I just want to be a quiet man

The robbery clouds are like the sea, and the ocean is unrestrained, laying out the entire nothingness.

The thirteen cities of Youdu, Huangquan, the road of "no return"... the entire Netherworld is shrouded in the clouds of calamity!

Countless electric snakes rolled among the clouds, rushing and roaring, devouring each other, turning into huge thunderbolts, and crashing down.

Youdu City.

The head of the thirteen cities of Youdu, the residence of the Lord of the Netherworld, illuminates this majestic city that seems to have existed in darkness and confusion since ancient times.

Among the majestic pavilions, countless ghostly figures, before they can struggle, they will be wiped out under the catastrophe!

More ghostly ghosts hid in the ground of the house, dormant and trembling.

At the highest point of Youdu City, the towering palace stands quietly.

The pitch-black roof of the hall had already been cut in half by the thunder, revealing a little of the inside.

The black branches and leaves are intertwined like a curtain, and the scorched breath slowly diffuses.

Red and white flowers are in full bloom on the side of the hall, swaying with the muffled sound of every thunderstorm, and withering one after another.

Scarlet like blood, pale like snow, intertwined, like rain like hail.

On the tall altar, the Lord of the Nether sat still.

The purple cyan brilliance flickered, occasionally illuminating every detail in the hall, but the twelve pendant beads stood firmly in front of her, covering her face.

The majestic body is like a mountain that has stood for countless years, and it has not wavered in the slightest.

boom! ! !

There was another loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, and the thick thunder was like a river hanging upside down, directly connecting to the Guangdian from the nothingness.

The brilliant white light is magnificent and magnificent, filling the entire hall and purging all evil spirits.

The Lord of the Netherworld suddenly erupted with terrific coldness and tyranny, as if a sharp blade pointing directly at nothingness, faintly contending with the brilliant aura of heavenly power.

Boom boom boom...

The dull sound was continuous, and the thunder fell, illuminating the thirteen cities of Youdu, and the aura of yang and majesty was unmatched and overbearing, sweeping thousands of miles away...

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Netherworld.

Pointy city.

The bone masonry palace is suspended in the air, looking like a mirage, but it looks like a honeycomb when you look closely.

A huge shadow, like mud, without limbs and head, but full of dense mouths and ears.

At this moment, it melted little by little, and the dark stains flowed in all directions, corroding the blood stains all over the ground in a blink of an eye, causing the blood in the hall to rise higher and higher, turning from dark red to gray black.

The many mouths and ears are disappearing at a fast speed, as if the snow meets the sun.

In these mouths and ears, densely packed sword aura, knife aura, ice, rockets, vine thorns, curses, poisonous miasma... overlapping and intertwined like a net, firmly nailing it to the ground, there is no way to escape.

All kinds of means reflect each other, like a cloud of five-colored smoke, and like a prison, covering the entire body of "Ying Sheng".

There was silence around, the battle had come to an end, "Ying Sheng" was on the verge of death, and its body was wriggling very slowly, as if it wanted to continue to struggle.

However, what responded to him was only the stains that flowed faster and faster.

The sound of gurgling resounded through the hall.

Looking at the swift passing of this huge shadow, in the hall, the three human races who were still standing among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had no sorrow or pain, but they all exhaled in unison.

It seems that he wants to spit out all the haze that has shrouded the entire human race for countless years, about the response to the voice!

In front of him was covered with golden armor, some of the bodies were criss-crossed, some were already cold, some were smashed to pieces, some were still warm, and the real fire covering the whole body had been extinguished.

The blood belonging to the human race has already soaked through the ankle.

A pair of twin eyes opened in the turbid blood, the edge of the broken sword and halberd still exists, reflecting the owner's pupils, as if he also felt the result of this battle.

The remaining three human races waved together and closed their eyes for many of their fellow races.

Right now, they are also covered in bruises.

All of them were injured to the bone, even disembowelled, and the dirty blood flowed down the limbs and bones, which looked extremely tragic.

It's just that the auras of the three of them are rising steadily, appearing extremely terrifying, and they have all reached the level of Taoist Immortal Officials.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary Taoist priest!

At this time, one of the human race looked around and said in a deep voice: "Three of us survived, we have three chances."

"Who will try first?"

Hearing this, the famous human standing on his left took a step forward, but said nothing.

Seeing this, the person who spoke, as well as the human race on the right, immediately understood, and both of them retreated behind the stepping human race, their breaths surging, ready to go, but they were already ready to strike at any time !

The human race who came out of the queue also had an extremely dignified expression. His eyes were burning, and he looked at "Yingsheng" not far away, and he didn't make a move for a long time.

Suddenly, a very familiar voice came to the ears of this famous human race: "Three of us survived, we have three chances."

"Who will try first?"

This is what "Luo" said just now!

It's also the sound of "展"!

It's just that it's obviously not "Luo" who is repeating this sentence right now, but "Yingsheng" in front of him!

The human race who came out did not hesitate, and immediately said sonorously: "Of course it is me!"

