Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters end of the twilight
How terrible is the Evil-Zhuan Pen?
From the fact that King Zhou Hun of Biancheng was wiped out with just one blow, it can be seen that perhaps only its owner can unleash the true power of such a supreme killing weapon.
Chujiang King Jikang and the other three remaining Yama Kings had earth-colored faces, were depressed and frightened. From the power of the Zhu Xie Pen, it was already certain that the opponent must be the third Netherworld Emperor.
And if there is no guessing, the other party should be a ray of thought, which is stored in the little guy in the human world.
But even so, it was enough to make them frightened and desperate.
Who is the third Nether Emperor?
Back then, he fought alone against gods and Buddhas all over the sky, slaying countless immortals and Buddhas under the sea of suffering. He was a supreme powerhouse that made people change their minds in the three realms!
For such a great man, whose skills are as high as the sky, and who roars proudly in ancient and modern times, even just a thought is enough to kill them in the palm of his hand while talking and laughing.
Cai Shentu, the king of Mount Tai, and Zhou Hun, the king of Biancheng, who died suddenly before their eyes were living examples!
Compared to this, Emperor Huang Quan was inexplicably excited and radiant, as if he had seen the entire Nether World return to the unified order under the control of the third Nether Emperor.
"Zhu Xie, Netherworld...could all of this be caused by the four words 'a group of dragons without a leader'?"
Chen Xi lowered his head and murmured to himself, his voice low and desolate. In this silent atmosphere, there was a unique sense of sadness and sadness.
"Unfortunately, all this is not what I wanted."
"The so-called order should be transformed into the invisible, running around the world, sacred and insurmountable, and immortals and Buddhas cannot touch it. In this way, black and white can be used as a guide, good and evil will have an end, pure and turbid will be clear, all things will be orderly, and all spirits will be able to
Belong…”
Everyone was stunned, hearing that old voice sighing, but they were a little at a loss.
Naturally, they don't understand that this is the goal that the third Netherworld Emperor pursues throughout his life, to bring order to the world of reincarnation, and to bring all the spirits of the world back into an orderly order!
Unfortunately, it was precisely because this goal was too ambitious that it violated the bottom line of the gods and Buddhas, and ultimately suffered disaster.
Although they don't understand, King Jikang of Chujiang and others know that if they don't take any action, they will be destined to hate this place today.
But this is what makes them powerless and entangled.
Cai Shentu, the King of Mount Tai, tried to escape, but was suppressed and killed by the "Wanliu Imprisonment Formation".
Zhou Hun, the king of Biancheng, knelt down and begged for mercy, but he still could not escape the fate of being killed by Zhu Xie Bi Cai.
Therefore, there was no option of escaping or begging for mercy. There was only one way left in front of them, which was to give it a try and fight to the death.
But……
The other party is the third Netherworld Emperor! If we fight hard, wouldn't it be no different from a cricket trying to shake a tree and seeking death?
At this moment, the mood of Chujiang Wang Jikang and others was basically the same as Chen Xi's before. They all felt that the other party was unable to shake them, and they all had a sense of powerlessness.
The only difference is that Chen Xi has the small cauldron to protect him, and has no intention of becoming desperate or discouraged.
However, King Jikang of Chujiang and others did not have such luck.
Therefore, they knew this and had no choice but to act in this way.
There was no greeting or discussion, almost a tacit understanding. King Jikang of Chujiang, King Du Ying of Qin Guang, and Emperor Zhao Hengyun of the Song Dynasty attacked brazenly at the same moment, with full tacit understanding.
Rumble!
The three powerful Daluo Golden Immortals went out and fought for their lives with all their strength. In just a moment, the entire cliff flat was enveloped by the intense and boiling Golden Immortal Law, like a vast ocean, like an abyss, vast and blazing, enough to shake the world!
In this regard, Chen Xi's figure remained motionless, as if he were entrenched on a rock, as if he were on the other side. No matter how overwhelming the attacks were, they were unable to contaminate him at all, let alone injure him.
It's like jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements.
However, King Jikang of Chujiang and others seemed to have guessed this scene. They just gritted their teeth and attacked forcefully, pointing to the sky and stepping on the ground, as powerful as the scorching sun in the sky, trying to tear apart this "Ten Thousand Currents Prisoner God Formation" and break away a glimmer of hope.
Only in this way can they have a chance to survive.
"Qishanhe?"
Regarding all this, Chen Xi seemed to ignore it, but turned his head and cast a pair of deep and vicissitudes of eyes on Emperor Huangquan beside him.
"It's the disciple."
Emperor Huangquan handed over his hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his thin and calm face, which was soon replaced by a look of piety and fanaticism.
I don't know how many years ago, at that time, Qi Shanhe was still a disciple of Huangquan Palace. He was young and vigorous, arrogant and arrogant. He was also regarded as an extremely talented person of the younger generation. It was because of this that he was fortunate enough to follow his master to meet him.
Meet the third Netherworld Emperor.
Of course, it was just one side. At that time, not to mention him, even his master was no different from an ordinary person in the eyes of Emperor Netherworld, so naturally he would not pay much attention to Qi Shanhe.
