Chapter 2970 Gods and Demons Trial Ground Suppression (1)

Volume 11 Trial Ground of Gods and Demons Chapter 3005 Suppression (1)

"That's easy. Are you interested in following me?" Qin Ming invited with a smile. This ghost is really good. If you help it with your own hands, it may become even stronger.

"Human! Just by what you said, you might die!" Minglu has a vicious temperament and cannot tolerate any provocation. At any other time, it might have really eaten this human being, but today it started from him. I felt an indescribable pressure on my body, and I couldn't even feel the strong feeling of challenge.

It's like... he's kind inexplicably...

"Then I want this Jiuyou Terrace, so you won't stop me."

"No one can move the Nine Nether Platform! It belongs here and will guard here forever, waiting for the return of the Netherworld Gate!"

"Let me try?"

Dai Luocha fell from the sky and stepped heavily on the Black Mountain, shaking the mountain. He looked at the man in front of him coldly: "Who is he?"

Ming Lu slowly shook his head without saying anything, but his empty eyes kept falling on the man in front of him. He wanted to explore, but he saw a void, and there seemed to be a wonderful energy hidden in the depths of the void.

"This is the territory of Wuhun Palace. Who are you?" Dai Luocha looked at the man in front of him. There are tens of thousands of powerful Wuhun Palace guards here. How did he get in? At this time, he suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing, and his whole body tightened involuntarily, and he was ready. This unprecedented feeling made him strange at first, but he soon understood why he was nervous. It turned out to be the fighting spirit in his body. !

"It doesn't matter who I am. Jiuyou Terrace is not a place for living people to sit. I want to take it away."

Dai Luocha frowned slightly: "Who sent you here?"

"I don't belong to any force. No one sent me here. I just... want to take Jiuyou Terrace away."

"I don't know why, but this is the territory of Wuhun Palace, and I am the master of Jiuyou Terrace!" Dai Luocha warned the man in front of him, forcibly mobilizing the throbbing soul weapon in his body.

"The Jiuyou Platform is a sacred weapon of the Netherworld. Aren't you afraid of incurring punishment from the Netherworld by saying this?" Qin Ming smiled lightly.

"Do I seem to be kidding you?" Dai Luocha's whole body exploded with air waves in an instant, shattering the Black Mountain. The mountain crawled into ferocious cracks, gravel splashed everywhere, and a terrifying death energy surged into the sky along with the overwhelming soul power. Transforming into the outline of a violent giant ape, Dai Luocha's body quickly tensed up, with blue streaks all over his body. He looked evil and ferocious, his eyes turned blood-colored, and human emotions faded away, leaving only destruction and death.

The essence of Wuhun Palace's martial arts lies in condensing war souls. It used to be about searching for those buried ancient human souls or the souls of powerful spirit demons. Since Wuhun Palace shifted their focus to the Netherworld, they began to try to refine the ghost clan's killers. Soul, they almost ruined Wuhun Palace at the beginning, but later they really found the key to 'the blending of life and death', and began to smelt killing souls ten thousand years ago, which also paved the way for their rise.

The mountains shook, and the strong men of the Wuhun Palace who were meditating everywhere woke up, soared into the sky, and gathered from all directions. When they saw Qin Ming, they were all surprised. Why did a living person appear here?

"Back off! I'll take care of him myself!" Dai Luocha's body was wrapped in death energy, and his eyes revealed two rays of blood, locking on Qin Ming in front of him.

"Disperse!" The elders and disciples of Wuhun Palace all dispersed, but they did not retreat directly. They dispersed into the mountains, and they all let out sharp screams and boiled with strong soul power, communicating with the resentful killing souls in their bodies. It turned into silhouettes in the turbulent weather. It was as if thousands of ghosts were crying and howling, the sound moved the mountains, and the death energy from the distance surged in, covering the clouds and sky, making the darkness endless.

