At the end of the legendary Climbing Land, the thick fog dispersed.
What appeared in front of Zhou Luo and the other three people was indeed a pure land with a myriad of features and splendor.
The mountains are tall and majestic and stretch into a vast area, but there are only two places that are most eye-catching.
On the top of a huge mountain, water is vaguely visible, and at the same time, there is a strong gathering of Yang energy, spraying out the divine glow, like a fairy fire burning in the nine heavens, flowing with dreamlike brilliance.
"It must be the Immortal Pond!" Sensing the almost-immortal aura, Duan De couldn't help but be so excited that his eyes almost popped out.
In comparison, Zhou Luo seemed very calm.
He opened his eyes and looked towards the Immortal Pond, which was filled with chaos.
However, he had a keen sense of consciousness and noticed that there seemed to be a sharp energy dormant there. Although there was no hostility coming from it, it was unusual.
Although the Huaxian Pond attracted the attention of several people, they had to turn their attention to the other side at the moment.
Opposite the Huaxian Pond is an ancient cave at the root of Dayue Mountain, where dragon energy steams out, and the most holy spirit circulates the power of the twelfth yin.
However, at this moment, this fairy land where yin and yang are balanced was invaded by uninvited guests.
The void cracked open, and a raging underworld surged. The auras of death and underworld gathered into a black cloud, shrouding the area of the Dragon Cave.
The previous scoldings naturally came from it.
Just as the voice said, he came from the underworld and was a transcendent force that had endured hundreds of thousands of years of immortality and still existed even after the collapse of heaven in the final years of mythology.
The ancient legend that the underworld is the home of all souls is by no means false. They overlook the human world, and wherever they go, all creatures of all races will avoid it.
However, today, he was ignored by three monks who did not seem to be powerful. They even cared about the Immortal Transformation Pond on the other side. That "person" was filled with anger.
As a result, all three of them could sense the evil and cold gaze coming from the dark fog and clouds.
There was no change in the Tianzun Dao Fruit in Zhou Luo's body, indicating that the opponent had not reached the supreme level and was not something to be afraid of.
"Are you from the underworld?" Zhou Luo asked casually.
"Hmph! Now that you know that my underworld is doing business here, why don't you leave quickly! Otherwise, you will not be able to rest in peace after your death!"
The existence in the black cloud was extremely arrogant. Even if he saw that there was no fear on Zhou Luo's face in front of him, he was not worried.
If I am not arrogant to the extreme, I am absolutely dependent on him.
On the other side, Zhou Luo couldn't help but be speechless when he heard these words, and at the same time glanced at Duan De beside him.
Haha, not to mention Tao Fa Tianzun, this is a genuine ancestor of the underworld, how dare you be so arrogant?
"When did the underworld become interested in dragon veins? Who sent you here, the Tongtian Mingbao or the Prison Suppressor?" Zhou Luo didn't care about the other party's warning and continued to ask.
"you!?"
Hearing that the other party casually mentioned the names of the two supreme beings behind the underworld, the being in the dark cloud couldn't help but feel frightened, but then he thought of his own reliance and became confident again.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Don't delay my work in the underworld."
Compared with before, the man's tone was obviously softened, but he still looked arrogant.
"I have given you the opportunity, but you are still unwilling to take it. It's a pity -"
Zhou Luo said no more, and immediately stretched out his palm and grabbed the dark cloud.
"Arrogant!" The man exclaimed, and at the same time he felt that the giant palm was like a sacred mountain, and he had no power to resist:
"War slave!"
As the man's frightened voice fell, another aura surged out that seemed to tear the universe apart and collapse all the worlds. If it appeared in the outside world, it would definitely make all living beings wail.
"Peng!"
The jade palm connected with the war slave in the man's mouth, and there was a roar like a cosmic explosion. Chaos energy surged, crushing the underworld and clouds in the void.
