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  In the depths of the universe, a huge planet shrouded in black mist is suspended, and dozens of continents surround the planet.

  There is a mask upside down on the mainland, and there seem to be countless creatures living in it.

  This kind of picture and method is beyond the imagination of the creatures on Douluo Continent.

   Netherworld, the real upper plane.

  Among them, there are nine strong people in the ancestral realm. According to legend, there are even ancient gods sleeping deep in the center of the earth.

  At this time, Nether Star vibrated, and the black mist on the surface of the planet rolled over. Countless strong people were startled, and they looked at the core area of ​​Nether Star in fear.

   "Who, who killed my Sun Moxin!"

  The roar resounded through Nether Star, and everyone was instantly terrified.

  Because the person who spoke was the seventh patriarch of Nether Holy Heaven, Mo Tian, ​​a true ancestral powerhouse and a descendant of the **** of the underworld.

   "Mo Zhan, you need to give me an explanation." Mo Tian\'s voice pierced through the clouds and spread to another deep place.

  Mo Zhan, the Ninth Patriarch of Nether Holy Heaven.

   "Old ghost, why are you yelling?"

  Jiuzu Mozhan recovered from the closed state, and said impatiently:

   "One of my missing sons was killed many years ago. I sent Moxin to investigate. It\'s just a low-level plane, and there is a team led by Maha. How could something happen."

   Qizu Motian said angrily: "How could something happen?"

   "Moxin\'s natal soul card is completely broken, and there is no chance of saving the soul, you tell me it\'s okay?"

   "Is this true?" Nine Patriarch\'s voice became serious at this time.

  Because he is well aware of the importance of Tianjiao Moxin to the descendants of the **** of the underworld, he is regarded as a treasure by the Seventh Patriarch.

   If something really happened, I\'m afraid it will make trouble for him and he will not be at peace.

   "Fart, I can make fun of this kind of thing." Seventh Patriarch roared.

"Impossible, with the boy Mahana leading the team, how could there be any accidents? Who can be Maha\'s opponent if the ancestral realm is not out?" With his supernatural powers, he can definitely escape with Mo Xin."

   Qizu said coldly: "You have to give me an explanation for this matter."

  Jiuzu said: "If our mortal enemy sends an ambush from the ancestral realm, you can\'t blame me for your grandson\'s death."

   "What if he died of an aborigine?" The Seventh Patriarch echoed and asked.

   "Impossible." Nine Patriarchs said decisively: "What joke are you kidding? Don\'t talk about fighting against Maha. What native can stop your grandson\'s three kowtows?"

   "Don\'t act rashly, wait for Maha to come back and see what he has to say, now you have no idea to find someone for revenge."

   Seventh Patriarch said coldly:

   "Hmph! No matter who dares to touch my grandson, I want his whole plane to be buried with him."

   All the powerhouses in the Nether Holy Sky heard the conversation between the two ancestral realm powerhouses, and they were shocked.

   Who on earth is so bold that he dares to kill even the grandchildren of the strong in the ancestral realm.

   Don\'t die.

   This time, it\'s a hornet\'s nest.

   In the surrounding star fields, who doesn\'t know that the Seventh Ancestor Motian is the most protective and domineering.

   Under a dark tower in the Netherworld, there is a hidden small room, where two beautiful figures are standing.

   covered with a white veil.

  Slender waist, plump buttocks.

  The whole body exudes a holy breath, which is incompatible with the breath of the entire nether plane.

   A voice like a lark sounded.

   "Sister, we lurk into the Nether Holy Heaven, intending to assassinate Mo Xin and avenge the Third Sister, what should we do now?"

   Another voice of Yujie sounded.

   "Change the strategy, investigate who killed Mo Xin, let us repay the favor..."

  …

  The sky above Douluo Continent fell into a golden ocean.

  Luo Yu pushed the "nervous call" born out of "Three Kowtows of the Underworld God" to the extreme. The phantom of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors is definitely not a joke.

  The power displayed far exceeds that of the **** of the underworld.

