The Jiuquan Realm of Fengdu was evolved by Zhu Yin and the Six Nether Kings who joined forces and sacrificed the other three of the Nine Treasures of the Netherworld, so that the Jiuquan Realm of Fengdu was successfully manifested.

In fact, the Jiuquan Realm of Fengdu is the Netherworld of the Jiuzhou Realm. However, compared with the Netherworld that is already being perfected in the prehistoric world, the Jiuquan Realm of today is only a rough embryo. Although it can also be responsible for the death of all living beings, but

But it is far from being able to run reincarnation.

But even so, the Fengdu Jiuquan Realm is equivalent to one-third of the larger world, and is no worse than the Huangquan Kingdom before the destruction of Gao Tianyuan World.

And the great power of the entire Fengdu Jiuquan Realm is blessed by the Yinshan King, White Bone King and other Netherworld Six Kings, which is enough to allow the Netherworld Six Kings to temporarily cross the chasm between the Taiyi realm and the Daluo realm at this time, and all step into the great world.

Luo realm!

"If you want to cause a catastrophe in our Jiuzhou realm, then the five of you must first turn into the first ash of this catastrophe." The Huangquan Fengshen Banner Juancheng big gun in his hand buzzed and trembled, and the Yinshan Ghost King weighed heavily.

The ghostly aura was strong, and the big gun in his hand vibrated, and thousands of flowers were vigorous and strange, as if the spear flowers aimed at the true soul of the common people had been pierced, and the Xuanbi Dachi in the hand of God Kagutsuchi expanded violently.

Endless firelight entangled with ghost energy, Kagutu God used all his strength to explode with power that was not inferior to King Yinshan. The Xuanpi Tai sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, and as aggressive as flames, powerful

He smashed countless ghost air gun flowers into pieces, and launched the most dangerous close combat with King Yinshan.

The big spear is long and straight, with ghostly auras like pythons and dragons, penetrating the divine light of fire; and the destructive fire that was born when the world was destroyed on the Xuanbi Taidao also burned all the ghosts that were close to Kagutsuchi God.

Qi, and a black sea of ​​fire burning like a sunken world, melting the pale divine light around King Yinshan that could directly disintegrate Yuanling.

Boom! Boom!

Two javelins entwined with blazing thunder light were projected from a distance, locking the Yinshan King who was fighting with Kagutu God. However, halfway, there was an exaggeratedly huge gray-white stone ax blocking the air in the void, comparable to a city wall.

The thick stone ax remained motionless, relying only on its extremely rigid treasure body to cause the two thunder spears to collapse and spill out into streams of pure divine power.

The black water around him was rippling. The ghost king, who was wearing a black robe depicting the veins of the Styx, easily put the gray-white stone ax on his shoulders. A pair of black and white eyes looked at the thunder god Jianyu who was surrounded by thunder around him. His figure was immature.

It looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, King Styx, holding high the Nether Spring Destruction Axe, which was three times larger than himself, and walked step by step towards Jianyu Thundergod.

"You seem to be the strongest among the five of you. Let's take action."

There was no emotion in the indifferent words, but it was precisely this that made Jianyu Leishen feel a touch of anger, as if the young ghost king in front of him didn't care about him at all.

In the surroundings, the remaining four ghost kings looked at the Styx King who took action, with smiles on their faces. If the Styx King took action, Jianyu Lei Shen would have absolutely no chance of survival.

The King of Styx has a very special status among the six kings of the Netherworld. He himself was transformed by the will of the first River Styx in the ancient Netherworld, and the River Styx is the most important cornerstone of the Netherworld, second only to reincarnation.

Therefore, the King of Styx is an innate saint born in heaven and earth, and it is also a top-level saint. In addition to the Nine Netherworld Treasures of the Nether Spring Destruction Ax currently held in his hand, there is also an accompanying top-level spiritual treasure, Yin.

Underworld Knife.

In addition, the King of Styx opened up the 'Styx Avenue', completely integrating his sacred body with the Styx in the prehistoric Nether World, abandoning his body and turning it into one of the subsidiary avenues of the Nether World. His cultivation has long been

Reached the realm of Daluo Taojun.

The King of Styx who appears in the Jiuquan Realm now is the distraction of the King of Styx in the Netherworld. He is an innate god born with the help of the first Nether Spring born in the Jiuquan Realm of Fengdu, so he needs to use the Ten Grounds.

Only the Yin Ming Jiuquan Formation can raise the cultivation level of this clone to Daluo Jinxian.

But even so, with the blessing of the original will of the prehistoric world, the avatar of the King of Styx is powerful enough to fight against the ordinary Daluo Daojun. It is not only a sure shot against the Jianyu Thunder God, but at least it will not fail.

The giant ax in his hand was chopped down. It was simple and unpretentious, but the light of the ax contained the endless cold and cold breath of Styx, but it smashed dozens of thunder javelins one after another.

The seemingly immature boy's steps were erratic, and he arrived in front of Jianyu Thundergod in an instant. The giant ax in his hand swept across, completely ignoring the attacks from the four Da Luo gods in front of him, and as if he was killing the four gods in front of him.

They all flew away.

The dark golden five thunder fingers on his right hand cracked and exploded. The Jianyu Thunder God's five fingers clenched hard, and the dazzling thunder light tore apart the Styx breath pouring in front of him. Endless thunder jumped around the body. The Jianyu Thunder God's face was cold, and the five

The five-color lightning of water, fire, wind, thunder, and earth entangled on the lightning finger, turning into five three-foot sharp claws like hooks, ruthlessly tearing apart the King of Styx who was holding an ax in front of him to strike down.

