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Chapter 250: The Sky Is Falling

Time passed minute by minute.

The clones of Emperor Shitian walked out of the cracks in space with solemn expressions.

Cang Linyuan's face was pale, and a drop of black blood oozed from his eyebrows.

Too much blood and essence was consumed, and the hand holding the pen began to tremble, and the word "Xun" he wrote became crooked.

"Crack!"

The pen fell from my hand.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, Cang Linyuan swayed and fell to the ground.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the information brought back by the word "search", "No, no, can't find it..."

He picked up the pen again and wrote tremblingly.

Tens of thousands of clones of Emperor Shitian walked out of the cracks in space, gathered together in one place, merged into the original body, and frowned in thought.

ahead.

Wang Po raised his sword and slashed at the incoming blood souls wildly.

Wei Longwu's body was filled with water vapor, and he transformed into a Kuafu giant, fighting with those bloody souls.

Zhu Yan was floating in the sky, his brows furrowed.

There is no smell of Li Xiang anywhere.

Could it be that that little guy was really eaten by bugs?

Emperor Shitian released his spiritual thoughts, and a thousand golden swords turned into talismans and flew back into his hands.

I always feel like something is wrong.

etc!

Those soul-eating insects no longer attacked Divine Mind.

A flash of lightning flashed through Emperor Shitian's mind. In an instant, his mind was spinning a thousand times, and he took a deep look at the black ball that was split and then closed again.

Suddenly he said, "Old man, you can stop writing now."

Cang Linyuan was slightly startled and followed Emperor Shitian's gaze.

What happened next left him stunned.

The black insect ball slowly changed its form, and countless soul-eating insects held up a ghost seal and raised it high.

Among the ghost seals, two huge ghost kings crawled out. They leaned forward, dragging two thick iron chains, stepping on the void, and slowly moved forward to both sides.

Every time he takes a step, a ghost pattern lights up under his feet.

Boom boom boom.

The iron chain was extremely thick and stretched straight, as if it was trying to pull something out of the ghost seal.

The strange thing is that when the Ghost King pulled the iron chain, the soul-eating insects not only did not attack, but attached to the iron chain and flapped their wings desperately, as if they were helping.

This scene shocked everyone.

What surprised them even more was that the remaining Soul-Eating Insects suddenly dispersed and flew in all directions, attacking other Soul-Eating Insects crazily.

In the blink of an eye, millions of soul-eating insects were bitten to death and fell off one after another.

The remaining soul-eating insects reacted and immediately resisted.

But the soul-eating bugs in the black ball, because they absorbed a large amount of Li Xiang's soul power, were larger and more powerful. They were almost a one-sided massacre against other soul-eating bugs.

Corpses of soul-eating insects continued to fall, and this huge space was like a black rainstorm.

A layer of black insect corpses soon accumulated on the ground.

Not long after, the killing stopped, and countless black soul-eating insects returned to the side of Guixi, arranged neatly, like soldiers in formation.

This scene immediately stunned everyone.

They understood something and released every trace of their spiritual thoughts to investigate.

Those neatly arranged Soul-Eating Insects indeed have the aura of Li Xiang.

Think again of the performance of these soul-eating insects just now.

A bold guess formed in everyone's mind:

These soul-eating insects are all controlled by Li Xiang!

Rumble.

With a dull sound, the two ghost kings dragged the iron chain and pulled a huge bronze ghost door out of the ghost seal.

The bronze ghost gate's horizontal stem is in this space, releasing bursts of yin energy.

Above the gate, there are countless relief sculptures of evil spirits with ferocious faces, as if they are about to fly out at the next moment.

gate of hell!

Click.

The bronze ghost door opened, and the majestic Yin Qi escaped.

Emperor Shitian narrowed his eyes slightly, "You can actually open the gate to the Netherworld at the ruins of Heaven."

Cang Linyuan was speechless and said, "He has returned to his ancestor Yin Tianzi, and also has the power of apotheosis. It is reasonable to be able to open up the heaven and the underworld."

"It's just that this is the only time in history that the gate of hell is opened in heaven."

Heaven and earth have never been in harmony because they compete for destiny in the world.

Therefore, when this hell gate is opened.

The heavenly space suddenly shook.

From the ruins of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Palace and the Seventy-two Layer Palace, the remaining power flew out and turned into one hundred and eight rays of light, attacking towards the Gate of Hell.

"snort!"

"My divine power is only broken, but I still want to disobey the will of Emperor Yin!"

A black figure flew out of the ghost gate.

It is none other than the Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi.

He waved his sleeves and more than a hundred chains flew out, intertwining with the incoming heavenly power.

One hundred and eight divine powers are constantly twisting and struggling.

On the surface of the chain, ghost patterns appeared, and evil ghosts emerged, gnawing at the divine power crazily.

"Is this the heaven?"

Another Ghost Emperor, Ji Kang, walked out of the gate of hell, looked at the ruined Heavenly Palace and palaces, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the Heavenly Palace, which was so high in the past, would be defeated to such an extent."

With a wave of his hand, Baodu Mountain flew out and suppressed the one hundred and eight heavenly powers.

After doing all this, the two ghost emperors turned around and bowed to the void in front of them.

The densely packed soul-eating insects gathered there and gradually condensed into a human figure.

It was Li Xiang.

See him in perfect condition.

Emperor Shitian and others took a long breath.

The tense nerves also relaxed a little.

"Get up."

After Li Xiang gave the order to the two ghost emperors, his spiritual thoughts were released, and countless soul-eating insects around him received the order and flew into the bronze gate.

Cang Linyuan watched this scene from a distance, his heart full of doubts, and said worriedly: "The underworld is full of ghosts. These soul-eating insects like souls the most. If they are allowed to enter, the newly revived underworld will probably...

"

Emperor Shitian said: "Li Xiang let the soul-eating insect swarm enter the underworld, so he naturally has a way to deal with it."

"Moreover, haven't you noticed that these soul-eating insects did not swarm into the realm gate, but entered one after another in order. It is obvious that someone is controlling it."

Hearing this, Cang Lingyuan's face lit up, "Is it Li Xiang?"

Emperor Shitian nodded, "He was eaten by thousands of insects, which must have been intentional."

"Yintianzi's spiritual body is so powerful that even after being eaten into countless parts, he can still maintain his will after entering the bodies of those soul-eating insects, strangle the will of the soul-eating insects, and replace them."

"This is body grabbing, but the objects of the body grabbing are millions of soul-eating insects."

"Li Xiang's spiritual consciousness is probably stronger than that of Lao Zhou."

When everyone heard this, their eyes on Li Xiang became strange.

This kid has returned to his ancestors four times in less than a year. This speed is like riding a rocket.

What is even more incomprehensible is that while he returns to his ancestors at an extremely fast speed, the ancestral spirits he returns to his ancestors each time are also the most powerful ones of the corresponding era.

Zhang Sanfeng, Fudo Mingwang, Yin Tianzi, Taigong.

These four, taken individually, are all capable of suppressing the super bosses of their eras.

"Could it be true that destiny is true?" Cang Linyuan murmured.

Wang Po chopped off the last blood soul, sheathed his sword, returned to Emperor Shitian and others, looked at the collapsed thirty-six heavenly palaces and seventy-two palaces, and said:

"The sky is falling, where does the destiny come from?"


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