Chapter 242: The Opportunity of the Second-Level Spiritual River, the Prince of Xiliang Passed Away Peacefully
The bloody bell was knocked down from the sky and hit the ground of the capital. The bell wave trembled and rippled, making the whole capital seem to come to life at this moment.
But this is not what Gu Chenglin wants.
He sacrificed the Blood Bell, intending to complete the last step of refining, to sacrifice all the people, all the seeds, and all the souls in the city to the Blood Bell, and complete the final step in the darkening of the national destiny.
As long as he completes this step, he can, as the son of the Netherworld, open up a passage to the Netherworld in the human world. At that time, he will not only be able to enter the Netherworld and gain immortality in cultivation, but also be able to extradite the terrifying and evil spirits from the Netherworld. The powerful Netherworld army!
He is Nether's spokesperson in the human world and will surely become the top being in the world!
By then, everything from Yuanmeng to Dali to Anle will have to be suppressed by him.
However, all the good wishes exploded into pieces from the moment the blood clock was knocked down, with a sound like a glass breaking. This really made him shocked and angry!
"Who?! Who is it?!"
The prince, Gu Chenglin, was completely crazy, roaring repeatedly. The terrifying murderous intent and resentment seemed to have turned into long black dragons, wrapping around him, roaring filial piety along with his roars.
Gu Chenglin did not expect that his plan would be interrupted. It did not happen outside the city. It was not the coalition forces of Yuanmeng and Dali that broke through the defense of the capital. Instead, a force suddenly burst out from within the city!
They launched a sneak attack on him and caught him by surprise!
Gu Chenglin's eyes were stained with blood, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. His eyes kept scanning the dead city. All the people were hiding in the houses. They were already dying, and their souls were almost completely refined by him.
But……
Who could it be?
How could an enemy suddenly appear in the city without anyone noticing?
You know, as Emperor Gu Baijing of Xiliang was sealed in the Lishan Ancient Tomb like Emperor Yuanmeng, the person in power in Xiliang today is naturally the prince Gu Chenglin.
Gu Chenglin should be able to sense any top powerhouse who sets foot in the capital.
How could this be?
"get out!"
"What kind of thing is it that hides its head and shows its tail!"
Gu Chenglin roared.
However, the entire capital... was still extremely quiet, like a dead city.
Gu Chenglin's brows glowed brightly, as if a vertical eye was opening fiercely, and the majestic power of his mind swept and spread with his body as the center.
Gu Chenglin set foot in the Ten Realms, and with the help of the Netherworld inheritance, the Netherworld Blood Pool and the Netherworld Blood Clock, he directly broke through the bottleneck and became the Tenth Realm that is rare in the world today.
However, this is not enough for Gu Chenglin.
Getting stronger is his only idea!
Buzz buzz...
The blood-colored eyes between his brows continuously swept out the power of his mind, sweeping every corner of the capital.
However, no hidden powerhouse has been found yet.
"Impossible... I am in the Tenth Realm. Who can hide so much that even I can't detect it?"
"A strong person in the Ten Realms has mastered the power of the Dao and must maintain a connection with the Dao anytime and anywhere. In fact, it is more difficult to hide it. Therefore, unless the opponent's cultivation is extremely strong, that means his cultivation has never set foot in the Ten Realms..."
No matter what, there is no doubt that there is a strong person hidden in the city who is the mother.
Gu Chenglin floated down and landed in the city. He scanned the surroundings vigilantly, but still did not see any strong people.
He walked slowly and walked to the side of the Netherworld Blood Clock that had fallen to the ground.
He plans to re-establish the connection with the Blood Clock and complete the final step of summoning the Netherworld!
Threads of bloody light overflowed from his body, floating and surging, wrapping around the blood clock like a snake.
Gu Chenglin's face once again showed excitement and madness.
The blood clock began to break away from the ground, slowly floating up, and terrifying pressure was released from the blood clock.
He is about to re-establish contact and complete refining...
Although some time was wasted.
But the problem is not big. Gu Chenglin believes that Prime Minister Baiqi's cultivation in the Ten Realms and Three Disasters will be enough to buy him enough time.
However, the expression on Gu Chenglin's face soon froze again.
Because when he raised the blood clock again.
It was as if another spiritual river was sweeping across, throwing up majestic waves, which once again shattered the connection between Gu Chenglin and the Blood Clock.
