Feng Mian came single-handedly with anger. In the camp below, many soul hunters surrounded the area, vying to watch. Such battles could not be seen at any time.
Fan Yao's methods gradually took the lead. Feng Mian did not dare to act rashly. If the mastermind of the Three Lives Curse was Fan Yao, then he must have made complete preparations behind the scenes. Once Wan Quan was angered, the consequences would be disastrous.
For a moment, Feng Mian fell into complete defense. The power of Emperor Qingxuan's sword was also halved by him.
Under the defense of layers of air waves, even Emperor Qing, Emperor Xuan, and Emperor Wu felt aggrieved when they saw it.
"Young Feng Mian, if you can, let us out and see if I don't cut him into pieces!"
Emperor Wu had a short temper, and since Emperor Qingxuan's sword had their aura on it, he could naturally feel it clearly. Feng Mian kept retreating, and the other party's threat was simply the greatest insult.
"Yes, there has never been such a frustrating scene in such a long time. Feng Mian, what are you waiting for? Even if you don't take action, the other party will launch an attack on the human race. His ambition will not diminish."
From the beginning, the Soul Hunters have actually been eyeing the human race. Not only do they want to take back the Hades' territory, but they also want to attack the human race. That's why the three Hades suddenly fell into trouble so passively.
"Feng Mian, haven't you eaten? Take action! This emperor's Qingxuan Emperor Sword is not for you to scratch. If you continue to delay like this, not only the Nether Clan, but the entire human race will be destroyed because of your indecision.
"
Waves of air exploded, and a powerful aura surged above the entire camp.
Fan Yao sneered crazily, kept attacking, and even taunted: "Boy Feng Mian, aren't you very strong? Take action! Why don't you dare? You are afraid of wolves in front and tigers in back. You want to be the savior, but it's a pity that they don't appreciate it.
"
With a wave of the soul-splitting blade in his hand, an illusion appeared in mid-air. Feng Mian frowned and looked attentively.
In the picture is the center of the Nether City, with many people from the Nether Clan fleeing in all directions. The Soul Hunters deliberately let them go, just like they were prey. They let them go first, and then suddenly pursued them, catching them off guard.
Nowadays, the Soul Hunting Clan has completely reversed the situation and treated everyone of the Nether Clan as monkeys. But the latter had to escape. As long as there is a chance of survival, they must fight for it. Unfortunately, they are captured every time without any accident.
"Haha... It's not that I didn't give you a chance, it's that you didn't seize it yourself. No wonder I am. You self-righteous guys, when you kicked us out, did you ever think about today?"
Many people from the Nether Tribe had their auras imprisoned and could only rely on the power of instinct to escape. There was hatred, anger, and unwillingness in their eyes. They ran desperately, but they were always under the control of the Soul Hunter Tribe.
"Why did things become like this? Everything started because of that guy Feng Mian. Who is the strongest bloodline of the Underworld? What kind of number one person, what kind of bullshit righteousness. If it hadn't been for his appearance, it wouldn't have turned out like this."
"Yes, that's right. Even if we have been suppressed and the seal has not been broken, at least we are stable and there is no such chaotic situation. Until he appeared, everything changed dramatically."
Filled with resentment, they actually put all the blame on Feng Mian. If this special human had not appeared, the Hades army would not have marched towards the human race, resulting in a lax defense here, allowing the Soul Hunters to take advantage of it.
"Haha... Feng Mian, did you see it? How do you feel? Do you regret it? This is the consistent style of these pretentious guys. They will never find problems in themselves and pass the responsibility to others."
"You want to balance the underworld and the human race, but neither side wants to hurt you. You think you have good intentions, but others don't care about what you do. Instead, they vent all their grievances on you."
As soon as the Soul Splitting Blade turned, countless shadows spread, surrounding Feng Mian.
"Don't worry about the persistence in your heart and cooperate with me. Help me successfully capture Youdu. Using your soul-suppressing order, we can rush into the human race together and end this battle. Then we can divide the world equally."
Standing quietly, Feng Mian closed his eyes tightly. The Qingxuan Emperor Sword in his hand disappeared.
Seeing this, Fan Yao was overjoyed, thinking that he had agreed. But the next second, a black light flashed in Feng Mian's hand, and the soul-suppressing sword mixed with soul fire appeared. The dark energy on his body suddenly surged, spreading layers of
Strong aura.
Opening his eyes, his eyes were filled with soul fire, and he stared at Fan Yao: "You have reminded me, if I completely cleanse the entire underworld with soul fire, even the power of the Three Lives Spell can no longer
Being strong will not help."
That's right, Feng Mian was too kind to a woman. He only wanted to serve the Nether Clan, so who would have thought about him?
But he has no regrets. Now that he has decided, he must continue.
The long sword was swung slowly, and bursts of soul fire turned into sword energy and spread out. Feng Mian was like a god of war, the flames appeared in a whirlpool, completely surrounding himself, and the shadows of the surrounding soul-breaking blades quickly dissipated.
A physical dharma image appeared in mid-air, staring at Fan Yao majestically: "Do you still want to continue fighting? If you continue, I will accompany you. But if you take action, you will be wiped out!"
