This is a terrifying picture, with thousands of heavenly catastrophes and boundless sea of thunder. Such terrifying power is enough to destroy everything, but it was shattered by one punch.
Not only that, the catastrophe originally caused by the inheritance of Netherworld Flower and Hades also disappeared because of this punch.
The sky and the earth are clear and bright, the sky is blue and white clouds are white, and the bright sun is in the sky.
Buzz!
It can be clearly felt that an unparalleled power sweeps across all directions and spreads to the entire Dark Continent. It looks down on all directions and is ostracized by the world, but it doesn't care.
"Seal the king..."
With a whisper, a bitter sarcasm flashed across Shao Qian's lips, and the luster in his eyes completely dimmed.
boom!
Suddenly, in the original focal point of the battle, the same terrifying aura exploded. The king was overwhelmingly powerful, and the monstrous dark energy swept across the dark continent thousands of miles away.
"Roar!"
It was both sad and joyful. In the center of the pressure, a roar reached through the sky and shook the earth.
A huge figure broke free from the inheritance, just like the Nine-Fifth King sitting on the throne of Hades and looking down at the ministers.
Anzi finally succeeded, and the power in his body was as endless as the vast ocean. When he woke up, his eyes, like the dark sun, instantly scanned the entire battlefield.
"Huh?" He saw Shao Qianban kneeling in the sky, already dead.
boom!
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and the originally unstoppable pressure of Pluto seemed to have hit a wall and been bounced back.
The whole half of the darkness was millions of miles away, and his spirit could not pass through it.
He was shocked in his heart. This was simply a joke. He was the King of Hades, and now the entire dark land of the underworld has been turned into the underworld. Could it be that the whole world was the land of the king? How could there be areas that he could not set foot on.
The mighty Pluto-level souls surged in that direction like a torrent, and the result was a roar, like two stars colliding in the sky, but he still failed to achieve anything.
"How... is this possible?" Anzi was surprised. He was the King of Hades now, who could stop him
"Haha... You have just become Pluto, and you have such a bad temper?" Suddenly, a chuckle came from thousands of miles away, and then a figure came in an instant and stood in front of him.
"Wang Dong?"
Anzi was surprised. His huge Pluto body couldn't help but stood up with a roar, almost crushing the surrounding Cangyu.
"You... have you made the king?" Even though he had seen it, he still couldn't help but ask.
Wang Dong shrugged and said, "If not, how could we kill this monster Shaoqian?"
"No, that's not right!" Anzi suddenly shouted, which he felt was incredible.
Wang Dong's demeanor has completely changed now, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized it just now. But this is not a problem. The crux of the matter is that even if Wang Dong is really crowned king, normally it would be impossible for him to be able to fight separately from him now.
You must know that he is the king of Hades, and Wang Dong is just an ordinary king.
The power of Hades comes from the underworld, and he is the lord of the underworld. His power is extraordinary. Once he inherits it, he is destined to become the Emperor of Hades, and he is definitely not comparable to ordinary kings.
But now Wang Dong is not only able to fight against him, but he also looks so relaxed.
boom!
The void exploded. No matter what the purpose was, he wanted to try to see how strong Wang Dong was.
The underworld roared, and the underworld energy was vast. Under the summons of the monarch, it turned into thousands of armies, and the chorus shook the mountains and rivers.
This is not a real army, but the Taoism of Hades, which appears to be omnipotent on this underworld.
Wang Dong did not move, but his soul power was like an emperor lording over the world, fearless of anything, even with the pressure of Pluto on the opposite side, he was still arrogant and unparalleled.
Boom!
A big golden hand fell from the sky, and with one palm strike, a clear palm print appeared among the thousands of troops on the ground.
Then I saw the giant golden palm slowly clenching, and in an instant, thousands of turmoils formed, and a devouring eye formed in the palm. Not to mention thousands of troops and horses on the ground, not even the mountains and valleys could escape from the palm of the hand.
Chi!
The moment the five fingers closed together, Anzi trembled all over, and a wisp of dark dark blood actually spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
"What is this way?"
Anzi withdrew all his magical powers and asked.
"Shinto."
An Zi smiled bitterly. Anyone who had never fought against Wang Dong would definitely scold Wang Dong for being arrogant and ignorant, for daring to claim to be a god.
However, in fact, Wang Dong's way is indeed worthy of this name. And he could see that Wang Dong said these two words without any artificiality, it was completely natural.
At this time, Wang Dong was also observing Anzi, and everything was exactly as he expected. With his Dao seal, the queen could indeed be extremely terrifying. Because of the emperor's soul, he had even been merciful just now.
Anzi should be very clear about this. This is just a warning and also a piece of advice.
To be honest, he was quite sympathetic to Anzi.
Today, Anzi looks neither human nor ghost. He has inherited the throne of Hades and is huge. He has long lost his previous shape. His whole body is surrounded by underworld energy, accompanied by death energy, and he looks very gloomy.
The two looked at each other for a while, and all their inhibitions disappeared.
Anzi sighed. He originally thought he understood Wang Dong well enough, but found that he didn't understand him at all. He looked at Wang Dong and said sincerely: "Thank you."
