"That's easy. Are you interested in following me?" Qin Ming smiled and invited. This ghost was really good. If you help it with your own hands, it might be stronger.

"Human! Just by your words, you may be dead!" Minglu was sinister and could not tolerate any provocation. If it were other times, it might have really eaten this human now, but today it felt an indescribable pressure from him, and it could not even give rise to the strong feeling of challenge.

It's like... it's kind for no reason... "

Then I want this Jiuyoutai, you won’t stop it.”

No one can move the Nine Nether Platform! It belongs to this place and will always guard it, waiting for the return of the Nether Gate!"

"Let me try it?"

Deluo Cha fell from the sky and stepped heavily on the Black Mountain, shaking the mountain, looking coldly at the man in front of him: "Who is he?"

The deer slowly shook her head, without saying anything, but her empty eyes kept falling on the man in front of her. It wanted to explore, but saw a piece of nothingness, and there seemed to be a wonderful energy hidden in the depths of nothingness."

This is the territory of the Spirit Hall, who are you?" Dairocha looked at the man in front of him. There were tens of thousands of powerful people in the Spirit Hall stationed here. How did he come in? At this time, he suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing, his whole body was involuntarily tense and was ready for battle. This feeling that he had never felt before made him wonder at first, but he quickly understood why he was nervous. It was the war soul in his body!

"It doesn't matter who I am. Jiuyoutai is not a place for living people to sit. I want to take it away." Dai

Luo Cha frowned slightly: "Who sent you here?"

I don't belong to any force, no one sent me here, I just...want to take Jiuyoutai away."

I don’t know whether it’s better, this is the territory of the Wuhun Temple, and I am the master of this Jiuyou Platform!" Dairocha warned the man in front of him and forcibly mobilized the throbbing soul martial arts in his body.

Jiuyoutai is a holy weapon of the Netherworld. Are you afraid of causing Youwei to be punished?" Qin Ming smiled faintly.

"I'm like joking with you?" Dailucha's whole body ignited in an instant, shaking the Black Mountain. The mountain climbed through the hideous cracks, and gravel splashed. A terrifying death aura accompanied by the overwhelming soul power surged into the sky and turned into a violent outline of a giant ape. Dailucha's body quickly tensed, and the blue patterns crawled all over his body, evil and ferocious, his eyes turned bloody, fading away human emotions, leaving only destruction and death silence.

The essence of the martial arts of the Soul Palace lies in the condensation of war souls. It was once the search for those buried ancient human souls or the demon souls of powerful spirit demons. Since the Soul Palace turned its focus to the Netherworld, they began to try to melt the souls of the ghost clan. At the beginning, they almost buried the soul hall. Later, they really found the key to the "fusion of life and death", and began to melt the souls of the killing ten thousand years ago, which also paved their way to rise.

The mountains were shaking, and all the powerful people in the martial soul hall meditating everywhere woke up, soaring into the sky, gathering from all directions. It was strange to see Qin Ming, why did a living person appear here?

"Back back! I'll deal with him myself!" Dai Luocha's whole body was wrapped in death breath, and two blood lights were emitted from his eyes, locking Qin Ming in front of him.

"Scatter!" All the elders and disciples of the Wuhun Hall dispersed, but did not retreat directly. They scattered into the mountains, all of which made sharp roars, boiling with strong soul power, communicating the murderous souls in their bodies, and turning into outlines in the surging air. It was as if thousands of ghosts were crying and roaring, and the sound moved the mountains, leading the dead energy from afar, covering the clouds and the sky was boundless.

Qin Ming looked at the killing soul of Dailucha, then looked around the surrounding mountains, and glanced at the terrifying souls one by one. "The dead soul can actually enter the living human body. Are your souls still there? I don't realize that this is a good fusion. Look at your appearance, you can be like a zombie!" "

Stop talking nonsense." Dairocha suddenly burst out, his roaring sound, his muscles were stiff as iron, and he set off a craze of death and rushed towards Qin Ming. He had an indestructible body, no pain, and no emotions. In this underworld, the continuous death energy could allow him to continue fighting and never stop.

And... Qin

Life remained unmoved. When the rushing breath came over like an angry tide, a deafening sound aroused all over his body. The sound was like a bell, shaking the world. Invisible sound waves rolled nearly a hundred miles in an instant, impacting all the dead souls of life. Dairocha, who was close to him, was the first to be hit. The violent killing soul in his body was forcibly torn out in the surging tide of sound, almost leaving Dairocha's body, with a violent outline twisting and ferocious pain.

Luo Cha's body was trembling all over. Although he had no emotions or pain, he felt the long-lost pain in an instant, as if his body and soul were about to be torn apart and his consciousness became blurred.

The scene happened between the mountains. All the elders and disciples of the Wuhun Hall were roaring with their heads and roaring with their heads, rushing all over their bodies. Most of the soul-killing souls that were proud of injuring in their bodies were separated, and they were twisted as if they were baked and burned.

Life swung a punch and hit Dai Luocha's forehead heavily. A ghostly imprint was like a roaring poisonous snake and densely penetrated, wrapping around the killing soul inside.

Luo Cha churned his back and rolled down from the top of the mountain. He forced himself to wake up and let out a sharp roar at Qin Ming: "You dare to mess with the Wuhun Palace, you don't want to be a human being again!"

The air boiled again, and it was filled with rage. There were loud noises and riots, as if more than a dozen Netherworld volcanoes erupted one after another, with extremely powerful momentums. More than a dozen soul-killing phantoms formed behind him.

They look like humans, outlines of birds of prey, and shadows of giant beasts, or dozens of meters tall or hundreds of meters tall. They all wore death energy, stepped on thunder, and made harsh roars, as if they were about to tear their souls apart.

Dailuocha stepped on the mountain, controlled more than a dozen powerful souls of the underworld beasts, and launched a fierce attack on Qin Ming."

Hurry!!”

Qin Ming suddenly had thousands of chains, circling the world, dancing fiercely, and bombarding the killing souls one after another.

In this netherworld, between this ghost mountain, all the Netherworld beasts are very terrifying. They can suppress all living beings and invade various martial arts. But the harsh roar can make people feel confused and their souls sting. However, they are not facing strangers, not ordinary warriors, but Qin Ming, who controls the new world and calls himself emperor with the Netherworld.

"boom!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The chains were as fast as thunder, and they were like crazy. They pierced the bodies of the dark beasts and souls one after another, exploded the dead air, burst out the terrifying dark fire, and destroyed them all. Hundreds of chains continued to bombard the flesh and blood of Dairocha's body, shaking the soul in his body."

roar!!"

"Ah!!" Ming

The soul roared, and the living person screamed.

Luo Cha flew out again with his soul, and this time it was even more painful and embarrassing.

"Lord of Palace!!" The tens of thousands of strong men in the Martial Soul Palace changed their brilliance and could hardly believe their eyes. Their palace master who was intimidating all the heroes for a lifetime was defeated so easily? Qin

His life shook his shoulders, raised his body slightly, and a muffled roar, burst out a punch, hitting the mountain down his feet.

The body exploded in an instant, and the gravel splashed, mixed with the shock wave of the vast power of the underworld, but it poured into the strata, rolling for dozens of miles, shaking the foundations of the mountains everywhere. In the rumbling sound, a large number of dry bones buried deep underground were like thousands of arrows, shattering the mountains and shooting into the sky, all piercing through the bodies of disciples of the Martial Soul Hall.

The white bones hit, like a white anger!

Passing through the heroes, like a river of blood!
Chapter completed!