time stop 499 years

"As long as you tell us, from now on, you will walk your Huangquan Road, and I will cross my Naihe Bridge!"

"It's a good deal, isn't it?"

Chapter 516 The Baby in Belly 1 (Subscribe)

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Bloody Yellow Springs, what's in the Gates of Hell?

This is what everyone is curious about!

The words of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace caused Wang Xuemin to be silent for a while.

"Hey, what's there? Hell is in it! Maybe you'll find out when you die!"

"However, it's almost there!"

"The ceremony is about to be completed!"

Wang Xuemin raised his head and smiled ferociously.

at the same time

boom!

A pair of black wings slowly spread out behind the back, and the vast power spread around.

It seemed that he had been suppressing the power in his body before.

At this time, as he exploded completely, even the Mistress of the Three Palaces began to look pale, no longer calm.

Wang Xuemin's aura continued to rise, and finally broke through a certain limit, reaching the point where even the people of the Three Palaces could not detect it.

The blood pool on the ground was vibrating, the black blood seemed to be boiling, and in the surrounding mountains of blood, countless corpses rose upright, turning into zombies, with scarlet eyes open, rushing towards the crowd. Come.

And Wang Xuemin's wings that covered the sky and the sun suddenly turned over the trapped corpses around him, and with a fierce flick, the wings suddenly slapped on Wang Ying's body, and the latter flew into the body like a cannonball. In the pool of blood.

next second~

Wang Xuemin's figure followed closely.

Pale and slender claws like ghosts grabbed Wang Ying's head and held it close.

"Oops!"

"Stop him!"

The face of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace changed. Although it is not clear why Wang Xuemin specifically targeted Wang Ying alone, but what the enemy wants to accomplish must not be allowed to succeed!

must be stopped!

Before the words fell, countless slender tentacles shot out from the body of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace. sharp teeth.

All the tentacles suddenly bit Wang Xuemin's body.

But immediately after, the face of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace changed!

so hard!

What the hell is this?

It feels like biting into black iron. Is this still a human body?

"Rubbish!"

"Get out of here!"

The other hand directly caught the tentacles shot by many darts, and when it was slightly closed, it was like pulling a rope, a monstrous force gushed out, and the master of the Demon Palace felt his body shake, and was dragged in front of Wang Xuemin .

He threw another ruthless throw on the ground, using force with five fingers, and instantly ended the shoulder of the palace master of the Demon Palace. With a bang, half of the latter's body was completely shattered in an instant.

The body was also filled with Wang Xuemin's black power, and it was instantly annihilated in ashes.

This series of attacks ended in just a few seconds with the death of the Demon Palace Master.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

The master of the Demon Palace is dead?

Such a strong existence, pointing out the country one moment, analyzing it logically, and giving everyone popular science knowledge, died so easily the next moment?

Is it because Wang Xuemin is too strong, or are there too many masters of the Demon Palace?

Sure enough, it reflects that sentence, rebellion dies from talking too much!

But it's not right, Wang Xuemin is not the protagonist no matter how you look at it, and the master of the Demon Palace is not a rebel?Relatively speaking, Wang Xuemin, who has been plotted for a hundred years and murdered so many people, is the biggest scourge of rebellion, and the owner of the Demon Palace seems to be the victim!

Could it be that he is following the routine of harming thousands of years and good people not paying for their lives?

For a moment, everyone was shocked by Wang Xuemin's sudden burst of power.

Don't dare to act rashly!

Even the remaining masters of the two palaces, Maupassant and the others, did the same.

And at this moment, no one can stop Wang Xuemin anymore.

But, what is this guy going to do to catch Wang Ying?This is the most promising child of this generation of the Wang family. He has inherited Wang Xuemin's blood and has awakened his divine eyes. If Wang Xuemin wants to change his heart, he can find other Wang family children. Why must he focus on Wang Ying?

"Ancestor, don't!"

"You want to change your heart, use mine! Wang Ying is the family's last hope, please let him go!"

Wang Cang wailed sadly, hoping that Wang Xuemin would let Wang Ying go.

"Change the heart?"

"No, it will never be used again."

"The century-old plan is finally coming to an end. I didn't expect the unintentional move back then to really succeed."

"This is the perfect plan, and this is the final result."

Looking at Wang Ying who seemed to have passed out in his hands, the smile on Wang Xuemin's face grew stronger and stronger.

I saw more and more black and thick substances emerging from the gate of hell behind him, and the cracking of the gate of hell continued to increase.