Qin Ming looked at Dai Luocha's murderous soul, then looked around at the surrounding mountains, his eyes scanning the terrifying-looking souls one by one. "Dead souls can actually enter the human body. Are your souls still there? I don't think this is a good fusion. Look at yourselves, you look like zombies!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Dai Luocha suddenly violently roared, his roar was sharp and harsh, and his muscles were as stiff as iron. He set off a death frenzy and killed Qin Ming brazenly. He has an indestructible body, feels no pain and has no emotions. In this netherworld, the endless flow of death energy allows him to continue fighting without end.

However……

Qin Ming remained unmoved. At the moment when the surging breath rushed over like an angry wave, a deafening sound rang out all over his body. The sound was like a bell, shaking the world. The invisible sound wave swept nearly a hundred miles in an instant, impacting All dead souls. Dai Luocha, who was approaching, bore the brunt of the attack. The violent murderous soul in his body was torn out by the surging sound, almost leaving Dai Luocha's body. His outline was severely distorted and hideous and painful.

Dai Luocha's whole body was shaking wildly. Although there was no emotion or pain, he suddenly felt the severe pain that he had not seen for a long time, as if his body and soul were to be torn to pieces alive, and his consciousness became blurred.

The same scene happened among the mountains. All the elders and disciples of the Wuhun Hall hugged their heads and roared. Their bodies were filled with death energy, and most of the proud killing souls and wronged souls in their bodies had escaped, as if they were being roasted and calcined. Generally twisted.

Qin Ming raised his fist and hit Dai Luocha's forehead hard. A brand of netherworld, like a hissing poisonous snake, penetrated densely and entangled the murderous soul inside.

Dai Luocha rolled on his back and rolled down from the top of the mountain. He forced himself to wake up and screamed at Qin Ming: "If you dare to offend Wuhun Palace, you don't want to be a human being again!"

The death energy boiled again, roaring into the sky, with loud noises and riots, as if more than a dozen netherworld volcanoes were erupting one after another. The sound was so huge that more than a dozen soul-killing phantoms were formed behind him.

There are human beings, raptor outlines, and even the shadows of giant beasts, some tens of meters tall, or hundreds of meters huge. They are all wrapped in death energy, stepping on the thunder under their feet, making ear-piercing screams, as if they are about to tear apart. Split soul.

Dai Luocha stepped on the mountain, controlled a dozen powerful ghost beasts, and launched a fierce attack on Qin Ming.

"Crash!"

Qin Ming's body was covered with thousands of chains, running wildly across the world, dancing fiercely, and blasting at the killing souls one after another.

In this netherworld, between these ghost mountains, all ghost beasts are very terrifying. They can suppress all living things and invade all kinds of martial arts. Just the harsh roar can make people confused and sting their souls. . However, what they faced was not a stranger, not an ordinary warrior, but Qin Ming, who controlled the new world and claimed the throne as Netherworld.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The chains were as fast as thunder and as powerful as a frenzy, piercing through the bodies of those underworld beasts and souls one after another, exploding into the sky with death energy, breaking open the terrifying underworld fire, crushing them all, and hundreds of chains continued to bombard them. The flesh and blood body of Dai Luocha shook the soul in his body.

"Roar!"

"ah!"

The ghosts screamed and the living screamed.

Dai Luocha flew out again with his body and soul, this time it was more painful and embarrassing.

"Palace Master!" The expressions of the ten thousand strong men in the Wuhun Palace suddenly changed, and they could hardly believe their eyes. How could their Palace Master, who had terrorized the heroes all his life, be defeated so easily?

Qin Ming shrugged his shoulders, raised his body slightly, roared, and punched the mountain at his feet.

The mountain exploded in an instant, with gravel splashing everywhere. The shock wave, mixed with the mighty power of the underworld, penetrated directly into the ground, swept dozens of miles, and shook the foundations of the mountains everywhere. In the loud rumbling sound, a large number of dead bones buried deep in the ground were fired like thousands of arrows, shattering the mountains and shooting into the sky, all piercing the bodies of the disciples of Wuhun Hall.

The critical strike of white bones is like a white wave of rage!

Penetrating through the heroes, like a river of blood flowing into the sky!