The seventh prince's closed Qiankun's eyes opened again, communicating with the world, and trying to fight to the death. However... the great pressure covered the sky and the huge tide increased exponentially. The nine infants burned their blood and sacrificed the war halberd transformed from the corpse. At this moment, they became auxiliary, and the war halberd seemed to wake up.

The sudden power of the stocks not only changed the heroes in the wilderness, but also felt a strong threat to the Jinyuetian corpse.

Long!! Nine

The baby fell from the sky and thrust heavily into the huge pit. The earth shook, and the cracks tore through dozens of miles in an instant. Some cracks reached the strata, which was boundless and dark. Some cracks communicated with the underground blood river. There were thousands of ghosts roaring, blood rushing, and the terrifying impact force even brought out a monstrous dust fog, smashing the clouds all over the sky.

All the eight giant beasts that rushed over were flew out in a mess. Even though the strong men in the distance were far away, they were violently impacted and flew back in a mess.

This attack is really a shocking power.

In the ruins, Jiuying was gasping violently, her chest was undulating, and her head was sweating. Her arms holding the halberd were shaking slightly. The attack of the potential for squeezing blood almost exhausted him, but its power was indeed great. The seventh prince, who was arrogant and arrogant before, was beaten into flesh mud. At that moment, he didn't even have the chance to counterattack and didn't even have time to regret it."

Why are you so impulsive?" Nine

Ying looked at the corpse on the ground and secretly felt annoyed. This was the prince of the Four Spirit Barbarians. Why did I kill it? This was more serious than preying on half-blooded golden penis back then. However, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Jiuying swallowed again. Good things, you can't waste them anymore, just keep it hot!

"Your Highness!!" The eight giant beasts rushed towards the still boiling wind, but before they could step into the ruins, an angry roar rushed out of the wind, the air waves were boiling, and the demonic aura was vast. They were heads, like giant dragons, opening their bloody mouths, and all attacking the eight giant beasts.

Their faces changed drastically, some retreated in horror, some wanted to fight to the death, but... the rolling demonic aura rushed towards them, and nine heads hit them like giant mountains, biting them all, closing their fangs, and blood scattering all over the bones.

The hoarse roar and shrill scream came to an abrupt end.

The baby is tickling, it’s delicious. There are some blood in the blood of these barbarians, and the fusion is perfect, and the taste is really wonderful.

The strong wind and energy completely dissipated, and everyone's eyes gradually returned to clear light. Jiuying had already appeared in the sky with her war halberd, facing the blood-colored mountains that were still roaring, facing the heroes and evil spirits in the wilderness: "Who else wants to come and try it?" Huang Ying said: "Who else wants to try it?"

The wild was silent for a while before someone tried to get close to the deep pit, but there seemed to be nothing except mottled blood.

Where is the Seventh Prince?

Jiuying killed? None

Several powerful men were full of chills. The direct prince of the Four Spirit Barbarians died in the Netherworld Hell? If the news came out of Netherworld, the southern deserted continent would inevitably be in chaos. It is hard to imagine how many barbarians would cross the ocean and rush to the Netherworld.

These nine infants are too cruel. They ate Jinpeng back then and then the prince again this year?

After the First Emperor's Dao, no one dared to provoke the Four Spirit Barbarians so unscrupulously!

Ye continued to be quiet, looking at Jiuying with fear, some beasts even had their eyes filled with admiration!

Jiuying was boiling with air waves, and reappeared a giant demon body, intercepting between the mountains and the wilderness. The nine heads were facing different directions, alerting every area and intimidating the strong people everywhere. But he was a little strange. The Jinyuetian Corpse did not take action. There were actually a few opportunities just now. If the Jinyuetian Corpse grasped it, it might have severely damaged it.

Two days...the third day...

More powerful ghosts crossed the broken wilderness and gathered around the mountains. It was just a scene of prison in the Spirit Hall, the news of the colorful peacocks killing in battle, and the news of the death of the seventh prince of the Four Spirit Barbarians shocking every riot soul.

