Nine Yang Sword Saint

Ghost fire, burnt to the limit!

Yang Dingtian looked at the sky-reaching flames, this destructive energy, and his heart was surging with fierceness.

The Nether Ghost Emperor was still yelling, yelling crazily.

How should the ordinary profound fire devour it? Of course Yang Dingtian knew it well, all he needed to do was input profound energy into the profound fire.

Because, when those profound fires bloomed, although they had life, their lives were extremely short, only a quarter of an hour from blooming to maturity.

Therefore, if the Xuanhuo continues to survive, it must find a master for itself, and it must find a home for itself, and that home is the sea of ​​energy of the master.

The profound fire entering the master's body and entering the master's sea of ​​energy means sharing a life with the master. Then, its life is not only this short quarter of an hour, but the life of possession and master.

These profound fires, no matter how powerful they are, are like babies, full of longing for their masters. So as long as there is a trace of profound energy injected, they will rush over. Just like when you open your arms to babies, many babies will jump into your arms.

Of course, as the level of Xuanhuo increases, he becomes more and more picky about his master. Just like many smart and wary babies, they will jump into their arms only when they meet a very, very caring, very good-looking person who opens his arms.

However, the ghost fire at this time has not been devoured for a full ten thousand years.

If the two-hundred-year-old Xuanhuo is a one-year-old baby. Then the profound fire that has not been devoured for ten thousand years is already a fifty-year-old elder.

Its heart is old enough, cruel enough, cunning and ambitious enough.

Just like this Nether Ghost Fire, it has become the Nether Ghost Emperor!

Demon fire. It has not been devoured by humans for more than a thousand years, so the holy ice spirit appeared.

The Nether Ghost Flame has not been devoured by humans for 10,000 years, so it has completely become the Nether Ghost Emperor, with raging ambitions, not only to rule the entire Nether Empire, but also to break through the Nether Ghost Emperor's energy barrier. To rule the entire chaotic world.

Therefore, directly injecting a stream of profound energy into the body of the Nether Will-o'-the-wisp is completely useless!

Because, the ghost fire already has its own will, and it doesn't want to be swallowed by anyone!

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Yang Dingtian, why don't you do it yet. Ghost Emperor Youming sneered, If you don't do it, the once-in-two-hundred-year blooming of the profound fire will come to an end.

Yang Dingtian looked at the extremely tyrannical Xuanhuo, and his heart was really ready to move.

if. What would be the result if you really poured profound energy into the ghost fire?

Although the Nether Ghost Fire has become the Nether Ghost Emperor, the Xuanhuo is still the Xuanhuo after all! The method of devouring profound fire should be exactly the same.

Perhaps, as long as the profound energy is input, this ghostly ghost fire can be devoured.

Perhaps, the ghostly ghost fire has been arrogant and clamoring crazily. In fact, it is a kind of sternness. It was to make Yang Dingtian not dare to input profound energy, dare not devour it.

certainly. There is another result, that is, after being devoured, it will be completely wiped out, and the soul will be scattered.

Yang Dingtian's heart is getting more and more ready to move! It's getting crazy!

It's as if standing on a cliff with a radiance below. jump down. Perhaps smashed to pieces! Perhaps, fall into heaven!

That's right, at this moment Yang Dingtian seemed to be standing on a cliff? He can choose to jump, or he can choose not to jump.

He can choose to input profound energy and devour it. You can also choose to sit back and watch the extinguishment of the ghost fire. This once-in-two-hundred-year opportunity is completely lost.

Yang Dingtian's heart beat faster and faster, faster and faster!

As if standing on a cliff, reason and emotion are struggling frantically.

Reason told him that he should not jump, and just sat and watched the extinguishment of the ghostly ghost fire.

Emotions told him, jumping down, jumping down, maybe it will be wiped out, or it may be completely devoured by the ghostly ghost.

Anyone at this moment will have a very strong impulse.

If you jump down, you will be smashed to pieces!

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Jump down, you'll be smashed to pieces! Yang Dingtian's heart became more and more impulsive, more and more intense.

Ever since he came to the chaotic world, he has been gambling, has been gambling. Every time, he used his life as a bet, but every time he won.

Therefore, Yang Dingtian created a miracle, a completely impossible miracle.

