It has been a while since I entered the Hades Palace, and I am basically familiar with the fighting methods of the Hades.
The Jialuo Divine Dagger in his hand was cut down in the air.
The skinny palm that grabbed him suddenly turned around and easily avoided the attack of Jia Luo's dagger.
This shocked Liu Wuxie. The move he just made was something that even an ordinary Immortal Realm person could not avoid, but this skinny palm actually avoided it easily.
Realizing that something was wrong, he rolled his body back and took a step back.
"The response is quite fast!"
The skinny palm actually spoke.
Of course, the palm cannot speak, and the voice comes from the darkness.
The Nether Clan can speak. This is no longer as simple as a high-level Nether Clan. It may be the Nether Lord or even the Nether Emperor.
The Ming Zun is comparable to the human Immortal Sovereign Realm, and the Ming Emperor is comparable to the human Immortal King Realm.
With Liu Wuxie's current cultivation level, it is already the limit to deal with ordinary low-level immortals.
If you meet the Hades Emperor, you will have to wait for death.
"This junior broke into the Hades Palace unintentionally. I would like to ask my seniors to be accommodating and let me go. This junior is very grateful."
Liu Wuxie clasped his fists in the air, hoping that the Nether Clan would let him go.
No one answered, and the skinny palm grabbed Liu Wuxie again, this time faster.
The other party made repeated attacks, which also angered Liu Wuxie.
The Jialuo dagger in his hand slashed towards the palm of his hand again.
The skinny palm seems to be deliberately avoiding the Garo Divine Dagger, and it should be realized that the Garo Divine Dagger is dangerous.
The two sides went back and forth, and Liu Wuxie relied on her powerful fighting skills to avoid the attacks of the skinny palm again and again.
If this continues, it won't be a long-term solution, and he gradually loses feeling in his legs.
Other magical techniques had no effect on the Nether Clan. The opponent was just a palm. When Liu Wuxie sacrificed the Five Elements Divine Palm, the skinny palm quickly disappeared into the void and disappeared without a trace.
The other party was very cunning and knew that Liu Wuxie's magic was powerful.
"Do you think that if you evolve into a bone demon, there's nothing I can do about you?"
Liu Wuxie showed her true fire and did not want to continue to tangle with the skinny palm.
The Nether Clan is divided into several levels. The ordinary Nether Clan belongs to the low-level Nether Clan. They live in the form of mist all year round.
High-level underworld people can transform into various forms, but they have no entity.
Being able to evolve into a bone demon is absolutely unique, and its status in the Nether Clan is extremely high.
If Liu Wuxie guessed correctly, this bone demon was responsible for guarding the Ming Zhu Grass, so as soon as he got close, he was attacked by the bone demon.
"Big Space Technique!"
As long as he forces the Bone Demon out, he will have a way to deal with him.
Even a high-level bone demon can deal with it with Heizi and himself.
I have understood the Great Space Technique, but have not actually used it yet.
With a move of his hands, the surrounding space continued to overlap, like a huge cage, imprisoning everything within a kilometer radius.
In this area, the entire space is controlled by Liu Wuxie.
Those Nether Clan trapped in the space cage, no matter how they attack, cannot tear open the space crystal wall.
Although it is not as good as Di Jiang's perverted space technique, it is still more than enough to deal with ordinary bone demons.
Using the power of darkness, the surrounding vision keeps changing.
A dark figure of the underworld appeared. His body had not yet fully evolved and was only half a body.
The appearance is extremely strange, the body on the left has grown out, and the body on the right is still in a black mist state.
"Low-level bone demon!"
Liu Wuxie finally determined the identity of the other party.
The combat effectiveness of low-level bone demons is comparable to that of the Immortal Lord at level one to level three.
Holding the Jialuo Divine Dagger, he went straight to the skull demon, killed him, and then harvested the Hell Pearl Grass.
The suppression of the large space technique greatly restricted the bone demon's movement speed.
Shrouded in the power of darkness, the Bone Demon had nowhere to hide and could only fight Liu Wuxie head-on.
The reason why the Hades are so powerful is that they have the ability to appear and disappear. As long as their hiding place is cut off, their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of humans.
After breaking through to the first level of the Immortal Lord, both his aura and combat effectiveness are no longer what they used to be.
Just one face-to-face encounter rendered the Bone Demon unable to fight back.
"Master, I don't recommend that you kill the bone demon. If Linglong Tian and the Rakshasa tribe come in, they will also be attacked by the underworld tribe. They will also go here to find the underworld pearl grass. Master can use the bone demon to contain them."
Su Niang's voice rang in Liu Wuxie's ears, advising Liu Wuxie not to kill the bone demon.
The Bone Demon's cultivation level is average, so whether to kill or not to kill is of little significance.
It's better to let him continue to stay here and cause trouble for the Rakshasa tribe and the people of Linglongtian.
They may not know the art of large space, and this is the territory of the Underworld. The little bone demon can cause great trouble for them when they are not expecting it.
"That's a good idea!"
Liu Wuxie pondered for a moment and thought what Su Niang said made sense.
The ghosts of the Rakshasa clan and the people of Linglongtian have been chasing after him.
If you can use the Nether Clan to kill them, that would be the best and save yourself the trouble.
With his current abilities, it would be difficult to escape when encountering a large number of Rakshasa and Linglongtian masters. Now that he had the chance, of course he would kill each one and lose one.
"Heizi, come and contain the bone demon!"
Sacrifice Heizi and let him suppress the bone demon's attack.
After Heizi came out, the fire sticks flew continuously, beating the bone demon until it was unable to fight back.
Taking this opportunity, Liu Wuxie jumped up and swept towards the black lawn in the distance.
