I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 865 The Netherworld—King Yama Luo Yan.

After becoming sworn brothers, Chen Die looked helpless.

"If I wasn't outside the domain, I would have rushed over right now."

Bu Chen smiled and said, "Fifth brother, don't you still believe me? Since I can bring you out of Kunlun, just believe me and that's it."

Chen Die nodded and said to Bu Chen solemnly: "Little brother, I'll leave this to you."

Yang Luo was dissatisfied and said directly: "Hey, hey, hey! Among the people present, it seems that my realm is the highest!"

Chen Die glanced at him and said, "Realm doesn't mean anything. If you were here, you wouldn't even be able to beat me."

As he spoke, Chen Die's figure began to disappear.

Before leaving, Chen Die looked at Bu Chen with an expressionless face.

Bu Chen did the same and nodded.

In deep space,

The moment they arrived, the smile on his face disappeared.

Yang Luo slashed with the sword in his hand, and endless ice froze the deep space.

The radiance of a saint emanated from him, and with every movement he made, one could feel the existence of the great truth.

A halo emitting ice appeared behind Yang Luo's head.

Within this lies everything Yang Luo has, the foundation of all his practice so far.

"Just in time!" the fire-controlling saint roared.

His whole body was ablaze with flames. He gently pushed forward with one palm.

Under the illumination of the fire ring behind him, it is impossible to see what his face looks like.

Only two eyes are exposed.

There was a sudden sonic boom in the air, and a fiery red halo spread.

The surrounding deep space power disappeared instantly.

Such a scene was reflected in the eyes of everyone in the five regions like a vision.

……

Luo Yan saw that his sixth brother Yang Luo had already started.

So he said: "In that case, let's get started."

When Bu Chen saw this, he immediately glanced at Ling Qianyu and the other person.

The two men immediately understood and shouted, "Fourth brother, we are here to help you."

Du Hua did the same, his strength blossoming: "Fourth brother, second brother is here."

When Luo Yan saw the two people coming, he was stunned, and then he saw Bu Chen's smiling eyes.

Since Bu Chen has made such arrangements, he will trust his younger brother.

After all, none of his actions had ever caused him any worry.

This has always been the case.

Luo Yan looked at the other party and said, "In that case, let the three of us brothers learn from you."

With all their strength, an illusory halo appeared behind both Du Hua and Ling Qianyu, and some ribbons were floating around.

Luo Yan was different from the other two. A shadow appeared behind him.

His face couldn't be seen clearly, but he was wearing a gorgeous black dragon robe and a glazed hat on his head.

Behind him was a pitch-black circle, with endless power appearing on it.

Although it is not as substantial as a saint, it is much more solid than Ling Qianyu and the others.

The Nine Netherworld!

He does not have nothing in this power.

I've felt it in both of them.

One is what was felt by the emperor of the Nine Netherworld.

Another time, during the East Wilderness Competition, he felt it on the rope of the Nine Nether Holy Land.

Moreover, Luo Yan's power now is exactly the same as that of the Holy Son of Jiuyou.

After doing all this, the dark circle behind him instantly expanded, like a portal connecting to another world.

Click!

Click!

The sound of horse hooves could be heard, followed by heavy footsteps.

Bu Chen, who had experienced the battlefield, felt that behind the ring.

There are at least tens of millions of troops.

This conjecture was confirmed not long after.

I saw illusory ghosts stepping out from it, riding ghost horses.

The dark green fire burned.

Behind him are thousands of troops.

Although there are many people, they are still like a drop in the ocean in this vast deep space.

The other party snorted coldly: "A bunch of dark creatures, as many as there are will die."

Pointing to the sky with one hand, the mark of thunder behind him flashed.

A bolt of lightning struck down from the depths of space.

"Have you forgotten that there are two of us here?"

Ling Qianyu shouted angrily, and the flying knife in his hand appeared and disappeared.

The thunder in the depths of deep space suddenly disappeared as if it had been struck by an unknown force.

On the other hand, Ling Qianyu's aura suddenly weakened.

Upon seeing this, the Thunder Saint narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The Law of Space, no, this is the power of time. Your last name is Ling. So you are from the Eastern Wasteland Emperor Family."

Suddenly, he felt a sense of presence locking onto him.

With a slight movement of the body, he broke the opponent's blockade.

And took a step back.

And where he was originally, a flash of cold light passed by.

"Punch your grandpa!"

A figure appeared behind him at some point.

When I looked closely, I realized that his eyes were on Ling Qianyu.

Du Hua seized the opportunity and went around behind him.

A yellow light burst out from his body, and a powerful punch hit him directly.

Du Hua's face was filled with joy: "Success!"

Luo Yan yelled, "Du Hua, be careful."

The light faded, and Du Hua's pupils shrank.

In front of him, what blocked his attack was the thunder mark floating behind the opponent.

"This actually exists."

The other party's eyes turned cold: "Being able to approach me, with your strength as a great celestial master, is enough to be proud of, but this is all you can do."

Ling Qianyu's eyes were solemn and suddenly widened.

"not good!"

As he spoke, he reached forward with his hand.

The Thunder Saint snorted coldly: "Once or twice, do you think you can succeed?"

Ling Qianyu suddenly discovered that his all-powerful power of time was not working at this moment.

There was even a huge force that wanted to pull him in.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he lost control of his body and rushed forward suddenly.

Luo Yan came behind him at some point.

The thick shadow stretched forward and stabilized Ling Qianyu's body.

Upon seeing this, the Thunder Saint produced a bolt of lightning in his hand, determined to kill Du Hua in front of him.

Ling Qianyu suddenly said: "Fourth brother, help me!"

Luo Yan also saw the other party's actions. If they didn't move, Du Hua would either be dead or crippled.

Endless netherworld power appeared.

The power of a world is simply not something a saint can resist.

He could only watch as his attack missed.

He suddenly looked at Luo Yan: "Yamaluo Wang, where does your power come from?"

Luo Yan smiled slightly: "It's not impossible to tell you. This can be regarded as a thank you for not taking action before."

"The power within me comes from another world, a world no weaker than this continent—the Netherworld."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the crowd was excited.

The underworld actually exists.

It's not that no one has suspected it during this period, but no one has been able to find it.

The only place with clues is the Jiuyou Holy Land.

But the Jiuyou Holy Land is not made of mud.

…………

Bu Chen looked at the remaining Saints of Strength, smiled slightly and spoke.

"We are the only ones left now. We need to get rid of you quickly and help the other brothers."

Having said that, this was his first time facing a third-level saint.

What we faced before was just the Semi-Saint Association, which had just broken through.