Coercion shrouded Fan Yao, and he could hardly move. The soul-breaking blade in his hand buzzed and almost fell to the ground. This pressure was obviously not something he could resist. What was it?
"Since the Nether Clan doesn't appreciate it, then the spirit of the Nether Clan's earth line, don't blame me for being ruthless. In fact, your area should have changed a long time ago, at least to wash away this smog."
With a flick of his finger, a drop of bright red blood slipped from the Fengmian Dharma Form. It slowly fell to the ground and spread along the earth's veins. In an instant, a powerful karma fire rose up, completely surrounding and burning the entire area.
Unsurprisingly, many soul hunters, including Fan Yao, were trapped in it. The karma fire was like maggots on their tarsal bones and was difficult to wipe out. They avoided it, but the burning pain was unbearable for them.
.
"What is this...why is this happening? What on earth is this!"
Wailing in pain, they kept running away. Many soul hunters and people from the Netherworld didn't know why, and their bodies gradually disappeared while running, leaving not even a trace of fly ash behind.
At this time, Fan Yao also panicked, because all his methods were ineffective under this powerful force. He forcibly defended himself against Ye Huo and stared at Feng Mian: "What methods did you use!"
Feng Mian did not answer, but stood quietly. The Xuanwu armor resisted the impact of the air waves, and the breath in his body instantly withered. The power of the supreme divine blood is not something that ordinary people can easily control.
Feng Mian was so angry that he couldn't take care of that much. He used the divine energy in the space of the Divine Pillar to condense in his body, and used the repairing power of the Golden Body Technique to prevent anyone from noticing anything strange. Then, using the blood as a guide, he gathered countless
God's blood.
The divine blood triggered the fire of karma and spread throughout the underworld. In fact, it was easy to solve this fire. As long as the water of the Styx River surged up, it could be extinguished easily, but there was no movement.
The spirit of the Styx is restricted. If it dares to act rashly, the power in the Divine Pillar will easily turn it into ashes. Feng Mian wants to teach the entire Nether Clan and Soul Hunter Clan an unforgettable lesson.
Standing in the sky, he stared down at the Soul Hunters and the Underworld Tribe with a smile on his lips.
He never regretted that he wanted to deal with the human race and the Hades tribe, and wanted to find a balance. But if the Hades tribe pushed all the responsibilities to him, he would never admit it. If the opportunity was given, then you can't blame him.
The flames rose up layer by layer, and the bright red light filled the entire underworld. Many soul hunters continued to struggle, roared in pain, and looked at Fan Yao for help, but it was of no use and could only wait for it to disappear into ashes.
"Fan Yao, I won't let you perish soon. I want you to watch all this. Do you think you are strong? In fact, you are simply vulnerable. In my opinion, your so-called plan is just a child's trick!
"
With a movement of his hand, the power of the divine blood imprisoned the power of the Three Lives Spell, preventing it from happening for the time being.
"If it weren't for the fact that my parents still need the water of the Styx for nourishment, I would have completely destroyed this place long ago. At first, I thought there was some misunderstanding between the human race and the Hades, but now it seems that sealing you was the wisest choice."
Stepping on the divine blood and karma fire, Feng Mian's figure flashed and quickly passed through all parts of the underworld. Seeing many people from the underworld kneeling down to beg for mercy, but at a loss, he couldn't bear the slightest anger in his eyes.
mercy.
The power of the Three Lives Spell gradually became uncontrollable. Feng Mian looked down and smiled faintly: "It's time to go back. The underworld army has been plundering our human race for long enough, and we can't let it go anymore!"
When I glanced at him, I saw silhouettes flying past.
"Everyone is here, let's go back together! Ling'er really decided to stay here temporarily and fulfill his promise? I believe that Lord Qishan is not an unreasonable person, so I will respect him!"
At this moment, Feng Mian's aura was completely superior to everyone else. So Dashan and the others didn't say anything. They looked into the air and watched Feng Mian reach out and slowly tear open the cracks in the underworld and hide into it.
"From now on, the survival of the Nether Realm has nothing to do with me, Fengmian, Laifeng Academy, or our Realm Alliance. We no longer expect to coexist peacefully, so you can take care of yourself!"
Powerful air waves exploded, and bursts of impact opened up. The power of the divine blood and karma fire completely cleansed the place. Once anyone harbors hatred and wants revenge, no one can escape, and they will all be turned into fly ash.
There is only one place that is still safe and sound until now, and that is the Qi Valley. Because the people there are not at all interested in this dispute, and they spend their days playing chess, refining weapons, being carefree and alone.
At this time, Master Qishan sat opposite Ling'er, holding a black chess piece in his hand, and said calmly: "Don't you regret that he left? You should have gone with him. After this goodbye, I don't know when we will be able to
Bye now."
Yue Fengling smiled faintly and shook her head confidently: "No, I believe he will come back to take me back soon. Also, his parents haven't given him the final answer yet, so they won't give up!"
Ling'er made a calm move and was not afraid of Master Qishan's layout. Over the past few days, she has become very familiar with Master Qishan's methods, so she has basically never lost.
Sure enough, with one sweep of Ling'er's jade hand, all the black stones on the chessboard were lost: "I won again!"