Deep in the mountains, there are thousands of peaks, surrounded by endless ancient trees, but there is no vitality, dead and cold.
In mid air, a void crack loomed and appeared from time to time, with strong spatial fluctuations, as if it could tear the surroundings into pieces.
Looking up, the whole sky was shrouded in a layer of fog. The fog was thick but not scattered, rolling endlessly, full of a magical power, which seemed to confuse people''s hearts and make people feel extremely depressed.
From time to time, you can also see a few huge figures passing by at high speed in the gray fog, and there is a rumbling sound, which is huge and frightening and soul-stirring.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, there was a strange noise not far away. A dark strange vine with a length of several feet jumped up like a ferocious and ferocious black snake and shot at a figure.
What''s more terrible is that there is a black flower bud with a diameter of several meters at the top of the strange vine. The black flower bud opens its big mouth and full of black sharp teeth, constantly ejecting a large amount of black juice from it. At first glance, it knows that it contains highly toxic.
"Is this the underworld? Sure enough, kill the machine step by step!"
Yang Xuan stood in place and raised his hand to punch. The power of terror surged like a tide, stirring the void. He only heard a loud bang. The strange vine with black juice turned into pieces on the spot.
"Whoosh!!!"
Soon, more and more strange vines, ghost faced magic flowers and strange plants came to Yang Xuan one after another, as if they were dancing like demons to devour Yang Xuan.
"It''s endless!"
Yang Xuan didn''t get tired of it. His face became cold, and he didn''t see how he acted. Suddenly, a golden flame burst out on his body. All the strange vines, magic flowers and strange plants close to him were immediately burned into fly ash by the golden flame.
This is the sun fire, which is known to burn all things. These strange vines, magic flowers and all kinds of plants are like ice falling into the fire, melting and disappearing quickly.
At the same time, some strange magic plants nearby didn''t dare to fight Yang Xuan again. Even as Yang Xuan walked out of the mountain, many magic plants were still trembling along the way.
Yang Xuan looked indifferent and ignored these magic plants. These magic plants absorbed the dark power all the year round and had already born spirituality. Although they were extremely fond of killing, they also knew how to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. They knew that Yang Xuan was not easy to provoke, so they all seemed very regular and dared not act rashly.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan was also happy. For a time, he didn''t start again. The urgent task is to find out where this is. When he first arrived in the netherworld, he knew nothing about the netherworld, how big the netherworld is, and the division of forces in the netherworld.
The underworld has existed for too long, and the underworld in it is the master of this area. Next, just catch a ghost of the underworld and torture it carefully.
Thinking so in his heart, Yang Xuan has launched the great void art and flew forward. The dark realm is full of strong dark power, which can suppress the monk''s body and spirit.
Yang Xuan could feel that this was a powerful way of power, and because of this way of power, most of the Ming people were strong in flesh and infinite in power.
"Although I am not ready to prove the Tao by force, I can take this opportunity to understand it. If I can successfully master this Tao, my combat effectiveness is bound to be further improved."
While thinking, Yang Xuan also saw the bodies of some monks. These people should have come through the tomb of the underworld, but underestimated the danger of the underworld, and all died here.
Yang Xuan looked at him and frowned slightly. Of course, he knew that those who could come here could never be the weak, but now they are all dead, and their dead forms are strange. Some people are obviously sucked dry by something, and they are shriveled like dried corpses.
This is Yang Xuan. If you were a coward, you would be scared to death.
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In the next few days, Yang Xuan didn''t go out of the mountain. The huge mountain shocked Yang Xuan. Although his speed was suppressed by the way of force, he also traveled more than 100000 miles.
But even so, the mountain was still boundless and could not see the end. Fortunately, the more forward, the thinner the dark force between heaven and earth, otherwise Yang Xuan thought he had chosen the wrong direction.
In his opinion, when the nether power is too thin, he can get out of the mountain. As for this mountain, it may be a forbidden area in the nether world. Therefore, the deeper he goes into the mountain, the stronger the nether power will be.
Under the nourishment of Ming Li, many creatures were born in the mountain. These creatures include magic plants and Warcraft, but neither magic plants nor Warcraft is Yang Xuan''s opponent at all.
That day, Yang Xuan killed several more Warcraft animals and refined their flesh and blood. He found that the dark power and blood power in his body had improved slightly. Although he did not improve much, his eyes brightened.
The strength of the nether world would not be mentioned. The enhancement of blood vessels was the happiest place for him. He had a faint feeling that when he came to the nether world this time, his own nether demon emperor blood might be successful.
Once the blood becomes great, the dark devil battle body will also reach an incredible height. At that time, even in the face of some old saints, he is confident to fight with them.
"Boom!!!"
At this time, a sound suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the distance. Yang Xuan didn''t think much. He immediately rose to the sky and flew to the place where the sound came.
He was very fast. He flew thousands of miles away in a few breaths. At this time, Yang Xuan could see that there were seven or eight men and women besieged by hundreds of Warcraft.
Those Warcraft, like a wolf but not a wolf, like a tiger but not a tiger, are several meters in size at the smallest. The largest Warcraft has reached the size of seven or eight feet, and its strength is almost comparable to that of fairyland friars. At first glance, it is the leader of this group of Warcraft.
The seven or eight men and women had very strange breath. It was said that they were strange because they all had mana fluctuations, but in addition to mana fluctuations, they also sent out some dark power fluctuations.
At this time, the oldest middle-aged man, holding a huge sword in his forehand, fought with the largest Warcraft leader.
As for the rest, they also waved their weapons to firmly resist the attack of the herd, advance and retreat freely one by one, cooperate with tacit understanding, and kill more than a dozen Warcraft in a short video.
Yang Xuan hid in the dark and watched quietly. After such a fragrant Kung Fu, the Warcraft leader became violent and knocked the middle-aged man to the ground with one claw.
"No, uncle Zhou is in danger!"
"Uncle Zhou, get back!"
At the moment, several men and women cried out, but their strength was far inferior to that middle-aged man. How could they save people?
When Yang Xuan saw this, he finally stopped hesitating and rushed up directly. He was not a good person who was willing to help others, but now he finally met the living people. Although he could not see the origin of these people, he could not wait for death. After all, he had to find these people to understand the news.
"Roar!"
It seemed that someone was coming. The Warcraft leader stopped attacking the middle-aged man and turned to Yang Xuan. But before it showed off its ferocity, Yang Xuan stepped on the ground and burst with a crack, killing him.