In the prehistoric battlefield, thousands of trapped sky formations have been lifted, and the surging energy inside rushes out like an out-of-control torrent, mixed with various scorching air waves, cold ice, sword energy, etc., as well as the power of mystery, impacting the nearby forests. A large number of mountains shaking violently, and many vicissitudes of old trees rose up from the ground and churned violently.

The earth was shaking, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Qin Ming and others were covered in blood, sitting cross-legged on the ground, recuperating and calming down.

The burial flower guides the spiritual power between heaven and earth to gather here, Qin Ming releases eternal power, blooms billions of light feathers, and plunders the aura of life into the vast dense forest.

The foggy spiritual power and life force enveloped each of them.

A battle had a brilliant record, but whether it was Qin Ming, who was the main attacker, or the Hanshi Zhanwang who fought to the death, they were seriously injured. After all, they were a group of high-level heavenly martial arts, and most of them were in the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm. It was not easy to kill them all with powerful weapons. However, they were mainly defensive entanglement. Although it was difficult, they could always retreat in time of crisis, so no one was in danger of life and death. Moreover, the palace master Yue Qing and others had advanced to the eighth level of heaven, and they could make timely remedies with the help of Qin Lan.

There was a wave of space in front of him. The old Buddha of Wanfo Sect personally came to the prehistoric battlefield. With a wave of his hand, he dispersed all kinds of surging mist in front of him, stepped on the blood all over the ground, and walked towards the middle of the ruins. The battlefield was full of messes, cracks spreading, as if they had torn apart the strata several thousand meters below. Many giant beasts of hundreds of meters were cut into pieces, or smashed into pieces, and a large amount of blood gathered into a pond, bloody and pungent.

The corpses and various ways of dying were shocking.

Lao Buddha calmly avoided the corpse and walked towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was surrounded by surging golden light, absorbing strong vitality, and restoring his broken body, especially with bones exposed on half of his face, his tongue could be seen.

"The battlefield of the prehistoric world has been closed, and the Great Chaos Realm is evacuating to the abyss of the Void. You can have three days to cultivate and leave after that." The old Buddha was old and calm, like an ordinary old man, unable to feel the breath of his peak Huangwu.

Qin Ming opened his eyes and hid the bright golden light: "I've caused you trouble. At most, we will leave after we have a rest."

Lao Fo folded his hands together and was silent for a moment: "I wonder what Mr. Qin is thinking about?"

"I can accept that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect enters the underworld, but..."

"If Mr. Qin has this heart, I will thank you for your future people on behalf of the Wanfo Sect and the people in the future. No matter what the conditions are, I can make the decision to respond on behalf of the Wanfo Sect."

"The limit I can accept is the eighth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm. Please forgive me for not being able to bear the rest for the time being, and the space in the Netherworld is also difficult to bear."

"I understand!" The old Buddha nodded slightly. As long as Qin Ming was willing to accept the Wanfo Sect, they would do it. They had no intention of threatening the underworld, and would not hurt it. They just hoped to accompany the growth of the underworld in the early stage, absorb the innate power there, and become the first generation of ghosts, so as to wait for the future of the underworld to be fully integrated with the real world. The Wanfo Sect can shine on the underworld, purify some of the evil forces, and restrain the underworld from over-threatening the world.

"I have another condition, allowing me to absorb the wandering souls and resentment from the prehistoric battlefield." Qin Ming always hoped to absorb all the undead power in the prehistoric battlefield before leaving. It has existed for tens of thousands of years. Not only are the spirit demons accompanied by various fighting in the reproduction, but the number of people who come here to experience is also huge, and a large part of them have died in the battlefield. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, even if the lonely souls and resentment here has dissipated a lot, there must be more precipitated, even stronger than Wansui Mountain. After all, it is a Jedi, and this is an open killing battlefield.

The skeleton dick had summoned a large number of skeletons before. If it was summoned with the power of the underworld, the scene would definitely be even more spectacular.

"I will serve on behalf of the Great Chaos Realm and agree to your request." Lao Fu nodded silently. This was not an excessive request.

