Chapter 1115: The Nine Cauldrons of Dingtian, the Birth and Death of One Element

In the peaceful endless underworld, many giants and powerful men of the Xuanming clan have been buried. And these buried giants and powerful men will all crawl out of the underworld where countless descendants are buried at an uncertain time.

Therefore, the Endless Netherland has always been the foundation of the Xuanming clan.

Some people have even said that as long as the Endless Netherland exists, even if the Xuanming clan is wiped out, it will still exist.

In the eyes of the Xuanming clan, the Endless Netherland is extremely sacred to them, and can even be said to be an extremely revered place.

But now, the human army has begun to break the peace.

"Ancestors, it is the incompetence of the younger generation that has disturbed you!" A strong man from the ancient Hades Palace flew out of his spaceship, knelt on the edge of the endless underworld, and cried loudly.

However, just when he was in great grief, a three-foot-long bone spear instantly pierced his body.

The moment the bone spear passed through the body of the strong man from the Xuanming clan, the body of the strong man from the Xuanming clan dissipated silently in the void.

If before, the strong man of the Xuanming clan was like a balloon, then a gentle stab of the bone spear actually popped the balloon.

On the spaceship, many people's eyes flashed with horror.

"Go quickly, it's dangerous!" The powerful Xuanming clan in the universe realm shouted. Although they didn't know what happened, the situation just now made them feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

The instinct of survival made them deeply feel that if they stayed here, they and others might be buried here at some point.

And their best choice is to leave and leave here quickly.

Only by leaving here will they be safe. But just when they urged the spacecraft to fly millions of miles away, they suddenly discovered that in front of them, there were five huge bone peaks towering into the clouds, heading towards their spaceship.

How could such a tall mountain move? At the moment when the mountain arrived, they even felt that their bodies were unable to move.

What exactly is going on?

Almost everyone has such an idea in their mind. And just when they were frightened and wanted to search for a way through their spiritual consciousness, they suddenly discovered that their spiritual consciousness could not leave their bodies.

It was as if the omnipotent divine consciousness in the past had been suppressed by something.

"You...die!" A cold consciousness filled the hearts of these strong men. As this consciousness came in, these strong men suddenly felt that the mountain of bones they saw was just a palm.

A palm that covers the sky and the sun!

It was at this moment that they saw clearly the owner of the palm, a huge figure with eight pairs of white bone wings that looked extremely sinister.

Although there was a big difference between this figure and the ancient Twelve Yuanmings in their consciousness, they, who respected the ancient Twelve Yuanmings extremely, reacted immediately.

This figure that covers the sky and the sun and occupies the endless starry sky is one of the twelve ancient Yuanmings. But compared to the ancient Twelve Yuanmings who were full of vitality in their hearts, the ancient Twelve Yuanmings at this time were filled with endless death energy.

"Why is this happening?" A strong man's voice was dry. He wanted to know why, but just as he said these words, the energy in his body had completely disappeared.

In his last spiritual consciousness, he only felt twelve bodies covering the sky and the sun, all of which were composed of white bones.

And around these skeletal bodies, there is endless death energy floating, and the death energy is expanding crazily. In the gray-white death energy, there are even more looming skeletal bodies hidden.

"What is going on?" Before the human race's war army arrived in the endless underworld, they had already seen twelve light bodies, which were larger than a star field.

Their spaceship and everything about them, compared with this huge body, is simply insignificant.

It can even be said that these bodies can crush their spacecraft directly with just a move of their little fingers.

"These are the twelve ancient Yuan Mings, the strongest ancestors of the Xuan Ming clan. They...shouldn't they be like this?" The golden god Jin Wudi looked at the twelve bodies that covered the sky and the sun, with a thought in his eyes. A deep fear.

Jin Wudi is not an ordinary person. The fact that he can be sent back as the strongest fighting force in the world speaks of his intelligence and strength.

But even such a top powerhouse still had fear flashing in his eyes when facing the twelve figures that covered the sky.

The thunder-marked god's face was originally purple, so he couldn't see any change in color at this time.

But his words were also full of horror: "I have also seen these twelve ancient Yuan Mings in our great world. Although they are very powerful, compared with the current situation..."

In comparison, Thunder Marked Divine Man did not use a direct word to summarize it, but from his expression, you can feel that there is a huge difference.

"It seems that this time the Xuanming clan really fought hard!" The silver god's eyes were like lightning, and as his eyes flashed, he said faintly: "With so much death energy, no wonder they don't even have defense. .”

