What is this going to do?

In living for so long, Wan Gu Ming Ancestor has never seen anyone do such a crazy thing.

at this time.

In the Black Cloud Mountain, which is extremely far away from here.

A towering and terrifying figure looked at the ruined Black Cloud Mountain below, his eyes showing cold anger.

Behind him, there were powerful figures floating in the air, each with fearful eyes and their heads lowered.

"It's right here. Someone killed my son Mingxu and destroyed my consciousness. Who is it?"

boom!

A terrifying aura swept away from this majestic figure, and in an instant, the earth within a radius of thousands of miles sank directly, and many strong men behind him also had pale faces, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

But they didn't dare to move. They simply withstood the impact and lowered their heads.

This person is none other than the Ghost King of Mori who returned to the Ghost King's Palace from the Dead Sea.

In order to investigate the cause of Ming Xu's death, he personally came to Black Cloud Mountain to find out everything.

However, Heiyun Mountain had long been reduced to ruins, and so much time had passed. No matter how he searched, he could not find any valuable clues.

This made him extremely angry.

It is a trivial matter for a piece of divine consciousness to be destroyed. After all, divine consciousness is just the condensation of the power of a divine soul. It does not require condensing the original body of the body. It is much simpler than condensing a clone.

But the destruction of spiritual consciousness is originally a provocation, a provocation to the ghost king of the underworld, and its symbolic significance is greater than anything else.

"All of you, please investigate the surroundings immediately for me. You must find out the truth. I will make that bold person's soul fly away and never be reincarnated." The Ghost King of Mori Ming shouted at the many subordinates behind him.

"Yes, Lord Ghost King."

Swish, swish, swish!

These subordinates hurriedly saluted and shot in all directions, searching for clues.

Only the Senming Ghost King was left standing here, staring at the ruins below.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the Senming Ghost King seemed to feel something, and turned his head suddenly, looking in a certain direction in the distance.

There was an inexplicable feeling of panic in his heart, as if there was some kind of power condensing in that direction, which he was extremely familiar with.

"what happened?"

The Senming Ghost King frowned.

At his level, this kind of blissful heartbeat will not appear easily. There must be some special reason.

"What's in that place?"

The Ghost King of Mori Ming looked toward the far end of the void, his brows furrowed.

The next moment, he took a step forward and his figure suddenly disappeared into the endless void.

No matter what there is, you can find out if you go and explore.

Ghost Crying Ridge.

At this moment, behind Qin Chen, the phantom of his appearance became more and more condensed, and a terrifying dark aura surged, extremely powerful.

This power of Mori Ming's rules comes from the Mori Ming Ghost King, who is the lord of the restricted area, and is naturally extremely terrifying.

"The power of the Forest Ghost King is indeed powerful, but it is not enough."

However, Qin Chen did not stop concentrating.

boom!

In a chaotic world.

The original power of the Death God clone that had been absorbed by Qin Chen surged rapidly.

A terrifying breath of death bloomed from Qin Chen's body and merged directly into the phantom behind him.

After condensing the power of the Forest Ghost King, Qin Chen once again integrated the original power of the God of Death into his own divine form.

A terrifying aura of death bloomed, making the aura of the phantom look more condensed.

at this time.

In the void somewhere extremely far away from here.

The God of Death who was tracking Qin Chen suddenly stopped.

"That is……"

He suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance, frowning.

"Why is there a familiar force in that direction?"

The God of Death's heart skipped a beat.

"Huh, let's go over and see what the hell is going on."

The God of Death took a step forward, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Ghost Crying Ridge.

At this moment, Wan Gu Ming Ancestor looked blankly at the shadowy figure behind Qin Chen with endless forest aura and death aura, his face twitching.

Oh my god.

Young Master Chen actually integrated the power of the rules of the Ghost King and the God of Death into his phantom?

Is this even a human being?

Wan Gu Mingzu no longer knows what to say. After living for so long, he has been more shocked today than he has been in half his life.

However, the shock in his heart had not subsided yet.

boom!

Another terrifying aura of rules emerged from the shadowy figure behind Qin Chen.

"Hey, why is this smell so familiar?"

The Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor looked surprised.

The moment this power of rules emerged, he felt a feeling that was quite familiar, but also made the hair on his body stand on end.

How is this going?

Wangu Mingzu was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, he suddenly woke up.

Depend on.

Oh shit.

Fuck!

Isn't this the source of my own rules?

My day...

If it weren't for the fact that he had no body, Wan Gu Mingzu would have goosebumps all over his body.

The aura condensed by Qin Chen at this time turned out to be the power of rules of his Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor.

Wan Gu Ming Zu looked at the shadowy figure behind Qin Chen that exuded a familiar aura and almost went crazy.

What drove him even more crazy was what came next.

After his regular aura bloomed, the aura of Qin Chen's divine form changed again. This time, an aura that made even the Ten Thousand Bones Dark Ancestors tremble and fear emerged in an instant.

The terror of this aura was ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the power of his rules. The moment this power appeared, Wan Gu Ming Anzu actually felt like his soul was about to condense.

"It's the Emperor."

"It is the original aura of the Great Emperor."

After being in a daze for a moment, Wan Gu Ningzu woke up. What Qin Chen had condensed turned out to be the original aura of Nether Emperor.

Come on, come on…

Wan Gu Mingzu is going crazy.

The Emperor's rules should not be inexplicable. Most people would collapse after just one look at them, but Qin Chen actually condensed the original aura of the Emperor's rules. This is simply a fantasy.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wan Gu Mingzu wouldn't have believed that there was someone above him who could condense the power of the emperor's rules at the second level of transcendence.

"Is this the original rule of the Netherworld Emperor?"

At this time, Qin Chen's mind was also shaking.

Others cannot understand the origin of the emperor's rules, but he has received the origin inheritance of the Netherworld Emperor, so it is not difficult to achieve it.

The moment he condensed the origin of the Netherworld Emperor, he finally understood what an emperor is.

Even if it is just the prototype of the Netherworld Emperor, it is completely superior to all the power of rules he has condensed before.
To be continued...