At the end of the legendary Climbing Land, the thick mist dispersed.
What appeared in front of Zhou Luo and the other three people was indeed a pure land with thousands of scenes and magnificent splendor.
The mountains are tall and majestic, and they are continuous. However, there are only two places that are most eye-catching.
On the top of a huge mountain, there is a vague view of water, and at the same time, there is a strong gathering of Yang Qi, spraying out the divine glow, like a fairy fire burning in the nine heavens, flowing with dreamlike brilliance.
"It must be the Immortal Pond" Sensing the almost-immortal aura, Duan De couldn't help but be so excited that his eyes almost popped out.
In contrast, Zhou Luo seemed very calm.
He opened his eyes and looked towards the fairy pond, which was filled with chaos.
However, he had a keen sense of consciousness and noticed that there seemed to be a sharp energy dormant there. Although there was no hostility coming from it, it was unusual.
Although Huaxian Pond attracted the attention of several people, they had to turn their attention to the other side at the moment.
Opposite the Huaxian Pond is an ancient cave at the root of Dayue Mountain. Dragon energy steams out, and the most holy spirit circulates the power of the twelfth yin.
However, at this moment, this fairy land where yin and yang are balanced is being invaded by uninvited guests.
The void opened and a raging underworld surged. The auras of death and underworld gathered into a black cloud, shrouding the area of the Dragon Cave.
The previous scoldings naturally came from it.
Just as the voice said, he came from the underworld and is a transcendent force that has endured hundreds of thousands of years of immortality and still exists even after the collapse of heaven in the final years of mythology.
The ancient legend that the underworld is the home of all souls is by no means false. They overlook the human world, and wherever they go, all creatures of all races will avoid it.
However, today, he was ignored by three monks who did not seem to be powerful. They even cared about the Immortal Transformation Pond on the other side. The "person" was filled with anger.
As a result, the three of them could sense the evil and cold gaze coming from the dark mist and clouds.
There was no change in the Tianzun Dao Fruit in Zhou Luo's body, indicating that the opponent had not reached the Supreme level and was not something to be afraid of.
"You are from the underworld?" Zhou Luo asked casually.
"Well, since you know that my underworld is here to do business, why don't you leave quickly, otherwise, you will have no peace after your death"
The existence in the black cloud is extremely arrogant. Even if there was no fear on Zhou Luo's face in front of him, he was not worried.
If I am not arrogant to the extreme, I am absolutely dependent on him.
On the other side, Zhou Luo couldn't help but be speechless when he heard these words, and at the same time glanced at Duan De beside him.
Haha, let alone Taofa Tianzun, this is a genuine ancestor of the underworld, how dare you be so arrogant?
"When did the underworld become interested in dragon veins? Who sent you? Is it the Tongtian Mingbao or the prison-suppressing treasure?" Zhou Luo didn't care about the other party's warning and continued to ask.
"You"
Hearing the other party casually mention the names of the two supreme beings behind the underworld, the being in the dark cloud couldn't help but feel frightened, but then he thought of his own reliance and regained confidence. Full.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Don't delay my work in the underworld."
Compared with before, the man's tone was obviously softened, but he still looked like he was talking. A high-spirited look.
"I have given you the opportunity, but you are still unwilling to seize it. It's a pity."
Zhou Luo said no more, and immediately stretched out his palm and grabbed the dark cloud.
"Arrogant" the man exclaimed, and at the same time he felt the huge palm like a sacred mountain, and he had no power to resist
"War Slave"
As the man's frightened voice fell, another breath surged out that seemed to tear the universe apart and collapse all the worlds. If it appeared in the outside world, it would definitely make all races of living beings wail.
"Peng"
The jade palm connected with the war slave in the man's mouth, and there was a roar like a cosmic explosion. Chaos energy surged, crushing the underworld and the underworld in the void. Cloudy.
