Chapter 1170

Qin Yichen's identity is placed here, and this time he Guang can say that he has no reservation for Qin Yichen. Qin Yichen can deal with what he wants.

This time, the only thing Heguang wanted was to avenge Hesheng, so no one stopped Qin Yichen. Qin Yichen came to the bottom of the palace.

It's a ruin now, but there are still many people guarding there, all of them are powerful people. It's estimated that if people who are not so powerful are guarding here, they will be affected by the energy of the nether world.

Thinking of this, Qin Yichen went to the edge of the ruins and looked at the abandoned gate. There were still six light spots shining on it.

Although the fluctuation of each light spot comes from the netherworld, Qin Yichen still feels that something is not right, because each fluctuation has some unusual places.

In the middle, the fluctuation is the strongest, as if the Lord of the nether world is still here.

Qin Yichen had felt it before, but now it's very clear. There's something wrong with it. How does he think and feel strange.

Just as he was thinking about this, suddenly a wisp of black smoke came out and fell in front of Qin Yichen.

"What's the matter?" Qin Yichen didn't know what was the matter with the black smoke. He quickly asked the guards.

After hearing Qin Yichen's questions, the soldiers who were guarding Qin Yichen laughed. The expression on their faces seemed very relaxed.

"Mr. Qin Yichen, you don't have to be too nervous. This kind of thing often happens in the past two days. From time to time, black gas is thrown out from there."

Looking at the black air, Qin Yichen thought that something was not right, because in the black air, he felt a strange wave, like a heartbeat.

"You step back."

Although the two soldiers didn't understand what Qin Yichen meant, they still retreated because they believed in Qin Yichen.

At the same time, Qin Yichen's right hand pushed forward, staring at the wisp of black gas. The white light on his right hand flashed, and a milky white figure fell from the sky, just falling on the black paint, just like a cage, blocking the black gas in it.

It was Qin Yichen's Tianxuan tower. He directly covered it on the black air.

Seeing what Qin Yichen has done, several people on the scene are surprised. I don't know what the purpose of Qin Yichen's doing this is? What on earth does he want to do?

Just when they were puzzled, Qin Yichen said to them, "there is a heartbeat on it. I feel that it is possible that the black Qi is a living creature."

Although the soldiers didn't speak, the expression on their faces was like disdain. They obviously didn't believe what Qin Yichen said.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the soldiers, Qin Yichen shook his head helplessly. They didn't believe it and there was no way, because what Qin Yichen felt was really such a situation.

Just when Qin Yichen wanted to say something more, the black air in it suddenly changed. The black air suddenly expanded and became like a real person, standing in front of the Tianxuan tower.

Qin Yichen just guessed that there might be a problem, and this time he really found the problem, and the black Qi was really alive.

The living black Qi formed a man in Qin Yichen's Tianxuan tower, but the man had horns on his head and was covered with thorns. Qin Yichen didn't know it was a living creature.

"Boy, you are smart. Among these people, you are the only one who finds something wrong."

Looking at the man who appeared, the soldiers were startled and retreated one after another, shouting that they wanted to call other people to help.

Qin Yichen didn't care what the men said. Instead, he yelled to the soldiers, "don't call other people over. If you want to have less casualties, he's not an ordinary man who can handle it."

He heard Qin Yichen say so, the soldiers also stopped their feet, don't know what to do, on the contrary, the man laughed, "get up, ha ha, boy, didn't think you are really unusual, how do you find all this?"

Qin Yichen sneered, "if I guess correctly, you are the Lord of the nether world. You are the part of the Lord of the nether world, or a trace of soul left here. Am I right?"

The man burst out laughing, "yes, it's me. They all say that you are our biggest enemy in the netherworld. That's not wrong. Is the daffodil dead in your hands? I feel his smell in you. "

"That's right." Qin Yichen said with a sneer, "Huang Fengxian died in my hands. Do you want to avenge him? Let's see if you have the ability. "

At this point, Qin Yichen stamped heavily on the ground with his right foot, which made a trace of black flames in Qin Yichen's body. Those black flames were the real fire of Shura. Maybe the power from the divine world could suppress some of the energy of the nether world.

But just as Qin Yichen was thinking about it, the Lord of the nether world suddenly lifted his right hand up and held it high in the sky. What he was dragging in his right hand was the Tianxuan tower.

Qin Yichen's Tianxuan tower is like a toy in his hand. "Your strength is really not good. The thing you use seems too far from me."

Although Qin Yichen sounds harsh, he has to say that the Lord of the nether world is telling the truth. His power is not enough in front of the Lord of the nether world.

"Well, I won't talk to you any more." After that, the right hand of the Lord of the nether world turned to the front pile, and a long gray sword was pushed out of his hand.

Looking at that power coming towards him, Qin Yichen immediately mobilized his soul power. The soul stone appeared in his hand, but the very solid soul stone was torn up in front of the gray sword like paper paste.

Moreover, the gray sword was so powerful that it penetrated into Qin Yichen's right shoulder.

Looking at the gray power, Qin Yichen stepped back a few steps, too strong.

After spitting a mouthful of blood, he pinched his left hand on the long sword formed by the gray energy, biting his teeth and pulling out, a deep pain stirred Qin Yichen's nerves.

At the same time, the gray sword of crystalline energy was thrown on the ground by him, making a Ding sound.