Mingzhu grass is a very strange plant, about a foot tall, and it is actually covered with tassels.
The ear is not big and is covered with black pulp, which is what the underworld people feed on.
Liu Wuxie found that the geology of the place where the Mingzhu Grass grew was very soft. If he stepped on the same place for more than two breaths, his body would start to sink.
He sacrificed the Jialuo Divine Dagger and began to harvest vigorously.
A large number of Nether tribesmen rushed toward Liu Wuxie to prevent him from harvesting the Nether Pearl Grass.
Liu Wuxie had been prepared for a long time and used the power of light to fend off those underworld tribesmen.
It only took two breaths to harvest a large amount of Mingzhu grass, and the extra part was kept for later use.
"Heizi, let's go!"
After harvesting the Mingzhu grass, Heizi called and quickly came over to join them.
After returning to the Taihuang World, Liu Wuxie fled into the distance, leaving the Bone Demon roaring in place.
Just now, the power of light was used to illuminate most of the sky. The Rakshasa tribe and Kou Biao were rushing towards this direction at a fast speed.
Before the power of light dissipates completely, lock this area in advance.
By the time they arrived, Liu Wuxie had already fled.
After removing the large space, the Bone Demon regained his freedom, looked at the bare ground, and screamed angrily.
The densely growing Mingzhu grass was harvested by Liu Wuxie.
The rest are of average quality.
If you don't look carefully, there are more than a dozen formation flags planted around the remaining Mingzhu grass.
The Mingzhu grass swings left and right, perfectly hiding the formation flags. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to detect the existence of the formation flags.
"We finally found the Underworld Pearl Grass."
Several saints from Linglongtian yelled excitedly. Their legs were much worse than Liu Wuxie's.
One of the Holy Sons was almost carried here by Kou Biao.
The Rakshasa tribe is not much better, their legs have begun to rot.
"Alert, send three people to harvest the Hell Pearl Grass."
Luohu was worthy of being the leader of the Rakshasa clan, and he immediately went on alert to prevent a sneak attack from the Nether clan.
Kou Biao stayed where he was and sent another elder and a saint to harvest the Mingzhu grass, while he stayed to take care of those saints.
The hand that had been skinny suddenly came out and grabbed the most seriously injured Linglong Tianshengzi.
"ah!"
The Holy Son was caught off guard.
It was too late for Kou Biao to rescue him. Everyone's eyes fell on Ming Zhucao, ignoring the surroundings.
"Crack!"
The saint's neck tilted and he was pinched to death by the bone demon.
"boom!"
Kou Biao's attack also arrived. With a palm crushing him, the bone demon was directly shattered and turned into countless broken bones rolling on the ground.
"Senior Brother Zhong!"
The two saints sitting aside quickly greeted each other and found that Senior Brother Zhong had expired.
Rahu's eyes changed slightly, and he ordered the other Rakshasa tribe to prepare for battle.
Looking at the dead Holy Son, Kou Biao's heart was bleeding.
"Buzz!"
The matter was far from over. As soon as the three Rakshasa clan members and Elder Linglongtian entered the vicinity of the Mingzhu Grass, a buzzing sound came from the sky and the earth.
"Formation!"
Elder Linglongtian was shocked that they were trapped in the formation.
"It was arranged by Liu Wuxie!"
The Holy Son who came in with him roared hysterically.
It was impossible for the Nether Clan to set up the formation, it was Liu Wuxie who deliberately left it behind, waiting for them to fall into the urn.
"Liu Wuxie, you and I are irreconcilable!"
The body of the trapped elder began to sink.
The soil in the area where the Pearl Grass is located is extremely wet and soft. If you stay in the same place for a long time, your body will slowly sink into it, similar to a swamp.
It's not a very powerful formation, it just traps them and prevents them from leaving this area.
"You stay here, I'll go rescue people."
Kou Biao said to the remaining three saints, asking them to take care of the body.
The remaining three Holy Sons formed a triangle as if facing a formidable enemy to prevent the underworld tribe from sneak attack.
Rahu also ordered five Rakshasas to go rescue them.
The formation continues to shrink. With the three Rakshasa clan members and the two Linglongtian masters, the area of activity is becoming increasingly limited.
Unconsciously, their feet had sunk into the swamp, submerging their calves.
"Elder Kou, help me quickly!"
The Holy Son who came in to harvest the Ming Zhu Grass panicked and began to struggle desperately.
The harder you struggle, the faster you sink.
No matter how hard they attack, they can't tear apart the formation.
Kou Biao held a long sword and chopped it down in the air.
"boom!"
A faint ripple extended in all directions.
Liu Wuxie broke through to the Immortal Lord Realm, and the formations he arranged became more and more sophisticated.
What's even more terrifying is that Liu Wuxie has a trace of the Immortal Emperor's will incorporated into it. Even if an ordinary low-level Immortal Emperor comes, he can't open it for a moment.
After dozens of consecutive attacks, not only did the formation fail to break, but the powerful counterattack force shocked the Rakshasa clan in the formation until blood spewed from their mouths.
Luo Hu finally realized the seriousness of the situation and took action personally.
All kinds of methods were used, but the formation remained motionless.
The three Rakshasa and two humans trapped in the formation looked desperate. They had sunk to their waists.
"How could this happen? I don't want to die!"
The Holy Son of Linglongtian who was trapped in the formation actually cried loudly.
They have been on edge since entering the Hall of Hades.
Until this moment, completely released.
"You won't die, I will save you."
Kou Biao's eyes became colder and colder, and he even began to burn his essence and blood, and he wanted to save them. One person has already been lost, and there can be no more losses.