Poof!
Gu Chenglin suppressed his frustration and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood dyed his lips red, and his face was extremely ferocious.
"ah!
! "
He roared madly.
After being fucked twice in a row, his mentality became slightly unbalanced.
"Get out, get out!"
Gu Chenglin's hair was flying upside down, his eyes were full of blood, and his reason seemed to be gradually being submerged.
From the waves of the second spiritual river...
Gu Chenglin seems to have captured the general area!
"All of them must die for me!"
Gu Chenglin roared angrily, and countless black energy surged out from his back, converging into the shape of a huge ghost beast.
The ferocious beast smacked down with both palms, and the area locked by Gu Chenglin seemed to be completely reduced to ruins under this palm.
However.
A long river rushed across the suspension, blocking the clapping palm.
Gu Chenglin's hair was swinging crazily, his face was cold and crazy, staring at the floating colorful river, an excited and sick smile gradually appeared on his face.
"finally found you!"
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An Le didn't bother to pay attention to Gu Chenglin.
When Gu Chenglin offered the familiar Netherworld Blood Bell and Netherworld Blood Pool, An Le was sure that the Netherworld inheritance had indeed fallen into Xiliang and was obtained by the mad prince Gu Chenglin.
No wonder Gu Chenglin's cultivation reached the tenth realm.
But what really made An Le suddenly realize was why all the people in the capital of Xiliang died and turned into resentful spirits.
It turned out that everything was Gu Chenglin's handiwork.
Gu Chenglin, who had obtained the Netherworld inheritance, completely let go of his mind and became more unscrupulous.
He just wanted to become stronger. In order to become stronger, he could even abandon the father who betrayed his country, not to mention a group of mortal civilians who were originally ants.
He sacrificed the entire city and blackened the national destiny.
Only the Netherworld inheritance could do this.
The blackened national destiny has not been completely formed, which is why Gu Chenglin sent people to capture people from towns and villages around.
He needs human lives to fill the vacancy of the capital, to completely form the blackened national destiny, stabilize it, and not collapse!
By then, Xiliang will become a real demonic domain, even enough to carry the coming of the netherworld!
Anle will naturally not let Gu Chenglin complete it easily.
Not to mention the crisis brought by the coming of the netherworld, just the people in the city, since Anle is here, it is impossible for him to watch them being slaughtered and sacrificed.
He can't save the people who have died and turned into resentful spirits, but those who have not died yet and have been arrested by Gu Chenglin cannot be ignored.
Although he is not a saint, when the real evil appears in front of him and he has the ability to stop it, he will naturally not stand by and watch, and will do his best to take action.
The first thing Anle had to do was to help these people who had not yet died get rid of the connection they had established, and to sever the connection so that they would not be killed by Gu Chenglin after he completed the last step.
But in fact, these people who had not yet died were a bit like being cursed, and the source of this curse was the resentful spirits of those people who had long died.
When those people stepped into the city and ate the first portion of food prepared by the resentful spirits in the city, they established a connection with each other, or were cursed.
In addition, the house would emit a strong breath of the netherworld every night, which intensified the refining, slowly corroded their souls, and eroded their spirit.
This is what Anle has studied during this period.
Gu Chenglin's purpose is very simple, to create a black national destiny, or to completely lock in the black national destiny, so that the black national destiny will not collapse and disappear.
Things like national destiny are actually connected with the strength of the country and public opinion.
Why do powerful countries not easily give up their people? Even if it is a country founded by a powerful cultivator, the people will still be put first. That is because the fate of a country is related to the cultivators, but it is also closely related to every citizen.
In ancient times, a saint said: Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.
The public opinion is like water, that's it.
Although Xiliang has become a demon country, it is impossible to go against the will of heaven. They slaughtered the people, but there was a limit in the past, and they would not be too reckless. Only when Gu Baijing proved the tenth realm, he started a big killing and slaughtered the people of a city.
However, after Gu Chenglin took over, he didn't have this scruple. Whether it was a sneak attack on the city of the Yuanmeng Empire, or his own capital and many cities under his command...
All of them launched a big killing, and too many people died under Gu Chenglin's massacre.
One of the reasons why Gu Chenglin was so reckless was that he got the inheritance of the netherworld and was able to create a black national destiny.