As soon as the words fell, the two human races standing behind him were immediately extremely vigilant, and their aura rose instantly, becoming extremely terrifying, as if ready to sacrifice the final blow at any time, killing the person in front of him who had fought side by side many times and lived and died together companion!

After the human race who came out said that sentence, there was no movement.

The slow struggle of "Yingshengjue" also stopped instantly.

An incomparably dangerous dispute unfolded silently...

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Pointy city.

The vast hall is like the sea, and a huge pure white lake stands in it, with no waves, like pure white cloth.

The pale mist split apart and was extremely thin.

The rat-like body had already been cut into pieces, and the dense vertical pupils were almost completely annihilated at this moment.Thousands of attacks nailed the main body of "Crying Deceit" to various positions in the Guangdian.

The corpses of the human race were like cut crops, piled up like a mountain, covering the palace.

Melting flesh and blood flowed softly like melted cheese.

The bloody breath soared into the sky.

Among the numerous corpses, the breath of the four human races still exists.

Among them, two human races, whose robes were soaked in blood, and their golden armors were completely stained with blood, but they could still stand with their swords; Skeletal bones stand out, holding a short wooden staff in his hand, lying on the side of several corpses that fell alternately, blood gurgling from his fingers, continuously gushing out; the last human race is holding a half spear , half kneeling on the ground, already unable to stand up.

At this moment, the four of them are all at the end of their strength, but their breath is extremely terrifying, and they are all above the Taoist Immortal Official.

The awe-inspiring will, like an invisible blade, seems to be cut by thousands of knives just by looking at it from a distance.

Seeing that "Weeping" had no strength to resist, the human race who was half kneeling on the ground said in a deep voice: "Four people, four chances."

"Who will come first?"

Among the two standing human races, the one on the left said in a deep voice, "Three chances."

"'Crying' is related to the calamity of the birth of our descendants, and they must die!"

"If you fail three times, the last time, don't try, just kill!"

When the other three heard the words, they all nodded immediately.

The famous human who was lying on the corpse of his fellow robe breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I am the most injured right now."

"I'll come first."

The other three human races nodded, and then their aura changed, and they immediately locked on to the companion in front of them.

Seeing that the three companions were ready, the human race lying down did not hesitate. His eyes swept across the palace full of bones, and a line of tears washed away the blood on his face immediately, rolling down...

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Pointy city.

A giant tree without a trunk appears nothingness.

The overgrown branches are scattered and scattered, and the huge and grotesque smiling face has long since disappeared.

The few remaining branches are lonely and suspended in the void.

Every branch is inserted with densely packed sharp knives and arrows, and there are countless means to curse and imprison it.

Under the giant tree, the originally pitch-black land and the white bones of the forest have disappeared, only the sea of ​​blood is surging.

Countless human corpses floated among them, with their eyes wide open, they stared coldly at the dying "Xiaoyi".

Amidst the turmoil of the blood, two figures of the human race stood holding their halberds.

Their bodies were full of scars, but their aura was like sharpened blades, which was terrifyingly cold.

Looking at the dying "Xiaoyi", one of the human races asked, "You first, or me first?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Another human race was about to speak, but he spit out a series of blood foam when he opened his mouth. He took a sip, and then said coldly, "I'm coming!"

"If I fail, you just kill me, don't try again!"

"From now on, if our clan is happy, it is joy!"

"Heirs and grandchildren, cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh...Eternal life will never suffer from crying, laughing, and talking!!!"

The person who spoke first nodded, and then burst out of breath, locking on to the companion beside him.

The celebrity didn't hesitate, the corners of his mouth immediately curled up, he looked up at the remaining branches in nothingness, and let out a burst of joyful and smug laughter: "Hahahahahahahaha..."

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Pointy city.

The majestic temple has already been riddled with holes.

The high platform collapsed, the shrine was moved down, and the huge sheep-like shadow was torn into thousands of pieces. The densely packed long tongues had already been chopped into meat and spread all over the ground like a carpet.

What blended together with the meat were the corpses and stumps of countless human races.

Among the wreckage of "Shuo Mengzhu", there is only one human breath left.

He was kneeling on the ground, unable to stand up, and densely packed, large and small human faces appeared all over his body...

The cold breath suddenly roiled, quickly eroding his body and soul.

The aura of this human race is so strong that it seems to want to kill all the evil spirits like a sharp knife.

However, repeated outbreaks could not stop the spread of the curse on his body.

Seeing that he was about to be engulfed by the curse, he no longer hesitated, his immortal power surged and exploded.

boom! ! !

With a loud bang, blood rained down from the sky, poured into the hall full of flesh and blood, and merged with many human races.

clack clack...

After a while, there was a violent noise, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and blood and flesh splashed.

The broken temple collapsed suddenly!

Chapter 71: The King of People Summons.

Pointy city.

The huge lair is like a lone peak.

In the depths of the cave, the originally huge shadow has been torn into thousands of afterimages. The densely packed hands, feet, sharp teeth, and vertical pupils have all been killed by arrows, sword energy, sword intent, curses, and poisonous stabs... Dead nailed in various positions.

The many arms that were originally stretched like flowers were scattered.

Phantoms, large and small, floated in the air like dull bubbles.