Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters white underworld pattern
"Ancestor Mengzhu is meditating. I will take you there, Senior Xia Chen." Chen Mengxing said quickly.
"No, you can do your work first. I'll go find her myself." Xia Chen waved his hand with a smile and strode away.
"Master, Senior Xia Chen is very approachable and approachable. He doesn't have the airs of a master at all. You can't tell that he is an eighth-level magical monk. He is just like an ordinary person." A young disciple asked curiously after Xia Chen walked away.
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Chen Mengxing smiled faintly: "If you can see the extraordinary, an expert will no longer be an expert. Remember. Don't talk about Senior Xia Chen's name behind his back in the future. You should respect him in your heart and go to work."
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"Yes." The young man stuck out his tongue.
Xia Chen walked slowly and quickly, and after a while he arrived in front of a quiet manor. His mind had already scanned the entire Ouyang Island, and he knew exactly where Chen Mengzhu was.
As soon as he walked into the manor, Xia Chen saw Chen Mengzhu meditating with her eyes closed. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful sleeping fairy. Even if she didn't move, she still had a pure and pure temperament.
Hearing the footsteps, Chen Mengzhu opened his eyes and stood up with a happy face: "When did you come back?"
"I just came back." Xia Chen looked at her, feeling happy and warm in his heart, and smiled slightly, "It seems that the Chen family has changed a lot, and you are now like an ancestor."
Chen Mengzhu walked up to him, stared at him with her beautiful eyes for a while, then naturally fell into his arms, and said quietly: "I miss you."
Xia Chen hugged her soft and delicate body and teased: "You are already an ancestor, why are you still acting like a little girl?"
Chen Mengzhu didn't speak, but his breathing became rapid, his eyes were blurred, his lips were slightly opened, and he raised his head. She kissed him on the lips like a chicken pecking at rice, and opened Xia Chen's teeth with her soft tongue, and took the initiative to reach out.
Go in.
Xia Chen was startled, but then he was melted by her fiery enthusiasm. He couldn't help but close his eyes, open his lips, and wantonly taste the girl's tenderness.
Suddenly, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes suddenly opened. In the depths of his pupils, there were two nine-nether lines that were as black as ink.
"Ah..." Xia Chen couldn't make a sound and tried his best to back away. His whole body was full of breath, trying to break away from Chen Mengzhu's lips.
But Chen Mengzhu's hands clasped his shoulders tightly, and countless Nine Netherworld patterns emanated from her hands, body, and even eyes, like dark clouds, wrapping Xia Chen inside.
Her cherry lips have never been separated from Xia Chen. The Nine Netherworld Patterns that are spitting out from her mouth, and the mouths of tongguo and their sticky mouths are constantly entering Xia Chen's body.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns were like mercury with consciousness, quickly covering Xia Chen's internal organs, forcibly suppressing Xia Chen's constant aura.
At the same time, the Nine Netherworld Pattern in Xia Chen's dantian that had been hidden for more than ten years suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then expanded rapidly, deriving an extremely strong Hell Pattern shock wave that bombarded the Five Elements Formation.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns that entered his body together generated shock waves. Internal and external attacks violently impacted the Five Elements Formation.
Xia Chen trembled violently, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and the internal and external bombardment of the Nine Netherworld Patterns was tantamount to forming a nuclear explosion in his body. He even had no time to use his body-protecting magical powers before he suffered severe injuries.
After dozens of tyrannical attacks in succession, the Five Elements Formation in the Dantian of the physical body could no longer withstand it, and exploded with a bang.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns within the formation and the Nine Netherworld Patterns outside the formation met and merged in an instant, forming an existence that could no longer be separated from each other.
"Hahaha... I finally woke up, Fang Jia, you did a great job." A low and crazy laughter came from Xia Chen's body. It was the voice of Lord Jiuyou Ming, "I finally found my natal underworld pattern.
, Xia Chen, thank you for caring for it for me for so many years. Now it’s time for it to return to its original owner. I can finally gather my body again.”
The Nine Netherworld Patterns rapidly changed, forming a tall man in Xia Chen's Dantian, who was none other than the Nine Netherworld Lord in human form.
"No!" Xia Chen roared angrily, and slapped Chen Mengzhu's shoulders with both palms, knocking her away far away, cutting off the connection between the Nine Netherworld Patterns that were still flowing from her mouth.
He staggered back, his body emitted countless dazzling golden rays, and a scorching sun-like soul broke through numerous obstacles and escaped.
"Want to leave? How can it be that easy? Just come back obediently. I can still use your soul." Lord Jiuyouming sneered. He grabbed his hands and immediately stretched out countless tentacles with Nine Netherworld patterns and tied them tightly.
Xia Chen's soul.
Xia Chen's soul flickered, releasing blazing spiritual fire, turning the Nine Netherworld Patterns into ashes. However, the tentacles of the Nine Netherworld Patterns could not be burned away by the wildfire, but the spring breeze regenerated more and more, turning his Yuan Shen into ashes.
Trapped in the body.
Chen Mengzhu wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, a fierce expression appeared on his face, and he rushed forward suddenly, his slender hands clasped Xia Chen's shoulders again, a pair of beautiful eyes emitted dark nine-nether lines, and shot into Xia Chen's blood-red flesh.
In both eyes.