"If I see it right, the leader of the Xuanming Clan used this endless death energy to reverse the Endless Netherland, and replaced the power bred by the Endless Netherland with the ability to resurrect the sleeping top warriors of the Xuanming Clan. The endless power of death."

"Before hurting others, hurt yourself first. This person's actions have almost staked the fate of the entire Xuanming clan."

"No, even if they win this battle, the Xuanming clan will be exterminated."

The ferocity of the great formation that was reversed with the power of genocide can be imagined.

The expressions of Liutian Yuanzun and the other six heavenly emperors also became ugly, and they could naturally feel the majestic power.

Under this kind of power, even though they were half a step ahead of Tai Yi Yuan Zun, they still felt a little powerless, because the momentum of each of the twelve huge bone Yuan Mings was already close to Tai Yi Yuan Zun.

Although he is not Tai Yi Yuan Zun, he is only slightly worse than Tai Yi Yuan Zun.

If they fight alone, there is basically only one way for people like them to go up, and that is the way of being tortured.

"Please Master!" After Liutian Yuanzun glanced around twice, he said to his companions in an extremely firm voice.

Emperor Kunhou and others also realized the seriousness of the matter. They nodded almost simultaneously, and then respectfully saluted the stone throne in the middle.

Although the Holy Ancestor of the Human Race did not follow him, as long as he bowed to his former divine throne, the Holy Ancestor of the Human Race would come.

This was also the reason why the Saint Ancestor of the human race was not worried in the face of various methods of the Xuan Ming clan.

As Liutian Yuanzun and others saluted, the human saints slowly appeared on the throne. He looked at the twelve huge white-bone Yuanming bodies, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"First Primordial Underworld Lord, the two of us have dealt with each other before. I didn't expect that you would be so determined."

The voice of the Saint Ancestor of the Human Race was filled with cold murderous intent. It was obvious that he was a little uncomfortable with the methods of the First Primordial Underworld Lord.

"Haha, Saint Ancestor of the Human Race, don't pretend to be a saint here. Do you think I don't understand the current situation? The stronger the Human Race, the better for that person!"

The body of the First Yuan Ancient Underworld Lord appeared in the middle of the twelve huge bones of the Ancient Underworld. He looked down at the four directions and said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "That Lord has abandoned it for his own final harvest. us."

"The strength of the Divine Prison Clan and the Starry Sky Clan that could have aided us is no longer able to provide us with any help. Do you understand?"

"Hahaha, we were abandoned!"

When the Saint Ancestor of the Human Race heard the resentful words of the First Primordial Underworld Lord, his expression did not change at all. It was obvious that he had actually understood the words of the First Primordial Underworld Lord in his heart.

"Abandoning us is just to fulfill you. In other words, the stronger the power of life you represent, the stronger the benefits that the master will reap."

There was a hint of anger in the words of the First Yuan Ancient Underworld Lord: "But our Xuanming clan will never give in."

"In this battle, either you die or I die!"

The eyes of the Saint Ancestor of the Human race flashed with indifference, and he said leisurely: "Although your determination is a bit beyond my expectation, I still have to say that with these methods of yours, you can't do anything to me. .”

"Although the power of the Twelve Ancient Yuanming Formation has increased dramatically, it is still the Twelve Ancient Yuanming Formation!"

Speaking of this, the Saint Ancestor of the human race pinched his hands, and the space filled with endless death energy instantly formed folds like ripples. With the appearance of these ripples, nine giant cauldrons came through the sky.

The Jiuding rotated, and countless dead energy was quickly absorbed. The starry sky, which was originally like a dead place, slowly began to return to its original appearance.

Although this process is not too fast, the trend is set.

"Nine Cauldrons of Dingtian!" When the First Primordial Underworld Lord saw these nine giant cauldrons, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Although you possess the Nine Cauldrons of Dingtian, you are still a little short of breaking through my twelve ancient Yuanming Formation."

The moment these words full of sarcasm just fell, in the hands of the First Primordial Underworld Lord, there was a large flag that looked as black as ink.

The flag waved, and the surrounding world instantly returned to its original appearance.

When the Saint Ancestor of the Human Race saw this flag, his originally calm expression suddenly gave rise to a trace of great horror, and he said with disbelief in his words: "One Yuan Life and Death Flag, this is one Yuan Life and Death Flag! "

"How come it's in your hands?"