He can even suppress the Demon Ancestor Rāhu. How powerful has this boy become?
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Deep in the Zixiao Temple, a dark corridor winds downwards, and the Netherworld torches embedded in the stone walls cast a flickering green light.
Li Lingge stepped on the obsidian steps engraved with runes, and every step caused subtle ripples of spiritual power.
The Purple Sky God Emperor, who was leading the way carefully in front, suddenly stopped.
"This drop of blood has been sealed in the Nine Nether Altar for tens of millions of years."
He pointed to the suddenly interrupted corridor ahead. Beneath the cliff was a surging chaotic energy, with only nine rusty bronze chains traversing the void.
"The Nine Heavenly Punishment Seal left by the Ancient God cannot be broken by anyone."
Chaos divine light flowed in Li Lingge's eyes, and he could clearly see the dense ancient divine patterns on the chains.
Those lines are not static, but are constantly reorganizing and changing.
The outermost chain was engraved with the four ancient characters "Tian Xing Lei Wen", and electric arcs crackled between the chains.
He must obtain the blood essence of the Demon Ancestor Luohou, otherwise there is no way to restore the Xuanyuan Sword.
Although he temporarily suppressed Luohu's power, it was not a long-term solution.
A short pain is worse than a long one, and he must make a break between him and Luohu.
"Get out of the way."
The moment the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword in Li Lingge's hand touched the first chain, the entire underground palace suddenly shook violently.
Nine purple thunderbolts descended from the dome, but were swallowed by the suddenly emerging chaotic energy when they touched the tips of his hair.
The Purple Sky God Emperor stumbled back and bumped into the stone wall engraved with the Demon Suppression Diagram.
The next moment, the "Burning Heaven Divine Fire" pattern on the second chain suddenly rolled back and turned into a wave of incandescent fire that rushed towards him.
The shock wave generated by the collision of sword energy and divine fire crushed the obsidian ground within a radius of a hundred feet into powder.
Li Lingge's robe fluttered, and a golden vertical line appeared between his eyebrows.
When the third wave of fire hit, chaotic divine fire surged around Li Lingge's body and actually swallowed and fused the flames.
He walked forward on the burning chains. Five chains in front of him intertwined into a cage shape, with Luohou's blood suspended in the center. The outline of a human face occasionally appeared on the surface of the dark red blood beads.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce the seal core of the fifth chain, the entire altar suddenly fell into absolute darkness.
Li Lingge felt dizzy for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already on an ancient battlefield.
Under the blood moon, the remnant of the God Lord, wearing golden armor, held a spear, with the tip of the spear just three inches from his throat.
"Later generations of monks, retreat!"
The Lord God's voice resonated with the heaven and earth, and the clouds shook for thousands of miles.
Li Lingge saw that his right hand holding the sword was turning into a point of light and dissipating. This was the space of spiritual consciousness, and any fear would be infinitely magnified.
The Chaos Green Lotus bloomed in his sea of consciousness. Li Lingge did not retreat but advanced, allowing the Spear of Judgment to pierce his chest, and his blood-stained fingers grabbed the God's visor.
"You've been gone for thousands of years, why do you cling to it?"
As he spoke, the chaotic divine power flowed upstream along the spear shaft, and the golden armor of the God Lord began to crack inch by inch, revealing the sealing runes flowing inside.
Bang bang bang!
In the real world, four chains broke, and the fifth chain was stretched to its limit.
The Purple Sky God Emperor watched in horror as chaos-colored flames burst out of Li Lingge's seven orifices at the same time, and the demon-suppressing steles around the altar began to crack on a large scale.
When the sixth "Nine Netherworld Lock" began to loosen, something strange happened.
The demonic energy on the surface of the essence and blood suddenly condensed into three thousand red threads, piercing into the acupuncture points all over Li Lingge's body.
He groaned, spider-web-like blood lines appeared under his skin, and his right arm holding the sword instantly shriveled like a dead branch.
"Break the ban with blood."
A drop of blood flew out from Li Lingge's forehead and turned into a fire phoenix in the air, crashing into the remaining chains.
The "Nine Stars Locking God Formation" on the seventh chain was burned by blood flames, and the nine embedded star cores exploded one after another. The shock wave tore a huge crack in the dome of the underground palace, revealing the sky outside.
When the eighth level of the "Tian Gang Demon Subduing Formation" was activated, the shadows of thirty-six golden-armored gods rose from the altar.
Li Lingge's eyes narrowed, half of his body was filled with the divine power of the ancient gods, and the other half was filled with the demonic energy of Rāhu.
One thought to gods and demons!
He held the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed down with one blow.
Click, click, click!
The remaining chains shattered together, and a terrifying demonic power erupted!
That drop of Rāhu's blood slowly floated up and hovered in front of Li Lingge.
The essence and blood squirmed and gradually turned into an illusory figure with devil horns on its head and blood-red eyes like the abyss. It was none other than the Demon Ancestor Rāhu.
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