Seeing the situation of the Ming Dao, Chen Weiming immediately breathed into his throat.

At this time, he was surrounded by hundreds of monks, and almost all those who took action were Emperor Hunyuan, and all of them were those who were condensed from the spirits by him.

In order to come in, he just let these people rush into the battlefield to disrupt the occupation, and did not take any further action. Now that he has disconnected, these people no longer control him, he has found the Nether Sword.

"You are seeking death!"

Breathing calmly, looking at the monks around him, Ming Dao looked chilling. He knew that his situation was extremely bad at this time. If it weren't for the death Jedi, and the other party seemed to just want to take him down and threaten Chen Weiming, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

At this time, this is actually just a harsh person and a pretentious appearance.

"You are our bargaining chips, this time, it won't be so easy."

A leading Emperor Hunyuan said coldly, and raised his hand and shone with a thousand-foot light: "With you, we can divide it into two groups, one group of guarding and one group of negotiations. Instead of being controlled like this, it is better to die and come back again, anyway, it is still a puppet."

The light shrouded in the sky, pressing the Nether Sword tightly like a mountain.

Ming Dao roared and wanted to struggle, but more Hunyuan Emperors immediately took action, and the accumulation of layers made him helplessly, so he could only stand there and struggled to hold on.

"Give up!"

A Hunyuan Emperor walked up to Ming Dao and said coldly: "You should feel lucky. You are valuable, otherwise you will have nothing to die."

While speaking, he wanted to take down the Nether Knife.

Suddenly, I heard a metal clash, and then I saw a black light piercing through the sky, directly piercing the Hunyuan Emperor and inserted it on the ground. The aura of death rolled up, and the flesh and blood dissipated completely, and even the soul was not left behind.

This treasure, refined according to the death path pattern, has soul as the raw material, and is the nemesis of life.

"This is……"

The Hunyuan emperors were frightened and before they could react to what had happened, they heard the sound of the knife again, and the aura of death rang wildly, instantly repelling all life in the middle of the sword as the center, thousands of meters.

This situation made everyone take a breath of air conditioning, and the supreme that followed him stopped. In hell, this sword of death has power beyond any imagination and is enough to compete with the supreme.

Ming Dao also widened his eyes and looked at the knife in front of him. Seeing the black light on it flowing slowly like water waves, it flowed into the air, and then into his body.

He was sure that he had never seen this knife in his life, but he felt familiar in his heart.

He just stared at it in a daze, motionless until the breath of the Death Sword completely wrapped him up.

Suddenly, he saw that he seemed to have arrived on an empty plain, with terrifying fluctuations of vitality around him, and four terrifying forces soared into the sky and gathered in the distance.

You can feel various signs of magical powers everywhere, and there are many signs of strong people taking action. And he himself is holding a black knife in his hand and hanging in the void, gathering his strength wildly and staring forward.

There, a ragged man, but extraordinary temperament, was fighting a powerful monk dressed in strange ways and a sound of gold, silver, and jewelry.

The two of them are not at the same level, and the strange-dressed monk has overwhelming power. But the man with extraordinary temperament has unimaginable willpower. He is wearing golden armor and fighting hard. No matter how the other party attacks, he will never fall down. He is so colorful and shocked.

He was delaying his time... Ming Dao was a smart person and could see the situation of the battle at a glance.

When the man with extraordinary temperament finally couldn't hold on, he finally took action with a black knife.

What a terrible knife that was full of defeat, death, and decisiveness. It rose into the sky and covered the sky, as if it wanted to use death to rule the entire world and eliminate all the power of life.

"This country and the country have an imperial career, and all the country and the people, I want to protect my ancestors!"

With the man in front of him roared, like the last shout of life, the golden armor on his body condensed and turned into a large seal and smashed it towards the strangely dressed monk.

At the same time, the sword of death fell and turned everything into nothing, and the whole world was pitch black.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the knife sounded again, which made him tremble all over. Looking at the sword of death in front of him, he couldn't control it and his whole body trembled.

It is waiting for me...

Such a thought flashed through my mind, and I suddenly took a step forward and grasped the handle of the knife.

In an instant, various pictures flashed through his mind, as if he saw another self, experiencing a different life. Those fragments were intermittent and not detailed, but they could still let him know a lot.

At the same time, the energy of death continued to flow out from the sword, wrapping the sword, and pouring into his body like nutrients.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were sounds like something was breaking.

“Hohuh!”

It seems that something is reborn.

After so long, when the death energy gradually faded, Ming Dao's body revealed its outline again. His body was black and purple, like solidification of sperm iron, with clear water horns on his face, like a knife and an axe. Black scales were spit out on his temples, like a pair of sharp horns.

Even Chen Weiming was shocked by this appearance. This clearly turned out to be the appearance of those people from the Underworld.

"He wants to refine the black knife, so he can't let him succeed!"

When the Hunyuan Emperor came to his senses, he saw that the aura of death faded. Until at the critical moment, he immediately took action and rushed towards the Nether Sword.

One leader, the others took action, and hundreds of Hunyuan Emperors joined forces to dispatch.

"Buzz!"

A sound of sword sounded, accompanied by a loud shout from the Nether Knife, just the Black Knife of Death came out.

The body flew like a dragon, and it turned around and the knife moved with it and slashed out directly. A death sword light slashed out in a circular manner of 360 degrees, just like a huge energy formation that exploded on the battlefield in an instant.

The spiritual bodies of Emperor Hunyuan who rushed over were even too late to avoid them, and they were all penetrated by the sword light. In a roll of the power of death, even the broken souls were not left, and they were all sucked into the black knife.

Such power is really amazing and envious. The Supreme One not far away immediately took action and condensed a dark light and rushed towards the Nether Sword.

"ah!"

Another long roar, and a terrifying aura burst out from the Nether Sword, which made people feel as if they saw a phantom. It was impossible to tell whether it was a human-controlled sword or a knife controlling the person.

But when a sword light was slashed out, the aura of death was like a roar of a beast, and it blasted with the Supreme method. Although it collapsed instantly, it also shattered the dark light.

The Immortal King was able to compete with the Supreme, and everyone was shocked. Even the Supreme Lord couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Who are you?"

I saw the Nether Dagger step forward, and the Death Black Knife in his hand pointed at the oblique finger and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!