Anle's eyes were cold and silent, the fate of the country was darkening...
It was a beautiful thought.
Since the fate of the country was darkening, there was no need for it to exist.
Anle thought about it, raised his hand and knocked again, and the strong power of his mind spread out. He wanted to make the people who were not dead regain their consciousness, get rid of the curse, and recognize Gu Chenglin's conspiracy.
They must get rid of the shackles of their hearts.
Anle used the power of his heart as soon as he made a move, or in other words, if he wanted to wash away the power of the curse, he had to use the power of his heart.
The long river of the heart surged out, but it was like a breeze blowing over the city, flowing into the wooden houses of every living citizen.
In each wooden house, the dying people looked bitter, some were desperate and terrified. As the curse deepened, they could gradually see the true appearance of the ghosts selling food. It was because they could see clearly that they were afraid, and their minds would fluctuate, and finally they would continue to weaken and lose their resistance to the curse.
The long river of the soul flowed slowly, sensing the emotions and consciousness of every citizen. Fear, despair, sadness, numbness...all kinds of emotions rose from many houses in the whole city, and then fed back to Anle.
Anle could see all kinds of emotions from the perspective of the long river of the soul, which turned into all kinds of lines. The lines were intertwined and entangled. What Anle had to do... was to sort out these lines, classify them, and finally eliminate these emotions through the long river of the soul.
The design and thinking of the plan were simple, but it was definitely not easy for Anle to really do so.
When he really started to sort out these emotions, countless emotions seemed to come alive, exuding all kinds of thoughts and ideas.
These thoughts are so chaotic that they will affect and interfere with the sorting of emotions.
This is indeed a challenge for Anle. The first-level perfect river of the mind is thousands of feet long, and the use of the power of the mind is very good.
However, Anle still has a hard time sorting out the emotions of these people.
Because these people are not one or two, hundreds or thousands, but tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands!
So many emotions are more difficult to sort out than twisted dough sticks.
Anle concentrates on processing and classifying these emotions. If each emotion is a turbulent flow, a force that impacts the mind, then so many turbulent flows rushing together, even Anle... feels a little tired.
This is why Anle is too lazy to pay attention to Gu Chenglin. He needs to concentrate on sorting out these emotions to help solve the power of the curse.
Anle did not feel bored, and even a bright color appeared in his eyes, because he could feel that in the process of dissipating the power of the curse, the emotional power floating on these mortals turned into pure spiritual power and merged into the long river of the soul.
It was equivalent to using the power of the curse to wash and purify the long river of the soul.
This undoubtedly gave Anle a new hope, the hope of transforming the long river of the soul into the second level!
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On the vast plain outside the Western Liang Demon Kingdom, the battle started instantly.
That was the battle between the ten realms, the power that truly stood at the top of the world.
The power of the ten realms was enough to rival a powerful army. This was no longer a power at the level of the rivers and lakes, and it was not something that could be killed by piling up numbers.
The practitioners of the ninth realm might still be crushed and swept by the army.
However, the Ten Realms basically do not exist. Even the most elite army in the world can only rely on the condensed military force to slightly block the Ten Realms. If you want to kill them, don't be delusional.
Quantitative change will indeed lead to qualitative change, but the top quality is no longer determined by quantity.
Ten thousand drums thundering on the ground, thousands of flags blazing in the wind!
The army is charging and killing, but they all consciously avoid the battlefield where the Ten Realms strongmen are.
On the plain, smoke and dust are rolling, swords are shining like rainbows, and murderous aura is overwhelming!
The confrontation between the Ten Realms strongmen officially broke out here.
Wang Yansheng's arm bones shined brightly, and the sword river roared out. During the vibration, an extremely terrible cutting force broke out, and the power of the treasure sword was fully demonstrated.
Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, and Zhu Cheng of the North Sea both have their own confidence. They have transformed into dragons, and the dragon flesh is extremely powerful. When the five claws tear, the space seems to be torn apart.
Xiliang Prime Minister Baiqi is indeed extraordinary and definitely not a weakling. He is definitely not a weakling if he can step into the realm of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters!
The huge fox tail stretched across the sky, not just one, but nine. Every time it hit, it looked light, but the power contained extremely terrifying destructive power.
Winter!
