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Chapter 452: Nether Cage

"Sure enough, even if you get the inheritance, you still can't beat him. After all these years, since you lost to him in Fengxi Kingdom last time, and since you have been suppressed by him until now, should you say that you really deserve to be Qin Tian?

"

Chu Ze smiled mockingly to himself, tightened the hilt of his sword with his left hand, and breathed out a sigh of relief. The fighting spirit in his body dissipated, leaving only a fighting spirit that grew stronger and stronger. If he could understand the inheritance thoroughly, he would definitely have the confidence to surpass Qin Tian!

inevitable!

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't work harder, I'm afraid the gap between you and this person will only become wider and wider. Even Hao Ren is like this...

I don't know where he is now...

Boom!

The mountain peak exploded, and the ghost ghost rushed out.

"I want you to pay."

The black robe on the Netherworld Ghost was in tatters, and the surging bloody aura surged into the sky, tearing apart the surrounding clouds.

The air around the Weeping Blood Sword was violently distorted, and the cold sword light was hesitant. Qin Tian said calmly: "I want you to pay the price. We have been fighting for so long, and you haven't noticed anything wrong at all?"

Netherworld Ghost's expression froze when he heard this, and he looked at Qin Tian's waist and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are indeed the new young master..."

"With your strength, there must be someone more powerful behind you. I didn't want to kill you so quickly, but the person in the bell seems to hate the betrayer very much. If I don't kill you today, I will kill you later."

You are going to suffer."

Qin Tian shook the blade of his sword as he spoke. He used a trick to get the Demon Lord to let him go, but there was indeed a very strict contract between them, and the Demon Lord must have used something between the bells.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted like this to the Netherworld Ghost.

"The Netherworld Cage!"

A cold voice sounded, and the Netherworld Ghost formed seals with his hands at an extremely fast speed. As the hand seals changed, the surrounding heaven and earth energy surged sharply. Invisible ripples radiated in all directions, causing several nearby blood-colored mountain peaks to collapse and create cracks.

Spreading everywhere.

Bang!

In the void, countless black silk threads combined to form a huge netherworld cage. The cage was a cube. Each strand of black energy was as thick as a waist. A very strange brilliance flowed on it. At the same time, the golden artistic conception belonging to the netherworld ghost unfolded.

Among wood, water, fire and earth, metal is an absolutely tough and strong artistic conception. Except for the same golden artistic conception as him, no one can break his prison!

This is the power of Netherworld Ghost, because his powerful golden conception has doubled his strength...

"Isn't this the traitor from the Ninth Hell, Netherworld Ghost? Since he is here too... this scene will be a bit more interesting..."

"I don't know who came from the news of the ghost raids this time. Almost all the powerful people were present. Didn't you see those disciples who went to Hongmeng before?"

"Too."

As soon as the Netherworld Ghost's Netherworld Cage was released, everyone's attention was focused on it. The reason was that the Netherworld Ghost's Cage was really too special. Black mist rose slowly, and the cage was three feet high.

It exudes a very pungent fishy smell.

"This is just one of Netherworld Ghost's special moves, but I think his mental state is a bit bad, otherwise he wouldn't be so sweaty just using this one."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that there is something wrong with the Netherworld Ghost. The most powerful Netherworld Ghost is actually the Netherworld Ghost Prison, but that trick is very evil. Basically, it is an act of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred...

In the beginning, Netherworld Ghost relied on this trick to kill all the demon cultivators who were chasing him. Because of this station, people with lower cultivation levels than him were very afraid of him, and people with higher cultivation levels were also a little afraid of him. Therefore, the Black Demon Island When those people saw the ghost, they immediately thought of what to do. The farther away from the ghost, the better.

"It turns out to be a ghost from the underworld."

Shen Yijue narrowed his eyes and sneered. He had been looking here for a long time, but he didn't think the Netherworld Prison was that powerful. If Qin Tian had enough skills, he could understand the legendary Netherworld Ghost Prison. Make him want to fight.

I have to say that a genius like Shen Yijue is in the same category as Xuanyuan Kuo. If he is not strong enough, he will not attract their attention at all. According to their words, watching those people fight is like watching ants fighting. Can't arouse their interest.

However, Qin Tian's talent is a bit threatening to him, so it wouldn't be that bad if he was killed casually.

He thought so, but Shen Yijue had no intention of carrying it out. He was not as bloodthirsty as Guiying, and he did not lack immortal weapons, so there was no need to provoke Qin Tian.

The only difference between Shen Yijue and Xuanyuan Kuo is that he never fights a battle that he is not sure about. He will not take action rashly before he knows Qin Tian's full strength...

This is also his cleverness.

"I hope you won't disappoint me. It's been a long time since I've seen anyone better than me."

Shen Yijue looked at the direction where Qin Tian and the others were fighting, and struck out with a palm in the air. The strong palm strength contained an indestructible conception, and he blasted away the ghosts on the opposite side with one punch...

Squeaky!

The Netherworld Cage formed as fast as a phantom, and as soon as it took shape, it began to shrink, and the squeezing sound was continuous and extremely harsh.

bite!

The sword light flashed, and deep sword marks appeared on a waist-thick piece of black energy, and black energy flew everywhere.

"So hard!"

Qin Tian was shocked. Although the sword just now was just an ordinary sword, under the infusion of sword intent, even the top spiritual sea realm experts were seriously injured, but a piece of Netherworld condensed with spiritual energy resisted it. How could this make him not shock.

Netherworld Ghost laughed and said: "Give up struggling! If your cultivation level were stronger, you might be able to break through the Netherworld Cage. Unfortunately, you are only in the early stage of the Spiritual Sea Realm. You only have such combat power due to the quality of your spiritual energy. But there is a gap in realms." It’s not that easy to make up for!"

When he said this, his voice became sinister again: "So what if you are that person's inheritance? You are not going to die in my hands. When you die, maybe these nine prisons will be under my control! Hahahaha!"

The level of the realm is not only the quality and quantity of spiritual energy, but also has obvious differences in many details. For example, the output of spiritual energy. If a strong person in the late stage of the spiritual sea realm can output ten units of spiritual energy in an instant, then the spiritual energy A strong person in the middle stage of the sea realm can output up to eight to nine units of spiritual energy. The ghost's cultivation level has already reached the peak of the late stage of the spiritual sea realm. With all his strength, the spiritual energy is outputted with maximum efficiency, creating a huge netherworld cage. Normally, The powerful people in the middle or even late stages of the spiritual sea realm are locked inside and cannot come out for an hour or two unless the ghosts of the underworld stop transmitting spiritual energy.

"not necessarily!"

boom!

A cage is covered with cracks and is about to collapse.

"What!"

The Netherworld Ghost almost bit the tip of his tongue. He formed seals with his hands faster. The strong spiritual energy passed through the handprints and blessed the Netherworld Cage in a mysterious way.


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