The Yun Territory army is gathering, and undercurrents are surging in the Xiang Territory.
Before that, the vast area extended to the far north.
The netherworld fire along the way became unstable.
Many people said that when they were walking on the road, they were suddenly attacked by the Netherworld Flame.
It burned very fiercely, and anyone who accidentally touched it would have a layer of blood burned off. Those whose strength was below the Po Dao level would be burned to death.
This is just the power of a small ball of netherworld fire.
Even a city half-destroyer would have to avoid those huge balls of flame.
Lian Miecheng said that the sudden madness of the Netherfire, which had been stable for many years, must be an ominous sign.
The edge of the Far North.
The young man held the purse in his hand and leisurely scanned the glacier. There was not a single ghost or person in it.
But this is just the appearance of being close to the mountains.
Continue walking inside from the edge for about ten miles.
The glaciers have disappeared.
Instead, there was desolation all over the ground, covered with netherworld flames.
Not to mention ice and snow, even the temperature has risen to over 20 degrees.
You know, the temperature in the far north is dozens of degrees below zero.
From negative to positive, this area has achieved a polar reversal.
"Spectacular, truly spectacular. When I came out, I heard that an interesting thing had happened in the Far North."
The young master muttered to himself, "The Far North was ravaged by a massacre. A demon named Jiang Chen obtained the rumored corpse of eternal punishment, but he couldn't suppress his murderous intent. So he went on a killing spree, not stopping until he had completely decimated the Far North."
“When I first heard this story, I thought it was strange.”
The young master tapped his chin with the hand that was not holding the purse.
"The Eternal Punishment Corpse is known as the Emperor's Body, the strongest of all, possessing inexhaustible stamina and the ability to instantly heal broken limbs..."
"With this body, if it can't stop killing, it will only kill until it is blasted to death by the wrath of heaven. How can it stop in the far north?"
"Three heavenly punishments make up one calamity. A monster that can obtain the body of eternal punishment can at least survive three calamities. During this period, let alone the Far North, even if it kills through one or two more regions, it will be more than enough."
"There can only be one possibility: someone stopped it from leaving the Far North."
“Tsk tsk…”
The young man stood with his hands behind his back, gently tossing his purse.
"I wouldn't dare to boast about stopping the Eternal Punishment Corpse, but I can guarantee it with all my heart. You're even stronger than I thought."
Looking back, a ball of flame appeared behind him.
The small flame slowly transformed into a blurry human figure, and then gradually became clearer.
A man in a black formal suit stepped out, followed closely by countless Netherworld flames.
It was still a broken path, but the dark flames behind it, as big as a mountain, raised its status to the same level as that of a young master.
A little flame fluttered on the edge of the black dress. After listening to the story told by the young master, her expression was calm and she did not refute.
He also added:
"There are indeed many parts of the rumor that are exaggerated, such as..."
"In the Far North, I only slaughtered half of them. I slaughtered the other half."
Looking at the Netherworld Flame that was exactly the same as this wasteland, it could guess what it was even without being told.
I just don’t understand, “Why do you do this? It’s interesting?”
"I don't know. I forgot."
"Forgot? Looks like someone has entered the Eternal Night."
The young master suddenly realized that he lived in the eternal night and was quite familiar with the word "forget".
Then he shook his purse again. "This little gambling trick is quite interesting. I came here, firstly, to read the rumors, and secondly, to see how it could bring disaster to the country. Are you interested?"
"Without the blessing of Dragon Luck, seeing the signs of disaster for the country is a dead end. It is still of great use to me, so I hope you will give it up."
"hiss……"
The young master re-examined the black dress. "You know quite a lot, even the words 'Dragon Luck', but... you don't know who I am?"
The man in black suit shook his head.
It had no impression of the man in front of it who called himself Young Master. The only thing it knew was that the other party was an old ghost who had lived for ten thousand years. It made no difference whether he was dead or alive.
Old monsters like this are the most annoying.
"But forget about giving it up. Such an interesting little ghost can't be found anywhere. Unless, you take its place?"
The young master was very interested in the man in front of him, who was obviously very powerful but deliberately dressed in a shabby black suit. If he saw the appearance of a man who could bring disaster to the country, there would be no problem with it.
"My life is nothing compared to that of the enemy in your purse. Ten of its lives are not worth one of mine."
The woman in the black dress straightened her chest, devaluing the girl's weirdness.
"From the tone of your voice, are you planning to rob me by force?"
"Are you planning on not giving it to me?"
The man in the black suit was not timid, but his face turned slightly cold as he played chess with him.
The young master raised his hand and waved it casually. A miniature version of the scorching sun floated out of his hand, and the temperature around him suddenly rose to 100 degrees!
The man in black formal attire who was confronting him was engulfed in flames and turned into nothing after just one glance.
"Remember my name—Immortal Lord Zi Yang!"
The black dress in front of him was already "dead", but its attack did not stop at all.
After the scorching sun, there was a sudden downpour, and the cloudless starry sky was suddenly filled with heavy rain!
The rain fell to the ground like a cannonball, creating holes in the ground one after another.
These pits are a disaster for living things, and the same is true for weird things.
The small ball of Netherworld flame was in danger of being extinguished under the sudden rain, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally gradually disappeared.
"The rumors say you're famous, but unfortunately, in just the Far North, I could slaughter them a hundred times without even blinking an eye. There's a world of difference between you and me."
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