A young Qingshan disciple, facing the Emperor of the Underworld, would anyone find it ridiculous, let alone Emperor of the Underworld himself.

"You've been locked up for too long."

Apart from this sentence, Jing Jiu did not give any more explanation.

Anyone who has been in the Demon Suppression Prison for more than 600 years will inevitably suffer a great loss in his cultivation.

More importantly, this seemingly green and pleasant valley world is still part of Taichang Prison. It is isolated from the world, and there is no Styx Earth Fire. It is impossible to practice here. It can only allow the vitality or soul fire in the body to gradually dissipate in its subtle form and disappear in that dark space.

According to Jing Jiu's calculations, the current Emperor of the Underworld is only one percent of the strength of that year.

But even the weakest Emperor of the Underworld is still Emperor of the Underworld.

A sword cultivator in Wuying Middle Realm has no way to defeat him.

Emperor Ming looked at Jing Jiu, with no emotion in his pupils and said, "But it's enough to kill an ant like you."

Jing Jiu's answer is still concise, with only one word.

please.

The soul fire is invisible and colorless, so it is naturally difficult to count.

A feeling suddenly arose in Jing Jiu's heart, and countless soul fires filled the world.

The next moment, those invisible and colorless soul fires emerged through the verdant wild grass, purple flowers, and the blue sky, as if they were painted with a very light color.

His vision was suddenly filled with extremely light color blocks, and he could see it no matter which direction he looked.

What is strange is that these light-colored soul fires are not the same as those of the Underworld Master who he had seen before, giving people a very vivid feeling.

This should be the Soul Fire Demon that he wanted to learn.

"Super the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld, or die."

The Emperor of the Underworld looked at him and said, "You know that I will not have any psychological shadows when I kill you."

Jing Jiu said: "Aren't you worried about disturbing that dragon?"

Emperor Ming said: "They promised me back then that this is my world, otherwise I would have committed suicide long ago, and would they use me to threaten the lower world?"

Jing Jiu looked at him quietly, without saying anything, but his meaning was very clear.

Six hundred years ago, the human race used his trust to imprison you in the devil's prison. Six hundred years later, do you still believe what they said?

"Warring that dragon, you will die too, and no matter what I do here, such as killing you, they will not be willing to let me die."

The Emperor of the Underworld said with a expressionless face: "More importantly, if I can get the hope of leaving alive, how could I be afraid of taking risks?"

Jing Jiu said: "I hope that people who are in despair are often poisons, not antidotes."

Emperor Ming smiled and said, "As long as you take back the seal of Emperor Ming, do you think this fake world can still trap me?"

Except for the few words he said to Jing Jiu at the beginning, he never used my claim until now.

Because at this moment he is the real Emperor of the Underworld.

The sky full of soul fire is not as good as heavy rain, but just like heavy snow. There seems to be some gaps hidden in it, but it cannot be penetrated at all.

Jing Jiu had no intention of leaving.

When a human practitioner encounters soul fire, he or she may kill his master or avoid his net, otherwise he or she can only use magic weapons or sword energy to support him.

He chose the last one and the stupidest method.

Will as you move.

The sword intent lingers.

The breeze surrounding the valley cuts countless flowers and trees.

With a loud bang, the entire valley seemed to collapse.

It's just an illusion.

The verdant valley was still the same as before, with no vibration on the ground and no grass clippings flying up.

Although Emperor Dark said that before, if he could, of course he didn't want to alarm the dragon.

The soul fire fell on Jing Jiu's body, and the colors were also painted on the white clothes, and it suddenly turned into real flames.

The fire was extremely strong, and the seedlings jumped dozens of feet high, as if underground rock fires broke out.

The soul fire has no temperature, and such a violent fire did not ignite a tree.

The blazing soul fire gradually devoured Jing Jiu, leaving only a vague figure, shaking in it.

Emperor Ming looked at the figure quietly with a faint expression.

The verdant valley returns to quiet again.

The seemingly majestic fire did not make any sound.

It burned quietly like this.

...

...

The years are unknown in the mountains.

The same is true in prison.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fire in the valley finally gradually went out.

The flames disappeared into the air.

The soul fire turned into an invisible existence and returned to the body of the Emperor of the Underworld.

The figure reappeared.

After so long burning of the soul fire, Jing Jiu was still not dead, but there were many small holes on his white clothes, his face was pale and his expression was extremely tired.

At this time, he looked like a seriously ill scholar who had difficulty escaped from a fire in the ruined temple.

Emperor Ming's face became paler and he looked at Jing Jiu silently.

He was suppressed for six hundred years and was indeed extremely weak. In his opinion, since Jing Jiu was a disciple of Taiping, even if his realm was low, he could really hold on for a while.

What he didn't expect was that Jing Jiu had lasted until the end, and he didn't expect that his hidden means would be lost.

Emperor Ming was very sure that his jade seal was on Jing Jiu.

When Jing Jiu fought against the Soul Fire, he searched with the Styx's hand, but he couldn't find it, and even found a space magic weapon.

Where is the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld hidden?

The Emperor of the Underworld strengthened the natal connection with the Emperor of the Underworld without hesitation, and continued to search with the hand of the Styx, and finally came to the space where the Emperor of the Underworld existed.

However, after so long, the Hand of the Styx could not bring back the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld because... the space was too big.

The space in the Demon Suppression Prison is already very large, but compared with that space, it is still far inferior.

The Emperor of the Underworld had never seen it, and had never even imagined such a space.

He was very sure this was definitely not the interior of some kind of space magic weapon.

Because even the world is not as big as that.

Where is that space?

What exactly are you?

Emperor Ming looked at Jing Jiu and had countless guesses. The light flow in his body gradually calmed down, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Why is it so big?"

Jing Jiu's voice was also a little hoarse, and he said, "The world should be so big."

Emperor Ming was silent and thoughtful.

Jing Jiu already knew what he had done at this time and said, "Do you still want to try?"

Emperor Ming said, "I don't understand something. No matter how abundant your sword energy is, it will not last for so long."

Jing Jiu said: "If it takes longer, I don't know if I can continue to maintain it."

This seemingly simple contest is actually the biggest danger he has encountered since his rebirth.

During this period, he consumed no less than six years in the Snow Field. What he talked about here is not Jianyuan, but spirit.

He had confidence in his body, so he put the sword aura into his body, only protecting the Dao Shu and the Sword Pill.

The lethality of soul fire is almost mentally powerful, but it also has strong substantial damage.

So it is not exactly the same as when he confronted Tianminren in the old temple in Meiyuan.

His body was baptized by the soul fire.

That kind of pain is directed to the deepest part.

If anyone stayed in the soul fire of the Emperor of the Underworld for so long, even if he didn't die, he would definitely go crazy.

But he is Jing Jiu.

But it still hurts.

Will be injured.

Emperor Ming was silent for a while and asked, "Then why aren't you afraid?"

Jing Jiu looked at the blue sky and said, "As long as you can leave alive, it is worth taking a risk."

His answer is very similar to the words of Emperor Dark.

Emperor Ming looked at him quietly, looked at him for a long time, and said, "It turns out that you are also the one who has lost everything."
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