Chapter 2053 Overcoming the Netherworld

Chapter 2053 Overcoming the Netherworld

In the main hall, thunder broke out everywhere, and the ear-splitting roaring sound was endless.

The skills in Ye Chunyang's body were operating to the extreme. Eighty-one flying swords surrounded his body, and heavy thunders exuded endless majesty.

"Great Thousand Sword Formation!"

Ye Chunyang shouted in his heart.

Driven by his magic power, a group of swords soared into the sky, and the huge sword formation enveloped the entire huge palace, slashing down at the underworld demon.

The sound of rumbling was endless, and golden thunder shone. The six arms of the underworld demon suddenly shattered, its body was pierced by a group of swords, and its three heads exploded.

The Nether Demon created by Lord Netherworld's magic did not even have a chance to take action before it was completely restrained by Ye Chunyang's Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder.

"It's actually the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder." A hint of surprise flashed in Lord Netherworld's eyes.

This kind of high-level thunder is impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with, let alone integrate it into one's own magic weapon and control it at will.

The young man in front of him made him feel that there was something different.

"It seems that you are indeed no ordinary person, and your sword formation actually contains the will of a Mahayana monk, which is surprising."

Lord Netherworld could see many things with just one glance.

He was surprised that Ye Chunyang's sword formation was not only integrated with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, but also possessed the Mahayana Sword Intent. This was definitely not something that ordinary swordsmen could possess, which showed that he was an extraordinary person.

"Such a prodigy, it would be a pity to kill you. Why don't you surrender to my Nether Clan, and I will give you unimaginable honors." Lord Netherworld said, cherishing Ye Chunyang's talent.

If such a person is trained by his true self, his future realm will be limitless.

Ye Chunyang looked at Lord Netherworld, his face expressionless.

The sword array trembled, and a round of thunder like the scorching sun swept past and struck directly at Lord Netherworld.

Now that he has decided to come here, Ye Chunyang cannot have any intention of holding back. The cultivation of the Nether Lord may be extremely terrifying, but in front of him is just a clone of him, which has at most twenty-three-tenths of the cultivation of his original body. Ye Chunyang How could he be afraid of him when he was combined with his clone.

"I don't know how to praise!"

Lord Netherworld's face turned cold. With a flick of his finger, the surrounding Netherworld Qi rolled back and turned into a strong wind to face Ye Chunyang's sword formation.

Although he was only here in avatar, it was easy to deal with the returning monks. Although there were many things about Ye Chunyang that he could not figure out, they were not enough to make him feel threatened.

"boom!"

The dark energy collided with the thunder, and the space fluctuated violently. The next moment, the sword formation let out a low roar, and then rebounded under the cover of the dark energy.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Chunyang's eyes. Although this Lord of the Netherworld was only a clone, his magic power was at least at its peak in the late stage of returning to the void.

Even though the sword failed to gain the upper hand, Ye Chunyang was not discouraged and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in mid-air, raising his hand and holding it in the air.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The flying swords circled back, and the bright golden thunder was as radiant as the scorching sun. When Ye Chunyang raised his hand, the swords gathered together and turned into a giant sword across the void.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang's momentum was like a rainbow, just like when he fought against the Demon Lord in the Chaos Immortal Sea, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily towards him, boiling like a tide.

At this moment, he is no longer as good as the small god-transforming monks in the chaotic sea of ​​​​immortals in the past. When his skills and sword intent are pushed to the limit, his magic power has reached an incredible level.

Lord Netherworld seemed to feel something. He looked up at the giant sword that stretched across the air and emitted dazzling golden thunder. There was a look of shock on his face.

"He can actually control the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder and Mahayana Sword Intent to such an extent?"

Lord Netherworld's heart tumbled.

The strength Ye Chunyang showed was completely different from that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of returning to the void, and in the moment just now, his cultivation level had skyrocketed, and his mana reached the level of the late stage of returning to the void.

Now, the extremely pure Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder and Mahayana Sword Intent erupted from this giant sword, which was simply not something that a returning cultivator could control.

"It's a pity that this person can't be used by me, otherwise Penglai Immortal Island will be opened soon and he will be able to provide me with a lot of help." Lord Netherworld felt regretful, and at the same time he had endless murderous intent.

If a person like Ye Chunyang were to reach a higher level, there was no guarantee that he would not be a threat to him. Since he could not be made to surrender, the only option was destruction.

"If that's the case, then go and die."

Lord Netherworld spoke calmly.

He was no longer as gentle and gentle as before, but now had a ferocious killing intent. I saw him point his fingers in the air, forming a mysterious seal.

A gap suddenly opened in the void. Under the stimulation of his magic technique, it quickly expanded, and endless dark energy poured out from it.

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise came from the gap in the void. At this moment, everyone saw that a river seemed to be pulled out, floating in the hall.

The next moment, all the spiritual light was submerged, and the entire hall was filled with a raging river of dark energy, surrounding Ye Chunyang and others.

"Nine Netherworld River!"

The expressions of the three elders of the Nether Clan changed drastically, and then they showed extremely excited expressions.

"This is the supreme magical power of our Nether Clan. The Lord has actually mastered it. With the Lord's cultivation, he can use this magical power. Unless the combined monk is here, no one can stop it."

"These young people who don't know life or death dare to come here on the day when the Lord and his wife are holding a double cultivation ceremony. They are simply asking for death."

