Pei Qianmo's pupils suddenly condensed, but his head had already left his body. Although the soul in his body woke up quickly, before he could control his body, the violent devouring force in the space frenzy drowned it at this time. The terrifying space crack hit a full critical blow, and blood immediately splattered.

Qin Ming's body suddenly stopped, and with a blow, the blood-colored sickle slashed into the flying head with a slight sound, firmly fixed in the air, and the death energy invaded, and the blood energy impacted, completely crushing the consciousness inside. Almost at the same time, the space in front solidified, fixing the broken body.

The field was silent, and the needles could be heard, and countless eyes swayed and stared at the distant sky.

From Qin Ming's sudden disappearance to appearing behind Pei Qianmo, to sudden assassination, the precise assassination was only a small second, even Xing Anhua's "Beware" guessed that it had just spread.

The brilliance in Pei Qianmo's eyes gradually faded. As a top killer with a reputation, the deputy leader of the Dark Saint Sect, he hunted countless powerful people in his life, almost all without the enemy's preparations. Today... the same ending fell on him, and he didn't understand what was going on even if he died."

This will be balanced." Qin Ming controlled the imprisoned space to move horizontally in front of him, swinging a blood-colored sickle to pierce the headless body, destroying the soul inside.

There was an uproar, and countless people were inhaled in shock, but they were still a little dazed, but they couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts. Qin Ming was obviously ten thousand meters away just now. Even if he was fast, he had to have a trace and move. At that moment, he completely crossed the void and simply penetrated the space. Moreover, what happened to the death sickle in his hand? Where did that thing come from?

Feng Qingjue woke up in shock and immediately retreated to the distance. Although Pei Qianmo was dead, she was still chilly all over and rushed from the soles of her feet toward her head. If Qin Ming’s target just now was herself, what would be the consequences?

"Damn it!!" Jiuying couldn't help but scream. Even he didn't react to this sudden scene.

"What an assassination!" The king of Ling Xiao was shocked and secretly shouted. He was assassinating the deputy leader of the Dark Saint Sect. It was really a shame that Qin Ming could think of it and do it. What was even more amazing was that he did it. The killer in the Huangwu Realm was killed with a blow. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe it and who would accept it.

The three-headed dog in hell roared out of the earth tripod and rushed towards Feng Qingjue, breaking the solidified atmosphere. The dark fire was surging, and the dead aura was boiling. The three heads roared wildly, immediately pulling Feng Qingjue's attention in front of it. Feng Feng's attention was drawn to it.

Qingjue woke up in shock, sacrificed the Holy Sword of Light, and rushed to the three-headed dog in hell.

"Qin Ming!!" Xing Anhua was completely furious. He had never had such humiliation, nor had he ever had such anger. She took the magic whip and rushed towards Qin Ming like lightning. However, she had just run wildly and stopped suddenly because Qin Ming disappeared from her sight again.

At this time, Xing Wannian turned around suddenly, Qin Ming had already appeared behind him, and the God of Death had tear apart the space and took his forehead.

A thousand years of shock, but it was impossible to avoid it. At a critical moment, crystal light appeared on his body. It was a diamond-like crystal, transformed by his body, and the secret technique of the Xing family. However... the God of Death Scythe was extremely sharp, and it was formed by Qin Ming directly melting various mysteries of the Yin and Netherworld. The clanging sound was crisp, and the blood-colored sickle shattered the scalp crystals and slashed into the head.

Xing Wannian crazily activates the secret technique. The crystal not only comes from the outside but also from the inside out. At the time of life and death, his entire head was filled with crystals, which forced him to stop the sickle that had already been chopped in. He flipped wildly, broke the sickle and rushed to the distance. Although he avoided the bad luck of being beheaded, he was still shocked and sweated, and his whole body seemed to be over-electric. Moreover... the part of the sickle left in his head melted quickly, turning into death air and spreading to his whole body from the brain. Cold, evil, filled with nightmarish phantoms. He screamed shrillly, struggled wildly, trying his best to urge the death air to go out.

Ah!!" Xing Anhua rushed to the top of Huangwu, and the momentum of the peak of Huangwu was boiling with amazing waves.

"Nine Infants, Hellhound, I'm leaving it to you here!" Qin Ming's hands flipped rapidly, and a powerful aura of order was shaking all over his body. When Xing Anhua came, his hands suddenly opened, and a loud bang of sound that shook the sky. The ground swayed, and the sky collapsed. A towering giant door opened behind him, and it turned out like the gate of the Netherworld. The dead aura was boiling, the chains were crossing the sky, and the dark fire and thunder were violently intertwined.

An uproar! Looking at this scene in horror!

Gate of Netherworld? Is that the Gate of Netherworld? They once again had endless associations with Qin Ming’s identity!

Xing Anhua suddenly stopped and looked at the majestic giant gate with a boiling air in front of him in surprise. This was not a physical body, not a real gate of the underworld, but that momentum actually made her feel strong pressure.

Qin Ming suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared ten thousand meters behind Xing Anhua. His hands flipped rapidly, and the black marks appeared on his forehead. A stream of death, blood, darkness, etc., exploded and boiled one after another, and a sharp roar was like a cry of death, and like thousands of ghosts wailing, his hands suddenly spread out, and the endless yin energy behind him intertwined, opening a towering ghost gate again.

Two...third...four...nine...Qin

Life flashed one after another, appearing in nine different directions, opening the nine gates of hell. Everyone could see that this was not a real gate of hell, nor was it a substance, but a certain power of the underworld. However, the pervasive momentum and the specifications showed all shocked countless people. The rapidly flashing figure was no longer the gold before, and its wings turned black, all evil, and as terrifying as the god of death.

"Who can control the nine gates of hell?"

Who is he? Who is he!!"

"How long has he been buried on the Island of Reincarnation? Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years? In which era was he born!"

The scene was sensational, and the whole body was chilled. Even the Jiuying who had already killed Feng Qingjue changed her color and once again felt the terrifying power from Qin Ming."

The door of hell is open, and thousands of ghosts are moving fast! Xing Anhua, please enter the underworld!" Qin Ming roared, and the nine gates of hell riots in a turbulent craze. The endless chains and violent attacks were actually densely integrated together, completely confining the ten thousand meters of space, flooding Qin Ming, and even flooding Xing Anhua.

Xing Anhua seemed to be in the depths of the underworld where disasters evolved. The wind was howling, and the power seemed to roll up ten thousand tons of huge rocks, blowing her clothes to fly. The thunder rolled, like thousands of bead curtains hanging all over the sky, containing the huge energy of annihilated souls. The chains were everywhere, carrying endless dark patterns, and were entangled with a large number of evil ghosts and ghosts.

Looking around, nine gates of hell stand tall, more real and heavier than before. Nine identical figures stood in front of the gate of Netherworld, holding a blood-colored sickle, their eyes were pitch black, and their murderous aura was awesome, resonating with the gate of Netherworld, and blending with the space of Netherworld. Nine voices sounded at the same time, shaking the space: "If you are in Netherworld, you can't destroy my soul without the Immortal Martial Emperor!"
Chapter completed!