  Under the surging coercion of the Golden Emperor, the other emperors collapsed and disappeared in despair.

  Even Zhang Ba\'s flesh and blood crumbled, revealing his bones, and finally completely necrotic and weathered.

  Where the King of Life and the others stood unscathed in the golden light, it was obvious that Luo Yu could precisely control the target of the attack.

   "This... this method is too overbearing." Qian Daoliu swallowed.

  Tang Chen stared, and raised his voice: "Be more overbearing? This is so **** awesome to open the door for the overbearing, so awesome."

  Qian Daoliu turned his head to look at Tang Chen, and said in surprise:

   "Hey, it\'s fine if they kneel down, but no matter how you kneel down, no one makes you kneel."

   Tang Chen got up awkwardly, coughed and said:

   "Ahem, isn\'t the atmosphere set up well enough?"

   "Can\'t help it, can\'t help it, hahaha."

  He wouldn\'t say it even if he was killed. Just now, he made a mistake just now, and by accident, he stretched out his mental power to feel the power of heaven contained in the golden light.

   As a result, he knelt down directly.

   He almost frightened him to death, he thought he was going to play along too.

  Bo Saixi gave him a sideways glance, which made Tang Chen even more embarrassed and didn\'t want to speak. This was a former goddess.

  The God of Life asked Gu Yuena, pointing to the white skeleton in front of Luo Yu in the air.

   "Did you say that guy is dead?"

  Gu Yuena nodded: "Looking at this posture, he should be dead."

   Bibi Dong said in a deep voice:

   "No."

   "Didn\'t you realize that the golden light can annihilate the skeletons of other Heavenly Monarchs, but it can\'t obliterate this Maha\'s, and this guy has never knelt down."

  Gu Yuena said: "It doesn\'t matter, those who are beaten by Brother Yu will only have skeletons left, and there will be no disturbances."

  That\'s what she said, but thinking of what Maha said just now, she had a vague premonition.

  The golden ocean disappears, and the sky becomes calm.

   After Zhang Yan and the Ten Great Heavenly Monarchs who killed Douluo Continent aggressively, only Maha himself remained, and Maha\'s flesh and blood had disappeared.

   Only the skeleton remains.

  The golden light and shadow of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors behind Luo Yu dissipated, and he gasped slightly.

   This method is also very exhausting for him.

   At this time, 70% of the chaotic power in the body has dissipated, but it is recovering extremely quickly.

  He stared at the white skeleton without carelessness.

  Because Bibi Dong and the others couldn\'t feel it, but he could sense that there was still a faint vitality circulating above.

  Facing an unknown enemy, even if it is a crushing posture, he will not be negligent.

   Summon Chaos Mie Shiyan and burn the skeleton.

   "Boom!"

  The white skeleton exploded with a fierce aura, sending Chaos Mie Shiyan bombs flying out.

   Then, before everyone was surprised.

  A thick black mist erupted from the skeleton, and Maha\'s flesh and blood grew rapidly in the black mist, and his momentum also soared.

   Not only recovered, but also made a breakthrough.

  Maha looked at Luo Yu with a sneer.

   "Indigenous, surprise or not, surprise or surprise."

   "What kind of method are you doing?"

  Luo Yu said solemnly, why the other party seems to have charged the resurrection coin.

  He was seriously injured just now and was dying, but he was resurrected with full blood in the blink of an eye.

   "It\'s okay to tell you."

  Maha said: "This Tianjun is the holy body of the dead, immortal and immortal."

"The Necromancer ranks only thirty-sixth in the All Heavens Eucharist list, because although the Necromancer\'s vitality is tenacious, it is born unable to practice the unique skills of various attributes. Its defense is invincible, but its attack power is appallingly low. "

   "But it doesn\'t matter. I have a chance against the sky. I once obtained an ancient book in a secret place and exhausted my sublimation skills."

  "Every time you fight against an opponent of comparable strength until you are on the verge of death, your combat power will soar rapidly after recovery."

   "This practice is a useless suicide practice to others, but what it means to my necromancer, do you understand?"

  (end of this chapter)