Chapter 2392 Ancient and Modern Rebellion Huangquan! Underworld!

Volume Eight: Ancient and Modern Rebellion Chapter 2409 Underworld! Underworld!

Qin Ming keeps opening up some special places, 'contributing' some powerful and rare spiritual treasures, stimulating the strong ones who are exploring inside, and using them to inspire those outside forces who are still hesitating. Of course, what really needs to be encouraged are the undead survivors scattered throughout the ancient sea.

Although these extinct ghosts are very rare in the eyes of the world, in fact, quite a few of them live in the depths of the most yin and evil seabed, and they don't often show up. This is a power with considerable potential. If it can be used, it will not only enrich the Netherworld, but also strengthen the power around Qin Ming. Qin Ming is also looking forward to attracting a few high-level Tianwu realms, so that they can become the peak of Tianwu through careful training, and even hope to hit Huangwu.

"Find Qin Ming! Any clue can come to claim the treasure!" The five-clawed golden dragon waited outside for ten days, but not only did not find Qin Ming, there was no news of Qin Ming, as if there was no Qin Ming at all. . But this time the five-clawed golden dragon has determined that Qin Ming is inside, the more he can't find it, the more likely he is hiding in the deepest place, maybe he has already got the help of the Nether undead, after all... he may have an abyss bone dragon with him Those Huangwu!

Many people in the nether world are excited and have been looking for them, but they really haven't found any clues. Apart from ghost mountains and rivers of blood, there are also endless scary ghosts. There is no Qin Ming. Even if there is, it may be hidden in a certain place. place. Some people want to forge a few clues and escape after receiving the treasure, but think about the power of the five-clawed golden dragon, this delusion is just thinking, no one dares to do it.

The five-clawed golden dragon was getting impatient, and the Royal Alliance was also waiting impatiently, so they sent a strong Tianwu warrior over to find out the situation. However, the tense atmosphere of the Royal Alliance in the Sea of ​​Elves has gradually faded away. They can basically judge that the appearance of the Nether Land has impacted the void. After all, the distance between the two is three thousand miles. Not too far away, a little fluctuation is normal.

"Find Qin Ming for me!" The five-clawed golden dragon transferred more than 30 Tianwu holy warriors from the Royal Alliance. It doesn't believe those loose cultivators anymore, and its own talents are worthy of trust.

With one order, more than 30 strong men from various royal families rushed into the Netherland. They were all proficient in hunting secrets, and they were all assigned a piece of dragon scale tempered by the five-clawed golden dragon himself. Part of the power of thought. It can't get in by itself, but it can feel the Netherland through these dragon scales, looking for traces of Qin Ming.

It's just that this is not a Nether ruin at all, but Qin Ming's Nether, no matter how hard they try, they will not be able to avoid being manipulated. Even though they have powerful secret techniques, they have to follow Qin Ming's command to do whatever they want and wherever they want to go.

When there were only five days left before the appointed time, the twelfth batch of undead team arrived in Netherland, with as many as eighteen species. Among them are Qianmu, Yinmei, and Rakshasa, three undead creatures that even the old Shura was surprised by. It is hard to imagine that after the collapse of the Nether, these undead who rely heavily on the power of the Nether can still survive until now, although they are no longer Pure, but their arrival can stimulate the power of the underworld to give birth to real 'thousand eyes', 'rakshasas' and 'yin charms'.

There are as many as eighteen species, tens of thousands, which makes Qin Ming and old Shura very satisfied. Although they may attract more if they continue to stay, they don't have enough time. When there were only two days left before the appointed time in the Great Chaos Realm, and when Qin Ming was preparing to guide all the strong men who came to explore to leave the Nether Realm, a special breath caught the attention of old Shura.

It was a girl riding a thunder leopard and came to the Netherland. She was thin, very pale, and looked sickly and frail. She was accompanied by a handsome man who had been carefully guarding her, keeping an eye out for explorers and some eerie ghosts that appeared nearby.

"Is she also an undead?" Qin Ming's consciousness appeared beside the old Shura. For so many days, the old Shura had received a large number of undead, but it was the first time that the old Shura stood up from the throne of bones.

