The skeleton dick climbed up the towering death knives with difficulty. This time, he was really seriously injured. His skeleton was shaking uncontrollably. Even the dark fire in the skull was flashing brightly or darkly. It grabbed the throne with one hand and supported it, and pointed the immortal phoenix in the distance, saying something.

Qin Ming ignored the skeleton dick and sat on the throne of the skeleton and continued to say to the Immortal Mingfeng: "You have already felt the power here. Do you want to stay here forever? Do you want to sit on this throne? Do you want to stand at the top of the death knives and overlook the entire underworld?"

The skeleton dick was slightly stunned, and suddenly became excited. He grabbed the throne and insisted on crawling up.

Qin Ming slowly turned his head and looked at the skeleton dick coldly. Although it was a consciousness body, it showed an extremely terrifying aura on the throne. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the skeleton dick's head. "You... it's time to grow up..."

boom!

A fierce energy suddenly popped up in Qin Ming's palm, with a dull sound of death knives, impacting the skull of the skeleton's dick.

The skeleton dick trembled all over, and flew out with his head raised. The skeletons in his body completely scattered and fell to the ghost mountain thousands of feet below. The black bones shook slightly for a few times, and all became quiet. The black fog in the skull became calm and thin in a faint flash.

The Immortal Nether Phoenix looked at Qin Ming on the throne and was filled with fear. Its realm was obviously much stronger than Qin Ming, but in this mysterious underworld, Qin Ming was like a god, easily depriving everyone of the power of immortal things. Here, its life and death were completely controlled by Qin Ming.

"I've given you time to think about it, and now I'll tell me your answer."

“What price do I have to pay?”

"What do you think?"

Submitting to the horse? Immortal Mingfeng understands what Qin Ming means. If you want to become the master of this world, you must become Qin Ming's servant. But its dignified Immortal Mingfeng, half of the future master of the Burning Heaven Beast Realm, can it become a slave to mankind?

but……

How can the Burning Sky Beast Realm be compared with the Netherworld?

How can half of the master compare with the Lord of the Netherworld here?

And when will the Phoenix Clan really treat their Immortal Phoenix Clan as their people?

Immortal Nether Phoenix understands which one is more important and which one is more beneficial, but there is always a little resistance in its subconscious mind.

"Then I'm sorry! I'll give you a chance!" Qin Ming raised his hand and pointed at the Immortal Ming Feng from afar.

"You want to kill me?"

"No! How can a good skeleton be wasted? I have given you a chance to live with your original consciousness. It's a pity. If you don't want to grasp it, then just keep in the death knives, worship for a hundred days, and erase all consciousness. I only want your skeleton, just your strength." Qin Ming's fingertips moved forward, and the towering and huge death knives immediately shook, trembling the mountains, and all the cracks burst into strong light, like the resurrected death pattern, exuding a heart-pounding energy.

"Stop! I can! I can!" Immortal Mingfeng retreated in horror, and the dark fire that was no longer strong on his body fluctuated.

"You can? That's your final answer?"

"I...I..." Immortal Nether Feng struggled. It was indeed greedy for the power here and was more eager to stay here, but...

Qin Ming's consciousness body emitted various strange lights, inside and outside, and the death bell buzzed, dull but extremely vast, spreading all over every corner of the underworld. A loud noise shocked the earth, and thousands of lonely souls roared. The death pattern on the surface of the death bell burst out with a strong light, soaring into the sky and intertwined quickly, turning into a huge soul shadow, like a death god in a cloak, with the dark fire running around, dark evil, it stood between heaven and earth. "I am not here to negotiate with you, Immortal Nether Phoenix, I will treat your bones well."

"I can surrender! I can be loyal to you! But I have a condition..." Immortal Mingfeng shouted fiercely, but still insisted on his last dignity.

"It's too late!" Qin Ming shouted, and the huge undead 'robes' flew, filled with a cold, gloomy but irresistible force. It suddenly raised its right hand, and a ripples of death were like a river of blood, tangled in the dark fire, stimulating the sky, and blasting towards the Immortal Nether Phoenix.

"Stop! Don't... we can have a good talk. You have to give me a chance to talk. Stop first!" The immortal Nether Phoenix is ​​a supreme existence in the Burning Sky Beast Realm or in other worlds outside, making all living beings afraid. But here, in front of this huge dead spirit, it seemed that it had no room for fighting back, and its bones were not controlled and misaligned. Before the death ripple rushed over, its consciousness seemed to be stabbed by thousands of needles.

Immortal Mingfeng screamed in pain and retreated again and again: "I surrender! I surrender to the underworld! I surrender to your Qin Ming! I surrender to you... My master! I have no conditions..."

Boom!

The death-blade pattern bombarded the Immortal Nether Phoenix, and it shattered amid the violent roar, turning into hundreds of broken bones. The last begging of the Immortal Nether Phoenix turned into a shrill scream, suffering, despair, and grief. The phoenix bones were flying all over the sky, scattered in the cold and quiet river of blood in the ghost mountains. The dark fire on each bone quickly dimmed and extinguished under the cold wind.

Qin Ming sat on the throne of skeleton, surrounded by strange lights, mysterious and majestic. The huge phantom of the dead behind him stood tall and filled with the monstrous mist of death. His two blood-red eyes were as cold and evil as a demon moon.

The death bell rings forever, and the tangible and qualitative sound of the dead spirit blooms, filled with curses, disasters, destruction and other forces, constantly sweeping across the heaven and earth, rushing through the vast ghost mountains, trembling with blood rivers, and even disrupting the dark fire between heaven and earth.

A large number of soul thoughts and immortal things were wailing in pain and screaming in the sound of death knell. They swallowed this power, but were also extremely painful to be suppressed by this power.

Qin Ming has always released the power of death knell, sometimes strong, sometimes slow, but it continues. He wants to leave a mark on the first batch of immortal things in the underworld, so that they know who is the master of the world, who should be afraid of whom and who is controlled by whom.

Yang Dianfeng lay on his back in the dense tree canopy, pillowing his arms, looking at the sky through the gaps between the branches and leaves, silently dazed.

Qin Lan and Bai Hu had a fight for a while, suddenly came to Yang Dianfeng, stood directly on his chin, tilted his little head, and his black eyes flashed: "What do you think?"

"Little girl, what's going on when you call me brother is gone." Yang Dianfeng looked at Qin Lan who was close to him, and continued to look at the sky.

"I don't understand." Qin Lan smiled playfully, and she was weird.

"I learned bad things from your dad."

"What do you think?"

"Why are you still interested in me?"

“Not interested.”

"Then what are you doing?"

"Does there be dragon meat? Dad said that you should not be too abrupt in your choice of things, you have to lay the groundwork."

"No!" Yang Dianfeng shook his head helplessly.

"You have."

"A fire dragon, you and me are half of it, I have eaten it."

"You caught one of the ends in Bailian, and I saw it."

"Dragon and lion, I keep it for myself. Go to your father. He has many dragon clan spirit cores left for you."

"I'll change it with you."

"Not even if it's changed."

"What are you thinking?" Qin Lan looked at him curiously, feeling that there was something different.

"No need to lay the groundwork, I only have that little inventory."

"Stingy."

"Go to play with you, White Tiger, don't disturb your uncle's thinking about life."

"What are you thinking?" The little girl didn't give up.
Chapter completed!