Even the special teams that were constantly arriving were calm and did not take action rashly.

Dairocha still wanted to make trouble again, and maybe he could break the bones and find an opportunity to escape, or someone familiar came to help him relieve his difficulties, but after waiting and waiting, he never waited for the opportunity. He and the elders and disciples of the Spirit Hall hung in the air like an exhibition, in a mess and humiliation.

But they were humiliated, but they were terrified outside.

But Dai Luocha, the master of the Wuhun Palace!

What is the Soul Hall? The dignified Zhongzhou Imperial Power is second only to the world's second largest soul cultivator power in the Tiandesity Domain!

Ask all the heroes in the world, who dares to humiliate the Spirit Hall, and who dares to trample on the dignity of the "Zhongzhou Imperial Path" so unbearable. This is not just humiliating the Spirit Hall. To be serious, it is simply humiliating the Thirty-Six Emperors of Zhongzhou!

No one dares to commit suicide like this in the Immortal Realm! Qin

Is life a "newborn calf" or really fearless? Think about the Xing family and the seventh prince, he doesn't seem to take Huangzhou seriously! He deliberately made a dragon-shaped skeleton. Is it meant to provoke the Chaos Immortal Realm?

Xiong looked at the dragon's skeleton and felt like he couldn't remember how many years had he met someone like this.

The wild atmosphere was restless but quiet, but the danger and tension never weakened.

After four days, the blood-colored mountains finally calmed down. The cracks spreading in the valleys of the mountains healed one after another, and the flowing blood flowed deeper into the mountains again.

The outline of the shaking death knives on the Jiuyou Platform also began to fade away, like the melting of ice and snow, and the annihilation of pieces."

What happened? It suddenly became quiet?"

"Has it been successful? It's the Dadizi Ding and the Jiuyou Platform. What was he reborn?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I think he is going to give up! Jiuyoutai is a holy weapon in the Netherworld. It has been here since the Battle of God Killing that year. No one can move him away."

"The Wuhun Palace has been trying many ways over the years. Why can Qin Ming take away Jiuyoutai?"

Why? He hangs up the Wuhun Hall to sell meat!”

"I don't believe it, I will never believe that anyone can move Jiuyoutai!"

The group whispered. Although they were amazed at the momentum that Qin Ming had created these days, Jiuying tried to protect him, as if she was very confident. However, if the sacred weapon like Jiuyoutai, which guards the underworld, could have been taken away for 50,000 years, would it have to wait until now? Is it still necessary to get Qin Ming's turn?

The ghost clan seemed a little nervous. Whether it was the wronged ghosts, the lords of some secret realms, or the Jinyuetian corpses, they all showed a rare "quietness". They felt a strong sense of anxiety, fear, oppression, and even a mysterious summon, surrender, and deterrence.

The stronger the strength, the stronger the feeling.

They didn't know whether this feeling came from Qin Ming or Jiuyoutai."

boom!!"

After the mountains were quiet for a while, Jiuyou Platform suddenly shook, and endless blood qi rolled over the sky, as if a volcano erupted, shaking the mountains and boiling with the light that soared into the sky.

The riots dyed the clouds red.

The vast underworld was reflected in blood red, strange and gloomy. In an instant, it seemed as if all living people and beasts were trapped in an illusion. Looking at the sky, they were in a trance. They knew that they were in hell, but their feelings became stronger and more sharp at this moment, and fear and despair filled their hearts.

The powerful ghost clan knelt down in awe and surrendered to Jiuyoutai.

Qin Ming's eyes opened and closed, and his dark patterns flashed. The blood flowing on the surface of Jiuyoutai was also intertwined into complex and simple characters, and the boiling blood light surged again.

After nearly ten days of hard work, the dark pattern has penetrated into various locations of the Jiuyou Platform, successfully merged, and engraved with a unique mark belonging to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming can finally move away from Jiuyoutai without disturbing Taiyin Youming Mountain.
Chapter completed!