"She has the blood of the undead."

"Which one?" The current Netherworld has bred many unique ghost races, some of which are very rare and even unimaginable before Qin Ming, but this girl looks like a human being.

Old Shura felt it carefully for a while: "The first generation of Nether is very huge, about one-fifth of the real world. There are tens of thousands of ghost races born in it, and the total number once exceeded tens of billions. It is the same as the real world, and it is also the same. In the same way, there is a chaotic battle for hegemony. Among them, the ghost clan that was born at the top has always been born, but there are also some powerful ghost clans that rose in the later period that can compete with it. One of them was born after the Taiyin Holy Emperor fell asleep. A ghost born in the underworld. The Netherworld people regard her as the incarnation of the Taiyin Holy Emperor, and also as a child, named Honglian."

"She has the blood of the red lotus?" Qin Ming knew little about the first generation of Nether, but the old Shura carried all kinds of memories of Nether Hell.

"Very little!" When old Shura felt that breath, a part of his memory was automatically awakened in his memory, which was Huangquan Honglian! She doesn't have the power to control the Netherworld like the Taiyin Sacred Emperor, but she has a heaven-defying ability, the yellow spring will never dry up, and the red lotus will never die! The underworld never fades, and the red lotus prospers forever! She can almost be said to be the Lord of the Underworld! Moreover, she has an unimaginable ability to restrain the innate ghost veins of some ghost undead races and even the innate bloodlines of human races!

Honglian can be said to be the most special existence in the "post-nether period". With the power of the underworld, she has fought against the Lord of Purgatory. In the Netherworld, a large number of human kings and holy veins were massacred in the real world, which caused the human race to crusade against her. It can be said that the extinction of many powerful bloodlines in the human race has a certain relationship with Honglian, the destruction of the Nether Hell also has a certain relationship with her, and the "Second Yellow Spring" that was born in the real world has something to do with her.

"An Ran, do you really want to be buried here?" The handsome man endured his grief, and gently hugged the girl who got off the leopard.

The girl shook her head slowly, her frail body needed to rely on the man beside her to stand firm, her dim eyes looked at the dark world in the distance. She didn't know why, but when she heard the news of the Nether Land's reappearance, a particularly strong idea appeared in her heart inexplicably, that she wanted to come here to take a look.

Leibao guards the little master, and is alert to the lonely souls wandering in the nearby mountains, as well as the powerful warriors who occasionally pass by here. It was full of thunderstorms, it looked mighty and mighty, but its heart was trembling slightly. The gloomy atmosphere here made it a little unbearable. From the bones to the internal organs, it seemed to be frozen at any time. There was always something in the darkness. Staring at it, creepy.

"What do you want here? Or do you want to turn into a ghost?" The man looked at the gloomy world with grief in his heart and bursts of despair. If she was going to die here, he would sleep with her and transform into a ghost together. May there be no separation between life and death in this nether world.

"I don't know..." The girl shook her head blankly. Her family is very special. Each generation has awakened spiritual power since the age of eight, can practice martial arts, has a recovery ability that is different from ordinary people, and has super potential. Some people even entered the holy martial arts realm at the age of eighteen. , But... No one has ever lived to be twenty-eight years old, like a blooming flower, which has exhausted all its nourishment in these short twenty years, and decayed and withered at the age of twenty-eight.

This condition is considered by the world to be cursed.

She was ready, it was fate, she admitted it. However, she is only eighteen this year! This was her most splendid age, but she endured the pain and weakness that twenty-eight years old should have in advance.

She was about to die, and she could feel her body decaying a little bit, she was even ready to be buried in a coffin, but... she didn't know why, and the family saw her off in grief and numbness At that time, she was actually interested in this nether place before she died.

"Shall I walk with you?" The man caressed her with bitterness in his heart. When he fell in love with her, he knew the curse she had endured, but he had no regrets. When he fell in love with her, he also promised to accompany her to see all the scenery in the world before she was twenty-eight years old. Unexpectedly, the first time they walked out of the island was to see the fire in the sky in this gloomy and cold nether place, where the beginning... and the end...