"Xia Chen, I didn't expect that you would be buried in the hands of the woman you loved. You worked hard to train her for so many years and were so good to her, but in the end you were killed by him. Tell me how sad you are." Chen Mengzhu shouted sharply.
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The voice was harsh and sharp, and it was Fang Jia's voice.
Xia Chen didn't answer, his face was twisted, his soul was like a wild horse trying to break free of the reins, emitting a powerful force that could shatter the earth. Even if Jiuyou Mingjun and Fang Jia worked together, they still felt like they couldn't control it.
"What a powerful soul. I haven't seen him for more than ten years. I never thought that his soul has become so powerful. I have just recovered my body. If I can devour his soul, I can achieve the greatest achievement in the world in a very short time."
Strong power." Lord Jiuyouming said excitedly.
"Lord Mingjun, what are you waiting for? Enjoy it to your heart's content. Devour his spirit and his body. Everything about him will become yours. I will also devour Chen Mengzhu's consciousness, so that these lovers can
A pair, a different kind of rebirth in us!" Fang Jia laughed nervously.
"That's a good idea." Lord Jiu Nether sneered, and his tall figure spread out and transformed into countless Nine Nether Marks again, like a wisp of smoke, falling on Xia Chen's soul.
Xia Chen's soul was shaken, and endless soul fire was born, burning the dark patterns into nothingness.
However, Jiu Nether Lord has integrated the Nine Nether Patterns of his life, and the projection power continues to wait for the support of the Jiu Nether space body. Almost every breath becomes stronger. As long as he is not turned into ashes all at once, he will soon be stronger than before.
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As the Nine Netherworld Patterns spread, the erosion of the soul was even more shocking. In just a moment, Xia Chen's soul was filled with black energy.
Xia Chen is still struggling, but the strength of his struggle is getting smaller and smaller. Every time his soul is corroded, it means that he loses a part of his power, while Jiuyou Mingjun's power increases by a part.
Under this ebb and flow, in just a few moments, he was unable to break away from the maggot-like erosion of Jiuyouming Lord's bones. His soul was like a red sun falling into a swamp, gradually being swallowed up and collapsed.
Chen Mengzhu let go of Xia Chen's shoulders. She didn't need any more help. Lord Jiuyouming had already gained the upper hand. It was only a matter of time before Xia Chen was controlled.
She took two steps back, looked at Xia Chen who was frozen in place and trembling, and finally smiled happily: "Chen Mengzhu, have you seen it? This is the man you like, the man you love, the man you have admired for so many years
, but in the end it was you who destroyed him with your own hands. If I restored your consciousness now, after seeing it, would you be in agony? Would you go crazy and die?"
She was leaning over Chen Mengzhu at the moment. Chen Mengzhu's consciousness was in a closed state and he knew nothing. However, as long as Fang Jia was willing, he could wake up Chen Mengzhu at any time and witness this tragic scene with his own eyes.
"What a tenacious will..." Lord Jiuyouming couldn't help but admire.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns have penetrated deeply into Xia Chen's soul, like an ant after entering a beehive. Most people would have collapsed long ago, but Xia Chen is still resisting tenaciously, which makes Lord Jiuyouming have to be moved.
However, Xia Chen's failure is inevitable. No matter how tenaciously he resists, he will eventually be swallowed up by the Nine Netherworld Marks, and even his consciousness will not remain. Lord Jiuyouming does not think that Xia Chen has a chance to make a comeback.
Suddenly, a dark pattern emerged from the Dantian area of Xia Chen Yuanshen, but unlike the dark pattern that was as black as ink, this Nine Netherworld pattern was astonishingly snow-white.
As soon as it emerged, the white underworld pattern seemed to gush out from a spring, multiplying and spreading at an incredible speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, it came into contact with the black underworld pattern.
What is this... Lord Jiuyouming was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes.
The Nine Netherworld Pattern is his unique symbol in the Nine Nether World, and is also the basis and source of all magical powers. It is a power that completely belongs to another world and cannot exist in the world of monks.
Then... what is that white underworld pattern?
Before he could react, the white underworld patterns and the black underworld patterns had collided fiercely and began to devour each other.
The two are like two swarms of man-eating ants with different colors. When they meet, they start to strangle madly.
However, the two underworld patterns have the same attributes, but have different powers. The white underworld pattern is obviously much stronger than the black underworld pattern. At the beginning of the encounter, the black underworld pattern was defeated steadily, leaving no trace of armor behind.
"Impossible, this is impossible!" Seeing this scene, Lord Jiuyouming couldn't help but said to himself.
He couldn't help but use his means to control the white underworld pattern, but the white underworld pattern had no connection with him at all, and just eroded away the black underworld pattern mercilessly.
Every time a part of the black underworld pattern disappears, it means that part of the power of Jiu Nether Lord is also disappearing.
The overwhelming situation was reversed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Lord Jiuyouming's power was quickly weakened.
"Xia Chen, what have you done?" Jiuyou Mingjun felt frightened for the first time in his life. It was not the fear of powerful power, but the fear of things that were incomprehensible.
Xia Chen remained silent, but the white underworld patterns appeared exponentially, swallowing up the black underworld patterns everywhere in his soul.
These black underworld patterns seem to increase the power of the white underworld patterns. If one is swallowed, one more white underworld pattern will automatically appear. (To be continued...)