"Boom... Boom... Boom..." Dull and violent roars sounded one after another, the void shook, the ghost trembled, and the boundless dark air waves rushed in all directions, sweeping the heavens and the earth, drowning everything one after another.
In the distance, a large number of creatures screamed and knelt on the ground, and many ghost clans screamed excitedly.
"What's that sound?"
Although the strong in the field of holy light were isolated by the powerful light, they still received a strong impact, their souls were in pain, and their consciousness was confused.
All of a sudden, the dark energy in the abyss of Youdu rioted completely, completely out of the control of the ghost master of Youdu. It rushed into the sky in anger, like a desolate ancient beast that suddenly woke up, opened its huge mouth tens of miles away and swallowed it into the sky. Holy Light Domain.
All the Saint Soldiers, Quasi-Emperor Soldiers, and Emperor Soldiers in the Holy Light Realm were resonated, as if a god had awakened, unleashing boundless power, like a galaxy bursting, like a sea roaring, releasing a more terrifying momentum, stirring Youdu of dark power.
"Boom... Boom..." Darkness and light collided continuously, like oceans colliding, shaking the sky.
"What's down there?"
"You are going to fight back."
"What kind of energy is this?"
All the powerhouses in the Holy Light Domain were in shock, and all kinds of weapons were fully awakened, impacting their domain, and even injuring the immortal warriors who controlled them.
They seem to feel a strong threat, and they seem to want to resist this provocative power on their own.
"Boom... Boom..." The sound wave came again, more violent, more rapid and more vast.
The void swayed, and an aura almost like emperor's prestige filled the air. The incomparable grandeur and majesty came from the deepest part of the nether world, terrifying the nether world for hundreds of thousands of miles, sweeping away all living beings and ghosts.
Yellow Springs, Styx River, Bitter River, Purgatory, Ghost City, etc., and even the gate of the nether world, all set off monstrous waves of air, as if an evil spirit from hell had awakened, boiling with monstrous waves of air, filled with endless power.
"Roar... roar..." All the hundreds of millions of ghosts screamed in the sky! Thousands of buried dead spirits struggled out of the ground! The wandering undead prostrate and kneel down, worshiping the sky! The entire Nether Hell started an unprecedented riot, setting off a terrifying and shocking momentum! All the living beings were terrified, as if the whole hell was about to press towards them, their souls throbbed, their blood stagnated, and their bodies were cold.
"Death knell! It's death knell!"
Linglong Fairy looked into the depths of the nether world in horror. It was a familiar voice, and it was a feeling deep in memory.
Fifty thousand years ago, he was ordered by Emperor Cangling to fight against the Netherworld. At that time, the first wave of waves that greeted him was the terrifying sound that engulfed the Netherworld. In an instant, it hit the nine gates of the Netherworld. The boundless big world once caused the tragic death of hundreds of millions of creatures in the world.
He has a deep memory! "It's Deathstroke!"
The death knell copied by the Destiny Immortal Realm is rapidly expanding, boiling with boundless death energy, distorting the towering outline, bringing great majesty to their strong men in the Destiny Immortal Realm, as if they are about to burst.
"Death knell!"
The ghost master of Youdu and the others restrained their arrogance and evil spirit, and headed toward the depths of the nether world devoutly, listening to the call of the death knell.
That is the real core of Netherworld! The Lord of the Nether was once conceived! "Who is ringing the death knell, who is summoning the ghost clan."
In a trance, since the Nether death battle fifty thousand years ago, the death knell has fallen into silence with the death of the Nether Lord. Although the law of the Nether is still operating, it has never been struck again.
who is it
Who is ringing the death knell! Who can ring the death knell! "It's him! My brother-in-law!"
Tong Yan's expression was painful, but his eyes were wild.
He actually rang the Nether Bell in the second world
This is his method, this is his madness! "Qin Ming?"
Youdu ghost master and the others all looked at Tong Yan.
how can that be! How can a living person ring the bell of the nether world! That is their ghostly holy object, that is the source of their ghostly everything! "He proves the way with the nether world, and punishes the sky with the kingly way. He is... the Emperor Shura..." Yang Dingfeng, Ling Xuan and others stabilized their spirits one after another in pain. Pay attention to the death knell.
They were shocked, but there was a long-lost frenzy in their bodies.
"Emperor Shura?"
Lord Misty Rain and Tianguang Baihu looked at them in surprise.
The emperors of Qian and Yuan only used the word "jun" to prove the Tao, and the masters of the nine immortal realms all ruled with the emperor. Who would dare to call themselves the sky
"Is he really from the original world?"
Mingmei recalled the words of Ghost Lord Taiping again, Qin Ming came from the original world, and Qin Ming created a new world system in that ruins.
At this moment, the deepest part of the nether world was completely rioting.
The ancient and majestic death knell is so huge that it shocks, and it really lifts the nether sky and suppresses the nether stratum.
It exists between reality and nothingness, holding up the world of the nether world and holding up the space of the nether world.
It is boiling with a monstrous underworld fire, fierce and evil, and it will last forever.
It surged with several wild dead air, like a hurricane, surrounding the surroundings.
Hundreds of millions of evil spirits screamed and screamed, surrounding the vast wilderness around the death knell.
Looking from a distance, waterfalls mixed with blood and dark light rushed down from the giant clock. There were tens of thousands of them falling one after another.
This is the source of all things in the depths of the netherworld, and this is the real forbidden area of the nether world, the forbidden area for strangers! However, at this very moment, a wild figure was standing on the top of the death knell. His whole body was tattered, his flesh and bones were torn apart, but his long hair was flying up and his screams were piercing. Another loud bang.
"Boom..." The death knell roared violently, the sound wave shook the world, the hurricane of dead air danced wildly, the sky was full of dark fire boiling and erupting, and tens of thousands of waterfalls collapsed.
The mighty wave of sound is mixed with the power of the endless Netherworld, and the continuous gallops sweep across the boundless Netherworld.
Along the way, the earth cracked, the River Styx diverted its course, and densely packed skeletons and evil spirits struggled out of the buried ground and soared into the sky from the rushing river.
In the wilderness, in the depths of the mountains, all the Nether Ghost Clan, regardless of their strength and intelligence, all knelt down and greeted the death knell like the emperor of the underworld, letting out a piercing but pious roar.
"what!!"
Qin Ming was wrapped in chains of order, bearing the energy of the death knell, and tried his best to shake it.
This is his purpose, in the name of death knell, to order the nether world! He can breed the Nether Hell in the new world, and the death knell is very important.
His knowledge of death knell is also unmatched.
Both Nether Hell and Death Knell are equivalent to a part of his real body, so the aura and traces of Death Knell also remain on the avatar.
Because of this, Qin Ming gambled that he would be able to get closer to the death knell and ring the death knell even more.
But even so, when he stood here, he still endured great pain, as if every time he knocked, he was dancing his bones and wielding his soul.