A faint and cold eyes appeared in the sky, and a hint of pain appeared. Unwilling to let go. Everyone heard another roar in their ears, but there was no terrifying power. The rest was just despair, and they disappeared like this.

The world was silent, and there were blood on the pale faces, the mouth, nose, and seven orifices of the mouth, and the eyes were filled with horror.

The shadow of the abyss appeared too fast and expanded in a blink of an eye. It covered it with the altar. No one saw its origin. It came from Qin Yu's body.

So now all eyes gathered on the altar, and everyone subconsciously thoughts arose in their minds. What happened?

But two eyes are exceptions.

When the eldest brother looked at Qin Yu, he did not recognize his identity, but now he felt a sense of inexplicable aura in himself, as if he was facing the world, as if he was looking at the endless sea, and when he followed his teacher many years ago, he had it.

Of course, now it is only a little, very few, and it cannot be compared with the terrifying nature of the mind, as blank and thoughts as almost static. But even if there are fewer, it will still exist. The elder brother is sure that his perception is correct, which means different levels.

Who is this person? Could it be that the master is the master? But the teacher once said that the master cannot escape the world because of great struggles and will not easily interfere in the world... But more importantly, he seems to have a relationship with Taoyuan?

The second look came from Lei Xiaoyu. She was the only one here who felt the change of Qin Yu's aura, so although now, the eyes look the same as everyone else, the focus is different.

Because her intuition told her that the terrifying eyes that suddenly appeared and disappeared in the sky, although it gave people the feeling of being locked on the black altar, its real target was the man not far from the altar!

A trace of chill surged out from the bottom of her heart, and then turned into a little fear. She could resist the giant eyes of the sky, without any damage. What kind of strength is needed? Think deeply about it, the darkness that just broke out came from this person... If she had not chosen to wait and see before, but tried to do something, she might have been swallowed in one bite, and then there would be nothing?

...

Inside the altar, its eyes were still empty, and the light released by its scales on its body had become very dim due to its significant loss of power.

"Time is fate!" A sigh came from its mouth, and it was unwilling to accept the depressedness, but it was still calm.

He paused and said, "Can you fight?"

"I can't fight, most of the strength is taken away. Even if you and I join forces, they will probably lose."

He said: "That's it?"

He said again: "Of course not, so I will give this strength to him for the time being, and I will find an opportunity to retake it in the future."

"You and I still have a chance?"

"Be patient, there will always be opportunities."

After a moment of silence, it looked up and looked at the altar that was imprisoned to this day. There was a hint of sorrow in its voice. "A long torment as for today, I saw that I had the opportunity to get out of trouble, and finally all my plans failed and made others' wedding dresses. It was sad and lamentable. How unfair and cruel this world is!"

...

"You won." A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Yu's mind. He was now in a mixed transformation. His mind trembled slightly and woke up. He immediately understood who the sound came from.

"It's just a coincidence. It's not my intention to take away your fortune in this life, but it's useless to explain things at this point. I will give you a pleasure."

With a slight pause, the voice sounded again, "I originally thought that you would try to recruit, and just be so confident that you can completely kill me? After all, I was born here, and in terms of control of its power, I must be stronger than you."

Qin Yu said: "What you said is right, but the general trend lies with me."

Even though the innate spiritual corpse contains power like mountains and seas, and the body of rules is broken before it is established, and the "Old Turtle Stone Tower" is also used to help absorb it, most of the power is controlled by Qin Yu, and even if there is still left, it cannot cause storms.

This is the general trend!

The voice sighed softly, "You are right, so I lose. Of course, the loser will have to bear the consequences, let alone the ones I personally make."

"I didn't want to do anything, but you spoke too directly, completely disregarding my sad and helpless heart, so I'd leave you with some trouble before leaving." Speaking of this, my voice suddenly became calm, "Let's keep this power in your hands for the time being, and I will get it back in the future."

Just as Qin Yu frowned secretly and tried to do something, the sound disappeared.

...

Click

Click

The low sound of rupture with a heavy breath broke the silence between heaven and earth, and attracted everyone's eyes. After a brief pause, their eyes widened, and then showed vibration and heat. Because at this moment, the black altar that silently sat in front of everyone suddenly began to break.

It must be the reason for the terrifying eye that appeared in the sky just now! Could it be that the sealed object in the altar is about to come into being? The so-called treasures of heaven and earth all have their own spirituality, perhaps now they are, and they sense the destined person.

I just don’t know who this person is? No matter how hard I try and try to maintain calmness, I can’t help but wonder, would it be me? Then my heartbeats suddenly faster, I just feel dry mouth and my eyes turn red and I can’t even notice it.

