The figure was like a pool of autumn water, invading the eternal frost.

The world seemed to be silent, and terrible fluctuations came from the Abyss-like Realm of Infinite Hell.

In an instant, Qin Yu was shocked and vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the depths of this exiled world.

The figure was extremely thin, all of its limbs were penetrated by chains, and its body was covered with runes.

"Sixth Brother!" Wang Qiong was extremely shocked.

The man in front of him is the sixth disciple of the Saint Ancestor, known as the most amazing genius in human history, and his qualifications are even above King Hong Tian.

All the immortals are sad!

It was not the first time Qin Yu heard this name, but it was the first time he felt his horror.

When he reached his level, standing outside the Amitabha Realm, he couldn't help but feel fear and pressure.

This man, who is known as the most powerful man in the world, even surpassed King Hong Tian in the era of great destruction.

Even though King Hong Tian dominated the world and was invincible in the starry sky later, he also said that in today's world, only Wanxianchou can compete with him.

"You come, it means that King Hong Tian is dead."

A cold voice came from the Invula, and there was no joy or anger. Only in the end, the faint sigh seemed to be tracing the grudges and revenge of the past.

"The eldest brother died in the starry sky..." Qin Yu's eyes dim and he murmured.

"So you're here!"

Rumble...

The Invula Hell, which was like an abyss, suddenly vibrated, and it was spinning like a Rubik's Cube. Space was replaced, and countless wailing sounds came from it.

A series of terrible auras rushed out, as if there was a peerless evil hidden inside, and they wanted to escape.

But soon, those auras quickly disappeared and continued to disappear.

"Come here!"

Qin Yu looked at the passage that appeared in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped on it.

He went deeper along the ancient road, and the stars around him kept passing by like falling.

Here, time is like a long river of rolling, and you can see many images, bizarre.

After a while, Qin Yu finally came to an end.

In front of me, a blue planet appeared, very much like the earth.

But above this planet, there is a desolate area with no signs of life.

Qin Yu looked through and saw a figure trapped on the top of the highest mountain.

All the immortals are sad!

White clothes are better than snow, and their charm is extraordinary. Even if they are trapped in prison, their aura is still domineering, just like his name.

Unrivaled as high as the sky, and when you see the white clothes, you will be sad!

In the era of great destruction, before King Hong Tian rose, this man's reputation was almost comparable to that of the Saint Ancestor, and countless masters of the Void Clan died at his hands.

Even the Holy Ancestor said that if humans really come to the last step, if King Hong Tian really dies in battle, he will come to the Wujian Zhuo to find the sorrow of all immortals.

"Sixth Senior Brother!" Qin Yu said softly.

"King Hong Tian is dead!" Wan Xianchou didn't raise his head. His long hair was disheveled, and he didn't know how long he was imprisoned here, murmured and repeated this sentence.

It seems that he has a deep obsession with King Hong Tian.

"He is dead!" Qin Yu replied again.

"The starry sky is lonely, and there will be no opponent again." Wan Xianchou sighed, looking extremely lonely, and the sadness of Dandan appeared in his vicissitudes.

Just one sentence shows his confidence in the world.

When King Hong Tian was not here, the world was vast, so he became invincible.

"That man... seeks benevolence and gets kindness..." Wan Xianchou said indifferently.

Reminiscence appeared in his eyes, and time seemed to have returned to the earth at once, before the great destruction came.

He knew that man as early as that time.

In the words of the earth, Wan Xianchou was a cynical rich second generation at that time. As for King Hong Tian...

Wan Xianchou suddenly laughed!

"What a pity... you just left like this... no one can play with me anymore." Wan Xianchou kept talking to himself like a mad demon, sometimes sad and sometimes laughing.

His emotions were as powerful as the sky, constantly conveying to the surroundings.

The whole planet was trembling, and even the realm of Invula was rolling.

Countless wailing sounds came from all directions, as if they were extremely afraid of this man.

"Xuwu was defeated. Since he used his life to block the ancestor, why did you still come here?" Wan Xianchou said suddenly.

"Sixth Brother, indeed, knows everything." Qin Yu frowned slightly.

I have to say that the sorrow of the immortals is very mysterious. Even though he is trapped in the realm of the Invincible Emperor, he is very familiar with the outside world.

"You want to drive away the Void Clan!?"

Wan Xianchou suddenly raised his head, and an unprecedented light burst out from his eyes, just like a sword, until his heart.

"The Xuwu Clan has lived too long." Qin Yu said in a deep voice.

He did not hide his ambitions at all.

Over the years, humans on Earth have been going on one after another. I don’t know how many masters have been ruined. The heroes have come to an end, and thousands of creatures have all turned into corpses. The road has come to this point. How could he give up halfway and not finish it?

In this life, Qin Yu will definitely kill the Xuwu clan and completely solve the hidden dangers.

"Your courage is too great!" Wan Xianchou shook his head and said, "Even King Hong Tian, ​​he does not have the ambitions like you."

"I will never leave trouble to future generations." Qin Yu said in a deep voice.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Now, how many people are left in the Void Clan?

The ancestor was sealed, chaos, disaster, and the three great kings of the Doomsday were just surviving and paying a huge price. Qin Yu could still give them time to recuperate, wait for a complete recovery, start a war again, and destroy the human home?

If you can tolerate this, it would be a joke.

As he spoke, Wan Xianchou raised his hand and the mountain in front of him suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge cage.

The cage is held up by countless tentacles extending from the depths of the earth, and a figure is locked inside.

It was a human, whose limbs had been cut off, and only one was driven away, and he was too thin, as if his skin was extremely weak.

"This is..." Qin Yu's eyebrows pounded and he felt a familiar aura.

"The Heavenly Punishment King!?"

This is clearly the aura of the Heavenly Punishment Lord, but the Heavenly Punishment Lord in this life has long been killed by Qin Yu.

The broken man in front of me should be the previous generation of Heavenly Punishment King.

In the era of great destruction, the four great kings of the Void Clan, only the Heavenly Punishment King was captured alive by humans and suppressed in the realm of the Invincible Prison.

Click...

At this moment, Wan Xianchou took out a piece of air-dried jerky from somewhere and put it in his mouth to chew it.

"Cause? The jerky meat from the Heavenly Punishment Lord tastes pretty good." Wan Xianchou said suddenly.

Qin Yu's face couldn't help but tremble, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

The sorrow of thousands of immortals at this moment is different from the moment, with a sense of primitiveness, wildness and madness.

Suddenly, a movement came from the cage.

The previous generation of the Heavenly Punishment King woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sorrow of all immortals, with fear in his eyes.

However, the next moment, the shouts he made Qin Yu's scalp completely explode.
Chapter completed!