Chapter 2990 Gods and Demons Trial Ground Cerberus Awakens

Volume 11 Trial Ground of Gods and Demons Chapter 3025 Cerberus Awakens

A ferocious crack tore open the canyon, bottomless and as black as an abyss. After a while, a dim light flickered below, and a roar echoed. A large beast crashed into the ground and rushed out of the crack. It was covered in tatters, and there were stones hanging on the bones, as if they had grown together, but its face was ferocious, ugly and evil. Immediately afterwards, the canyon shook violently, strong light burst out from the cracks, and the death energy boiled. One after another, the beasts rushed out violently and ferociously, shaking their heads violently, roaring into the sky, and their mouths full of sharp teeth.

Not far ahead, a huge mountain collapsed. A large number of boulders rolled down, and the air waves rolled, revealing a terrifying giant pit that seemed bottomless and dark like a death trap.

A large number of ferocious beasts crawled out of it. They were also covered in tatters and their bones were hanging with skin and flesh. They were exactly the same as those in the canyon, except that their bodies varied in size.

A meandering blood river dried up quickly, and the blood went deep into the ground along the cracks. With a loud roar, the river burst, and a hundred-meter-long evil beast rushed out. It had three heads, shaking violently and roaring at each other. A fierce murderous aura filled the wilderness.

From canyons to mountains, from rivers to deep valleys, a large number of cracks spread, and giant beasts rushed out one after another, ranging from hundreds to thousands, from tens of thousands to more than 100,000, all over thousands of miles of mountains.

They were ferocious and ugly, but they quickly revived. Their eyes turned blood red and regained their brightness. Their bodies burned with Hellfire, merging with the bones and flesh. The stones hanging on their bodies were burned by Hellfire into magma and dripped down. They are all sleeping three-headed hell dogs, ranging from a few meters to tens of meters to a hundred meters, and even three to five hundred meters. Their sizes are different in strength, but they have become particularly violent because they have been sleeping for too long. And because of the call from the direction of the Misty Valley, it roared in response.

The Qianli Mountains, which had been silent for endless years, quickly became lively and restored to 'vigorous vitality', but this vitality was full of irritability and wildness, as well as a vengeful rage.

Jiuying looked at the mountains, and there were masses of dark fires burning, like stars dotting the deep sky, all over the mountains. "There are so many three-headed hell dogs buried here?"

"Hellhound, there is only destruction, no death." The three-headed hellhound walked on the flames to the 10,000-meter-high mountain in front, looking at the resurrected beasts in the mountains. It once controlled tens of millions of three-headed hell dogs, but was almost completely wiped out in the God-killing battlefield. Only 300,000 beasts were ordered to sleep by it, and they were buried ten thousand meters underground. It once imagined that he would wake up soon, and these hellhounds would follow him again to fight in the Netherworld. Unexpectedly, he would never get up after falling, and he had to wait for fifty thousand years.

Jiuying's eyes shone brightly. He made no loss this time and actually made 300,000 hellhounds. Although it will definitely take some time to regain strength, the momentum is scary enough.

"Ah!" The banshee's whole body was boiling with intense holy light and cold waves, attacking her flesh and bones, and her beautiful expression became ferocious and terrifying.

Qin Ming pulled the sacred patterns in her body with a solemn expression, stimulating the ancient characters inside, and peeled them out one after another.

The banshee's whole body tensed up, the cold wave of the holy pattern seemed to burn her alive, and her screams were horrifying.

"Keep it up!" Qin Ming continued to condense golden patterns and penetrate them into the body of the banshee. There are a lot of seals in her body, and a few of the main ones still retain an almost immortal martial power. A slight touch will boil out terrifying fluctuations, as if billions of steel needles are piercing through, destroying the banshee's body. Body.

"I can! I can!" The banshee was in pain, but her deep-seated hatred made her grit her teeth and persist. As long as she could get out of trouble and get revenge, she could endure any pain.

"The first of the five immortal patterns!" Qin Ming suddenly raised a claw, pierced the banshee's flesh and blood, rushed into the body, grabbed a sun-like pattern, and blended it in with the law of light. Undo it from the inside.