The black fragments fell off from the altar and did not touch the ground with a loud noise. Instead, they broke and dissipated like bubbles at the moment of falling off. So its huge body, after countless years, reappeared in the world and appeared in front of everyone.

The red scales, like the purest and most quality crystal in the world, are carefully polished and carved, covering the surface of its winding body, exuding smoothness and nature everywhere, as if it should be like this, or whatever it looks like, it will give people this feeling of incomparable harmony. The chest and abdomen are constantly rising and falling, and they are still breathing, as if they will open their eyes the next moment.

It is not a giant dragon, because it has no feet under its belly and no horns on its head, so it should be a snake, a big snake. If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, it would be hard for everyone to imagine that there was still exist in this world. It is so beautiful and majestic that it makes people feel awe and feel that it is extremely humble. Even if the dragon is by its side, it is like the inconspicuous stars under the light when the moon is in the middle of the sky, it cannot be compared with it.

The breathing suddenly stopped, then suddenly became heavier, and the chest quickly undulated, making a sound like a broken bellows. Seeing the scene in front of you clearly, everyone quickly ignored it and appreciated the beauty and dignity of this big snake, because a thick and gorgeous ribbon is now connected to the unconscious man not far from the big snake and the altar.

It did not appear suddenly, but was exposed to everyone's eyes as the altar broke, as if it had broken some seal. In other words, this thick and gorgeous ribbon probably appeared when he was placed in front of the altar. And they were confused and ignorant, like a fool, watching all this happen under their eyes, but did nothing.

Because what constitutes this heavy and gorgeous ribbon is a pure and powerful energy that is so abundant that it makes people's hearts tremble. It is not excitement, it is anger or heartache, it is a terrifying murderous intent that is extremely strong and almost condensed into substance.

Thieves, this damn, bold thief, he stole something that belonged to me!

Although I don’t know that as the altar breaks, what appears in front of me is a legendary innate spirit, when the eyes really fall on it, everyone can feel the desire that bursts deep in the soul, and there is an impulse that is almost impossible to hold back. Get it at all costs. As long as you succeed, you can realize all your ambitions!

Therefore, when the first thing was to fall, the big snake in front of him became everyone, and they all believed that it must be their own thing, and whoever touched would die! And now, not only someone moved, but also moved for a long time, and it was under their noses. The torture of anger and regret made everyone's eyes turn redder at this moment.

Ye Xing is probably the redest one in everyone's eyes. It is not only because the path of killing and seeking the way he took is easily influenced by the outside world, but also because he has a great ambition.

As the most famous young genius practitioner in the Holy Land of the Netherworld, everyone has seen his brilliant or cruel and tyrannical side, but few people know that Ye Xing’s mother is just the most humble slave prostitute in the Holy Land of the Netherworld.

The so-called slave prostitute is a female cultivator who is in the expansion of the Netherworld Holy Land. She arrested the female cultivator in the disobedient or hostile forces. After sealing her cultivation, she is allowed to be enjoyed by the practitioners of the Holy Land for rampant enjoyment. The ending is often extremely miserable.

No one knew what happened. The Saint of Netherworld was actually infected with a most humble slave prostitute. What is even more unimaginable is that she actually got pregnant and gave birth to a boy.

Before the age of ten, the boy had no name. He watched his mother be rubbed and killed by three tyrannical night soldiers, and then he went crazy. The blood was all blood, red and warm, and they covered the earth and soaked the boy's whole body.

When he woke up again, he had his own name. He was Ye Xing, the legitimate son recognized by the Netherworld Saint. He became a respected existence in the holy land. No one dared to call him a bastard, and no one dared to punch and kick him. His cultivation talent was amazing, and he rose rapidly with flying speed. He eventually became famous in the Holy Dao Circle and became the Netherworld Night Walk that the world respected and feared.

Thirty years later, Ye Xing became the commander of the Nether Night Army. One night of riots were cleared internally, and more than one million were killed or injured in the company. The piles of people became mountains. It is said that one hundred and seventy-two Night Army captains were taken into the dungeon, and the howling lasted for a whole month. One month later Ye Xing walked out of the dungeon, which is still a place in the Nether Holy Land, a place that makes people feel terrified.

Under the glory, there is a twisted and soul. Ye Xing vowed that he would become the most powerful person in the world, stronger than his so-called father! But the stronger he becomes, the more he can clearly see how terrifying the difficulty of realizing this ambition is.