The darker and darker reincarnation breath of death continued to spread around.

The scene of springing up from the ground and dense bones gradually emerged.

The earth began to split open wantonly.

The black chain that pierced through the sky began to shake continuously, and was even pulled straight. The pulling force came from inside the gate of hell.

There seems to be a huge monster, which is constantly crawling out along the chain.

People can even hear terrifying roars similar to auditory hallucinations and the clang of metal chains colliding.

What is it, what is there?

Everyone is facing an enemy!

And looking at Wang Xuemin, at this moment he is holding Wang Ying, standing above the gate of hell, the dark red light reflected by the black and red blood in the blood pool around him shines on his face, completely like a demon.

dark

恐怖

tremble with fear!

He laughed wildly, continuously absorbed the black power gushing out from the gate of hell, and even took back all the chains that were locked on everyone.

Without the support of the chains, the people who had been photographed with most of their flesh and blood collapsed to the ground like skinny bones.

There are even many low-level warriors who have already died.

Everyone looked at Wang Xuemin helplessly, even the remaining masters of the Buddhist and Taoist palaces, Maupassant and the others, did not dare to approach him.

Wang Xuemin's momentum has come!

There is no way to fight against it!

One end of all the chains was inserted into the blood pool, and the other end was connected to Wang Xuemin's body. The devil's blood, Dao tendons, Buddha bones, and the soul and will of all living beings merged into the body along the chains.

Gradually, strands of silver-white lines appeared on his body, and finally these lines converged towards his heart, and the original heart was repelled in an instant, and finally formed a silver-white spot shining with bright silver light. clock.

As soon as the silver clock appeared, the time and space around it became chaotic.

The ticking sound made people dizzy.

More importantly, even just looking at it feels like the soul is about to be sucked into the endless dark abyss, the dark prison of time and space.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's been a hundred years, and I've finally rejected you!"

"From now on, I will no longer be restricted by you!"

boom!

Wang Xuemin's other hand ruthlessly inserted into his heart, and the clock inside seemed to feel a crisis, the pointer on it was ticking, spinning crazily, and the silvery white brilliance was constantly falling.

When Wang Xuemin's hand came into contact with the silvery white light, it collapsed continuously and turned into a black liquid. Finally, it was illuminated by the light and disappeared into nothingness.

But there is still a steady stream of black matter pouring out, starting to surround the silver-white clock.The former is supported by the entire gate of hell and the blood realm of Huangquan, while the latter belongs to the rootless duckweed, with no successor.

"What exactly is this?"

"That silver-white clock can actually counteract the power of the underworld!"

"No, it's not a counterbalance, it's stronger than the power of the underworld!"

Since there is no escape, everyone can only watch the development of the situation quietly.

They were shocked to find that Wang Xuemin not only had the terrifying power of the underworld, that is, that kind of black viscous substance, but also a mysterious silver-white clock.

The latter seems to have a deep connection with his rise.

And the legendary power of the underworld was somewhat lost to the silver clock.If the latter hadn't been suppressed, and there was no follow-up force to provide, Wang Xuemin would not have been able to reach this point at all.

"This is the power that created Wang Xuemin's rise?"

"This kind of power is even more terrifying than the power of the underworld! What is this?"

"With such powerful power, why do you still have to pursue the power of the underworld?"

"Is he completely subduing this power?"

"No, that's not right! Wait, is he using the power of the blood domain Huangquan and the gate of hell to repel the silver clock in his body?"

"Did"

The Master of the Buddha Palace and others who were still sober looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Could it be that what Wang Xuemin did, the century-old plan, the strategy of burying countless lives with him, everything, was just to use the power of the underworld to drive out the silver clock?

What is stepping into the blood realm of the underworld, what is stepping into the realm of good fortune, what is immortality!

Everything is fake!

All the purposes are just for this scene in front of you!

What a deep heart!

All of them have been duped!

"Haha, found out?"

"But it's too late!"

"That idiot, the master of the Demon Palace, thought that I was doing it for the blood domain and the power of the underworld!"

"Damn! The power of the silver clock is stronger than the power of the underworld! Why do I need to go to the power of the underworld!"

Wang Xuemin's hand was already close to the silver clock at the heart of the scheming heart, and he gradually grasped it in his hand.

"Since this is the case, why seek the power of the underworld and reject the silver clock that already belongs to you?"

"Its power is much more terrifying than the illusory power of the underworld!"

The master of the Dao Palace frowned, with many questions in his heart, he opened his mouth to ask.

"Yes, the power of the silver clock"