The banshee's body was stiff, shaking violently, her eyes were wide open, red blood seeped out from the corners of her eyes, and her throat was rolling with a low and weird neigh, as if she was about to be burned alive and purified into ashes, but she still persisted tenaciously. In her consciousness and in her eyes, the tragedy of the God-killing Battle flickered one after another, echoing the humiliation that the princes of the Four Spirit Barbarians had inflicted on her over the past 50,000 years.

Scene after scene, like lightning, flashed through the consciousness, humiliation, and embarrassment, which seemed to be a hundred times and a thousand times more severe than the physical pain at the moment.

"She seems to have suffered a lot." Jiuying shook his head. The barbarians originally appeared because of the crossbreeding of various races, so they are very eager and open to that aspect in their hearts. This is also the main reason why the number of barbarians in the southern wilderness remains high. , and new species are still evolving to this day. The successive princes of the Four Spirit Barbarians took turns guarding here for five years. Those who had not touched their mother for five years could not bear it. Jiuying could almost imagine the humiliation the banshee suffered here.

An hour later, Qin Ming grasped the last moment of the immortal pattern and pulled it out from the body of the banshee. The bright light surged into the sky, and the sacred breath stirred up the wilderness. Qin Ming's right hand was bright and bloody, and the bones were broken.

The banshee drooped her head as if she was in collapse, her long hair was messy, and blood was oozing from her seven orifices. Qin Ming had punched five bloody holes in her body, and blood was flowing everywhere.

Qin Ming gasped violently and repaired his broken right hand. "That's it! You're free!"

"Crash..."

The banshee waited for a long time, then raised her head, shattered the chains, and stepped onto the Netherworld Bridge again. A bit of light bloomed in the long tail, quickly sweeping across the stone bridge and stirring up both ends.

The Netherworld Bridge was silent for a while, like an awakened ancestral dragon, rumbling and vibrating, the suppressed death energy boiling and rioting like a tsunami, roaring into the Misty Valley, the shaking giant shaking violently, ferocious cracks spreading along with the gravel, endless The ghosts are scattered and tumbling with the riot of death, just like thousands of ghosts walking at night, running rampant in the world.

The banshee spread her hands, raised her head slightly, greedily feeling the power of the Netherworld Bridge, and the wounds all over her body began to heal quickly.

"Recover as soon as possible." Qin Ming summoned the Nine Nether Platform, walked towards the Netherworld Gate, and began to set up the Void Maze Formation.

The Nine Nether Terrace expanded rapidly, crowding into the huge Misty Valley, and blood lines emerged, like a rushing blood river, or like a blood dragon surrounding it, boiling with endless blood energy, continuously hitting the sky and clouds, and shaking the mountains.

The smell of blood stimulated the hellhounds in the mountains. They crossed the mountains in dense numbers and rushed toward the Misty Valley. The sounds of intensive breathing and rapid running were terrifying.

The Cerberus Commander and the Banshee took control of the Nether Bridge to connect the Nine Nether Platforms and began to quickly regain their strength. They had been suppressed for 50,000 years, and their souls and bodies had been fatally damaged. It was impossible to fully recover, but the Nine Nether Platform could at least give them more strength and allow them to join forces to take over the Netherworld Gate.

"Have you figured out what you are doing?" Jiuying came to the Netherworld Gate and shouted to Qin Ming who disappeared into the darkness.

"Why do you care so much? Just do it." Qin Ming's voice came from the Netherworld Gate, ethereal and echoing.

"I appreciate your willingness to live and die more and more!" Jiuying looked back at the banshee and the three-headed hell dog on the Nine Nether Platform. They were freed, but it indicated that the Nether Hell would fall into new turmoil. The initial chaos of this turmoil will be borne by him and Qin Ming.

"What are you afraid of? I have reincarnation flowers here. If you die, you will be reincarnated. If you are alive, we will cause trouble!"

"First give me a flower of life and death."

A flower of life and death immediately floated out of the Netherworld Gate.

Jiuying bit it and was stunned for a moment. "I just said casually, you are really ready to die."

"I can't die, but you don't necessarily."

"Where does this confidence come from?" Jiu Ying cheered up and risked his life. Let's make a fuss and make a big fuss.

"You have devoured four Huangwu and dozens of Tianwu in the past few days. Take the time to refine. There will be a fierce battle next." Qin Ming's voice floated out from the Netherworld Gate.