Chapter 1153 Nether Holy Land, All Destroyed

The world after the mist is very mysterious.

Because of the ancient orders of their respective forces, they were teleported to different regions.

And this mysterious world is very vast.

And they have only one purpose, which is to go to the depths and obtain the mysterious factor.

Therefore, even if the respective forces do not search deliberately, they will meet in the final place.

At this time, Lin Yue expressed his worries to the Lord of the Holy Land, Lu Zu and the others, "When we fought just now, it seemed that I didn't feel the breath of the ancestral realm from the forces of the Netherworld..."

"Will it be hidden on purpose?"

The Lord of the Three Palaces spoke at this time.

Because the extinct breath outside the altar might restrict the ancestral realm, so that the Netherworld was suppressed, he didn't make a move either.

Lu Zu denied this statement. He himself has the principles of the ancestral realm, "I didn't feel the breath of the ancestral realm after the forces of the Netherworld."

"In the ancient pot world and the other shore world, there are strong people in the ancestral realm."

Lu Zu spoke slowly.

Although he is only at the peak of the main god, his perception above the ancestral realm is much stronger than that of the ordinary ancestral realm.

Therefore, it is possible to perceive the breath of other ancestral realms just before the fight.

The Lord of the Holy Land nodded slightly at this time.

Regarding Lu Zu's move to protect the Ten Directions just now, she has already changed a lot towards Lu Zu, and her tone at this time is softer.

"Don't take it lightly." Finally, Lin Yue said.

The threat that the Holy Lord of the Netherworld spoke just now was obviously not groundless, which made Lin Yue already have a bad premonition in his heart.

"These three forces are likely to join forces secretly again, and they will take action against me."

This is the trickiest thing.

Because a million years ago, the former Holy Master of the Ten Directions Realm fell because of this.

Although there is Lu Zu sitting in town now.

However, his cultivation has fallen after all. Even if he can restrain the ancestral realm, if he wants to win, it will be too difficult, and he may pay a huge price.

"I'm sorry for waiting."

The Lord of the Holy Land finally spoke leisurely.

"It's okay, what you did was not wrong."

Lu Zu didn't care.

"Then we will take the initiative to defeat them one by one." Lin Yue expressed his opinion at this time.

Everyone in Nintendo couldn't help but look sideways at Lin Yue.

This idea is undoubtedly too bold.

If they unite in advance, the Ten Directions Realm may be completely wiped out.

But right now, there is no better way.

Lu Zu nodded and agreed to Lin Yue's proposal.

Only in this way can there be a chance of winning in the final place.

In order to obtain the mysterious factor, any means can be used.

At this time, Lin Yue's hands showed the exact location of the Nether Holy Land.

A misty light spot appeared on Lin Yue's hand, pointing a direction.

"It turns out that you have already left a trick on the Nether Holy Land?!" Bai Yu covered her mouth and said incredulously.

"Since we've all taken action, we still have to leave some means behind."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lin Yue's mouth.

These are the three palace lords. Their faces were a little surprised at this time, and they secretly sighed, "Sure enough, the people brought by the ancestors had their own reasons. Maybe this grand event, because of Lin Yue's participation, really It is possible to get the mystery factor."

Several people looked at Lin Yue with admiration.

"In that case, let's hunt the Nether Holy Land." Lu Zu said slowly at this time.

Several people looked at the direction pointed by Lin Yue's fingers at the same time.

After completely covering up his breath, he quickly headed towards that direction.

"Holy Lord of the Nether Holy Land, you can't get out alive." Standing on the fairy sword, Lu Zu said slowly to the Second Palace Master.

Because of what the Nether Lord said to the Second Palace Master, in Lu Zu's eyes, he was already a corpse.

The second palace master nodded slightly, looking at Lu Zu's side face, lost his mind for a while.

As three days passed.

In the faint mist, everyone from Nether Holy Land appeared in front of Lin Yue and the others.

But looking at the people in the Nether Holy Land, it seems that they have a purpose.

At this time, the Nether Lord had a simple compass in his hand, pointing to a certain direction.

And there was surprise on his face.

For the front, there seems to be hope.

Lin Yue and the others could clearly see the expression of the Nether Lord.

"The ancestor is not dead, and now he is in the depths of the burial place!"

At this time, the Lord of the Nether Holy Land spoke.

As for the other people in the Nether Holy Land, they all headed in one direction and kept paying homage.

"It turns out that the ancestors of the Nether Holy Land did not leave the place of burial millions of years ago."

At this time, the Lord of the Holy Land spoke, and suddenly realized.

When the ancestors of the Nether Holy Land jointly besieged the Ten Directions, they were already at the peak of the main god realm, and now they have stayed in the burial place for millions of years.

There is a strong origin substance here, and millions of years have passed, and I am afraid that it has already broken through the ancestral realm!

it's definitely not good

news.

It's just that Lin Yue and the others have already made a plan, and none of the people from Nether Holy Land can escape today.

The three palace masters and Bai Yu jointly sacrificed the artifacts inherited by Bai Xiaoli in Bai Yu's hands.

The mysterious aura instantly enveloped the entire area for hundreds of miles, and this place was quickly imprisoned.

It wasn't until an hour later that everyone in the Nether Holy Land realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

"We seem to have been standing still and not moving forward!"

In the Nether Holy Land, someone spoke and frowned deeply.

At this moment, Lu Zu and the others walked forward slowly.

They all have killing intent on them.

At this time, the imprint of Feitian on Lin Yue's hand also slowly dissipated.

"Long time no see."

Lin Yue spoke slowly to the Nether Lord.

"you!"

At this time, the Holy Lord of the Netherworld showed surprise in his eyes.

What he never expected was that people from the ten directions dared to leave tracking methods on them, and escaped all detection.

Because they wanted to awaken the ancestors ahead, they did not join forces with other holy lands in advance.

Now they have already seen the strength of the two human races in the Ten Directions Realm, and if they face each other head-on, they will have no chance of winning at all.

The face of the Nether Lord is as cold as frost.

Although ferocious, there was no trace of blood at this time.

But he wouldn't believe that the Shifang Realm, which has long had grievances, would let them go easily.

War is inevitable.

Things changed later, Lu Zu didn't give them the slightest chance, holding a fairy sword, he directly killed the Nether Lord.

But in an instant, after arriving in this world, he no longer has any scruples.

With one strike of Lu Zu's sword, he seriously injured the Nether Lord.

Lin Yue and the others also took action.

It's almost crushing.

The war didn't last long. Although the movement was very violent, this world is very vast.

...

On the barren land, there are corpses everywhere.

As for the Nether Lord, his body had already been separated, and he fell under Lu Zu's sword.

The three palace masters found the token connecting the Holy Land of the Ancient Pot and the Holy Land of Zhuoxian from the Holy Lord Nether.

At this moment, the body of the Nether Holy Lord suddenly burst into brilliant brilliance, and then flew uncontrollably to an unknown place in the distance.

Lu Zu slashed out with a sword, trying to stop it.

But although the light turned into two parts, it quickly merged into one.

There is no room for the slightest reaction.

When the light rushed into a secret place, a sculpture, the stone skin on it slowly peeled off, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Has a million years passed?"

Then, the sculpture revealed emotions, "Who will destroy the Nether Holy Land?!"