Walking all the way to the sky, Ye Chen came to the Niehai Sea again.
Even though he has become a saint, the abominable sea still puts great pressure on him.
Even the Emperor of Hades couldn't wipe out the evil fate, and even the Ten Palaces of Yama didn't dare to set foot on it easily. You can imagine how scary it is.
This is a dangerous place, and few people come here to earn merit. Only evildoers like him dare to roam around.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine merits. One hundred quasi-saint-level evil dragons are enough; twenty saint-level evil dragons are enough."
Ye Chen roughly estimated that it was not as difficult as he thought. With his fighting power, it would be easy for Ming General to earn the merit he needed.
Just as he said it, he took out his storage bag and stepped onto the beach.
Then, he flew at the junction of Niehai and the beach, scattering Zhaolongsan, a whole sack.
If someone saw him acting like this, his heart would definitely tremble.
You know, the evil dragon of the Niehai Sea is very fierce. If you make a careless move, you will be swallowed up. People are attracted to it one by one.
But luckily for him, the whole sack was poured out, and the evil dragon that was led out was not one, but many.
If you are unlucky, you may summon a quasi-holy king evil dragon, or even a holy king-level evil dragon, and the consequences will not be good.
However, he is such a pissed-off person. He has advanced to the level of Saint and can open the Overlord Body. With such fighting power, he can pick off a group of people.
People are so self-willed and confident that they have no choice but to be so wasteful.
Soon, the Niehai became restless, and the mist billowed.
Brutal dragon roars sounded, and evil dragons roared out, as many as nine, all of which were quasi-holy level evil dragons.
He was not small, and when he was entrenched, he was as big as a mountain. In their eyes, Ye Chen was just a little grasshopper.
"It doesn't matter if you are a dragon or an insect, I will take care of you."
Ye Chen hissed, crossed the sky with one step, struck head-on, and slashed out a fairy river with one sword, splitting the heaven and the earth.
The evil dragon who charged forward was the most unlucky. As soon as he spat out a thunderbolt, the dragon's head was chopped off, killing it with a single sword strike.
The other eight evil dragons were not much better. They were at the quasi-sage level and could not withstand Ye Chen's attack. They were destroyed by Ye Chen's sword.
"Nine hundred merits are in hand." Ye Chen glanced at the merit book. The nine hundred number board was neatly arranged, and there were nine lines of text.
At this rate, it doesn't take half a day for the underworld general to earn all the merit he needs. This is the benefit of having strong combat power.
Without any delay, Ye Chen picked up another sack of Zhaolong powder, flying and scattering it, howling and waving all the way.
Zhaolong scattered down, and at the edge of the Niehai Sea, the mist raged again.
The nine-headed beast roared out, and among them was a saint evil dragon, which was much larger than a quasi-saint level evil dragon.
It howled so loudly that the huge dragon body crushed the sky and collapsed, spitting flames from its mouth and shooting thunder from its eyes, it was very fierce.
Ye Chen couldn't stand this guy, so he shrunk to the ground and reached the top of the saint's evil dragon. He held the sword in both hands and thrust it straight down.
The saint's evil dragon's head was pierced, and dark blood spurted out.
With a shrill wail, it knelt down on the spot, turned into the mist of evil fate, and returned to heaven and earth, pretending to be in a panic.
The saint-level evil dragons all knelt down, and the other quasi-holy evil dragons were unable to make a big splash, so they formed a group and were killed.
Ye Chen stopped looking at the merit book and scattered with the dragon in hand.
The evil dragon was very considerate, so he summoned the dragons and ran out one after another. The dragon's eyes were huge, violent and bloodthirsty, its mouth was wide open, spitting out thunder and lightning, and it was extremely fierce.
They are fierce, Ye Chen is even more fierce, and they are defenseless.
The combat power is absolutely suppressed. This is a one-sided massacre. The holy king level evil dragon cannot emerge, and the other evil dragons are just shrimps.
Looking from a distance, the scene was lawless, and Ye Chen, who was as small as an ant, was so stunned that he couldn't lift his head from the evil dragon.
In the distance, there are figures falling down. They are two ghost kings and an old underworld general. They are a team, and they are also here to earn merit.
When they saw Ye Chen, the three of them swallowed hard.
People usually form teams to fight an evil dragon, but this one is better. He picks a group and kills the evil dragon, just like slicing a watermelon.
"Then... is that Ye Chen?" The two ghost kings opened their mouths.
"Who else would it be if it weren't for him?" the old Ming general lamented.
"In the entire underworld, he is the only saint-level junior who dares to fight the evil dragon like this. He is the devil who defies the will of heaven."
The three of them were talking to each other, and their hearts were pounding as they spoke.
Seeing Ye Chen, that guy reminded me of half a month ago.
Under the seat of Yama in the Nine Palaces, there were a total of seventy-two underworld generals. They were killed by Ye Chen, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, and nearly fifty of them died tragically.
As for those who were lucky enough to escape, they are still moaning in illness, and they heard that they were removed from their positions by the gods of various temples.
That battle was truly lawless, and the Holy Body gained a prestigious reputation. His name became a nightmare for a generation.
For such a ruthless person, how can the evil sea demon dragon be his opponent? Earning merit here is a piece of cake for him.
"80% of them killed too many underworld generals, and all their merits were deducted."
"But if he is so strong, earning merit is like drinking water, and it will only be a matter of time before he becomes the Underworld General." A ghost king lamented.
"Compared with each other, one is crushed to death!" Old Mingjiang rubbed his brows.
