Chapter 2971 Gods and Demons Trial Ground Suppression (2)

Volume 11 Trial Ground of Gods and Demons Chapter 3006 Suppression (2)

"Ah! Who are you?"

Dai Luocha struggled and screamed, furious, but all the ghost beasts had separated from his body, penetrated by chains, and were held horizontally in the air, screaming miserably.

The pain and panic I have never experienced before, and the powerlessness and embarrassment I have never experienced before!

Dai Luocha couldn't accept it at all. How could he, the majestic master of Wuhun Palace and the master of the Imperial Way of Central Continent, be so vulnerable?

Blood rained from heaven to earth, and blood-stained bones fell one after another. Tens of thousands of strong men from the Spirit Palace knelt in pain in the ruins. Each of them was penetrated by at least three withered bones, and as many as a dozen. Their flesh and blood were blurred, and blood flowed across them. . The ghost beasts they controlled were also eroded. They were either weak or trembling, and were no longer under their control at all.

Their mouths were full of blood, and they looked at the mysterious man in fear. What exactly is going on? How could we be so weak and embarrassed, with no room for resistance? We are an imperial power, the overlords who threaten the underworld and hell! Slaughtering the Netherworld, fighting against the Netherworld, rarely losing. What happened today, is it an illusion?

"Ming Lu! What are you doing?" Dai Luocha suddenly found that Ming Lu was standing there motionless, showing no intention of helping.

Ming Lu slowly retreated, and strong oppression enveloped it. It finally understood why the man in front of it gave him such a strong threat. He actually had the aura of a death knell? He can actually release the chains of the netherworld!

"I want to control Jiuyou Terrace, and I don't want to be disturbed. Everyone... I'm offended..." Qin Ming's overturned hands suddenly pressed down, and the ground shook again, the mountains shook, and all the buried skeletons came to life. Opening the ruins, roaring into the sky. This is the netherworld, and the least rare thing is bones, but if you want to control them all, you need enough command strength.

Billions of bones flew into the air and collided, densely intertwined, and drowned all the strong men in Wuhun Hall, including the weak Dai Luocha.

They struggled fiercely, but they were all weak and embarrassed, and the proud Wraith Beast was no longer under control at all.

The scene was chaotic for a time, and the violent sound spread throughout the mountains and even into the wilderness.

When the bones dispersed, white light lingered, and a giant dragon made of piled bones coiled around the mountains, majestic and majestic!

The bone dragon was at least 80,000 meters tall, twisted in the ruins, and looked hideous and terrifying. Tens of thousands of strong men from the Wuhun Palace were pierced by white bones and hung deep in the bone dragon, wailing in pain. Their ghost soul beasts were boiling all over their bodies, but they could not escape the cage of white bones.

Dai Luocha was controlled inside the bone dragon's skull, entangled with dozens of chains, and pierced by a large number of sharp white bones.

A shocking scene just appeared in the mountains. It was not only creepy, but the identity of this group of people was the most powerful shock.

"When I take control of Jiuyou Terrace, I will let you go." Qin Ming ignored Ming Lu and walked towards Jiuyou Terrace.

"Did I just fall asleep?" Jiuying suddenly poked his head out of Qin Ming's collar and looked at the scene around him in shock. It just closed its eyes for a while to refine all the vulgaris and Huangjing. It was only for a short time, so why did it look like this when it opened its eyes.

"I may have to spend three to five days here, please help me keep an eye on it."

"Nine Nether Terrace! Wuhun Palace!"

Jiuying took a breath, this lunatic actually brought the Wuhun Palace to his knees?

"Fuck!"

"Didn't I tell you... that the Wuhun Palace is the Imperial Way of Central Continent?"

"Have I ever mentioned to you the status and strength of Wuhun Palace?"

Qin Ming ignored Jiuying's shouting and climbed a thousand meters to Jiuyou Terrace. After a brief preparation, a dark pattern spread on his forehead. After a moment, the dark pattern was like a sharp sword piercing the body, deep in the flesh and blood, in the skin. Between them, mysterious and complex patterns spread out and spread along the feet.

"Are you serious?"

