Chapter 1832: Tenth-Order Divine Body

In the turbulent space, the World Pearl has been suspended for thousands of years.

In the World Pearl, a person was suspended in the void, and the mountains and rivers that were originally melted by the Netherworld Divine Fire in this world had solidified into magma stones.

And he was suspended in the air, and the last ray of the Netherworld Divine Fire was absorbed into his body.

In the void, there was only a fire soul that looked like a nine-headed dog from hell, looking at him complicatedly.

At this time, Luo Yu's body was covered with golden divine patterns, which were radiant, mysterious and beautiful.

The bones and flesh in the body are all integrated with this divine pattern, making them strong and indestructible.

Luo Yu opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. A ball of blue-grey flame appeared in his hand. It was not the Netherworld Divine Fire.

"Netherworld, you lose"

Luo Yu calmly looked at the fire soul of the Netherworld Divine Fire in front of him and said lightly.

"I lost……"

Ed genuine first, issued x-on:…

Fire Soul sighed, and then said respectfully: "Netherworld pays homage to the master!"

"Haha, he who knows the current affairs is a hero."

Luo Yu smiled faintly, a colorful heart beat, and the fire soul flew into the heart of the colorful sky fire and merged with the body of the Netherworld Divine Fire.

Luo Yu straightened up, looked at the small world, punched out, and the golden divine patterns flashed.

Click, click, click…!

I saw huge cracks split open in the world space instantly, and then with a bang, the entire world bead shattered and was destroyed by Luo Yu with a random punch.

Buzz buzz...!

In the turbulent flow of the void, the power of laws emerged one after another, converging into two powers of laws.

One is the law of the sword, and the other is the law of the body!

In Luo Yu's holy soul, the sword origin and the physical origin flew out, and the two powers of law poured into the two origins crazily. At the same time, Luo Yu's holy soul power also continued to pour into the origin.

Two powerful forces of heaven filled the turbulent space.

After a long time, a cyan sword godhead and a golden physical godhead were condensed.

As soon as the physical godhead entered the body, the flesh and blood of Luo Yu's body instantly changed dramatically, and the golden flesh divine patterns merged into the blood and flesh.

Divine body, completed!

Tenth level divine body! Luo Yu's body finally reached the tenth level of divine body!

I saw that the void where he stood was torn apart by the breath of flesh. Now the space in the Three Cang Realm could not bear the power of his flesh.

And this is only physical, what about Fen Yuanli?

After the burning power of the Netherworld Divine Fire poured into Tianhuo's heart, the power of the burning power increased by an unknown number of times. The green-gray color of the burning power occupied most of the color.

"Ten thousand years have passed in the world, and thousands of years have passed in the outside world. There really is no time in cultivation."

Luo Yu's white clothes made a hunting sound, and he looked into the void and murmured.

It took so long to refine the Netherworld Divine Fire, and one of the big reasons was that the fire soul of the Netherworld Divine Fire didn't cooperate.

He clenched his fist. Although he had become a Saint Ancestor, he still didn't know how strong he was.

Now, a fighting spirit arose in his heart, and he wished he could have an enemy right away to fight with him and let him release this fierce and soaring power.

"It's been more than a thousand years, it's time to go back to that place again."

As Luo Yu spoke, he took a step forward and disappeared instantly.

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When he emerged from the turbulent space again, he was already above the Death Valley.

Luo Yu moved his body, turned into a rainbow and flew into the Valley of Death, directly entered the space crack and flew towards the underworld.

When he reappeared, he was still in the whirlpool in the Sea of ​​​​Netherworld. Luo Yu stood above the Sea of ​​​​Netherworld, overlooking the world, and restrained all his breath.

The last time he came, he might have been afraid of the three underworld ancestors, but this time, he didn't have any worries because he was already at the top of the world.

When he was in Youjia, he already knew something about the underworld and knew where the White Bone Continent was located, which was on the other side of the underworld sea.

He entered the turbulent space again and flew towards the Bone Continent.

The White Bone Continent is vast in area. It is much larger than the two continents Taicang and Yucang in the Sancang Realm, where the undead from the outside world gather.

The land was lifeless, and a thick gray mist shrouded the entire land.

These mist contain death energy, and at the same time, there is also a soul energy.

In the mist, you can see figures wandering in the mist from time to time. Most of them are in semi-illusory form and do not have high intelligence.

The undead under the spiritual realm do not have their own consciousness and wisdom. Among these undead, there are some in human form and some in the form of beasts.

The ground is still covered with white bones, and there are skeletons and bone spirits wandering on the ground.

Rumble...!

Suddenly there was a roar on the ground, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping and roaring.

I saw two undead armies fighting towards each other.

This undead army was ridden with white bones, war horses and alien beasts with soul fire burning in their eye sockets. Riding on the bone beasts were ghosts whose souls had condensed into ghost bodies and were above the spiritual realm.

"kill……!"

These two armies of hundreds of thousands of undead charged together, and the ghost energy collided, and the energy swept across the earth.

The ghost clan warriors on the White Bone Continent also have their own territories, tribes, and even countries. In order to compete for territory, this kind of fighting is very common.

This is a corpse dragon, more than a hundred feet long, with gray scales, and a dead aura lingering on its body. There is a soul fire beating in its eye sockets.

Before it died, its soul was a dragon clan warrior who came to the White Bone Continent. It did not enter the reincarnation river to reincarnate, and chose to be a ghost cultivator.

And on his back stood a man. This man had a tall and slender figure, a handsome face, a ghost horn on his forehead, long golden hair fluttering, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

In his hands, he also held two white bone claw-like weapons.

"Roar...!"

The corpse dragon rushed into the enemy army, spewing out a stream of gray dragon flames, burning and killing hundreds of enemy undead warriors, as if entering an empty space.

Among the enemy troops, a burly man in black robe rode a wolf-shaped ghost beast and flew towards the corpse dragon. The man held a white bone war knife and slashed it with a black blade light. The power of this knife had reached the level of cave heaven.

The corpse dragon roared, and the dragon claws tore the blade light, but the claws were also slashed.

"King Jinwu, why did you invade my territory? I haven't offended you, have I?"

The black-robed man rode on the war wolf and roared at the blond man.

The blond man was an undead who came to the underworld more than a thousand years ago. This guy condensed a ghost body as soon as he came, and he was born with martial arts. In a short time, he gathered a group of undead ghosts and founded a country, Jinwu Country, and he called himself King Jinwu!