From an abandoned disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, he became the master of the Heavenly Dao League, almost the master of the entire human world.

Every time he used his life as a bet, every time he stood on the top of the cliff, he jumped straight down!

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, almost all emotions crushed all rationality in an instant.

Jump down, jump down!

Input profound energy, devour, devour!

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The black back figure continued to move forward step by step.

Under the sky-reaching tower, the lonely and majestic ghost town seems to have completely become his background.

Nether Ghost City is lonely, but his back view is even more lonely.

The Nether Ghost City is already extremely dark.

However, his back was even darker.

Step by step, he moved up slowly, not in a hurry.

Finally, he reached the end of the steps, came to the top floor of Nether Ghost City, and slowly stepped into the Tongtian Tower!

Yang Dingtian, all your gambling in the past was because you had nothing and you were in a desperate situation, so you gave it your all! So, in the past, you thought you were a gambler, but you were not, you were a warrior!

Hearing this voice, Yang Dingtian shuddered all over and turned around.

It's a dark shadow!

It is a figure, but without clothes and without a face! Just a black figure.

Perhaps, he was originally invisible and did not exist, but it was too dark, so wherever he went, he became a black shadow.

It was as if he himself was a black hole. People see him, not because they really see him, but because he swallows all the light.

But now, you are no longer broke, and you are no longer desperate. So bet again, and you will be completely defeated. Because you are no longer a warrior, but a gambler!

You shouldn't be a gambler! You're a warrior!

Yang Dingtian looked at this black hole-like shadow, and asked slowly: Who is Your Excellency?

I am your closest person. I am also your most distant person. The shadow of the black hole said slowly: But in the end, we are still extremely far away, until one person completely disappears!

Sorry, can you speak more clearly? Yang Dingtian said.

The black shadow smiled and said: We don't distinguish each other, we even blend with each other. However, we can never be in the same space, we are either one or the other! Just like darkness and light, they can never exist together.

At this time, two more figures slowly stepped into the Tongtian Tower.

These two figures are very, very familiar. Dongli Young Master and Wu Youming.

The two came to the hall and knelt down slowly towards the shadow.

Dongli, pay homage to my Creator, Your Majesty!

You Ming, pay homage to my Creator, Your Majesty!

May Your Majesty. Tear up the law of destiny in the universe, the king will land in chaos, and the universe will return!

Young Master Dongli and Wu Youming are full of unprecedented sincerity, fear, admiration, worship, and faith!

Yang Dingtian knew who this was!

The devil asked the sky! Regardless of his distraction. Or his soul, or something else.

In short. The shadow of the black hole in front of him represents the Demon King Wentian!

The black shadow walked slowly in front of Yang Dingtian, and slowly said: I have always wanted to see you, but I have never been able to see you. Now in this ghost world, where Yin and Yang are indistinguishable, I finally see you. It's your turn. I'm tearing the space apart. I've come hundreds of thousands of miles away!

Your Excellency, the Demon King Wentian. Yang Dingtian said, trembling in the depths of his soul.

Yang Dingtian looked at the black shadow in front of him! That's right, he is just the shadow of a black hole, without facial features. no body.

He really came from hundreds of thousands of miles away, tearing apart space.

A certain god chose you, made you represent the light, and made you the so-called master of the hidden sect. Demon King Wentian said slowly: A certain god also chose me more than two hundred years ago, and let me Representing the darkness, he became the so-called master of the Temple of Destruction.

So, another World War will start again. The reincarnation once every two hundred years or so will start again. Demon King Wentian said slowly: But, the truth is! Later, the successor of the master of the Yinzong also became Princess Peony. The most absurd thing is that the master of the Yinzong who replaced him can survive on my repeated orders, otherwise no matter whether it is Li Ming, Nether, or Dongli can easily kill you.

Your Excellency Yang Dingtian! You are the opponent chosen by God for me. You are the Lord of Light who is destined to destroy me. Why do you rely on my mercy to survive? Demon King Wentian said slowly: It is our God, are you confused?

