Chapter 114 Crash

Jinyang stands in the vast world of underworld, silently carrying out the "ming wang immortal power" to slowly extract the underworld gas, which is also to prevent direct erosion. In the round underworld, wisps of dark air are intertwined, fighting with each other in the air, and wisps of black gas fell between the collisions. Jin Yang saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

"This is her evil." Jinyang muttered to himself, and the black breath isolated by the underworld gas suspended in Jinyang's hand. If you look closely, you can know that the black gas is not inanimate, but is composed of countless small and invisible underworld texts, which are flowing slightly.

Looking at the sky above the underworld, and finally falling wisps of black gas, Jin Yang had some doubts in his heart whether the body of the drought was really raised by the underworld. What's the matter?" The haunted guard stood in front of Jin Yang, staring at the wisp of black gas in his hand, with surprise in his eyes and seemed to know something about these things.

Jin Yang glanced at him and did not answer. He looked down at Yin Wen, hoping to find the use of this underworld array.

The vast underworld gradually changed, and the underworld surrounding Jinyang gradually became stronger. Pluto's immortal power was also a great shock. Xuanhei's magic power surged, refining the pure Yang Taoist body, and finally flowed to Jinyang's Taisu Yuanshen.

"Hmm?" Feeling the change of the body, the extremely condensed Xuanhei mana entered the Taisu yuan god, and the underworld appeared on the Taisu yuan god, as if a war armor protected the Taisu yuan god.

Fang Ling looked at Jinyang, and his heart changed uncertainly. The cultivation of this descendant of Mingzong was extremely low, and he did not seem to have any profound views on Mingqi. He knew that if he hadn't seen the portrait of the sword of Mingzong's inheritance in the imperial city, he would have thought that Jinyang was impersonated.

"Be careful!" Jinyang came to his senses and looked at the gradually stirring underworld. The black breath suddenly became more, and Jinyang's heart trembled. The whole body is tense and it's not good. Let's go first.

"Is this?" Linghou was first surprised. Looking at the nervous Jinyang, he immediately knew that it was not good. The great body inherited the world, and the huge essence of the world surged in, and it was also amazing in Jinyang's eyes. What a high cultivation!

The round underworld can't isolate the perception of heaven and earth, and there is great power between every move. Jin Yang himself tried his best to run the "Pluon Immortal Power", and his body was like a small boat for fear of being overturned by the waves.

Jinyang and Fang Linghou are preparing for changes in the world of theming Sea, and there is another scene outside the world of theming Sea.

The naked land is wrapped in a huge amount of ghost, which makes people dare not approach it rashly. The news of the birth of the Mausoleum has long spread all over Chu. Countless strong people are waiting for the opportunity, and there are monks from all walks of life, both good and evil, like a piece of it. If you find a little benefit in the Mausoleum, it is a great creation. If you get the god body of the dry god, even a worm will fly to the sky and turn into a real dragon.

The exposed and hidden strong people from all sides stood around the world of the underworld, looking at the underworld surging below, and their hearts were full of small calculations.

Monks from all directions, fairy light array, heavenly sound and auspiciousness accompany each other. Another black clouds fell, and the fairy spirit covering thousands of miles was suddenly discharged. Everyone looked at it and didn't dare to look more. The ancestors of all parties didn't say anything and just get out of the way. The rejected little monk was even more afraid of dodging.

"The Ancestor of Montenegro has arrived!"

"The body of the Montenegro God Tree is unstoppable. The birth of the Mausoleum is the best opportunity. It is not impossible to break through again at a little bit!" A well-informed fairy turned to the people behind him and stopped talking. Dozens of people looked at him and suddenly guessed that it was the hero.

The immortals gathered on the clouds and whispered. One group of heroes is also intertwined and gangs to avoid being bombed and looted by others in the robbery war for a while.

I don't know who suddenly shouted. A figure fell into the vast atmosphere. Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the place that stirred up a little waves, and they were shocked.

"Go!" With a big shout, the dark clouds covering the sky and the sun suddenly soared. The ancestor of Montenegro was the first, followed by hundreds of black lights behind him. The immortals on the top of the clouds were unwilling to lag behind. They called their friends and fell into the world of underworld. Thousands of miles were like dumplings, stirring up a large number of changes in the underworld.

Jinyang, who stood in the world of the underworld and quickly read the classics of the underworld, suddenly raised his head, moved quickly, and violently withdrew more than ten feet. A black cloud rushed in, not real, frightening momentum, and the sharpness made people afraid.

"Montenegro, show mercy!" Fang Ling's body moved quickly in front of Jin Yang. The slightly revealed breath in the black clouds made Jin Yang's heart tremble, and the blood of Chunyang's body could not boil.

"Hmm?" The slowly falling black clouds fell in front of Jinyang, and the anti-watching look was solemn. He did not dare to neglect at all with his high cultivation. The ancestor of Montenegro was even more casual and did not care about the prevention of Linghou.

