The strongest world crossing

Seeing this, the Nether Ghost King standing in the void, holding a yellow paper umbrella, chuckled, "This kid!"

"Boom"

Beiyu started to tremble like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, riddled with holes, and the shattered Black Soul Stone began to heal again, but the healing speed was much slower than before.

And if you look carefully, you will find that the Black Soul Stone, which was originally named because it is as black as ink, is not so black.

It is no longer the kind of black that can absorb the light, it seems to be a little more transparent

It took more than twice as long as before, and the Nether Northern Territory finally returned to its previous appearance, but the difference is that the time for gathering the ghost soldiers this time has been more than ten times longer than before!

Could it be that the resentment of the Black Soul Stone was consumed too much, and it was no longer able to gather ghost soldiers?

Then in the next moment, a terrifying scene appeared in the Nether Northern Territory.

Endless resentment erupted, entangled, and condensed.

Two pitch-black horns, a head with a bone mask, and a body like an ancient beast.

Looking at the gigantic beasts that are tens of feet high and the number is still unknown, each of them exudes an aura that is no less than that of a ghost king.

Standing outside the border of the Northern Territory to watch the excitement, the ghost generals and soldiers trembled, and the ghost soldiers who regarded them as treasures in their hands fell to the ground without knowing it.

One by one raised their heads with difficulty, opened their mouths silently, and looked at the mace that was ten times larger than their entire body, so shocked that they didn't know what to do or what to think.

"Roar"

The giant beast roared, spraying out bursts of black mist from its nostrils. In the borderlands, those who touched the black mist, no matter ghost generals or ghost orthodox soldiers, would disperse with the black mist before they could even scream.

"run away"

Countless ghosts of the netherworld who gathered in the borderlands to watch the excitement fled here at high speed.

Although they really want to know which great immortal descended and tossed the Black Soul Northern Territory into such a state, their lives are the most important thing.

The Nether Ghost King raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and chuckled, and said, "Is there a good show to watch?"

"Although this kid's magic power is exhausted and his sword intent is weak, there is a grass in his heart that will not bow to the wind and rain."

"It's better to pass the chance that this seat sent you, if you can't pass it, then stay and be my husband, let this seat feel what love is."

However, Ye Zhen has already entered the state of forgetting things and me at this time, and he is ignorant of everything that is happening in the outside world. There are only endless swords and a door standing in the void, waiting to be opened by him.

Looking at the bronze gate in front of him, Ye Zhen stopped and stood, the anger on his face gradually subsided, and finally turned into calm, his eyes showed yearning, as if the gate in front of him was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen, who was obsessed with the beautiful scenery in front of him, suddenly closed his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if you want to be more beautiful, you have to keep it in your memory"

No one knew what Ye Zhen saw, only a tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye, as if he was saddened by the scene that was about to be shattered.

Opening his eyes again, his face had returned to calm, he raised his right hand, and pushed towards the door without hesitation, smashing the endless beauty with his own hands.

"Boom"

The door was open, and one step in, the Xu Xu breeze was blowing on his face. Ye Zhen found that although the scenery behind the door was not beautiful, it was true, just like his heart.

My way of swords cuts through all falsehoods, the truth is the most beautiful scenery, even if the real scenery is hell.

"Buzz!"

An ancient and eternal sword cry sounded in his heart, Ye Zhen smiled even more, but sat cross-legged on the cliff, overlooking the hell that was about to be torn apart by the sword heart, and the picturesque world will be presented in the future.

In the Nether North Territory, endless behemoths are galloping towards the center, and the black soul land under their feet seems to have consumed a lot in order to gather these behemoths, and it has turned from black to gray.

This kind of behavior is unwise in anyone's eyes. If the giant beasts galloping across the entire Northern Territory are condensed into one thing, even if Ye Zhen can kill them, it will take a lot of effort.

But Ye Zhen's mana was exhausted at this time, and he sat cross-legged on the ground with a sluggish sword intent. Not to mention facing all the giant beasts, he was afraid that just one could kill Ye Zhen.

However, the Nether Ghost King put down his little hand, "It seems that I have underestimated you."

"dong dong"

The earth trembled, and the giant beasts ran wildly, crushing the ground, and the dozens of giant beasts closest to Ye Zhen jumped high.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, the giant hammer in the claws hit Ye Zhen's head, even including the surrounding hundreds of feet of land, and smashed down with boundless power.

The Nether Land is known as the indestructible Black Soul Northern Territory, but today is the worst in thousands of years. It has been broken countless times. This indestructible name may never exist again in the future.

"choke!"

A faint sound of sword ming resounded throughout the Netherworld.

There is no sharp feeling, it should be said that there is no feeling.

Throwing dozens of giant hammers at Ye Zhen paused in the air, and the hammer wind, which was originally stronger than Fenglei, swayed Ye Zhen's long hair over his shoulders like a spring breeze.

Ye Zhen smiled, opened his eyes, looked up at the dark sky, a light pink color broke through the sky, and the light pink light slowly extended towards Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen stood up, the hem of his clothes fluttering, and he put his hands behind his back.

What is shocking is that the giant beast that was originally extremely fierce and exuding infinite resentment began to retreat slowly.

"boom"

At the border, the people in the netherworld who started to watch the excitement again found that the endless giant beast actually knelt down.

Even with the effort of breathing, it began to dissipate into black mist, slowly drifting towards the sky.

Pull Zhixin out of the Black Soul Stone and hold it in front of his eyes, stroking every inch of the sword with his fingers at a very slow speed.

Ding Zhixin's sword tip touched the land of the Northern Territory again, and Ye Zhen put his hands on the tail of the sword like this.

But different from before, this time, there is no fierce power and raging sword energy.

However, the Nether Northern Territory covered by the Black Soul Stone is still the same as before, full of resentment, and continues to gather resentment ghost soldiers, as if they are going to fight Ye Zhen to the end.

And this time the Black Soul Land seemed to be smarter once, accumulating ten thousand years of resentment, even if it didn't win much, it still made people desperate, and this time, it wasn't looking for numbers.

The speed was very fast, and a "Ye Zhen" who looked exactly like Ye Zhen, even in attire and even the Zhixin sword in his hand, came out.

After this "Ye Zhen" was condensed and formed, the "confidant" in his hand raised his hand high, and stabbed at Ye Zhen's eyebrows with the might of piercing the world.

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