A mountain was directly flattened by the tail, blasted into pure dust and disappeared, and the extremely dense black demonic energy was overwhelming and extremely terrifying!
This is a peerless evil demon, very rare. It has devoured too much blood and food, and the evil demonic energy on its body is so dense that it is disgusting. Its cultivation and combat power have also reached an extremely powerful level.
Wang Yansheng's sword light was broken up, and the sword river was swept by the tail of the nine-tailed fox demon Baiqi, and shot out backwards. Wang Yansheng held the sword, and the powerful blood and qi power burst out from his body, leading to the sword, and the sword light soared.
On the other side, two dragons also transformed into their true bodies to fight against Bai Qi, a nine-tailed fox demon of the level of ten realms and three disasters.
"You, this evil beast, originally came from Kunpeng Mountain, and is a descendant of the Bai family, a fox fairy of Kunpeng Mountain. However, the fox fairy lineage never kills people, does not eat blood, and has learned the civilization of the human race for generations. As a result, you are an alien."
"As a member of the fox fairy clan of Kunpeng Mountain, you turned into a terrible evil demon! Are you worthy of the fox fairy clan?"
Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, said sternly, trying to shake Bai Qi from a psychological level and affect his combat power.
Although Ao Feng felt that this possibility was extremely small, after all, Bai Qi was an evil demon who had eaten too much blood and would not be easily shaken.
Zhu Cheng made his move silently.
In the early stage of the Three Venerables, Ten Realms and One Disaster, Bai Qi, who was fighting against Bai Qi, who was at the level of ten realms and three disasters, did not have much advantage. It can even be said that he was completely suppressed by Bai Qi.
However, Bai Qi did not dare to take it lightly.
Because there are two Ten Realms in the coalition camp, namely Lu Yishan who has the star map, and Boyan, the left prime minister of Yuanmeng with a feather fan and a scarf.
What makes Bai Qi solemn is Lu Yishan, who is a world-famous legendary national teacher. It is said that he can fight against the Ten Realms when he is in the Ninth Realm. Now that he has stepped into the Tenth Realm and holds the treasured Star Map, his combat power is even more difficult to guess.
Therefore, Bai Qi is very solemn.
However, Bai Qi only wants to buy time. He does not want to kill Wang Yansheng and the other two, because if he wants to kill these three Ten Realms One Disaster level strongmen, even he will have to pay a lot of price and energy.
After all, the reason why he stepped into the Ten Realms Three Disasters level is because Gu Chenglin sacrificed too much blood food for him, and he relied on this power to force his way through the barrier.
In fact, his foundation is not very stable. If he faces the real Ten Realms Three Disasters, he may be at a disadvantage, but he can suppress the Ten Realms One Disaster level cultivators.
If he wants to kill Wang Yansheng and the two dragons, he must fight with all his might and pay a heavy price!
The figure instantly pulled out a ghostly afterimage, the tail fluttered, and it chopped down fiercely like nine knives, and the space seemed to be chopped into pieces.
Wang Yansheng roared, opened his mouth and spit out a breath of his own sword energy, the sword energy wrapped around the long river of the sword, and the power increased. This was the sword energy that Wang Yansheng had devoured the power of the sword path during this period of time and refined.
Winter!
The wind of breaking the gods and the thunder of annihilation intertwined and flashed.
Then, Wang Yansheng flew horizontally, and his legs plowed a gully on the plain. On the other side, two dragons also attacked one after another, and the dragon claws slapped down. The dragon clan’s tyrannical body made them somewhat fearless of the white flag.
The confrontation between the three was separated at the touch, but the flickering aftermath of the battle was like the bell waves of an ancient bell, shaking continuously and spreading for hundreds of miles.
The confrontation between the ten realms can lead to the direction of the battlefield war.
However, under the command of Lu Yishan and Boyan, the direction of this war was clear from the beginning, that is, to destroy Xiliang.
Baiqi was not stupid. He knew that Xiliang had no ability to stop the coalition forces of Yuanmeng and Dali. The only hope he could put on it was that Gu Chenglin could complete the sacrifice, tear open a corner of the Netherworld, and attract reinforcements from the Netherworld as the son of the Netherworld. Only in this way could there be hope of a comeback.
Otherwise, Xiliang would be destroyed!
In today's world, no country can withstand the coalition forces of Dali and Yuanmeng.
