In the Underworld, two of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness appeared and joined forces to severely damage Zhiming.

The wings were torn, the arms were broken, and the chest was pierced. Even Ning Chen, who had an immortal body, was gradually unable to support him.

Blood stained all the plain clothes, the power of darkness was so desperate that even Ning Chen could not exert his original strength when the power of light was suppressed.

Within a short distance, the plague god looked at the white young man in front of him and sneered, "The strongest man in the world is nothing more than that."

The fairy sword was leaning on the ground, and blood kept flowing down the sword body, and most of the blood was gone. Ning Chen felt dizzy, but he was stubborn and refused to fall down.

He can't lose!

He can't lose yet!

Knowing that everything is over, he and his two friends will be completely left here.

He can't lose!

"Can't lose!"

The blood-stained face was stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat. Ning Chen was surging wildly with the immortal and demonic essence, like a storm and a huge wave, forcibly spreading a piece of light in the dark world.

"Oh? Is there still consciousness?"

The power of light was so strong that the plague god was shocked two steps back. Looking at the changes in the aura of the white young man in front of him, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

But in the darkness, glass-colored flames burned, phoenix fire, demon flames, and fairy fire intertwined, so bright that they illuminated the endless darkness.

In the glazed flames, the plain white figure stood still, his body was under the astonishing high temperature, and his skin began to burst and roll.

In order to escape from the predicament, Ning Chen took action and forced the three original forces to use the power he had not yet mastered.

The unknown and terrifying power, the crazy shock, the phoenix divine flame, the ultimate demon flame, and the fairy spirit flame, sublimated and turned into an unprecedented flame of chaos.

The glazed-colored chaotic flame burns everything, darkness, light, including one's own body.

With his flesh and blood body, he endured the flames of chaos and the extreme pain, he made Ning Chen's drowsy consciousness clear.

Not far away, in the darkness, Mingyuan saw this and took a step forward and instantly arrived in front of Zhidi.

The Death Scythe, filled with dark power, split the void and forced her to die again.

The God of Death seeks his life, knows his fate and refuses to surrender, and raises his hand to block the dark magic weapon.

The glazed chaotic flames were swirling around, and this time, they finally blocked the breath of darkness.

The two forces strikingly, and the two forces hit each other,

The waves oscillate and erode each other.

Ning Chen and Ming Yuan, both of them saw blood on their arms at the same time.

Since the war, Death God has been hurt, and his eyes were shocked and replaced by a stronger coldness.

Ming Yuan stepped on his feet, and the black air flow around him roared wildly. Behind him, a huge shadow of the God of Death appeared, thousands of feet high, holding a huge black sickle.

The strange phenomenon of the god of death was shocking the world. The sickle was slashed and the chaos flames were directly split.

The God of Death, who showed real power, doubled the pressure, the Chaos Flame was impacted and violently shocked.

At the same time, not far away, the plague god watching the battle also moved. On his head, a huge phantom of the vase appeared. In the vase, a black air flow surged, as if there was life.

The next moment, in the battle situation, the black air flow with life spreads, swallowing light and life frantically.

The Chaos Flame was impacted by powerful dark forces, and a touch of darkness was dyed in the glaze color.

The aura of death approached again, and a madness flashed in Ning Chen's eyes. With a deep shout, he entered the divine realm, and the tenfold attack was instantly activated.

The chaotic flames that exploded were surging wildly like storms, rushing wildly in all directions, terrifying temperatures dispelling the darkness and illuminating the underworld.

In the center of the Chaos Flame, Ning Chen's body began to burn, as if he was in the sky fire, and began to coke from outside to inside.

"Are you fighting for your life? You don't have the qualifications yet!"

The plague god snorted coldly and activated the dark treasure bottle to suppress it, trying to devour the strongest man in the world in front of him.

The dark vase swallows the sky and destroys the earth, and contains the dark power that devours all the things, violently impacting the chaotic flames sweeping wildly.

Two terrifying forces were striking each other, and in the center of the battle situation, blood was dripping from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth. Before it dripped, it was burned by the terrifying temperature.

In the most tragic battle, when light does not appear, any power of light is suppressed, and Ning Chen is unable to exert his combat power. Facing the second of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, the battle is extremely difficult.

In this era, the fairyland collapsed and the gods did not appear. There was no firm belief in the world. After the great disaster, people could only panic and the darkness in their hearts rose greatly.

This situation also causes the power of darkness to be extremely powerful and the power of light is completely suppressed.

Ning Chen wanted to reopen the fairyland regardless of his safety, with the purpose of letting people see hope again.

Only hope appears in the heart of someone, the power of light

Only then will you not be suppressed by darkness.

However, before the reconstruction of the Immortal Realm, Ning Chen had already encountered the most powerful four dark kings in the dark world.

There is no room for transformation when victory, life, defeat, and death. Ning Chen knew his situation, so even if the battle was so difficult, he never gave up for a moment.

To fight for life, or to fight for life, to fight for heaven and destiny.

In the darkness, the glazed chaotic flames violently impacted the suppression of the dark treasure vase. Ning Chen formed seals with both hands, and two immortal swords came out of nowhere.

The two swords were in the sky, the evil spirits rose, and endless chaotic flames quickly gathered and merged into the three immortal swords.

"Heaven and earth are ringing together, life and death are against life!"

In the chaotic flame, two fire meteors were shocked to see two fiery fire stars breaking out of the sky, and the fairy sword turned into two streams of light, drawing two dazzling long tails in the dark, trying to cut open a path of life.

The God of Death, the God of Plague, and the two dark kings condensed their expressions, released their dark powers and blocked the immortal sword.

"boom!"

A shocking sound broke out, the two chaotic and dark, and the power of light hit violently, but three waterfalls of blood splashed, and the three people in the battle were all vomiting red.

The dark killing situation showed a flaw. In a moment of opportunity, the flame of chaos turned into wings. Ning Chen stepped on his foot, flew past the two dark kings, and rushed out of the dark world.

In the underworld, Ming Yuan's expression darkened. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked back at the Phoenix who was moving away, holding his right hand in a hollow, and a black spear appeared.

The god of death showed another killing move, and the black spear was thrown out, and the darkness passed through time and space, instantly catching up with the phoenix thousands of miles away.

The black spear penetrates the barrier of the Chaos Flame and penetrates the body of the phoenix.

A muffled groan sounded, blood was scattered all over the sky, but the phoenix's figure did not stop for a moment and was far away.

"The cunning Phoenix still let him escape."

The plague god looked at the phoenix that was leaving at the end of the darkness and said lightly.

In front, Ming Yuan gradually restrained his breath and said calmly, "He will not be so lucky next time."

In the dark world, thousands of miles away, the phoenix scattered, knowing his destiny walked out, the phoenix wings disappeared behind him, and fell directly from the sky.

At this time, a magic butterfly came from afar and caught the falling Zhiming.

"Let's go back."

The butterfly in the flower looked at the white man who was seriously injured in front of him, and a trace of tears lingered in his eyes and said with a smile.

He is alive, that's enough!

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