Demon Sect, and the son of Nether Han Dian.

He glanced around and nodded very satisfied.

Not far away, Zi Xi hidden in a dark corner gave a violent heart.

Since the Han Dian came, the wind around him disappeared without a trace, and the world was calm and there was no abnormality.

It gives people the feeling that this world has been completely suppressed by him.

Is this the terrifying power possessed by the super powers of Linghe Realm?

Zi Xi once again reduced the aura on her body, and her whole person almost turned into a stone of dying.

Such an enemy is really too terrifying, no matter what the big brother of the Netherworld Sect is here for, once she is discovered, there is only one dead end.

Han Dian still smiled, looking like a harmless and sunny little Zhengtai.

It's just that the group of gray-robed Netherworld disciples behind him were silent, looking at him with a sense of awe.

When Han Dian's gaze inadvertently scanned the place where Zi Xi was hiding, the deep eyes suddenly fluctuated.

Zi Xi felt a sudden shock in her heart when she sensed this scene, even her breathing stopped completely, and her figure remained motionless.

At this moment, a small ant that had emerged from the depths of the darkness swaggered onto the white palm of her hand holding on to the wall, rustling its fine footsteps.

"Hehe... Okay, let's get to work."

Han Dian retracted his gaze and waved his hands to everyone behind him.

I saw the group of disciples wearing Netherworld Sect robes each taking out a black iron pipe from the storage ring.

The iron pipes are about three feet long, as thick as an arm, with thin gray lines on them.

Although the black iron pipe looks like iron, it is shiny like jade.

A total of twelve dark iron pipes were joined together to form a long rod more than three feet long.

When the long rods are spliced ​​together, the gray lines on the tops suddenly shine, as if they are connected, and the whole iron pipe suddenly changes, turning into gray and black, emitting a powerful spiritual force. fluctuation.

I saw a gray-robed disciple throwing his hands fiercely, and those three long poles floated in front of Han Dian.

And Han Dian shook his hands, waves of strong spiritual power burst out, forming a gray-black flame in the void, and began to violently burn the long rod.

Crackling...

The ear-piercing flame explosion sounded endlessly, and under the fierce burning of the flame, the long rod appeared deeper and darker.

There is a special kind of magic!

After the flame burned for about a cup of tea, I saw Han Dian remotely tugging at the long pole, and with a huff, a large blood-colored banner was pulled out of the pole!

It turns out that this is the case. Is this blood-colored flag the true face of the long pole?

Zi Xi was shocked. The banner was more than ten feet long and about nine feet wide. The surface of the flag was as red as blood, and it looked like it had been soaked with rich blood.

And the flag is not embroidered with the famous nether totem of Nether Peak, but embroidered with a group of extremely strange pictures!

There are six dim light spots, each showing dark blue, dark red, dark green, dark gold, dark black, and dark gray.

There are a series of reversal swirling patterns around the light spot, forming a set of reversed Liuhe totems between each other.

When Zixi looked at the dim light spots, she felt a shock in her mind, and only felt that the six light spots seemed to form an endless vortex, which contained endless attraction, which seemed to be her own. The soul must be separated from the body and enter and exit that spot of light!

This scene shocked her, and she closed her eyes subconsciously, and at the same time a touch of horror surged in her heart.

Just looking at it, I feel that my soul will be swallowed by that flag~www.ltnovel.com~ How powerful is that?

Rumbling...

The blood-colored banner fluttered in the wind, and when the banner appeared, a billowing gray mist rose from the surface of the flag, evolving into gray illusions in the void.

And the six light spots on the banner shone brightly, rising out like six small suns, and gradually evolved into six completely different small worlds, connected to each other, containing majestic things that are difficult to guess. The force of terror.

Han Dian's hand gestures changed abruptly, and he saw that the gray flame instantly transformed into a sea of ​​gray-black lightning. Thick thunder and lightning continued to circulate in the six deep worlds, as if strips of gray. Thunder and lightning mad dragon.

Every time those thunder and lightning mad dragons circulate in the six small worlds, the terrifying pressure in the void becomes stronger.

This is... This is cultivating this powerful magic weapon! !

Beside Duxu Peak, refining this evil magic weapon, what purpose does Han Dian have?