Baiqi now puts all his hopes on Gu Chenglin.
And he also believes that Gu Chenglin will not disappoint him.
Suddenly, Baiqi, who was suppressing Wang Yansheng, changed his expression slightly.
He looked back in the direction of the capital of Xiliang. He clearly felt that something was wrong, because after so long, Gu Chenglin had not completed the sacrifice and failed to extradite and summon a corner of the Netherworld...
This is unreasonable!
In the capital of Xiliang, Gu Chenglin is the real god. Sacrificing those already cursed and dying people should be a piece of cake.
"There is something fishy in the city!"
Bai Qi's face suddenly darkened.
He can only pin his hopes on Gu Chenglin now. As long as Gu Chenglin summons a corner of the netherworld and the netherworld army, there will be a real chance to turn the tables!
"Kill!"
Bai Qi's eyes flashed, and the murderous aura became more and more intense. With a stern shout, he killed Wang Yansheng.
His attacks became more and more fierce, and he also wanted to try to open up the situation in his own place.
At the same time.
In the army.
Lu Yishan sat upright in a wheelchair, his Confucian robe fluttering, and his fingers tapped lightly on the seat guard.
Looking at the dark capital of Xiliang, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect... the young master's whereabouts are still in the capital of Xiliang."
"I heard that Xiliang Prince Gu Chenglin has become the new Son of the Netherworld... but the young master appeared in the capital of Xiliang. It seems that... the young master has confronted the Son of the Netherworld?"
Lu Yishan thought about it and couldn't help but chuckle.
The young master specifically stared at the Son of the Netherworld.
Whoever becomes the Son of the Netherworld will be unlucky.
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Swish, swish...
That was the sound of the soul river flowing, the sound of the explosion was constantly rising and falling, and there were violent fluctuations. One after another, emotions were smoothed, clarified, and turned into pure spiritual power, which merged into the long river.
This is a process of unraveling the silk, and for Anle, the benefits are actually not small.
The soul river continued to grow and grow in this process...
One, two, three...
Thousands, tens of thousands of spiritual powers merged.
One curse was resolved, and the water flow of the soul river became more and more turbulent.
Anle's eyes were bright, and the cursed people in the city were freed from the influence of the curse and gradually became sober.
The influence of the wooden house and the resentful spirits for so many days, the curse cast by them, all disappeared under the rolling of the long river of the soul!
When the curse of the last citizen was eliminated.
The blackened national destiny above the capital of Xiliang was rolling in an uneasy roar!
The last transformation it wanted to carry out, at this moment, completely failed. It wanted to extradite a corner of the netherworld, but there was no hope.
In the city.
Gu Chenglin's face was extremely ugly. He wanted to reconnect with the blood bell again and again, but there was always a mysterious spiritual power sweeping over, cutting off the connection he had reestablished with great difficulty, and damaging his mind.
Let him fail again and again!
Gu Chenglin felt that he was almost going crazy!
And when Anle lifted the curse of the last citizen, Gu Chenglin sensed it, and there seemed to be an irresistible sense of emptiness in his heart.
Gu Chenglin's eyes trembled, and his heart almost bled.
All the preparations for so many days were gone at this moment!
"Who are you?!"
Gu Chenglin stared at the colorful river, his voice a little hoarse.
He was sure that the man was hiding in these wooden houses.
He began to fall into madness, and the terrible black demonic energy was constantly released from his body, sweeping, smashing, and slashing in the direction of the long river.
The wooden houses exploded, and the people hiding in them trembled in fear.
Some people were directly affected and annihilated by the power.
Gu Chenglin's mentality was already somewhat unbalanced. He could still accept that the connection between him and the blood bell was cut off, but when the final preparations for the blackening of the national destiny were destroyed and the opportunity to complete the complete blackening of the national destiny was lost, he naturally felt heartbroken.
"get out!"
The sweeping demonic energy is constantly stirring, destroying houses one after another, affecting many civilians, as if it wants to destroy the entire city!
He wanted to use this method to force out the person who was hiding in the dark and sneaking up on him!
suddenly.
Gu Chenglin's movements suddenly stopped. The black spear he held in his hand was clenched with slanted fingers. He raised his head and stared at a wooden house with cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"found it!"
Cold, spiteful, and murderous words burst out from his mouth.