Zhou Luo couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face. Even though he was just throwing a random blow, he probably would have to be close to the level of beings like Chuanying and Ning Fei to take it. He couldn't help but be curious.
When the chaotic smoke and dust dissipated, what appeared in front of Zhou Luo was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair.
He is tall and has an ordinary appearance. Although his eyes lack sparkle, he still has a kind of power, as if he can break the sky and ask for immortality at any time.
Zhou Luo noticed that the man's body was covered with magical needles made of red gold made of phoenix blood.
Duan De blurted out "Nether Phoenix Blood Wood" with horror in his tone
"This is some kind of rare sacred tree controlled by the underworld, which is specially used by them to restrict powerful people. Zhan Slave, this is definitely a famous and powerful person in history."
The second half of Duan De's words was naturally meant for Zhou Luo, reminding him to be cautious.
As the ruler of the underworld for a certain period of time, Zhou Luo naturally recognized this sacred tree at a glance, but did not take it to heart.
At this moment, his eyes fell behind the war slave.
There, suspended in the void, was a bronze coffin filled with the aura of death. The Yin spirit in it was only about the fifth or sixth level of the Quasi-Emperor, so it was not something to be afraid of.
What really caught Zhou Luo's attention was that underneath the coffin, a divine bow was blooming with immortal light. It was so powerful that it completely suppressed a certain existence in the dragon cave.
"Corpse Emperor." Zhou Luo said calmly.
The divine bow in front of me is undoubtedly the ultimate weapon of the Corpse Emperor. If I think of the legendary "Underworld Emperor" who has been sitting for ten thousand years, I am afraid that person is the Corpse Emperor.
The being in the coffin came here with his imperial soldiers, and even brought with him a war slave who was at least the quasi-emperor of the ninth level. He was obviously ordered by the Corpse Emperor and had a big plan. .
"Hey, now that you have recognized my master, why don't you retreat quickly."
Seeing Zhou Luo tell his origin in one sentence, the man was not surprised but happy.
His master is a supreme and invincible emperor, no one is afraid of him, no one is disrespectful to him
"So what about the Corpse Emperor? It's not like I haven't seen him before and suppressed him again today." So what does it matter to the imperial soldiers?"
Zhou Luo was unmoved and struck out with another palm.
But this time, there was yin and yang chaotic fairy light flowing between his fingers, like an ancient world suppressing it.
"You"
Feeling that aura, the being in the copper coffin was frightened and quickly called the war slave to fight the enemy.
The ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked up to the sky and roared, and immediately stepped forward.
Zhou Luo noticed that with his movements, ripples appeared in the void.
With a divine skill, the cracks in the void crisscrossed like knives from the sky, dividing them into countless spaces, enough to crush any existence.
This kind of law reminds him of a certain being in later generations who is also good at the way of space, but his performance is slightly different.
Unfortunately, he met Zhou Luo.
Like the jade palm pressed down by the sacred mountain, all the ripples are smoothed out wherever it passes.
When he came into contact with the body of the war slave again, the latter was instantly knocked away and smashed into the chaos of the void.
If Zhou Luo hadn't kept his hand, I'm afraid it would have been lost in nothingness.
On the other side, the Yin spirits who lost their war slaves hurriedly summoned the corpse emperor's divine bow, injecting divine energy desperately, just to wake up the sleeping gods, hoping that the fully revived imperial soldiers could Save his life.
"Boom"
As if the heaven and earth were created, a thunderous roar came from the divine bow, and a huge figure shaped like a lake appeared behind it.
That is the Corpse Emperor, and he is also the god in the divine bow. They both look the same.
However, before the Yin spirit in the bronze coffin could be happy for a long time, the jade palm that resembled the sky was pressed against it.
Feeling that the supreme majesty was offended, Shen Gong fought hard to resist, and finally struck a blow from the imperial way.
"Poof"
The jade palm was not damaged at all, and he held the divine bow in his palm with his backhand, and the latter immediately let out a cry. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft