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Chapter 2211 Underworld

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    "Master Ling, be careful yourself!" the Confucian scholar shouted.

    "It's okay!" Ling Hao responded.

    Poof!  puff!  puff!

    The sword light is so devastating that these souls have no possibility of resisting. Anyone affected by the sword light becomes invisible instantly.

    In a few breaths, hundreds of phantoms all exploded.

    "It's just that these illusory figures are like inexhaustible. They disappear and come again, and the number becomes more and more.

    "I want to see how many innocent souls you have gathered!" Ling Hao did not stop, the sword light was raging, and dense cracks were opened in the void.

    Phew!

    After a while, Jian Ling's eyes twisted, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already on the opposite side of the canyon.

    "Show me!" She said in a deep voice, and the sword trembled with force and dodged towards a big tree directly in front of her.

    Boom!

    The huge tree trunk exploded, and at the same time, a figure could be seen rushing out a thousand meters away, and a bloody ribbon floated in the air.

    Jian Ling did not stop and rushed over again, the sword light flashing.

    The opponent was a half-step back to the ancestral realm. Knowing that he was no match, he quickly fled to the right.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The sword light flashed past the knee of his right leg, and immediately he saw a calf falling from mid-air to the ground. The man screamed and fell down.

    Afterwards, Jian Ling quickly came to the opponent, raised his hand and flicked out a few wisps of finger wind into his body.

    And just as Jian Ling moved forward, Wuwei also moved. His target was a huge rock a thousand meters away.

    After a gust of wind passed by, the boulder turned into powder, and an old man swept five to six hundred meters away.

    Bang!

    Before the old man could recover, Wuwei's second attack had already flashed in front of him. The old man looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood before flying out again.

    After hitting the ground, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his fighting power was completely gone.

    After the two were taken down, the illusory figures in the air disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding area returned to calm.

    After a while, Ling Hao and the others landed at the bottom of the canyon. Jian Ling and Wuwei threw the two controllers to the ground.

    "You really think your life is too long, and you dare to come here. Do you really think" The man among them looked at Ling Hao and said.

    "Okay!" Ling Hao interrupted him.

    "Don't you want the Nine Dragon Cauldron and the Sky Yuan Stone on my body? Take me into your underworld. As long as you have the strength to kill me, these two things will be yours!"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether to live or die¡± the man continued to speak in a deep voice.

    Poof!  m

    Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao raised his hand and swept it with his palm, and then he saw the man turn into a ball of blood mist.

    "You deserve to die!" the old man shouted sternly after being stunned for a moment.

    "Are you taking the initiative to take us in, or are you going to suffer some physical pain first?" Ling Hao looked at the other party and said.

    "If you want to kill, just kill. Stop talking nonsense. If you want me to lead the way" the old man responded.

    He stopped mid-sentence and took out a sound transmission stone from his body.

    After hearing the message from the sound transmission stone, he was slightly stunned, and then looked at Ling Hao: "You want to go to the underworld to die, I will take you there!"

    ¡°Obviously, the message was sent by someone from the underworld.

    After finishing speaking, he got up from the ground with difficulty and walked to the left front, followed closely by Ling Hao and the four others.

    About a quarter of an hour later, several people came to a huge rock.

    Like the entrance to Netherworld City, after the old man raised his hand to form a mysterious mark and sent it out, a stone door slowly opened under the boulder.

    After entering the stone gate, we continued walking forward for a while and then entered a huge space.

    The first thing you see is a small city with hundreds of ancient buildings of different shapes, and the spacious streets are empty.

    The light in the entire space is not very sufficient, the sky is filled with a faint mist, and the entire void is filled with a strong eerie atmosphere.

    The underworld is truly worthy of its name!

    Ling Hao released his spiritual power and enveloped the entire town, but no aura fluctuations were detected.

    Phew!

    At this moment, the man walking in front disappeared in front of the four of them like a magic trick, "Three seniors, can your swords kill those lonely souls?" Ling Hao looked at Wuwei and the others and asked.

    "Okay!" Wuwei replied.

    "Mr. Ling, it's not easy here, be careful!" Confucian scholarOpen your mouth at the right time.

    "Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded in response.

    Then, the four people walked towards the widest street in front.

    "Jie Jie" Not long after the four people left, an extremely hoarse man's voice echoed through the void: "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you barge in, you are so brave!"

    You can only hear his voice, but not his person!

    "Don't you want my treasure? I've already delivered it to you on my own initiative, and you still want to be a coward?" Ling Hao replied.

    "Don't worry, we will meet soon!" The man responded: "Of course, the premise is that you can survive until then!"

    "Can the three seniors detect his aura?" Ling Hao looked at Wuwei and the others and asked.

    "We can't find it!" The three of them shook their heads at the same time.

    Phew!  call!  call!

    As soon as the three people finished speaking, illusory figures appeared from all directions, densely packed and impenetrable. Looking at the number, it was at least tens of thousands.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: 11 or 1 and 1 and 1 and 1 and 1 and 1, and everyone shows their teeth and claws, extremely penetrating.

    "Jie Jie" the man's voice sounded again.

    Phew!

    Immediately afterwards, those lonely wild ghosts were seen rushing towards the four of them quickly.

    "Do it!" Jian Ling said solemnly, holding the sword in his hand and rushed forward. Ling Hao and the other three did not hesitate, and each attacked in one direction.

    The next moment, the light of swords and shadows filled the entire void, and phantoms exploded.

    The swords of Wuwei and the others were indeed able to kill these ghosts. In addition, they were in the rent-returning realm. After a random flash of cold light, nearly a hundred figures disappeared without a trace.

    In front of the swords of the four people, these ghosts cannot get in at all, and even if they are numerous, they do not pose the slightest threat.

    Phew!

    Just when these phantoms were about to disappear, an extremely gloomy aura swept through the air, and a sinister wind howled.

    Immediately afterwards, an illusory figure with a height of a hundred meters appeared in the sky, holding a dark sickle in its hand.

    With the appearance of this figure, the pressure and momentum of the void quickly increased by several orders of magnitude, making people shudder.

    "Pretend to be a ghost!" Jian Ling killed hundreds of other ghosts with one sword and then raised his sword to greet them.

    Bang!

    The sickle in the giant's hand pulled out a cold light and hit the sword light of the sword feather. With a loud noise, the sword feather flew seven or eight hundred meters away, and the blood surged in his heart.

    "Huh?" Seeing this, Wuwei and Confucian Sheng were surprised at the same time.

    "Senior Jian Ling, how are you?" Ling Hao shouted.

    "It's okay!" Jian Ling responded loudly and then started again.

    This time, she didn¡¯t have any reservations, and used ten power to stab the sword out with overwhelming force.

    The giant on the opposite side took action at the same time. The sickle pulled out a dark cold light and hit it. A crack hundreds of meters long was torn open in the void.

    Bang!

    After the loud noise, both sides rushed hundreds of meters away. Relatively speaking, Jian Ling was slightly inferior. After exiting a thousand meters away, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

    The opponent did not stop, he took a few steps and walked several hundred meters, and then pulled the sword towards Jian Ling.

    "Senior Jian Ling, be careful!"

    At the same time as Ling Hao's voice sounded, he urged Youyi to dodge at high speed, and at the same time, he formed a magic sword and slashed out.

    The arc of sword light tore the opponent's black sword light into nothingness, and then flashed past the giant.

    Boom!

    After the sword light passed, the huge figure exploded and instantly turned into nothingness, and all the other lonely ghosts around him also disappeared.

    "Mr. Ling, what kind of fighting power do you have?" Seeing Ling Hao kill the giant with a single blow, Wuwei and the three of them were surprised at the same time.

    The giant's strength just now was at least the third level of his ancestors, but he couldn't even take Ling Hao's sword!

    I haven¡¯t seen him for a few days, Ling Hao¡¯s growth rate is terrifying!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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