Holding the black spear, his figure suddenly swept away in one direction. He sensed that there... was the source of the power of the soul!
The culprit who toyed with him and cut off his hopes was right there!
boom!
The door of the wooden house was instantly kicked open and exploded.
Gu Chenglin was filled with murderous intent, holding a long spear. The black spear was like a poisonous snake, exhaling traces of vicious breath.
Gu Chenglin came to kill him and rushed into the house.
Subsequently.
His eyes were blank and he flew out upside down.
He didn't even get a clear look at his enemy before he was struck by an irresistible force.
The long bluestone street was in tatters, and Gu Chenglin, who was thrown upside down, rubbed his back, causing cracks and ravines.
He stood up, with disbelief and shock in his eyes.
Staring at the wooden house, a young man wearing coarse clothes and an ordinary face walked out of the wooden house.
The young man's body contains extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations, and his eyes are as deep as the starry sky in the dark night, with countless stars twinkling and moving.
Gu Chenglin tightened his grip on the black soul-capturing gun in his hand. It was a treasure, a weapon that reached the treasure level by killing and devouring souls. After Gu Chenglin set foot in the ten realms, he also reached the treasure level.
At this moment, only this treasure could bring him some peace and gradually calm down his crazy mind.
"Who are you? Among the powerful people in the world, when are there people like you?!"
Gu Chenglin spoke hoarsely.
He really didn't recognize the ordinary person in front of him. He could repel him with one move and knock him out of the wooden house. The cultivation level of the person in front of him was absolutely powerful. Don't say it, he must be a ten-level person.
But……
There are only so many strong men in the ten realms in the world, and with Gu Chenglin's identity and background, he would naturally recognize them all.
Therefore, he was curious and confused because he had not recognized it.
An Le looked at Gu Chenglin calmly. In the early stage of Ten Realms and One Disaster... In his eyes now, he was not an opponent at all.
After all, on the Immortal Pride Monument, even the Immortal Pride of Heaven at the level of Ten Realms and Three Disasters can be killed...
He really didn't take it to heart that there was only one disaster in ten realms.
An Le calmly moved his eyes away from Gu Chenglin. He glanced around and saw one resentful spirit after another. Looking at these resentful spirits, An Le couldn't help but have an idea in his mind.
Gu Chenglin felt that he was ignored.
This disregard... made him very angry. Crazy people are very sensitive in themselves.
"Even if you are very powerful...but this is the capital of Xiliang after all. I don't know how you concealed yourself in Xiliang, but since you are here, I will protect you whether you are a dragon or a tiger!"
Gu Chenglin said coldly, and the blood pool behind him began to surge and swirl.
As he entered the tenth realm, the increase brought by the Netherworld Blood Pool became much more powerful.
It turns out that if you want to truly unleash the power of the Netherworld Blood Pool, you need to reach the Ten Realms in cultivation. After mastering the power of the Great Dao, the Netherworld Blood Pool can become powerful by absorbing the power of the Great Dao.
The tyrannical power burst out from the blood pool and turned into a blood-colored armor. The blood in the blood pool on the armor was sharp and turned into spikes, covering his body.
Gu Chenglin naturally knew how powerful the stranger in front of him was, so he did not dare to hold back or be careless.
He raised his head, his eyes dazzling, looking at the darkening national destiny above the capital city of Xiliang.
Because the last batch of seeds failed to turn into resentful spirits and failed to be successfully sacrificed to the blackening of the national destiny, the national destiny was completely stabilized.
Therefore, Gu Chenglin knew that if the national destiny had not been darkened and stabilized, it would be difficult to tear apart the Netherworld corner, and it would be impossible for the Netherworld army to come.
And the Netherworld army cannot appear. Facing the coalition forces of Yuanmeng and Dali to attack the city, the capital of Xiliang... will definitely not be able to stop it.
"Father...Xiliang may die in my hands."
Gu Chenglin grinned and smiled solemnly.
The next moment, he looked up to the sky and screamed, and the chains that bound the blackened Xi Liang's national destiny suddenly began to tremble violently, and then... there was a scratching sound, and they were stretched and broken.
Roar!
!
The terrifying sound of dragon roars exploded over the capital city of Xiliang.
