Jiu Nether God had an indignant look on his face, impassioned and unparalleled fighting spirit. Even though he knew he would die, he refused to take a step back. This was a belief, an obsession, and a pride that permeated his bones.
Han Yan looked serious, but he couldn't help at all, because his strength was simply not enough to change the situation of the battle and turn the tide.
"Father, father!"
Han Yan looked sad and roared, running forward desperately, but at that moment, under the restraint of Jiu Nether God, he couldn't rush forward at all, despite the roar in his heart, his eyes were blood red and blazing.
The light fell on those three mountains, which were mountains that none of them could cross now.
"Go to hell, this is your only ending, your child will also die with you."
Suiren said lightly, no one of the Undead Nether Clan can leave here. They have spent their whole life energy, time, years, and lives in order to completely eradicate the Undead Nether Clan and prevent them from reincarnation forever. Let this
The nation is completely in despair. Otherwise, the undead tribe will be their biggest enemy once they resurrect.
"Kid, remember, I am not wrong! In order to defend the glory of the Immortal Hades, my father never regretted it even though he died nine times. From today on, you will take over the inheritance of the Immortal Hades!"
Jiu Nether God said in a deep voice. Between his hands, a black seed was shot out with a palm of his hand and penetrated into Han Yan's body. Han Yan was shocked, and his body felt like it was being destroyed by thousands of demons.
It was like being enveloped by Qi, floating in the air completely involuntarily, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in a sea of demonic Qi.
"Father, no!"
Han Yan gritted his teeth and said, his face full of struggle and cold expression, unwilling to accept this wisp of demonic energy, because he knew that this was the last trace of his father's soul.
"The devil's roots are deep. It seems that you plan to keep your hope in your son. Unfortunately, all of you have to die. It's time for the undead underworld to end."
Suiren's words made Jiu Nether God very angry, but he had no other choice now. With the last trace of his soul, he could only plant his demon seed in Han Yan's body, hoping that he could become more powerful and be able to replace Han Yan.
Complete the mission of protecting the undead underworld and guarding the obsession in your heart.
In Han Yan's body, a black seed shrouded in demonic energy was planted in his dantian. It was constantly taking root, growing, and constantly changing the aura in his body. The demonic root was deeply planted. It was the inheritance of the undead underworld.
, and it is the most powerful way of the devil between heaven and earth.
"Even if you want me to die, you can't even think about it easy!"
Jiu Nether God smiled indifferently, his eyes were extremely cold. With one against two, Jiu Nether God was completely unafraid of Suiren and Gai Ling. The battle between the three shook the entire ancient city of Styx. The sky became more and more bright, with light and shadow.
To make up for it, the momentum is vigorous.
However, compared to the Suiren clan and Gai Ling, the strength of Jiu Nether God is already somewhat different, and the last trace of shock in his body was deeply implanted in Han Yan's body. The strength of the two is already far apart. Although Jiu Nether God
He wanted to drag them to death together, but he still failed to complete his mission.
Seeing that the phantom of the Nine Netherworld God was getting weaker and weaker, and his breath was getting worse and worse, Han Yan's eyes were like lightning. Although he could not move at all, the rage and violence in his eyes could be imagined.
For Jiang Chen, he saw the end of a generation of Lords of the Styx and the Nine Heavens Demon God, and also witnessed the rise of a new generation of strong men. Han Yan has become stronger and stronger, and his aura is getting stronger and stronger.
With deep roots, one day, he will reach the level of a true strong man and become the new generation of Lord of the Styx, allowing the undead underworld to continue.
The shadow of the Nine Netherworld God gradually returned to nothingness. At that moment, Han Yan's fist was loosened. His face was pale and he stared at Suiren and Gai Ling without saying a word.
Jiang Chen also felt sad for Han Yan, which was difficult for anyone to accept. Seeing his father turned into nothingness and dissipated between heaven and earth, one can imagine the sadness.
Han Yan has always had no relatives, so he has nothing to fear or worry about. However, just after he learned that his father inherited the inheritance of the Immortal Nether Clan, his father has already disappeared, and the entire Undead Nether Clan has also disappeared.
He was the only one left, and Jiang Chen could almost feel the torture, the heartache and heartbreak of gaining and losing.
At the same time, the eyes of Suiren and Gai Ling even fell on Han Yan, because the Nine Nether God of the Underworld was dead, so his child would definitely not be able to survive, even if there was an undead underworld to fight him
Every living person is a great threat to them, and they nip the danger in the cradle. Suiren and Gai Ling have sacrificed everything, but they all become seriously injured and dying, their breaths are floating, and they also face the crisis of death.
They also sacrificed their lives for their own careers. In order to pursue balance and justice, they also risked their lives without regrets.
"Not a single one of the undead Nether clan can be left alive!"
Suiren's eyes were fixed on Han Yan, murderous intent surging.
Gai Ling also had a solemn look on his face, looking sternly, looking directly at Han Yan, and with a movement of the wind in his hand, he pushed Han Yan away, and struck out with a palm, causing wind and thunder to surge!
"Go to hell, the undead underworld tribe should not live in this world."
Gai Ling rose into the sky and slashed directly at Han Yan. At this moment, Han Yan was suffering from the pain of deep-seated demon roots and was unable to fight.
But at this moment, Long Shisan escaped and stopped directly in front of Han Yan. He met Gai Ling's eyes with an extremely complicated look on his face.
"If you want to kill him, you have to kill me first!"
The eyes of Long Shisan and Gai Ling intertwined. Gai Ling was shocked and stared at Long Shisan. Before, he had been concentrating on the battle with Jiuyouming God and didn't notice the existence of Long Shisan at all. But now
At this moment, the appearance of Long Shisan once again caused a stir in his heart.
"You...you are..."
Gai Ling's face gradually turned serious and he took a deep breath.
"I am also a Lingming Stone Monkey. My name is Long Shisan."
Long Shisan looked at Gai Ling with complicated eyes. He didn't know how he should face this father, because he also felt Gai Ling's psychological changes. His eyes changed from the initial complexity to the final pain and torture.
"Child...child! Is it really you?"
Gai Ling's eyes gradually softened. Between the world and the world, there was only one Lingming Stone Monkey, and that was him. If there was another one, he would be the child who was lost due to the ancient war between the gods.