But Qi Shanhe never expected that after such a long time, the third Netherworld Emperor would still remember the name of this little guy!
How can this not surprise him?
If someone from the outside knew what Qi Shanhe was thinking, his jaw would be dropped. If Emperor Huang Quan is a nobody, then who are they?
Of course, this kind of comparison is easy to accept when it comes to the third Netherworld Emperor.
Because compared to him, whether the current Emperor Huangquan, the Master of Meng Po Palace, the Lord of Fusei City, the Chief of the Six Daosi Division, or the Yama of the Tenth Palace, they are all juniors, and it is natural for them to call themselves little people.
"These two treasures are temporarily in your charge."
Chen Xi opened his mouth and handed the Zhuxie Pen and Netherworld Record to Emperor Huangquan.
Emperor Huang Quan only felt his head buzzing, and he was almost stunned. He couldn't believe it, and he was a little at a loss for a moment. Seeing this appearance on an old antique who had lived for an unknown number of years, we can see how much shock he suffered.
"This child will eventually go to the immortal world, where these two treasures cannot be tolerated." Chen Xi sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness.
Although the words came from Chen Xi's mouth, Emperor Huangquan knew that the other party was now the third Netherworld Emperor, so "this son" must also be referring to Chen Xi.
"You... can let him stay in the Netherworld." Emperor Huangquan took a deep breath and whispered.
"Me?" A complex look appeared on Chen Xi's lips, "No one can interfere with his path. If he forces himself to stay, Shen Yanshan will not agree."
Emperor Huang Quan was shocked, Shenyan Mountain! That is one of the most mysterious traditions in the three realms!
He clearly remembered that back then, the third Netherworld Emperor had a ten-day discussion with Fuxi, the Lord of Shenyan Mountain. Although the outcome was not announced to the public, it became a good talk that spread throughout the three realms.
But he didn't expect that this little guy from the human world would have an inseparable relationship with Shenyan Mountain. For a moment, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to help Chen Xi keep these two treasures." Emperor Huangquan said solemnly after taking another deep breath.
What Emperor Netherworld just said was "temporarily in charge", and he could naturally understand what it meant.
In comparison, Chen Xi is the true successor of Emperor Netherworld. No matter how arrogant he is about Emperor Netherworld, he knows very well that he cannot replace him.
Chen Xi nodded, didn't say anything more, and looked up to one side.
There, King Jikang of Chujiang and others looked like crazy demons and were still blasting away at the "Ten Thousand Currents Imprisoning God Formation" with all their strength. Unfortunately, even now, they are unable to break through even a single crack.
Seeing this, Emperor Huang Quan couldn't help but have a look of pity in his eyes. He was so arrogant and arrogant before, but now he is as panicked as a bereaved dog. Poor, really pitiful!
Buzz!
At this moment, Chen Xi reached out his hand and gently moved it in the air. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace of fireworks.
But with this understatement, a strong color of dusk spread out, like the end of time, like the end of the universe, with a tragic, helpless and helpless atmosphere.
The end of Taoism—Twilight of the Gods!
Dusk is the end, the end.
After dusk, there is eternal silence and eternal darkness, ushering in a new era for the next dawn.
Emperor Huangquan's eyes suddenly expanded, showing an extremely shocked look. He seemed to have never expected that in his lifetime, he would be able to witness such legendary and taboo secrets with his own eyes!
At that time, it was precisely because the meaning of the end was the core secret of the law of reincarnation that the gods in the sky aroused the murderous intention to kill the third Nether Emperor at all costs.
Since then, the mystery of the end has become a taboo throughout the three realms, and no one can see it again!
On the other side, King Jikang of the Chu River, King Du Ying of Qin Guang, and Emperor Zhao Hengyun of the Song Dynasty also froze and stopped their movements, like clay sculptures, completely sluggish.
dusk!
The end!
After so many years, it has reappeared in the world again!
But the next moment, they couldn't care less about the shock, because this blow that contained the intention of ending the Dao was aimed at them...
"No--!"
Crazy and unwilling roars rang out. Chujiang King Ji Kang and the other three were like crazy demons, their bodies burning with the flames of law, and they rushed to kill desperately, but all this was in vain in the face of the final dusk.
In the next moment, the three bodies were covered with a touch of dusk. Immediately, the bodies of these three Da Luo Jinxian disappeared little by little without any sound!
It was like the day was swallowed up bit by bit by the eternal night. From beginning to end, no sound was made, and no bloody scenes occurred. But because of this, it became even more frightening and frightening.
Until all this ended, Emperor Huangquan could not wake up from the shock.
Naturally, he didn't realize that Chen Xi beside him had lost his supreme aura of controlling everything and looking down upon everything, and had returned to his previous calm appearance.
At this moment, Chen Xi's mind fell into a strange state of perception, and he could clearly feel that a wisp of flame was burning in his sea of consciousness, as transparent as amber, showing the color of dusk.
Chen Xi knew that it was the will of the end, and it was the last gift left to him before the third Nether Emperor's ray of thought was completely eliminated.