The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 460 The passage opens and hundreds of tribes give birth

"Roar!"

Tang Ling let out a roar, and in an instant his body became as huge as a mountain peak, using his body as a checkpoint to slow down the influx of the world.

However, although the Youming Supreme Body is powerful, Tang Ling is only a small success now.

It was far from being able to stop the torrent of human beings that had accumulated for countless years. The torrent formed by a mixture of various auras directly washed away Tang Ling's body, leaving only the dark golden ghost bones.

"Hurry up, hurry up and suppress it with battle formations, and guide them!"

Seeing that Tang Ling had become like this with his strength, Luo Qingqing, Bao Zhuo and the others in the rear roared angrily.

All of a sudden, the elites from the ghost race, skeletons, zombies, and ghosts, the four most numerous races in the underworld, formed unique battle formations at the same time.

In the pitch-black Canglanjian, which seemed to be shrouded in black mist, four extremely huge figures appeared directly.

"The formation is complete, Your Majesty, hurry up, retreat quickly..."

As Luo Qingqing shouted, Tang Ling's figure disappeared in front of the torrent.

The river is surging, and countless torrents rush down the river directly into the battle formation prepared at the entrance of Canglan Stream. At this moment, four extremely huge rays are emitting dazzling light, and the formation is operating at full capacity to channelize the turbid atmosphere.

At the back of the mountain, an incomparably huge portal leading to the nether world has quietly appeared at this moment.

The torrent of aura that was simply channeled all poured into the portal at the rear, and immediately disappeared without a trace after entering the Netherworld, just like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

The Netherworld, which had also been quiet for countless years, began to change silently under the influence of this torrent of breath.

In the vast mountain thousands of miles away from Tianming City, a tiger-shaped aura seemed to be induced by something, and it directly merged with a golden object in the mountain.

After a while, a tiger roar suddenly came from the silent mountain forest.

This place became the gathering place of the Minghu clan.

At the same time, a black bird-shaped aura, as if being pulled, merged with a white object on a distant peak, and suddenly a bird's cry came from above the mountains and rivers.

This place has become the gathering place for gold hunters and dark moon shadows.

The nether world and the human world are complementary existences, all the torrents of breath that pour in from the human world can find objects suitable for them in the nether world.

For a while, the Netherworld, which had always been dominated by loneliness, began to become lively.

Nightmare, ghost, ghost phoenix, ghost dragon, ghost tiger, ghost dog...

Hundreds of various races began to emerge crazily. Although one of these races may appear at this time, with the continuous influx of human breath in the future, the number of each race will soar geometrically.

Then, driven by instinct, these newly born races will fight between the same race and alien races.

In the end, they will gradually step into a sound and complete path of practice, but all this will take time.

At this moment, after seeing that the passage had completely returned to normal, Tang Ling, who was seriously injured, returned to Netherworld under the protection of everyone for healing and training.

During the stage of Tang Ling's healing, the entire Netherworld was also operating under a sound system, but in the second month of Tang Ling's healing, Li Xin, who was obsessed with studying the resurrection conversion formation, finally made substantial progress .

Now, the theoretical accumulation of the transformation of the dead and access to the nether world has been completed.

It's just that to determine whether the formation is really usable, Tang Ling needs to preside over it himself. After all, some power of the formation needs Tang Ling, the emperor, to provide it.

During Tang Ling's healing period, the overall strength of the Netherworld and the Nether Dynasty began to increase rapidly.

Among the hundreds of newly born races, the Minglong, Mingfeng, and Minghu tribes with the most outstanding strength and talent have begun to step on the road of cultivation, and after experiencing a large army of suppression, they have been completely merged into the imperial system. middle.

Successfully stationed in the city built for them.

At the same time, Fang Rushan, the golden holy king who didn't know that the land of Jinling had already been turned upside down, was slapping the table in front of him into pieces with an extremely angry slap.

"Too much deception, Jiang Han, you are so fucking deceitful..."

Fang Rushan was so angry that his eyes were red at this moment, and his body was filled with endless killing intent: "This king has been in the Golden City for 300 years, and he has already ignored the mess in Huang Tingnei. How dare you stretch your claws out now?" Come to my king."

Cultivation also pays attention to talent, not all wraiths can become kings or emperors.

Otherwise, it is impossible for there to be only so few wraiths who have reached the emperor level, and once the strength cannot be improved, the remaining wraiths will naturally shift their focus to other aspects.

Fight for power and gain power.

This is something that any wraith whose strength has stagnated will do.

The reason why Fang Rushan didn't want to participate in these things was because he felt that with his own strength, he still had further opportunities.

Not to mention reaching the emperor level, but there is still hope to become the king of the eight realms after upgrading the two realms.

It was also because of this that he turned a blind eye to some actions in the imperial court. Among the 70 troops in the entire Golden City, he only cared about the 20 Golden Holy Army directly under him.

But now, the Blood Moon Sacred King, who is slightly stronger than him, has actually started to plan his own Golden Sacred Army.

Unexpectedly, sending a strong man under his command to take away half of his military power with the canonization order of the lord of the imperial court to spend money, this is obviously shit on his neck.

"Support your troops with self-respect, listen to the instructions but not the propaganda!"

At this moment, the words Tang Ling told him before suddenly appeared in Fang Rushan's mind.

Originally, these words that were almost forgotten by him now seem to have taken root, sprouting and growing rapidly, turning into a towering tree.

"Damn it, do you really think this king is easy to bully?"

Fang Rushan raised his red voice with a hint of coldness in his heart: "Come here, ask Dong Wenbing to come to me..."

A moment later, Dong Wenbing, who is the hardcore member of Fang Rushan's direct line, came in wearing a golden armor. When he saw Fang Rushan with a calm face, he was just about to salute, when Fang Rushan waved his hand to him.

"My king has something to do, and I will never let it leak..."

"Please rest assured, my king, my subordinates will definitely live up to your instructions."

Fang Rushan nodded, he was still very relieved about Dong Wenbing, otherwise he wouldn't have been called over for this kind of thing.

In this way, under the deployment of Fang Rushan, Dong Wenbing led a group of soldiers and horses, changed their clothes and rushed towards the land of Jinling.

If Fang Rushan wanted to completely control the Golden City, he had to rely on Tang Ling's power, and asking outsiders to do it himself and doing it himself were two completely different concepts. After all, he didn't intend to completely tear himself apart from the Gengjin Imperial Court ...

A month later, Tang Ling, who had finally recovered from his injuries, came out of the retreat.

"Your Majesty, the envoy from the Golden Holy City has been waiting for a full month..."

"is it?"

Tang Ling couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhao Ming's report: "Then let him wait for a while. My Majesty will have a cup of tea and rest first."

(End of this chapter)