Before entering the Lost Garden, although I made a lot of preparations at night, I never expected that a scene would appear in front of me.

When the four words "Innate Spirit" jumped into his mind, all his concerns and forbearance were torn to pieces. He fell into a violent mind, and now only the last thought left to seize the corpse of this spirit snake, and all his ambitions could be realized!

Therefore, he is willing to do anything.

boom

The rich blood light suddenly erupted from Ye Xing's body and soared into the sky for more than a hundred feet, like a ball of burning blood flames. Then, in this blood flame, a phantom appeared, a cold, violent, and terrifying aura that made people terrified, swept through the phantom!

He turned around, faced everyone, faced their disbelief and angry eyes, and roared in his mouth, "It's mine, who dares to step forward and die!"

With just one sentence and the phantom that released the terrifying aura, of course it was impossible to scare everyone away, especially the current situation. The moment his voice fell, three people stepped forward at the same time, "Your Nether Ye Xing, don't be too much..." The first person who spoke was only halfway through his words, Ye Xing took action. He raised his hand and grabbed it forward, and the phantom of the blood flames above his head moved with it.

Bang

Bang

Bang

Three big and good heads burst instantly, red and white objects splattered everywhere, and sticky plasma ejaculated from the headless neck, like three blood fountains that suddenly cracked.

Such a terrifying scene shocked everyone in their hearts, and their faces changed wildly after subconsciously.

Ye Xing's red eyes slowly swept across everyone, "I said, who dares to step forward and die!"

Crazy, he is crazy!

Even if three people were killed in one blow, everyone still looked at Ye Xing, as if they were looking at him, a complete madman. Not to mention everyone, just the senior brother of Taoyuan and the prince of the Heavenly Palace here would never be able to watch him occupy the snake corpse alone.

Trying to challenge everyone with one's own strength is definitely seeking death. But beyond everyone's expectations, in the silence, the senior brother of Taoyuan and the prince of the Heavenly Palace both frowned and did not move. Their eyes seemed to be falling on the bloody flames above Ye Xing's head, and the phantom of a hundred feet was on the phantom.

This made everyone's heart tremble. Could it be that there was something wrong with this phantom? It made both of them feel so afraid.

The eldest brother suddenly bowed and said, "Disciple of Taoyuan, pay homage to the Netherworld Saint!"

The prince of the Heavenly Palace exhaled, "The Heavenly Palace is imaginary, pay homage to the Netherworld Saint!"

In the blood flame, the phantom opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said lightly: "You two juniors have good eyesight."

This sentence is equivalent to admitting this matter. Everyone's eyes widened and rounded, and the first thought was absolutely impossible. There is no holy way in the garden of Lost... This is not just a sentence. It has been tried many times over the years, but no one has succeeded.

But now, in full view of everyone, they saw with their own eyes that the Netherworld Saint actually came. No wonder the first disciple of Taoyuan and the Prince of Heavenly Palace remained silent about what Ye Xing did.

How could this happen? Has the Netherworld already found a way to break the iron law of Lost Garden? If this is true... everyone's hearts sank, and their eyes showed unwillingness. No matter how many people there are, how can they compete with Ye Xing? After all, even if the power of the true saint is just a projection, it is definitely not comparable to those of them, the little practitioners who do not enter the holy path.

But soon, as the Netherworld Saint spoke, they discovered that today's things did not seem to be what they thought.

In the blood flame, the phantom of the Netherworld Saint lowered his head and his eyes fell on Ye Xing. It was hard to describe his eyes, anger, surprise, and even a hint of appreciation. He was extremely complicated and mixed and intertwined. After a little silence, he spoke again, "Ye Xing, you have such courage and good means, and you deserve to be my son."

The man with red eyes at night has calmed down now, but this calmness gives people a more terrifying feeling, just like a gambler who has been betting on everything, and he has no need to be afraid or awe.

He bowed slightly, "Thank you for your praise."

The Netherworld Saint said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Ye Xing stood up, "Successful, my father can't kill me, but I will die here if I fail, and my father can't kill me either. Why are you afraid?"

"Hahaha, very good, very good! If you really succeed, you will inherit the Holy Land of the Netherworld in the future."

If you succeed, you may fail. He didn't say this result, but Ye Xing knew it in his heart.

It is very difficult to commit suicide in front of the saint. The free and easy thing mentioned before may not be successful. The result is highly likely... If it fails, he will die in a very miserable way.

After all, it is not just once or twice that the saint of Netherworld killed his son and took the precedent of the great way of murderous intentions.

But now, since he has taken this step, he can no longer look back.
Chapter completed!