They carefully discussed what Qin Ming said to Dan Tai Mingjing before. Although Xianxia Palace was still a little doubtful, Tianji Pavilion, Demon Alliance, and Wanfo Sect were all more inclined to that. They had repeatedly seen the recorded scenes and paid attention to Qin Ming's expression and many subtle changes. It was not like lying. Then they joined forces to help Tianji Pavilion open the forbidden power and deduced the starry sky formation. Although the result was still very chaotic and complicated, and it was not clear that it could not be seen clearly, the Lord of Tianji Pavilion still felt something vaguely based on his experience.

If you really think what Qin Ming said is to save this exhausting world, then their Great Chaos Realm has reason to help. Although the eternal kings of all dynasties have been defeated, the underworld controlled by Qin Ming seems to be a brand new force, a unique weapon, which may create miracles in the future.

"What's going on outside now?"

"The black dragon led the royal family's pursuit to the mainland, and is still there, and the specific situation is still unknown."

Mainland? Qin Ming's golden eyes condensed slightly, thinking of the purpose of the black dragon. It seems that it won't take long before the royal family's Huangwu will lose one or two more.

After one day of cultivation, Qin Ming and his friends recovered their spiritual power, treated their skin and flesh injuries, and even took away all the imperial family Tianwu who died in battle and the large number of treasures they carried.

Five hundred and 30,000 monks collectively descended to the prehistoric battlefield, and successively received the light of darkness, and entered the underworld.

In order to dispel Qin Ming's concerns, Wanfo Sect only arranged an old Buddha to lead the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm, and left all the other Tianwu Eighth level and the Ninth level of the Tianwu Realm.

Among the 530,000 monks, not all are warriors, but some ordinary people cannot withstand the invasion of dark and dark power. Even those monks in the Lingwu Realm Martial Realm will suffer in the underworld, as if they may die at any time.

So as soon as they entered, they all gathered together, sat cross-legged in the cold ghost mountains, chanted Buddhist scriptures, released the power of Buddha, and resisted the invasion of the underworld with collective strength. Then, with the cooperation of several high-level Tianwu, they led the fire of the underworld to descend, tempered the body with blood river, and began a painful transformation like purgatory. They would give up their lives in endless torture, transform into an immortal ghost monk, cut off the cycle of reincarnation, and wander in the underworld forever forever.

Qin Ming's consciousness body was silently concerned for a while, and was also touched by the huge scenes and painful screams. It deliberately weakened the power of the underworld there, created a relatively stable environment for them, and dispersed many ghosts there, allowing them to transform safely. After all, if these 530,000 monks are used properly, they will also be a powerful force.

Afterwards, Qin Ming released the skeleton dick and the death knives, and also controlled the Shura Sword, and began to "hunter" in the thousands of miles of the battlefield in the prehistoric battlefield, awakening the silent lonely souls, gathering floating resentment and obsession, and even waking up the buried skeletons.

A shocking and gloomy picture soon appeared in the prehistoric battlefield. The sky and the earth were dark, the dark light was floating, the sound of death knives echoed across the mountains and rivers, and ghosts rose like black smoke. Widths of obsessions ranged from invisible to tangible, and skeletons teared the ground, collapsed the mountains, and made a ferocious roar.

They are densely packed and huge in number, like torrents, forming in all directions, rushing towards the hidden world where Qin Ming is open.

From thousands to tens of thousands, from hundreds of thousands to millions, the number is still increasing. Even Qin Ming was surprised that there was so much undead power buried under the seemingly vibrant battlefield, just as if he saw the other side behind the world.

Even Tianhuang Longjiao and others were deeply stimulated by the overwhelming loneliness and resentment of the lonely souls and the skeletons from all directions, as if they had seen hell with their own eyes. It is hard to imagine what kind of scenes Qin Ming would have if he really controlled the underworld and how powerful it would have.

Two days later, the Great Chaos Realm stopped Qin Ming's absorption and sent them away. It was not that he didn't want him to use it, but the Great Chaos Realm was approaching the Void Abyss. Once he entered there, the space channel would be completely invalid, and Qin Ming and the others could not leave any more. The Great Chaos Realm must also enter the Void Abyss as soon as possible before the royal family reacted, so as not to leave traces and be tracked down by the royal family.
Chapter completed!