"fang ling hou, if it hadn't been for the face of the Honghuang, your old bones would have been torn all over the ground!" The ancestor of Montenegro was rude and even aggressive. Jin Yang looked at the old demon, with a brown demon spirit rushing to the sky, with a little green light, very similar to the Mahayana Buddhism.

The prevention of Linghou is still so cautious that he is not affected by the provocation of the ancestors of Montenegro at all.

Touch, bang, bang...

Continuously, black clouds fell, and a big pit exploded on the ground. Many underworld texts were erased. The corners of Jin Yang's eyes shrank, the black clouds fell small, and the underworld affairs erased were big. The underworld array, which was already incomplete, is now more incomplete. The mausoleum was born in front of us.

Just as the golden sun changed, it was dark, and fairy lights flashed over the silent underworld, like a meteor shower, countless. The round world suddenly broke, and the egg-like shell was plunged into big holes, and even the dazzling sunlight shone in.

Jinyang, who was stunned, stared at everything in front of him. The sound was bursting, and it came endlessly from a hundred miles away.

With a pat on the forehead, Jin Yang looked helpless.

"What's going on?" The provocative Ancestor of Montenegro noticed Jinyang and asked. The wrinkled skin is like an old tree, with thin skin and bones. A pair of sharp eyes makes people dare not look directly.

"The mausoleum will be born soon." Jin Yang replied casually. Looking at the vast black catkins, the "Plude immortal skill" worked to the extreme, and small runes condensed into dark, like the incarnation of evil gods returning from hell.

The ancestor of Montenegro looked at Jinyang and ignored him, but turned to look at his subordinates.

Jinyang and Fang Linghou stood in place and did not say anything. Jinyang now only wants to speed up the "ming wang immortality". As long as it is practiced, there is a chance to live in the turbulent underworld. The underworld qi of the mountain and tsunami is the best cultivation in the eyes of the descendants of the Mingzong with profound cultivation. The land of refining, hitting the bottleneck of skills, and cultivating the forbidden art of Mingzong are all excellent help. But in the eyes of a half-hearted man like Jinyang, it is fatal.

"Go!" Fang Linghou shouted and grabbed Jinyang with his big hand and ran fast. Jinyang was silent in the world of the yuan god, and the Fulu, who condensed the "Death of Pluto's immortality" did not resist.

The ancestor of Montenegro in the distance smiled and looked at the two people who were far away.

"Drink!" The ancestor of Montenegro roared, the ghost cried and howled, and the brown demon spirit rose to the sky, and the underworld gas attached to his subordinates suddenly disappeared without a trace. As for his own underworld gas, he could not enter. The monsters in the black clouds are revealed. The body is not much different from the ancestor of Montenegro. They are all bred by the seeds on his own body, with the same vein and the same demonic spirit.

"Roar!" The old demon of Montenegro suddenly showed his madness, and between the sand and stones, a little demon fell into his body. If Jinyang is here, he will definitely recognize that this is the "Taoist method" used by few people.

fang ling hou took Jinyang to run away, and the passage between heaven and earth was suddenly unstable. The roar sounded, and the harsh sound made people's blood surge, and the gradually stirring dark air suddenly changed, rolling violently as if it were boiling by the sky.

"It's cracked!" Jin Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and the prevention of Linghou was also fixed in place. Dozens of fairy lights in the sky struggled in the underworld, and Jin Yang's mind turned sharply. Finally, he sighed that these immortals were not the pilgrim sect seeking refuge in the Heavenly Gate. If they dared to accept the world of the Holy Light, I'm afraid they would immediately bite back.

The landslides and cracks are not enough to describe. The disappearance of a large area of the underworld covering the Mausoleum, and the power of the underworld array that binds the mausoleum gradually disappears. A trace of black hair floated up, like a beautiful woman's satin-like hair, but appeared here, making people feel cold all over. It's not tight.

The immortals who gathered from all directions were suddenly shocked. The fairy weapons were sacrificed and crazily cut the black hair floating towards them. Spells fell one by one, hitting the needle-like black hair, dense, not a single broken, but crooked.

Jinyang stared at these black hairs and did not dare to neglect them at all. The mirror of the universe was sacrificed, and the chaotic fairy light shrouded his body. The prevention of Linghou was completely fearless, and the black hair drifted towards him automatically separated and could not be close to him.

What leaked from the cracked mausoleum was frightening, but no one flinched. Instead, he looked at the Mingwen disappearing, and the fissure flew away and dared not fall behind the people. Now everyone can see that the mausoleum is extremely strange, and the danger is unfathomable. If you don't get a little burial, you will escape and even lose your life.

fang ling hou is also unwilling to lag behind. Jin Yang follows him, and now he dares not run away alone. Hundreds of immortals, that old monster who has not become a spirit. Among them, there are many strong people in the realm of immortals, and it is enough to drink a pot when you meet one. The slightly weaker ones are all high-level ordinary immortals, and Jin Yang really doesn't mean to swing around in it.

Looking at the galloping defense, Jin Yang knew that he must have a detailed map, can find the main gate of the mausoleum, and even the direction of the underground palace, which can avoid many prohibition dangers and go straight to the place of the corpse of the dry god.

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