Then, the black dragon, as black as ink, snaked down and wrapped around Gu Chenglin, who was covering the blood pool's armor and stomach.
The black dragon is entrenched, and the blood pool turns into sharp armor!
The aura on Gu Chenglin's body was rising steadily at this moment, directly breaking away from the shackles of the ten realms and one disaster realm, stepping into the second disaster realm, and even continued to climb, and finally rushed into the ten realms and three disaster levels, and then Continuously rising, early stage, middle stage, late stage!
Reaching the late stage of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters is already the limit and can no longer be improved.
And because of the continued decline of the National Games, that is to say, Gu Chenglin is at his strongest at this moment.
As time goes by, Gu Chenglin's aura will only become weaker and weaker, unable to maintain his peak state.
But, it's enough for Gu Chenglin!
In the late stage of Ten Realms and Three Disasters, this kind of realm... was something he had never imagined.
Gu Chenglin felt that he was filled with invincible power, destroying the world, and a punch could annihilate mountains!
"Strong, too strong!"
"This power... is really intoxicating!"
"It's a pity that the last batch of seeds were not sacrificed, otherwise, this power could even reach the perfection of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, tearing open a corner of the netherworld!"
Gu Chenglin looked up, his eyes were scarlet under the blood-red thorn armor, but full of intoxication.
He opened his hands and took a deep breath.
He felt that the power flowing in every corner of his body was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
Gu Chenglin's body floated up from the ruins, his scarlet eyes staring at Anle, he saw that the person in front of him finally looked at him.
Fear, tremble!
Gu Chenglin's crazy smile was hard to contain, and his whole person's breath was surging.
Anle shook his head, Gu Chenglin's breath soared to the late stage of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, which was indeed a bit beyond Anle's surprise.
However, the increase of this power is actually a move to drain the pond and catch fish. It intends to take advantage of the power of the blackened national destiny before it is exhausted, and even try to use this power to suppress the coalition.
But if the national destiny continues to decline, it will be severely damaged by Gu Chenglin's use, and even... it will completely perish.
However, thinking of the origin of the blackened national destiny, Anle felt that Gu Chenglin's choice was understandable. After all, even if it is not so crazy, the blackened national destiny will eventually... go to extinction.
In the distance.
In the battlefield of the ten realms.
The face of the prime minister Baiqi, who was swinging nine fox tails that covered the sky and the sun, changed again.
The blackened national destiny turned into a dragon, and the roaring and shaking sound naturally resounded throughout the capital and in the ears of every strong man.
"Failed..."
Prime Minister Baiqi sighed.
A batch of seeds that were obviously sure to win turned out to be a failure.
Who is that mysterious existence?
The aura he felt in the city last time was indeed correct... Unfortunately, he did not investigate it that time, otherwise he should have had a chance to find this hidden strongman.
He could even resolve this disaster and prevent today's failure.
"There is no hope. Prince Gu Chenglin used the power of the blackened national destiny... This is a move to burn both sides. He wants to kill the mysterious strongman who caused the failure of extraditing the netherworld, but with such an act, the national destiny of Xiliang will inevitably collapse..."
Prime Minister Bai Qi sighed, a little regretful. Unfortunately, his identity as the demon prime minister is coming to an end from today.
As for dying for Xiliang?
He Bai Qi does not have such a high level of consciousness. He is just an old demon. The reason why he became the prime minister of Xiliang is that he can use the national destiny to practice while having enough blood and food to feed.
It is impossible for him to risk his life to be buried with Xiliang!
"Gu Chenglin, with the help of the blackened national destiny, has actually reached the late stage of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters... He is stronger than me, and I am only at the early stage of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters."
"Even if it continues to decline, Gu Chenglin can carry this power. After killing that mysterious existence, it is enough to join hands with me to suppress the coalition forces of Yuanmeng and Dali... In the end, I can slaughter a wave of people and devour a wave of blood food unscrupulously before leaving!"
Bai Qi's eyes flickered and he smiled brilliantly.
He began to look forward to Gu Chenglin, who was in the late stage of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, killing the mysterious strong man who ruined the plan.
Then he would join hands with him to slaughter and defeat the coalition forces.
Bai Qi smiled expectantly and looked into the capital of Xiliang.
Then.
He saw an extremely dazzling sword light.
And under the sword light...
Gu Chenglin passed away peacefully.
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