The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3114 Ling Feiyang?
Chapter 3114 Ling Feiyang?

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The dagger left a strange blood glow in the air, and a nightmare demon died in Ling Hantian's hands, and the points increased a lot.

However, at this time, he had already reached the Tomb of the Fantasy Emperor, and the points seemed to be of little use.

What everyone thinks is to get Mengdi's skills, and to get Mengdi's inheritance.

Endless nightmares swept out, and the incorporeal nightmares could all emit the ability to control, and the sound of the anti-magic aura being breached was heard everywhere.

However, among the strong people who can come here, which one is not worth tens of thousands of points, it is no problem to buy the anti-magic halo.

"It seems that if you want to enter inside, you need to pass the level of Nightmare."

Yue Xiaowu frowned slightly, the nightmare monsters seemed endless, they couldn't kill them all, it was just a waste of time here if it went on like this.

"Kill a bloody way!"

Ling Hantian glanced at it. At this time, the teams of Ao Chitian and Nangong Wu had already started to gather together and started to kill inside.

The crystal towers in all directions emitted dazzling light, and the target of everyone was the one in the middle.

During the hard-fought fight, many people, with wounds all over their bodies, finally followed Ling Hantian to the crystal tower and gathered together.

Ling Hantian glanced at Ao Chitian and Nangong Wu who were at the side. The three of them had a tacit understanding and did not attack each other.

With the joint efforts of the three, the gate of the crystal tower was pushed open, and what appeared was a huge void vortex, with powerful absorbing forces rushing in.

The next moment, Ling Hantian and others were sucked into the crystal tower one after another, and the sky dimmed for a while.

blah blah!

When everyone landed on the ground, they actually landed on a wide square again. Looking closely, it was the same as the previous square.

The only difference is that there is no Nightmare here, and the atmosphere looks a bit solemn.

Lu Tianpeng glanced at it, and muttered depressedly, "Are we back again?"

"I don't know, let's go ahead and have a look!"

Ling Hantian shook his head, and his intuition told him that they seemed to be getting closer and closer to the Mengdi's treasure.

Looking at the building ahead, Ling Hantian stepped over and pushed open the door.

hum!
The moment the gate was opened, a desolate aura rushed towards him, and the aura contained a dead air, which made everything wither.

"The death energy unique to the underworld actually appeared here. Even the emperor and powerhouses of the ancient heavens were not spared from being eroded by the underworld?"

Ao Chitian was on the side, and he looked at those dead qi with apprehension on his face, warriors from the Nine Realms couldn't absorb the dead qi and refine it.

But death energy can corrupt all things in the world, turning them into death energy of the same origin.

"Be careful!"

Ling Hantian confessed, stepped into the gate first, and walked into this crystal building, the scene inside also appeared in front of him.

And the first thing that came into view was an ancient bridge, an ancient bluestone bridge, full of traces of time, and below it was the Styx River of unknown length.

The only difference is that on the stone bridge here, there is no word for Naihe Bridge, but instead there is an endless atmosphere of desolation and vicissitudes.

"what is that?"

The Qingshi Bridge suddenly went away, as if it was a spatial image left long ago.

As the Qingshi bridge went away, two figures appeared on the bridge.

Of those two figures, one with a Buddha's light soaring to the sky, behind him was like a huge sun, emitting endless pure Buddha's light.

"That is?"

Ling Hantian looked at the other person, and couldn't help widening his eyes, because he was really familiar with that young man's appearance.

This person's appearance was somewhat similar to his, and he held a lightning spear in his hand, and thunder dragons roared around him.

This young man is so similar to his son Ling Feiyang, he seems to be alone.

Because of that thunder gun, he remembered that he gave it to Ling Feiyang!

On the Qingshi ancient bridge, the two great powers fought, and everyone heard the Sanskrit sound, as if they wanted to purify all the filth in the world.

And the young man with the thunder gun in his hand showed a domineering aura in every move. When the gun was fired, it was accompanied by thunder, which shocked all gods and ghosts.

"It's too strong, the monk of Buddhism and Taoism is at least the powerhouse at the pinnacle of creation!"

Lu Tianpeng sucked in a breath of cold air. This battle was an image left over from before, but now he can still feel the palpitating coercion.

The bursts of Sanskrit chanting made him feel peaceful, and he seemed to have the urge to convert to Buddhism.

"I said that young man is powerful. He doesn't look as good as that eminent monk, but every shot he takes seems to be able to move the world and suppress the eminent monk."

Lu Qianqian's eyes sparkled with splendor, this young man was the only one he saw who was more brilliant than Ling Hantian.

I just don't know what era this young man is from.

"I found out that the young man looks a bit like the boss, could it be some elder of the boss?"

Mu Tuo looked at the fighting youth, then looked back at Ling Hantian, and then opened his mouth curiously.

When the others heard this, they nodded one after another. Such a powerful person might really be Ling Hantian's elder.

Ling Hantian looked calm, he was not sure if this young man was Ling Feiyang or not.

Because of Ling Feiyang's cultivation, how could he become so powerful, even stronger than his old man.

If that's the case, he really feels ashamed to face people.

"Look, the young man took out a mirror in his hand!"

At this time, someone exclaimed, and everyone saw the young man holding the thunder gun, and suddenly threw away the thunder gun in his hand, and took out a mirror.

It was a stone mirror with a very simple appearance, and there were hideous nightmares carved around the mirror.

"Nightmare Mirror?"

Ao Chitian exclaimed, he stared at the stone mirror in the young man's hand.

Just at this time, there were ripples spreading like water waves in the middle of the stone mirror.

The next moment, the eminent monk was immediately imprinted into the stone mirror, and the young man's hands were imprinted so quickly that people could not see clearly.

The stone mirror shone brightly, and then the eminent monk's peaceful and benevolent face showed a look of horror, and then disappeared little by little.

At this time, everyone looked at the young man, and saw that the young man took out a small sculpture from his stone mirror, which was no different from that monk.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped. There was no doubt that the sculpture that was taken out was the monk from before.

"Brother Ao, what kind of treasure is the Nightmare Mirror?"

Nangong Wu looked at Ao Chitian, the guy yelled just now, probably because he recognized the origin of the treasure that the young man took out.

Ling Hantian and the others also looked at Ao Chitian. The Nightmare Mirror should be the treasure of Emperor Dameng.

Ao Chitian calmed down for a while, then looked at the young man who was gradually disappearing with fear, and explained in a low voice.

"Mirror of Nightmare, it is said that it is the natal magic weapon of Emperor Dameng's testimony, and it reached the rank of supreme magic weapon at its peak."

"The natal magic weapon that proves the Tao? The supreme magic weapon!"

Ao Chitian's words were undoubtedly like an atomic bomb dropped into the sea, setting off monstrous waves, and everyone was horrified.

(End of this chapter)