Chu Cheng stayed in mid-air.
In this desolation, the strong wind rolled up the sleeves, making the reflection also whirl. Reflected on the ground, dancing with the grass.
The shadows are intertwined, and the slender shadow can never overlap with the shadow of the grass.
Just like that wrong relationship, it only comes in waves and cannot be reconciled peacefully.
This was already eighty million miles away from the cave. When I turned back, I could no longer see the cave nor the woman in green.
Chu Cheng did not look back, nor did he think about the woman. His eyes looked around.
Here, the earth is cracked, there are big ravines everywhere, there is no green at all, and there are wild sand flying everywhere under the dark wind.
Such a range covers a radius of more than eight million miles.
With a radius of more than eight million miles, this is a very large area. Chu Cheng saw a huge palm print here, occupying one-fifth of the area.
This is the battle of the strong, above humanity. Except for Xuanjing, no one can create such power.
"The ghost energy here is extremely strong. It also contains strong energy and blood power. It seems that it is a battle between the upper-level ghost immortals and the body-refining monks who have cultivated in Nirvana." Chu Cheng murmured, looking down at these big Gully.
These large ravines are not so deep and dark that the bottom cannot be reached. But it was fiery red.
This is the inflammation of the earth, scorching with heat. However, in the depths of this ravine, there is not only this flaming liquid, but also a large amount of blood.
This is the blood that belongs to the powerful in the Xuan Realm. Only this world will be filled with terrifying and violent Qi.
The second step is that the blood of a strong man has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. If Chu Cheng hadn't forcibly gathered his energy before falling asleep, the cave would have collapsed.
This place has been barren of grass for at least a million years. For at least tens of millions of years, no spiritual energy can return, making it a place where cultivation is impossible.
"In this battle, the strong human race lost." The light in Chu Cheng's eyes kept flashing.
The blood red in the depths of the ravine is filled with a strong fishy smell.
Ghosts have no body, so they naturally do not bleed.
"This battle didn't last long. It only lasted for about one stick of incense. The winner was decided in just one stick of incense. That ghost immortal can be regarded as the top among the same level in the Nether World. generation."
"It's just that the strong man from the human race died in front of that ghost immortal?" Chu Cheng closed his eyes, and in an instant, a clear light shone in his body.
This is life, Chu Cheng is feeling the death energy of this world.
After just a moment, Chu Cheng opened his eyes.
There isn't much death here. Some are just fragments of old energy left over from past years.
There was not much death energy, which meant that although the strong human being was defeated, he did not die.
Among the strong people in Nirvana, there are strengths and weaknesses, as well as victory and defeat. But very, very rarely does real life and death occur. After all, there is a limit to strength and weakness, and it won't be too big.
Chu Cheng was worried because he was worried that Zuo Feiang's life would be in danger.
After all, only two people who survive can enter the top ten in this underworld battle.
Back then, Chu Cheng's soul was severely damaged in that sudden disaster, causing him to fall into coma.
This coma lasted for more than five years.
Today, it is the sixth year since Chu Cheng stepped into this forgotten land.
At first, Zuo Feiang thought that Chu Cheng would definitely die under the attack of hundreds of five-color mysterious disasters.
Not just Zuo Feiang, but anyone who sees this. Everyone thought that Chu Cheng would definitely die.
So, Zuo Feiang left.
In the sixth year, it has been six years since hundreds of thousands of monks from the inner world of the Netherworld entered the land of oblivion.
For the past six years, this place has been forgotten. How many more things happened? How many races have been exterminated.
What Chu Cheng was worried about was that the Nirvana strongman who was defeated by the upper-level ghost immortal was Zuo Feiang, so he stayed here.
"In six years...perhaps the number of strong men who died has reached tens of thousands. The number of living beings affected and destroyed has also reached an incalculable number."
"The battle in the underworld...is based on the lives of countless creatures and powerful men."
"What exactly is the Lord of the Netherworld going to do? Just recruit followers and force all the second-step experts in the realm of annihilation to enter this realm of oblivion?"
There are tens of thousands of monks who have entered the realm of oblivion. But Chu Cheng felt that not everyone was as enthusiastic about the Lord of the Netherworld as Zuo Feiang.
A strong person in the Sky Realm stands at the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao. He has the highest understanding of the Dao in his heart. If he can be given guidance, he may indeed soar to the sky.
But very few can do it. Why risk your life to win?
Chu Cheng became increasingly afraid of the Lord of the Netherworld.
Both good and evil, what is good and what is evil? This move is evil, but in the nether world, it is also right to set rules.
"Some things are better to be seen with one's own eyes. However, it's time to repair the hopelessness of calling 666 again."
Chu Cheng murmured and left the ruins.
It is now the sixth spring since he came to the Forgotten Realm. This time is enough for Zuo Feiang to step out of a realm.
It is undoubtedly impossible to pursue it.
Now, Chu Cheng only hopes that Zuo Feiang will not die. And I am alone, traveling here. To defeat other strong men.
At that time, although Chu Cheng was hit hard. But over five years, the injury has healed.
This is also thanks to the Jiutian Xuan Yue that Liu Qian attracted and hung for a long time, lowering the moonlight.
This belongs to the same source, and integrating into the body can speed up the healing of Chu Cheng's injuries.
Blessings bring disaster. Although Chu Cheng almost died due to this misfortune, the blessing far outweighed this misfortune.
In this Netherworld battle, Chu Cheng's strength may be able to overwhelm all Xuanzhao, but among those powerful people in the Nirvana Realm, he can still only rank behind them.
He needed stronger power, and five years ago, he was given the blessing that made his combat power soar.
Xuanhuang immortal body, two great reincarnations. By combining the two bodies, you can access the fourth revolution.
But with these four great reincarnations, one can resist the strong ones in the early stage of Nirvana with the power of the physical body. Using various other means, it may not be possible to fight against the middle stage of Nirvana.
Another three years passed with the snap of a finger.
In the past three years, Chu Cheng has seen many ruins. A large number of bones were buried.
The shapes of those skeletons are different from those of the human race, and they look strange.
These are the descendants of the Gods in the Forgotten Land.
It's just that these descendants of the God Clan are all destroyed, or the entire clan may be extinct.
In the past three years, Chu Cheng has seen dozens of races exterminated, and he has also seen dozens of ghosts and immortals buried in the ruins, all with their heads destroyed.
This is the strong man who killed them and captured the Netherworld Pearl in the Guixian's mind.
He also saw the death of the six second-step strong men. Their bodies were all withered, leaving only a piece of skin.
This is a miserable situation, for both the strong men in the Netherworld and the forgotten creatures.
Chu Cheng stood in a blood-red land, facing a sea of blood that was difficult to see to the end.
The scarlet color is dazzling, and the fishy smell can even drive a monk with a low level of cultivation into unconsciousness.
Countless bones were floating in the current. Chu Cheng looked at this scene, and a billowing pink light rose from his body.
There was confusion in his eyes.
He didn't see any living things along the way. They were all desolate and dead places.
The confusion became more and more intense.
Chu Cheng raised his head, walked to the center of the sea of blood, picked up a bloody head, looked at it without saying a word, and then said blankly.
"Lord of the Netherworld, what is it for? And what am I...doing?"