Jiu Ying hurriedly broke away from Qin Ming and fled from Jiu Nether Terrace. This thing is no joke. If you are not careful, your soul may be imprisoned and suppressed to Jiu Nether Land.

Qin Ming followed the spread of the dark patterns and silently felt the Jiuyou Terrace.

The picture that appeared in his consciousness was a vast sea of ​​blood, red and sticky, vast and turbulent, and the evil spirit of blood filled the world. There are hundreds of millions of lonely souls perishing there, and countless evil spirits screaming at their injustice. The horrific scene is enough to collapse any stranger who attempts to pry into it, and it can even destroy all souls who try to resist. Even the dark patterns spread by Qin Ming will be swallowed up by the turbulent bloody world.

Qin Ming's face was solemn, and he sat cross-legged on the Jiuyou Terrace. The dark lines on his forehead became more and more powerful. The spreading marks were like thousands of thunders, bombarding the Jiuyou Terrace through his body.

The boundless bloody world of Jiuyou Terrace began to stir, and the underworld patterns fell overwhelmingly, accompanied by the dull sound of bells, hitting the ocean, exploding torrents of blood, and shattering endless souls of injustice. Jiuyou Terrace, which had been silent for endless years, seemed to be awakening from a deep sleep. A strange flowing scene appeared on the dark red mountain, as if the blood of billions of dead souls was flowing, and the permeating aura became stronger and stronger.

The strong men of Wuhun Palace in the depths of Bone Dragon looked at the majestic Jiuyou Platform, and their painful ghost beasts slowly calmed down.

Jiuyoutai...are you awake?

How can it be!

They have controlled Jiuyou Terrace for so many years and have tried countless methods. "Look there!" A disciple pointed at Jiuyou Terrace and exclaimed.

Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the Nine Nether Platform, with ancient dark patterns appearing all over his body, which connected with the entire Nine Nether Platform. Waves of death air bloomed into the sky with a faint murmur, one after another, in the mighty sky, A thick cloud quickly gathered, churning violently, spinning into a whirlpool, covering the majestic Jiuyou Platform.

Jiuyou Platform changed from dark red to blood red, like blood, more like magma, and began to slowly flow and squirm, steaming with strong blood, dyeing the dim world into a strange red. Everyone could clearly smell the smell of blood, which was not only pungent, but also stimulated the blood in their bodies, as if they were about to burst out of their bodies.

"What is he doing?"

"Jiuyoutai is awake?"

They were in disbelief. Wuhundian had controlled Jiuyou Terrace for many years. They had tried various methods, but they had never elicited any response.

Who is this man?

He can control the ghost beast and awaken the Nine Nether Platform?

The Jiuyou Platform was like a giant beast that had awakened from the wild, and the aura that filled the air became more and more terrifying, making all the powerful men in Wuhun Hall feel a sense of fear and depression, and all the ghost beasts were frightened.

Qin Ming suddenly raised his head and let out a roar as dull as a giant thunder. The sound wave was so powerful that it shook the surrounding areas.

The turbulent sound waves raged for millions of miles, but were forcibly recovered in an instant, turning into a giant Hades Bell, standing tall and shaking, shaking the heaven and earth, covering Jiuyou Platform.

The dark clouds in the sky are like the raging tide of the angry sea, surging and raging to a rare degree, gathering into a giant whirlpool, surrounding the giant bell of nothingness, and covering the Nine Nether Terrace. Inside, there are thunderous thunders, shining netherworlds, and various gloomy scenes are reflected.

The steaming blood in Jiuyou Terrace is getting stronger and brighter, reflecting the shadowy thunder in the rolling clouds. The blood color and dark light interweave to create an extremely gloomy picture, even for martial souls who are used to living in the netherworld. Diandu felt a sense of fear emanating from his soul.

Qin Ming's face was solemn, and he used the dark pattern as a chain to completely connect himself with Jiuyou Terrace. Endless chains of dark patterns were tumbling in the vast blood-colored world, setting off huge waves. The entire Jiuyou Platform was shaking, implicating the vast mountains. Whether it was a giant peak or a mountain ridge, they all shook and cracked. Blood began to ooze from the depths of the mountain, spreading from the cracks and intertwining into a terrifying scene.