Stunning beauty

In the dark night, you can't see your fingers.

In the Gezu ruins, the wind howls, and the atmosphere is strange and frightening.

The sages have passed away, leaving traces for future generations to pursue. Therefore, under normal circumstances, they will leave a way of life for the entrants, and will not do things to death.

However, the Gezu ruins subverted this tradition.

From the moment of entering, mazes, traps, and underworlds emerged one after another, obviously intending to bury all the entrants.

At night, Li Ziye and Li Qingzhi walked together towards the cliff ten miles away.

Along the way, there were constant obstacles, which caused a lot of trouble for the two of them.

About two hours later, on the east side, a fish-belly white appeared, and when the dawn was approaching, the two finally came to the front of the cliff.

Before the cliff, Li Qingzhi looked at the cliff ahead and asked, "Can you sense where the owner of that voice is?"

"Let me try."

On the side, Li Ziye responded, closed his eyes, and the power of the netherworld permeated his body again.

The black air flow surged, and the cold air gave people a bottomless sense of oppression.

"Roar!"

The moment Li Ziye released the power of the underworld, a roar shook the sky and the earth above the cliff.

"Up there."

Li Ziye felt it, and immediately opened his eyes, looking up the cliff.

Li Qingzhi subconsciously looked over when he heard what his younger brother said.

But on the top of the cliff, a figure appeared, surrounded by black air currents, so hard to detect in the black clothes that could not be seen.

On the cliff, the black shadow noticed the eyes of the two people below, and left immediately.

"He's leaving!"

In front of the cliff, Li Ziye's expression was slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Chase!"

Li Qingzhi uttered a word coldly, and immediately stomped on his feet, darting towards the top of the cliff.

In the rear, Li Ziye didn't hesitate, and followed him.

The cliff was so high that it was impossible for ordinary people to climb it. However, Li Qingzhi and Li Ziye were not ordinary people. While moving around, they stepped on rocks and quickly jumped up the cliff.

On the cliff, Li Ziye and Li Qingzhi came one after another. After seeing the scene in front of them, a wave of shock rose in their hearts and they were shocked.

In front of the two of them, hundreds of Netherlands blocked the way, many of which had the aura of Netherlands reaching the fifth realm.

If it is said that before, the level of trouble the two encountered was the highest level, but now, it is the level of hell.

"Second brother."

Soon, Li Ziye suppressed the shock in his heart and reminded, "Retire now, there should be still time."

"retreat?"

On the side, Li Qingzhi said coldly, "Why do you want to retreat? Since you are here, how can you leave so easily? Follow me closely and fight together!"

After finishing speaking, Li Qingzhi stopped talking nonsense and walked forward with his sword in hand.

Seeing his brother's decision, Li Ziye didn't say much, and followed.

Li Ziye, who never trusted anyone on weekdays, had no doubts about his brother's decision at this moment.

The Li family has almost never trusted outsiders, but the Li family has almost unreserved trust in the Li family.

This trust is also the key to the Li family's ability to reach their current heights.

On the cliff, Li Qingzhi rushed straight into the army of Netherland.

One against one hundred!

The Wushuang sword erupted with astonishing power, as the blade passed by, stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky.

"The heaven and the earth are natural, the Taiyi is mysterious, the yin and yang unite to transform a hundred qi, the yin division, and the wind evil!"

"The heavens and the earth are natural, the Taiyi is mysterious, the yin and yang are united to transform a hundred qi, subdue the yang, and worship the fire!"

In the rear, Li Ziye made seals with both hands, and the wind assisted the fire, helping his brother, and burning the fallen Netherland to ashes.

The perfect combination of warrior and mage, quickly harvesting the life of Netherland.

On this trip, Li Ziye did not bring a sword. Of course, he was accompanied by his elder brother, who was the strongest swordsman who was comparable to a sword fairy in the world. It didn't make much difference whether he brought a sword or not.

Before dawn, under the final darkness, the two brothers Li Qingzhi and Li Ziye joined hands to kill the hundreds of Netherland troops.

On the cliff, the black blood stained every inch of the ground red, which looked shocking.

And behind the hundreds of Netherland army.

A black figure wrapped in a black air current stood still, staring at the two people in front of him, with pitch-black eyes, no human emotions could be seen.

The next moment, a figure rushed out of the hundreds of Netherland army, and Wushuang fell like a mountain.

Hei Ying raised his hand and blocked Wu Shuang's sharp edge with a bang.

The sword energy and the power of the underworld collided with each other, and around the two of them, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the sand turned into waves.

A one-stroke confrontation, evenly divided, no one took advantage.

Li Qingzhi's expression turned cold, and he held the sword in his backhand. The offensive was continuous, like a violent storm.

Hei Ying took two steps back to avoid his sharp edge.

"Unsealed Netherland."

Among the remnants of the Netherland army, Li Ziye's figure twitched and moved out, looking at the black-eyed Netherland who was fighting with his brother, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Moreover, there seems to be some sanity remaining.

So far, all the Netherlands he has seen have been sealed by the sages of the Taoist sect, but the one in front of him is obviously not.

This is the first time I've seen Netherland with a free body. Did he get out of trouble, or was it a fish that slipped through the net thousands of years ago?

Just when Li Ziye and Li Qingzhi faced the black-eyed underworld in Gezu's ruins.

Western Regions, Wanmo Ridge.

On the ten thousand zhang high cliff, the black-eyed underworld jumped down and walked towards the son of light step by step.

Yan Xiaoyu felt the terrifying aura of the monster behind him, and she was terrified in her heart, so she crawled forward desperately.

It's just that Yan Xiaoyu, whose cultivation base was abolished and lost his arms and legs after entering Wanmo Ridge, how could he escape the pursuit of Netherland.

After a few breaths, Heiyan Mingtu caught up with Yan Xiaoyu who was desperately fleeing, and stepped on the latter's calf.

Immediately, the sound of broken leg bones sounded so ear-piercing.

"what."

Yan Xiaoyu screamed in pain, her body began to tremble involuntarily.

Before death, all living beings are equal, even the son of God cannot keep calm.

"Crack!"

Heiyan Mingtu stepped on Yan Xiaoyu's other leg again, crushing all the bones in his leg.

Cries of pain resounded through the night, the Son of Light who was once aloof, is now degraded worse than pigs and dogs.

Even life is no longer under his control.

After the black-eyed underworld crushed the leg bones of Yan Xiaoyu's two legs, he looked at Guangming Shenzi in front of him with pitch-black eyes, reached out his hand to grab his throat, and lifted him up.

"Forgive... life."

Yan Xiaoyu's body kept trembling, and he managed to squeeze out two words, begging for mercy.

"boom!"

The black-eyed Netherland ignored it, grabbed Yan Xiaoyu's throat, and slammed her into a nearby rock.

With a huge impact, blood was coughed up from Yan Xiaoyu's mouth, staining his robes red.

In the sky, the waning moon is covered by dark clouds, and the darkness before dawn is so long.

At the end of darkness, there is no light.