Chapter 2948

The king of Jiuyou hell walked out slowly from the black fog behind the Lord of the undead world.

A black halo hung over his head, and a wisp of Black Death gas fell from the black halo, gathered in the hands of the nine Youming king, and condensed into a dark death sickle.

The king of jiuyouming waved his black hook and sickle, and the sun came to kill him. A black crescent shaped light blade tore the void and shot in front of Yang Xu.

To everyone's surprise, this black crescent blade did not directly attack Yang Xu.

But spin around him.

Where the black crescent blade passes, the space is as fragile as tofu. It is directly cut. The incision is as smooth as a mirror. There is a black nothingness gushing out like blood.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The space around Yangxu was cut apart by this.

Yangxu obviously felt that the space he was in seemed to be isolated, so that the yin-yang Taiji diagram, which was in a stalemate with the Lord of the dead, seemed to become stagnant with him.

It seems that the communication signal has suddenly deteriorated, intermittent.

Yangxu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "the means are pretty good, but the tone is too big."

Just a black hook and sickle, just want to enter Nirvana of life and death?

Too naive.

In the surprised eyes of the Lord of the dead world, Yang Xu, isolated by space, gently stretched out two fingers towards the black crescent blade.

Seeing this, the practitioners around changed their faces and couldn't help exclaiming:

"What is he doing?"

"No, did he use his hand to stop the black moon blade?"

It's a sharp blade like cutting tofu, and it's also wrapped with a black smell of death.

If they are touched with the spirit of death, they may have an incalculable impact on the road of cultivation in the future.

Is Xu Yang not afraid at all?

People opened their eyes and stared at the young man who always looked calm and indifferent.

Seeing him as if there were no one else, he stretched out his hand, two fingers, like picking up a leaf, and put his hand on the black moon blade.

Someone couldn't bear to look at the next scene. He couldn't help closing his eyes and imagining the picture of the young man's fingers directly cut off by the moon blade in his mind.

However, they soon heard a series of exclamations in their ears.

Hurriedly opened his eyes and immediately saw that the sharp black crescent blade in front of the boy seemed to be still in the void.

The young man's two slender fingers are like gods catching a dragon. No matter how the black moon blade trembles and struggles, he can't get rid of the young man's two slender fingers.

"This... Is incredible!"

Almost everyone's heart came up with this idea.

They threw unbelievable surprised eyes at Chaoyang Xu one after another, even more surprised than seeing someone holding their hair and lifting themselves up.

At this moment, the Lord of the dead world was also shocked by the power of Yang Xu.

The rolling magic cloud in front of him has been crushed and destroyed by the crazy rotation of Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.

The head of the dead world twitched slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his heart:

"Damn, how could this human teenager be so powerful? Who is he the reincarnation of?"

The face of the Lord of the dead world suddenly twisted. In a pair of eyes, the original color was pitch black, and suddenly there was a black eye, which faded the black magic spirit.

This is the consciousness of Tianqing Cang's noumenon, competing with him for control.

"Give me the town!"

A green and black Rune flashed in the heart of the leader of the dead world. He suddenly patted his forehead and touched it. Tianqingcang's ontological consciousness was put in a corner of his mind.

The eyes of the Lord of the dead world twinkle with a gloomy cold light, and the secluded lock on the rising sun:

"Human, you don't know what kind of existence you are fighting. Since you don't know how to live or die, I'll send you on the road!"

"The nine hell king, Nirvana on the other side, the symbol of life and death, reincarnation, the magic abyss!"

Die!

The Lord of the dead world shouted, and a circle of black halo burst out from his mouth, like a sound wave, spreading in all directions.

Clara!

The ground suddenly cracked, and a pale skeleton claw came out of the ground and climbed out of the ground with a whole body of pale skeletons.

The smell of death lingered on them, but before they could get powerful, the nine Youming king had already stretched out his hand:

Pooh!

These pale skeletons were crushed into powder in an instant as if they were made of gravel.

The white bone powder danced in the void. With the fluctuation of the palm of the nine Youming king, the white bone powder quickly gathered towards the black hook and sickle in his hand.

On top of the black hook and sickle, mysterious and strange runes appeared. They wriggled slowly, like white tadpoles swimming on the black hook and sickle.

Hum

There was a strange wave on the king of the nine Youming, which made the surrounding space resonate. He Chaoyang Xu made another move:

"The great crack of the dead!"

The black-and-white hook and sickle, only a gentle wave, boom!

A huge space crack, starting from the hook and sickle, quickly tore towards Yangxu. The scene under your feet and the space in front of you were torn in two, and a huge crack more than ten meters wide appeared.

All practitioners were stunned by this scene.

Looking at the big crack of black nothingness, the bottom of the dark hole is not bottomed out, and the sound of evil spirits howling and thousands of ghosts crying can be heard faintly.

Their hearts trembled and their faces turned white:

"Under the crack, is it connected to the Jiuyou underworld?"

"The means of the Lord of the dead spirit world is too terrible. Just a summoned Pluto has such a means."

They could not help shaking their heads and were less optimistic about the powerful boy:

"I'm afraid it's not so easy to block the nine Youming king?"

Some friends of tianqingcang, now you look at me and I look at you. They all see the anxiety in each other's eyes.

They wanted to come forward to help, but they knew very well that rushing up with their own strength was just to make trouble for Yangxu.

"Let's find a way to help Qingcang recapture his flesh."

"That's right! I heard that as long as you shout something familiar to the noumenon, his consciousness and soul can occupy the flesh again..."

Some of tianqingcang's friends quickly recalled what tianqingcang was most familiar with and were ready to help their friends.

On Yang Xu's side, facing the big crack of the dead soul that quickly spread to his feet and is about to tear the ground and space together, Yang Xu's look has not changed at all, and he is still so calm and free.

He stood there and let the huge crack spread to his feet. He saw the black unknown crack, just like the open mouth of a fierce beast, which was about to devour the rising sun.

A little golden light suddenly bloomed from his feet and suddenly turned into a golden palace