The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 234 Nether Battle (416 plus monthly ticket)
"The Dao of Heaven can no longer hold on."

Seeing this, Wu Ming's mind is running, which is a matter of course. His refining of the Pure Yang Secret Realm is to cut the origin of the world of ghosts and gods.

It would be better to say that he has been very lenient for being able to bear it until now, and he can patiently wait for him to grow up after the demon clan is disintegrated by him.

It stands to reason that a world at the peak of Tier [-] can support at least dozens of Tier [-]s, and the Pure Yang Secret Realm seems to only assist a few demon kings to reach the level of Seven Tribulations.

But in fact, that is not the case. The Pure Yang Secret Realm itself contains a large amount of solidified pure Yang Qi, and then burns the truth of heaven and earth, which has a kind of immortal quality.

If a pure yang secret realm is torn apart, its source of energy is enough for a third-order to be promoted all the way to the peak of fourth-order.

But that would undoubtedly be killing the chicken and taking the eggs. These innate treasures are enough to accompany a Taoist, and they can be used at the fifth, sixth, or even seventh level.One can imagine how important it is to the world.

Of course ordinary Taoists don't have the ability to crush them.

Being firmly fixed by the supreme mighty force, Wu Ming did not refuse, since he has already accomplished his cultivation and received the gift from the world of ghosts and gods, he naturally has to return the karma.

What's more, he also promised the human race in this world to knock down all the ghosts and monsters, and solve the root cause of the great change in the world.

Rumble!
The sky is pitch-black, and the roots are stretching out their teeth and claws, each of which is as thick as a mountain, entwined with dense blood-red thunder, which is terrifying.

Almost at the moment of Wu Ming's thought, the dark vortex suddenly expanded, he soared into the sky, enveloping the Yuanshi Dojo, looking from below, it seemed that a golden hazy world was unmolded.

Layers upon layers of clear fairyland lifted into the sky, and the phantom of the thousand-foot-large real dragon and white tiger manifested, and the immortal-like Taoist rode away on the dragon and tiger while roaring, and a strangeness spread to the world of ghosts and gods.

Seeing this, everyone realized that this was a battle related to the fate of the world, and immediately shouted respectfully: "I wish the real man a triumphant return!"

In the high latitude, a golden and green star with a dim surface shook, as if a layer of fog had been removed, revealing the real situation inside. A giant pitch-black tree that covered the sky and the sun took root, and a large number of roots protruded to wrap the star.

His roots are wriggling, constantly absorbing nutrients from the stars.

………………

At this time, a large black world was revealed before the eyes, and suddenly the sound of the waves was surging, getting louder and louder, and it turned into the sound of heaven and earth in an instant, which was deafening!
A turbid and yellow Nai River flows from the depths endlessly.

Wu Ming stepped into the Netherworld, and with a thought, he seemed to see another self in a distant land across the infinite space.

Going to be dangerous, he naturally would not have left behind, a clone that is a combination of pure yang thought and immortal essence, once the deity encounters a misfortune, he will immediately teleport away through the Daluo hall.

The remaining green hills are not afraid of lack of firewood.

Of course, the future of doing this is uncertain, and more than half of the true spirits will be torn apart, fearing that there will be no hope of immortality.

So this battle must be won!

While thinking about it, Wu Ming wrapped Yuanshi Dojo and ruthlessly bombarded him in the vast Netherworld.

Rumble!
A golden world squeezed forcefully into the darkness and gloom, falling down with endless mighty power, sweeping across a large area of ​​ghosts and ghosts, turning countless ghosts and gods into fly ash in the bang bang bang.

Nether was controlled by the Black Mountain Dryad, and all the dead souls fell into his hands. Naturally, nothing good happened, and they all became the nourishment of the other party.

Wu Ming went on a rampage all the way, and went into the depths. The fairyland full of yang and serenity collided with the eerie ghost of Yin, the void trembled, and a large number of them shattered, turning into chaotic air.

"This road doesn't work!"

Finally, a demon god stood up. It was a dark, furry demon ape with a violent and powerful aura. It was the other party who took the initiative to attract the souls of Wu Ming's killing spree in Changfeng County.

However, he was forcibly expelled by the technique of moving stars for battle.

Now when they meet, he directly ignores the demon ape, an ancient demon that has been around for two or three kalpas, and it urges the world with a radius of tens of thousands of feet to collapse, and the majestic Buzhou Mountain carries infinite weight, let alone the entire ashram.

Looking from a distance, it looks like an ultimate version of the fairy seal covering the nether world.

A vast sky curtain collapsed, and when it rubbed against the surroundings, countless storms were set off, and layers of evil spirits were scattered, overwhelming mountains and seas.

Hundreds of feet tall, the giant demon ape stared wide-eyed, stretched out its thick arms in an attempt to resist, but unfortunately it was overwhelmed like a mantis' arms, not only it, but also several demon kings under the command of the Black Mountain tree demon who had just awakened, were also shrouded go in.

Boom!
The great seal of ten thousand zhang fell down, and the void collapsed inch by inch. The violent space tide tore everything apart, revealing the deep darkness faintly, and the revolving Yin Sha made a burst of noise.

Several demon kings were crushed into meat in an instant, and then the chaotic energy drained their vitality, and the wreckage fell into the domain waiting to be dealt with.

The netherworld vibrated, and a big hole was directly smashed out, and the destructive energy flowed around the edge, and a large sea of ​​light bloomed inside as if separated by a high-latitude space.

"This is the inner side of the world, where the origin of the Dao of Heaven is?"

Wu Ming thought about it, but the speed was not slow. His thoughts moved the mountains and seas, and the whole ghost and god world trembled suddenly. Wisps of invisible energy rose up, and finally gathered into infinite power and fell down.

Buzz!
He felt a terrifying blessing, as if the whole world was where he was going, the manifested Yuanshi Dojo was constantly shaking, a bit of essence was sublimating, covered with layers of crystal walls, stars were shining, and the sun and the moon were shining together.

A world appeared, divided into day and night, and changed in four seasons.

When the decisive battle came, the black mountain old demon and Tiandao let go of their shackles, the mountain and sea array buffs returned, Wu Ming temporarily reached the fifth level, and even walked a short distance forward.

The Yuanshi Realm briefly became the Lingxu, and came into contact with the dark space.

With a bang, a stalwart existence forcibly squeezed into that mysterious place, the source of all spiritual energy, the root of all things.

What caught his eye was the endless sea of ​​golden green light, a vast and great will was immersed in it, and above the sea of ​​light, a giant pitch-black tree as towering as a mountain stood.

The silver leaves are luxuriant, forming a canopy that covers the sky, but it does not look gloomy, but has a sense of sacredness and dignity.

But if you see the lower half of the giant tree, densely packed with ghost-like roots spreading across the entire sea of ​​light, tightly imprisoning the light ball from all directions, rooting into the sea of ​​gold and green, wriggling like a living thing, you will understand .

This supreme demon emperor is only sacred on the outside, but a dark monster on the inside.

"Human, anyway, you are not from this world, why not join hands, how about I give you a part of the origin of the heavenly way after the matter is completed, and you leave here."

Black Mountain roared, and a deep voice spread throughout the entire mysterious space, like a voice from a god, shaking the world.

Wu Ming sneered, it was just a bluff.

At present, it seems that the Montenegrin old demon has completely suppressed the way of heaven, and the latter has no choice but to borrow the power of outsiders. In fact, he does not trust Wu Ming at all. In contrast, the Montenegro tree demon is his own person after all, the creator of the world.

But now that my child has rebelled, everything is in vain.

(End of this chapter)