They are all saints, but he is hundreds of years older than Ye Chen
Thinking about how difficult it was for them to earn merit back then, it took them a full eight hundred years just to be granted the title of Underworld General.
It's better to have a human holy body. With one sword, the merits will not increase one by one, but will increase by hundreds and hundreds, which can make a person angry to death.
The two ghost kings also had dry coughs and tangled expressions. They both lived in the underworld. They looked at each other and then themselves, feeling embarrassed.
While the three of them were talking, Ye Chen slayed another evil dragon, holding a wine bottle and drinking it, speaking very animalistically.
Looking at his merits again, he has already earned more than four thousand merits, and he has earned less than half of the merits required by Mingjiang.
"Come again." Ye Chen threw away the wine bottle, took out the Zhaolong Powder, and ran towards the edge of the Niehai Sea, full of hope and energy.
However, he had just arrived, and before he had time to disperse the dragon, the sea of evil began to stir and rolled into turbulent waves.
Ye Chen was not paying attention and was swallowed up by the waves. Well, to be more precise, he crashed into it.
"Oh my god! The Holy Body actually took the initiative to enter the sea of evil." The two ghost kings not far away couldn't help but exclaimed.
"That's so reckless." Old Mingjiang frowned.
He has lived longer than Ye Chen, and he understands the Nie Sea better than Ye Chen. It is okay to wander on the edge, but never step into the Nie Sea.
The evil dragons on the edge of the Nie Sea are so fierce, let alone the bones of a saint in the Nie Sea.
There are many evil fates in the evil sea, which will erode the soul. There are also countless evil dragons in it, and their levels are far beyond imagination.
Now that Ye Chen steps in recklessly, the consequences can be imagined.
In the sea of evil, Ye Chen stabilized his figure and looked around.
However, all he saw were patches of mist.
Underfoot, the waves were turbulent, and the waters of the Niehai Sea were pitch black. If you looked closely, you could still see the struggling ghosts.
The screams and wailings continued, carrying a magical power that deceived people's minds. Despite his concentration, he almost lost his mind.
There is still a force in the dark that erodes his soul, and that force is Nie Yuan, invisible and mysterious.
It is precisely because of Nie Yuan that the Nie Sea space is in chaos.
He was obviously drawn in from the edge of the Nie Sea, but now, he was far away from the beach and was swallowed into the depths of the Nie Sea.
Even his spiritual consciousness was blocked by evil fate. He didn't know where to go to get out, and he had no sense of direction.
"This is not fun." He frowned and his face was extremely ugly. This turn of events caught him by surprise.
"Could it be that I killed too many evil dragons this time? I was targeted by Nie Hai Nie Yuan and swallowed me up?"
"It's really nonsense. It's such a nonsense to earn some merit."
Ye Chen cursed secretly, and with a thought, he used a pair of armor to wrap his body, and many protections were also activated.
This is the Sea of Nie, and there are many dangers. He is a saint and may be killed at any time. This is no different than outside.
Sure enough, an evil ghost crawled out of the sea of evil under his feet, with a ferocious face, and stretched out its sharp claws to drag him into the sea of evil.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and with one sweep of his sword, the evil ghosts were killed.
The ghosts howled, causing dragons to roar in all directions, the mist rolled, and evil dragons rushed towards them. There were many of them and their levels were not low.
Ye Chen waved his sword and kept pointing in all directions. What he moved was Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong. This was a group attack move that was most suitable to use at this moment.
One after another, the evil dragons were attacked, their bodies were covered in blood, but they still killed them, with their bloody mouths wide open, spraying thunder, lightning and flames.
Ye Chen's expression was cold, he pushed aside the mist, and took the initiative to attack.
Fortunately, the evil dragon that came towards us was only at the Holy King level, not at the Holy King level or even higher, otherwise it would be very difficult.
The evil dragons were killed one after another, and the dark dragon blood flowed into the dark sea of evil, and was eaten by the evil spirits in the sea.
Because of his killing, more and more evil dragons came roaring.
Ye Chen became fierce, activated his domination body, and attacked and killed all the way.
His merits have risen rapidly, reaching the level of the Underworld General.
At some point, the words Mingjiang appeared looming above his head, which meant that his merits had met the requirements.
However, at this moment, he had no intention of paying attention to this.
The most important thing at the moment is to get out of the sea of evil, otherwise it is very likely to be buried here. No matter how much merit you have, it will be useless.
What hurts him is that the space in Niehai is in chaos, his consciousness is blocked, and he can't find a way out, like a headless fly.
If this control continues, not to mention the hegemonic body, the blood-letting and the limited state will also be consumed to death. There are too many evil dragons.
"Senior Dihuang, have you ever seen him?" Ye Chen screamed in his heart, hoping that Dihuang would help him out.
His call did not receive a response, but instead attracted more evil dragons, many of them quasi-holy kings, and they were all huge.
The vast sea of evil is misty and misty, with turbulent waves, and evil dragons appear one after another, carrying evil fate.
"It's all about luck." Ye Chen gritted his teeth, looked at one direction, and charged with all his strength, hoping that it would be the direction out of the Nie Sea.
He didn't even think about it, but the evil dragon wouldn't do anything, and it came all at once, and it would be done until he was buried in the sea of evil.
"Get out." Ye Chen roared, waving the killing sword crazily, the chaotic vision opened, and the mysterious magic powers came one after another.
Although there are many evil dragons, he is also more fierce and will risk his life. This is not a good place. If not, he will be buried here.