Zhou Luo couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face. Even though he was just throwing a random blow, he probably had to be close to the level of beings like Chuanying and Ning Fei to take it. He couldn't help but be curious.
When the chaotic smoke and dust dissipated, what appeared in front of Zhou Luo was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair.
He is tall and has an ordinary appearance. Although his eyes lack sparkle, he still has a kind of power, as if he can break the sky and question immortality at any time.
Zhou Luo noticed that the man's body was covered with magical needles made of red gold made of phoenix blood.
"Nether Phoenix Blood Wood!" Duan De blurted out on the side with horror in his tone:
"This is some kind of rare sacred tree controlled by the underworld. It is specially used by them to control powerful war slaves. This is definitely a famous and powerful man in history!"
The second half of Duan De's words was naturally meant for Zhou Luo, reminding him to be careful.
Zhou Luozeng was the ruler of the underworld for a certain period of time, so he naturally recognized this sacred tree at a glance, but didn't take it to heart.
At this moment, his eyes fell behind the war slave.
There, there was a bronze coffin filled with the aura of death suspended in the void. The Yin spirit inside was only about the fifth or sixth level of the Quasi-Emperor, so it was not something to be afraid of.
What really caught Zhou Luo's attention was that underneath the coffin, a divine bow was blooming with immortal light. It was so powerful that it completely suppressed a certain existence in the dragon cave.
"Corpse Emperor." Zhou Luo said calmly.
The divine bow in front of me is undoubtedly the ultimate weapon of the Corpse Emperor. If I think of the legendary "Underworld Emperor" who has been incarnate for ten thousand years, I am afraid that person is the Corpse Emperor.
The being in the coffin came here with his imperial soldiers, and even brought with him a war slave who was at least quasi-emperor to the ninth level. He was obviously ordered by the Corpse Emperor and had a big plan.
"Hehe, now that you have recognized my master, why don't you retreat quickly?"
Seeing Zhou Luo tell his origin in one sentence, the man was not surprised but happy.
His master is a supreme and invincible emperor. Who is not afraid of him, and who is disrespectful to him?
"Hmph! So what about the Corpse Emperor? It's not like I've never seen him before? So why not suppress another imperial soldier today?"
Zhou Luo was unmoved and struck out with another palm.
But this time, there was yin and yang chaotic fairy light flowing between his fingers, like an ancient world suppressing it.
"you!"
Feeling that kind of aura, the being in the copper coffin was frightened and quickly called the war slave to fight the enemy.
The ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked up to the sky and roared, then immediately stepped forward.
Zhou Luo noticed that following his movements, ripples appeared in the void.
With a divine skill, the cracks in the void crisscrossed like knives in the sky, dividing them into countless spaces, enough to crush any existence.
This kind of law reminds him of a certain being in later generations who is also good at the way of space, but his performance is slightly different.
Unfortunately, he met Zhou Luo.
Like a jade palm pressed down by a sacred mountain, all the ripples were smoothed out wherever it passed.
When he came into contact with the war slave's body again, the latter was instantly knocked away and smashed into the void and chaos.
If Zhou Luo hadn't saved his life, he might have been lost in nothingness long ago.
On the other side, the Yin spirit who had lost his war slave hurriedly summoned the corpse emperor's divine bow and poured divine energy into it desperately, just to wake up the sleeping god, hoping that the fully revived imperial soldiers could save his life.
"boom!"
As if the world was created, a thunderous roar came from the divine bow, and a huge figure that resembled a lake appeared behind it.
That is the Corpse Emperor, and he is also the god in the Divine Bow. They both look the same.
However, before the Yin spirit in the bronze coffin could be happy for a long time, the jade palm like opening the sky pressed down.
Feeling that the supreme majesty was offended, Shen Gong resisted with all his strength, and finally struck the imperial blow.
"puff!"
The jade palm was not damaged at all, and he held the divine bow in his palm with his backhand, and the latter immediately let out a cry.
