At this moment, in a dark abyss, the surrounding demonic energy surged, and it was pitch black. However, a pair of scarlet eyes opened, and a terrifying red light burst out, shaking the void.
"Come out, is there any news?"
The red light in his eyes struck somewhere in the void, and a vortex suddenly appeared there. A portal of light suddenly opened, and a black hawk flew out.
He stretched out his skinny arm and grabbed it, then held the bird in his hand and instantly turned it into a magic talisman.
In the darkness, he suddenly let out a frightening and terrifying laugh, like a night owl.
The surrounding demonic energy was shaken away by the excitement, revealing his true appearance.
I saw that this man no longer had any clothes and no muscles on his body. He turned out to be a skeleton without flesh and blood.
But the strange thing is that there are two rubies in his eyes, which burst out with terrifying light. As they rotate, they look even more weird.
"Quack, are everything ready? This time, we must succeed and rule the world. A new era is about to come, and the God of Hades is eternal!"
He stood up, with dark juice constantly dripping from his body. Every time a drop fell, the entire underground world was shaken, like the bombardment of tens of thousands of pounds of boulders.
"The Netherworld Heavy Fruit lives up to its name. A drop of ten thousand kilograms is fused into the bones, allowing me to have the power of tens of thousands kilograms with my body alone. Who in this world can fight with me? It's a pity that this world suppresses the realm of cultivation.
Otherwise, this pond full of heavy water can create an immortal body. However, this day is coming soon, and everything will change on the day of judgment."
The place he was in turned out to be the most mysterious Netherworld Blood Pool in the universe, and the water in this pool was shockingly a drop of "Netherworld Heavy Water" weighing ten thousand kilograms. If this was spread, it would probably shock the entire Three Realms.
The bones of this skeleton are very strange, covered with wonderful patterns. These patterns are not born, but appear automatically after he fuses the heavy water of the netherworld. They are like small flower bones. These flower bones are like ring-shaped runes.
Interlocked and linked into a whole, making this piece look unique.
As he stepped onto the ground, there was a sound of gold and iron, like a heavy robot walking.
But something strange happened. The demonic energy around him kept coming, as if he was wearing a piece of clothing. Soon, his bones disappeared and he turned into a middle-aged man in black robes.
His face is constantly changing, the black energy condenses into a solid form, and the facial features gradually appear.
Finally, a majestic and mean face with sharp angles was revealed.
If Mo Li were here, he would definitely scream in surprise.
He is none other than Dongfang Liang.
The former genius who sold his soul to the God of Hades in exchange for powerful power wants to seek revenge on Zhuo Yifan!
Dongfang Liang and Fang Xingyun are the same type of people, both very extreme.
The so-called secular morality does not exist in their eyes. The only criterion for their behavior is their own hearts.
Whatever you want in your heart, you will do it and do whatever you want, without caring about anything else.
In order to pursue the ultimate in power, Dongfang Liang betrayed the Tianxing Sect and defected to Qianji Ancestor, becoming a traitor despised by everyone in the human race.
But he didn't care, because in his eyes, there was only power, and any other existence was insignificant.
Even if he was criticized by thousands of people, he would ignore it.
But his only weakness is his only bloodline, Dongfang Xiaoliang.
Between power and Dongfang Xiaoliang, he would put down the power he valued most and choose his son.
So when he learned that his son had died, no one knew how much his hatred was and how painful his heart was.
In order to take revenge, he abandoned the future and chose to sacrifice his soul to Hades and become the messenger of death.
Power, he felt powerful.
This is the truth that I have been pursuing.
Dongfang Liang stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void.
A stumbling sound.,
A black sickle flew out of the blood pool and landed on his hand.
On the sickle, endless ghostly aura surged, and mysterious runes appeared like terrifying devils, shouting silently, wanting to devour everything and destroy everything.
"The Death Scythe has been completely upgraded to a new level after being invaded by the heavy water of the netherworld, and the rules of time and space will gradually take shape. Hum, in the lower world, the only one who can fight is killing." Dongfang Liang's eyes were cold and ruthless, and the fire of hatred was blazing.
combustion.
"No matter who you are, I will find you, cut you into pieces, and destroy the planet you are on."
The pain of losing a son was like gangrene in the bones. Every time he thought about it, he couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart.
"This blood sacrifice to the world should be regarded as a sacrifice for my son. Everyone will die this time."
He waved lightly.
Silk!
A huge hole opened in the void ahead.
Dongfang Liang stepped into the crack and disappeared, and then the crack slowly closed and returned to its original state.
Cut through the air with one knife.
Dongfang Liang's strength is unfathomable.
Lost City No. 7 is also unprecedentedly prosperous and tense.
Because as the time approaches, a large number of masters from the An Family and Yin Family begin to gather here.
On the night of the full moon, the treasure will be opened, everyone is convinced of this.
Before this, no one dared to explore without authorization, because the area covering thousands of miles had been turned into a restricted area and was guarded by a large number of experts.
The only safe place is Lost City No. 7.
As the buffer secret realms of the eight major families, each of the eight secret realms has a huge city, which can accommodate hundreds of millions of monks and ordinary people. It is like another world.
In this secret realm of heaven and earth with strange rules, the monks from the outside are no more powerful than the local natives.】
Because here, only physical training has a market.
Local indigenous people who have adapted to the environment since childhood obviously have an advantage.
Therefore, although the two major families are powerful, they do not dare to cause chaos in the city.
The two parties agreed that on the night of the full moon, each would seize the treasure according to their own abilities.
After all, the power of the eight major families is balanced, and it is impossible for them to really fight against each other.
Anchen stayed in the most luxurious inn in the city, his face as heavy as water.
Behind him stood two physical arts masters.
Regardless of their cultivation in the outside world, they are definitely top-notch masters here, and their martial arts skills are very powerful.
An Chen's face was not pretty, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, even with a hint of sneer, as he looked at the young man opposite.
Compared to his palace, the silver-haired young man opposite him seemed very casual and free-spirited. His face was very handsome and sunny, and his gestures gave people a very grand feeling.
He is the young master of the Yin family for this mission, and he possesses endless secrets... Young Master Yinjian, Yindang!
Legend has it that Young Master Yinjian lost his sword power and became disheartened for a time. However, he found an adventure amidst his decadence. Instead of falling, a generation of geniuses acquired ancient mysterious inheritance and became a peerless master, which shocked everyone.
Now, as the most outstanding young master of the current generation of the Yin family, it is reasonable for him to lead the masters of the family to participate in the fight for the blood of the true demon.
Although the two of them chatted like friends on the surface, they were constantly testing each other, hoping to find out each other's true identity during the battle.