The three of them looked at the River Styx that ran through the void, with joy on their faces.

This magical power is extremely powerful, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary cultivators to resist it. Although the Lord is only a clone here, he is invincible with this technique.

The Lord of the Netherworld turned his eyes to one person and said, "If you change your mind now and stay with me, I can pretend that nothing happened."

He did not name anyone, but everyone knew who he was talking to. He looked at Gu Qian with pity.

Although he used Gu Qian, he was really moved by her.

Gu Qian was shocked. She knew the horror of the magical power of the Nine Netherworld River. Once this technique was used, Ye Chunyang would almost certainly die.

Not only him, but everyone's ending would be the same.

Gu Qian never thought that the Lord of the Netherworld would use this magical power. It can be seen that he has made up his mind to kill Ye Chunyang here.

There was a trace of tears in her eyes. She did not answer the Lord of the Netherworld, but moved her body and flew into the air.

Ye Chunyang looked at Gu Qian's figure flying over, knowing what she wanted to do, and a hint of red could not help but well up in his eyes.

She was extremely fast, and appeared in the Nine Netherworld River in a flash, with a surging Netherworld Qi also released from her body.

But at this moment, Gu Qian's body was shaking violently, and her beautiful face gradually showed a hint of paleness.

"Don't!"

Feeling the violent aura coming from Gu Qian, Ye Chunyang's body and mind were shocked, and his eyes turned red.

"Gu Daoyou, stop!" Qingchen also shouted.

Gu Qian's action at this time was to self-destruct his soul to help them resist the Nine Netherworld River.

Cang Luan Yao and Gui Yao were shocked, and never thought that Gu Qian was so strong that he would not hesitate to sacrifice himself to save them.

"You are crazy!"

The Netherworld Lord was furious, and he did not expect Gu Qian to do this, but at this time, the magic power had been released and it was impossible to take it back.

Seeing that Gu Qian's aura was getting more and more violent, he was furious in his heart and tried his best to restrain his cultivation.

But at this time, Gu Qian was determined and rushed to the Nine Netherworld River. She looked back at the young man with a smile on her lips.

She didn't expect that the last time they met after separation would be the last time, but his appearance today made Gu Qian have no regrets.

At least, she knew that her efforts were not really unrewarded.

"Om."

At this moment, Gu Qian suddenly condensed.

A golden Buddha light covered her body, and a golden lotus appeared above her head, flowing with waves of mysterious Sanskrit, as if from the Western Heaven Buddha Realm, full of spiritual energy.

Under the cover of the golden Sanskrit, Gu Qian's violent breath suddenly became stable, and then a golden light flashed, bringing her back to the original place.

Gu Qian looked to the other side in astonishment, only to see Ye Chunyang holding the golden lotus in one hand and the thunder giant sword in the other hand, and his figure flashed out wildly.

"I said, I will save you."

A calm voice came, and Ye Chunyang's eyes were firm, and the next moment he appeared in the Nine Netherworld River.

Thunder and Buddha light flashed at the same time. Under the purification of the Sanskrit of the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus, the dark energy in the Styx quickly dissipated, and the thunder giant sword slashed across the sky, suddenly cutting the Styx into two sections.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of the boiling tide continued to come, the hall collapsed, and a wild and domineering sword intent passed through the water of the Styx and rushed directly to the Lord of the Netherworld.

"How is it possible?"

The pupils of the Lord of the Netherworld shrank.

Ye Chunyang actually broke his Nine Netherworld River Divine Power!

"No, that is the Tongtian Lingbao of the Buddhist Sect, and there is a trace of the breath of the Buddhist world. How could it appear here?" The Lord of the Netherworld was shocked.

He looked up at the giant sword that was slashing down angrily, and felt a trace of fear in his heart for the first time.

The Buddhist world is the same as the immortal world, which is the interface above the spiritual world. Ye Chunyang actually held something from the Buddhist world. Could he be a banished immortal from the immortal world?

This thought flashed through his mind, but the Lord of the Netherworld had no time to think about it, and hurriedly urged the dark energy to turn into a shield in front of him.

But the next scene made him feel unbelievable.

The golden lotus and the giant sword tore through the Styx and arrived at the same time. The golden thunder on the sword flashed and pierced through his body protection shield, and pierced through his chest with a puff.

At the same time, the golden lotus of Brahma circulated dazzling Sanskrit, suppressing all the dark energy in his body, making it impossible for him to exert any magic power.

"My Lord!"

The elder opened his eyes wide, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

My Lord, actually lost?

He flashed forward to resist Ye Chunyang, but saw Ye Chunyang's cold eyes and swung the giant sword.

"Boom!"

A huge golden thunder sword light slashed down, and a low gas explosion sounded around the elder, and then with a scream, his body was divided into two halves, and the Nascent Soul in his body was instantly shrouded by the golden thunder.

The great elder of the late stage of returning to the void was annihilated in one encounter.

Ye Chunyang's figure did not stop. He drove the golden thunder and quickly flew to the front of the hall. He suddenly pressed down his palm and grabbed the head of the Nether Lord.

"Remove the restrictions on her, otherwise, die!"

The cold voice came out, and Ye Chunyang looked at the Nether Lord with a cold look like a knife, and his murderous intent could not be restrained.