It's really not easy for me, the devil king, to do everything I can to protect my opponent's life, and to make him stronger so that he is qualified to be my opponent, lest the upcoming battle of annihilation is too much. Ugly and boring. Demon King Wentian said slowly: However, my patience will soon run out. I don't intend to treat you as an opponent anymore. I set my sights on that god! That god dominates your destiny and mine. God, the god who manipulated our destiny, the god who... pulled you and me from another world!

Demon King Wentian suddenly looked up at the sky!

God of the chaotic world! I don't know where you are? But I know you are everywhere! I, the devil king, officially declare war on you!

Whether you are fate or master! I will tear you off the throne and trample you under my feet, so that you can say to me: Sorry... sorry!

Then, Demon King Wentian slowly bent over towards the ghost fire, and performed a gentleman's gift!

Your Excellency the Ghost Emperor, hello.

The Nether Ghost Fire was silent for a moment, and said slowly: Hello, the Human Sovereign from Chaos. May I ask what you want to do when you come from afar?

The black hole figure of Demon King Wentian slowly stretched out his hand, and said, I tore apart time and space, and came here hundreds of thousands of miles apart, just to say goodbye to you...!

Hearing this English word, Yang Dingtian trembled all over!

I don't understand the meaning of your last two words, but I think that should represent goodwill. The Ghost Emperor Youming said slowly.

That's right, as the emperor of the Nether Empire and the overlord of the Nether Plane in the chaotic world, I am of course full of goodwill to you. The Demon King Wentian smiled and said, Of course, besides that, I also want to treat you in front of you. In front of you, declare war on a certain god!

The Nether Ghost Emperor smiled slowly: Declaration of war? A certain god? The one who imprisoned me in the Nether Barrier?

There is only one god in this world, so we should be talking about the same god. The devil asked the sky, As the master of the Netherworld, you are eligible to be a witness to my declaration of war!

Your Excellency Yang Dingtian. Demon King Wentian gave Yang Dingtian a gentleman's gift, bowed his waist and said, The master of the chaotic world, the master of the demonic way, the master of the temple of extinction, and the master of the dark plane, Wan Wentian, formally greets you. Yang Dingtian, Lord of Light, and the God of Chaos behind you, declare war!

Yang Dingtian didn't return the salute, just looking at the black shadow of the Demon King Wentian.

I will step on the bones of your Yang Dingtian, the bones of everyone in the Heavenly Dao League, and the bones of everyone in the chaotic world, tearing apart the sky, tearing him from the throne, and stepping on the soles of his feet. Then, I will rule the world and master the In Qiankun, the double sun is the eye, the double moon is the pupil, step on the chaos, hold the void in your hand, and dominate the universe!

Lord of the Nether Plane, Your Excellency the Nether Ghost Emperor, please witness my declaration of war! Demon King Wentian said slowly.

As you wish, Your Excellency the Emperor. The Nether Ghost Fire said with a smile: The enemy of the enemy is a friend! We, the two masters of the plane, can fight side by side!

No, no, no... Demon King Wentian said slowly: I have traveled hundreds of thousands of miles this time, not just to declare war, and not just to see His Excellency Yang Dingtian. More importantly Yes, I'm here for you.

Come here for me? The Nether Ghost Emperor smiled and said, Then I really appreciate your friendship.

No, not friendship. Demon King Wentian smiled and said: I came to usurp your Nether Empire, I came to usurp your Nether Plane, I came to usurp your countless monarchs, countless lords, hundreds of An army of hundreds of millions of undead is coming!

The Nether Ghost Flame suddenly shook violently, raging flames, instantly rose ten feet high, and roared: The emperor asks the sky! You actually broke into my territory, claiming to usurp my plane empire, you are really asking for your own death!

Boom! In an instant, the Nether Ghost Flame swelled a hundred times, a thousand times, and an incomparably huge flame figure stretched across the ghost domain for thousands of miles.

You used to be very powerful, but in my eyes, you are still worthless.

Since you are looking for your own death, then I will fulfill you!

I decree as the Nether Ghost Emperor that all monarchs and lords come to Tongtian Pagoda and destroy all foreign guests!

The voice of the Nether Ghost Emperor resounded thousands of miles across the Nether Ghost Domain in an instant.

Immediately, there were hundreds of holy-level undead monarchs, Lord Shura. Thousands of semi-holy-level undead lords, Lord Shura, came flying like shooting stars!

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