Sizzle!

The dazzling sparks burst, and the huge ax in the hand of the Styx King was blocked in front of him. The dazzling lightning flashed, and five faint traces were drawn on the Youquan Destruction Ax.

Behind the giant axe, King Styx looked indifferent. With a flick of his wrist, the gray-white giant ax of destruction erupted with terrifying force like a torrential river, throwing away the Jianyu Thunder God who kept stabbing the giant ax in front of him.

"It's a good spiritual treasure. It can be used to protect this clone of mine." He said casually, and the giant ax in the hand of King Styx fell instantly. When the void was broken, a dark and deep water light surged down and was drowned.

In the empty void, the surging black river turned into ten thousand feet in an instant. As the river rolled, it swallowed up all the thunder that exploded around Jianyu Thundergod.

"Although my River Styx is far inferior to the original River Styx in the prehistoric world, it is also the first River Styx born in the Jiuquan World of Fengdu. With your strength, you are enough to become the first undead bound by the River Styx.

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Endless five-color lightning blasted out from around him, and the brilliant thunder crashed down, but it only made a few waves in the dark River Styx, like the water of the abyss, and all the lightning that entered the sky above the River Styx seemed to have broken wings.

The flying bird fell directly into the black river and was swallowed up by the deep water.

"Isn't this world prehistoric?!"

With a slightly embarrassed figure dodging the water of the Styx, Jianyu Thundergod noticed the words "Kyushu Realm" in the Styx King's mouth, and his expression changed slightly.

"Of course it's not the prehistoric world. This is the Kyushu Realm, which is considered the first attached world in the prehistoric world." Looking at the ugly-looking Jianyu Thunder God, King Styx said lightly.

"Don't be so angry. In fact, it's good for you. At least you can understand who killed you. If it were in the ancient world, I'm afraid you would have been bombarded to pieces before your feet even touched the ground."

The cold words were filled with cold murderous intent, making Jianyu Thunder God's face extremely gloomy. He didn't believe the Jianyu Thunder God that King Styx said at all. He had never seen Jianyu Thunder God in other worlds, and it was impossible to imagine that he was still alive.

There is a terrifying world like the prehistoric world, where there are nearly ten Hunyuan Supreme Beings.

On the other side, Feng Yun Ye God, Wang Xiang Goddess, and Kozinyan God also took action respectively, and started fighting with King Youdu with the pagoda towering behind him, the Bone King holding the Blood Shadow Scythe, and the black body, red hair, and green eyes Rakshasa King.

Fierce fighting.

Thirty-six crystal water drops fell from Jinyu Bi, causing ripples in the dark void. However, when the water drops fell, a pagoda that evolved into the Qingming Tianyu appeared, and the brilliant shadows of the sun and moon appeared on the pagoda.

, silently, all thirty-six water droplets were evaporated, and only wisps of hot water vapor escaped, making the delicate face of the goddess of death instantly pale.

"Although we can achieve the realm of Daluo with the help of Jiuquan Realm, this does not mean that our combat power is only Daluo. In this Jiuquan Realm, we are destined to control the death of all living beings and confer heads."

King Youdu, who was wearing the robe of the Ghost King and had a handsome face, without any hint of ghostly aura, said lightly. His strange eyes, one black and one white, seemed to be inhabited by the sun and the moon, which caused a sense of restraint in the heart of Goddess Wangxiang.

A constant feeling of fear.

The Dubi Scythe tore through the wind and split the air, cutting out extremely thin threads of the wind, tearing out countless blood marks on the strange ghost of the Rakshasa King, but the Rakshasa King covered in blood seemed to become more dangerous.

Now, there is no trace of any emotion belonging to living things in his green eyes, only a strong desire for killing and destruction.

The red hair on his head was dancing wildly at this moment, and the long hair stained with blood was like countless poisonous snakes wrapped around Rakshasa Maru's body. An exaggerated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The pain on his body actually stimulated the violent murderous desire deep in the Rakshasa King's heart.

After all, the Rakshasa King is not an ordinary ghost body, but the Rakshasa Ghost King who was born from the essence of hundreds of millions of ghost spirits!

The violent bloody murderous aura and the dark ghostly aura blended around him, and accompanied by bursts of laughter, the Rakshasa King stretched out his hook-like nails from the ten fingers of his hands. He jumped out in one step, carrying the strong wind and thunder, and stabbed fiercely with the ten fingers of his hands.

It's better than Kamakami.

A harsh roar sounded, and the cyan divine light on God Kozinyan's right hand was condensed, struggling to block the Rakshasa King who was slowly tearing apart the divine light barrier in front of him. The divine power of his left hand was condensed, and it collided heavily with the Rakshasa King's right hand.

It set off an endless wave of violence.

The Bone King wearing a crown held up the Blood Shadow Scythe, and a series of scarlet light blades passed through the void. The hammer in the hand of Feng Yunye God on the opposite side continued to roar. Every time the sledgehammer hit, isolated islands fell from the void, and

The bloody light blade crushed his body to pieces.

But the Bone King paid no attention to the densely packed isolated islands above. The blood-colored sickle in his hand kept trembling, and the increasingly crimson and dead blades of light hung high like a crescent moon, layer upon layer, as if he was in a ethereal universe where only the moon existed.
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