Regarding this word of thanks, Wang Dong's eyes were complicated.
"Immortal and immortal, from now on the heaven and the earth will not tolerate each other, the mortal world will never end, only the underworld will remain, and only decay and death will accompany it. Is it worth it?" Wang Dong sympathized, if he would never choose such a path.
Anzi laughed at himself and said: "Nothing is worth it. This is the mission of Dark Netherworld, and I bear everything for them."
Wang Dong stopped talking, knowing that talking more would be useless. The purpose of Dark Netherworld was to rebuild the underworld from the moment it was established, so Anzi chose to accept the inheritance without hesitation.
I must have already had this awareness.
"Where are you going next?" Anzi asked. He knew that Wang Dong could no longer stay in the Dark Continent, because the Dark Continent no longer existed. Now there was only the Underworld, and the Underworld was a fertile ground for lonely souls and ghost soldiers and generals. , not suitable for humans.
Wang Dong looked at the other side of Youminghai, with a hint of warmth in his heart, and said, "Go home."
Wang Dong left. He found Nong Ji's body in the sea and took the clothes with him.
"etc!"
Suddenly, a beautiful figure stood in front of him. Yu Qilin's pretty face turned red and said, "Can I come to your hometown to have a look?"
Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, and then readily agreed that this place was indeed not suitable for living.
He couldn't help but look at the old woman, and saw that the old man looked even older, sitting cross-legged on the gazebo that the underworld manifested in reality, showing no joy or sorrow. Although the handsome half-step king died under Wang Dong's sword, his words were deeply imprinted in the old woman's heart.
He looked at the old monk Kong Jie again. He was still sitting cross-legged in the void. Even the previous battle could not disturb him, but he was now reciting the Sutra of Transcendence.
"He said he wanted to stay and not leave." Anzi, who was watching from a distance, suddenly spoke.
Wang Dong Ling Ran, the old monk wants to imitate the ancient Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If the underworld is not empty, he will not leave.
This is a kind of big-mindedness. The Dark Continent has produced too many innocent souls this time, which cannot be digested by the underworld in one day. People need to save them one by one.
In the end, Wang Dong left without looking back. He grew up here, but in the end all that was left behind was devastation.
The enemy is dead, and the friends are also dead. Fortunately, there is Tingyu Tower and the wilderness. Otherwise, he can only stand alone at the top with nothing but memories.
When Wang Dong returned to the sword domain space, everyone was waiting outside, their eyes red.
When Old Man Qing, Big Beard Qin, Nu Xi and others were looking eagerly, they finally saw that familiar figure, and the deserted city was boiling in an instant.
In the past few days, the continent was shaking as if it was the end of the world. The thunder covered the sky and the sky was dark. From time to time, terrifying pressure swept across, making everyone tremble and fearful. At the same time, they were worried for Wang Dong.
But now everything has passed, Wang Dong is back, and the poster is back, which means everything is over.
Cheers rang all day long, and Wang Dong carried Nong Ji's body to the old site of the deserted city, raised his hand and buried it on a mountain, which became a tomb. Then with a clang, he inserted the bloody sword in front of the tombstone. This sword witnessed A martial artist killed a half-step king.
"Brother, Sister Nishang said that you have wandered enough and this is your home, so I buried you here."
Wang Dong's voice was choked, and he held it in for a long time before continuing: "We are leaving, but we will come to see you every year, so you should keep this home well."
"Nong, you are right. I should live for the sake of my child. Don't worry, he will be as upright as you in the future." Nishang said with a face full of love.
Wang Dong was suddenly stunned when he heard this. He had no idea about this matter beforehand.
Grabbing Nishang's hand, the fire of hope in her heart seemed to burn instantly: "Is this true? The eldest brother still has children?"
Nishang nodded, rubbed her belly and said, "Your eldest brother was afraid that you would be distracted and didn't let me tell him. He said that if he died, he would ask you, my uncle, to help him come up with a name."
"Okay! Okay!" Wang Dong said two good words in a row, and his heart couldn't be more excited.
"Where is your hometown?" Nishang asked.
Wang Dong turned around, pointed in the direction of Youminghai, and said: "On the other side of the sea, we will set off today."
Now that the sword domain space is open, it is like a small world. Naturally, you can no longer carry it around with you as usual. Although you can, you must at least consider the feelings of the people inside.
Therefore, only the strong men of Wuzong can take the place and drag the sword domain space across the sky.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Wang moved his hands to quickly form seals, breaking through the barrier of the underworld to build a stable channel in the middle of the Youming Sea that was cut in half with a knife.
It was really time to leave, and everyone couldn't help but look back.
I saw that the underworld energy continued to become thicker, and a clear crack broke along the dark continent, and then slowly sank into the ground.
From then on, there was no daylight in the Dark Continent, only the vast underworld.
"Let's go!"
Wang Dong turned around, stopped looking, and led everyone across the sea toward the other shore. The martial arts masters carried the sword domain space and followed closely.
There were more than thirty martial sects, so vast that they were still moving rapidly even though the space of the sword domain contained the deserted city.
I don’t know how many days passed, but suddenly, everyone’s eyes lit up, and an endless coastline appeared in front of everyone.
(End of chapter)