Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"The faceless monster - are you still chasing me? Aren't you tired?"

As he galloped, the tracks he drew on the sea looked like plowed land.

The faceless monster transformed into the underworld, falling behind like a maggot attached to a bone.

The two of them have reached the center of the Underworld Sea.

The aura of death here is the strongest, and the feeling of restraint by the rules of the underworld is even more oppressive.

He was a little tired. While avoiding attacks from behind, he squinted his eyes and searched for strange things in the sky.

That was a scene that made him nostalgic.

Just like the scene in the night dream when sleeping peacefully on the couch in the pile of firewood in Futu Mountain.

The same darkness, the same dead silence.

He felt equally at peace.

Unfortunately, the faceless weirdo - 'real'.

Like a piece of mouse droppings, it dampened his interest.

In terms of strength, he can definitely defeat the faceless monster, but it just takes a long time.

He couldn't afford to delay.

After all, the answer he wanted had already been obtained from Ksitigarbha.

It's no longer interesting. My only long-cherished wish now is to see Jin Chanzi's remains.

Returning the Killing Buddha Lotus can be regarded as an end to a fate.

Let it all end here.

Regardless of the vicissitudes of the world, regardless of the changing winds and clouds.

I sleep peacefully and dream peacefully.

With this thought in mind, he once again summoned the Killing Buddha Lotus, maximizing its power.

"Wuchao! If you listen to my advice and plant the Tao inner demon back, Ksitigarbha's position will naturally be given to you! Don't you want to try the feeling of being inferior to one person, superior to ten thousand people, and having power over the three realms?"

shouted the faceless weirdo.

At the beginning, Ksitigarbha was seriously injured by his sneak attack, and the faceless monster was furious in his heart.

What echoed in his mind was not only murderous intent but also full of fire.

But now that he has been chasing for so long, his anger has almost dissipated, and he has turned his head to think about big things.

As long as he can plant the Dao Heart Demon Seed back into his body, he can also prevent the next soul-destroying calamity!

Time, if they can buy a lot of time, the faceless weirdo and Ksitigarbha can explore new areas.

Tiandao - the object of the faceless weirdo's obsession.

If one could obtain the power of heaven, it would certainly be possible to break the barriers in this world.

Why is there a mysterious bloody altar in the deepest part of hell?

Why is there the remains of a martyr kneeling in the center of the Blood Altar?

Everything is the result of the faceless weirdo who has gone to great lengths to pursue the way of heaven.

This world is too narrow after all.

Yuanshi Tianzun is pressing down on the top, and Houtu Empress is involved below.

Lack of skills is the deepest taboo of those who achieve great things.

Can't delay!

The faceless weirdo was shocked, and before he could respond, he spread out his death energy, trying to cover the entire underworld!

"It's just a little trick."

He sneered, and the Killing Buddha Lotus flew out, blooming in the dark sky.

Invisible power swept across, rippling in circles like water patterns, attacking in all directions.

Under the influence of the Killing Buddha Lotus, the entangled and accumulated death energy melted as quickly as ice and snow meeting the sun.

The faceless weirdo stretched out his hand to gather the death energy into his body, and then activated the energy in his body, hoping to use his magical power again.

On the head without facial features, bursts of hoarse roars came from the cracked gap.

Where the eyes should have been, two red lights suddenly appeared.

The red light flickered.

He noticed something strange. He closed his eyes and his Buddha pupils flashed with golden light.

Through the misty obstruction of death, he saw the true form of the two red lights.

They were two whirlpools, two bloody whirlpools, exactly the same as the bloody whirlpools at the end of the bloody altar.

Again.

The faceless monster is clearly using the power of the bloody altar.

He previously severely wounded Ksitigarbha, and then launched an attack on the faceless monster.

But after the faceless monster counterattacked, why did he choose to escape without hesitation?

Because he saw the bloody altar trembling, resonating with the power of the faceless monster.

He always had a strange yet familiar feeling towards the bloody altar.

His intuition told him that it was not a good thing, it was dangerous, dangerous enough to destroy his soul.

The pictures that emerged in his mind always led him closer to vague secrets.

There is a big secret hidden behind the bloody altar!

Can't afford to offend.

So he ran.

But what I didn't expect was that even though they were so far apart, the faceless monster could still resonate with the Blood Altar.

Those who cannot escape must fight!

He knew clearly in his heart that as soon as the power of the bloody altar came out, there was absolutely no way to avoid it.

The howling wind in my ears stopped suddenly.

He stopped, recalled the Killing Buddha Lotus, stuffed it into the sea of ​​consciousness, and then summoned the Zen staff to fight the enemy.

It was a gift from Jin Chanzi and could not be damaged.

When the faceless monster saw him stop, two red lights in his face immediately flashed.

The whirlpool was spinning, and the bloody altar thousands of miles away was trembling.

Ksitigarbha, who had recovered some strength, also struggled to get up, transmitting strength to the faceless monster through the air.

In the underworld sea, the black tide surges, and huge waves rise and fall.

The two confront each other.

There is no need to say more at this moment.

The battle is decided!

Wisps of misty death breath seeped out of his body, and the faceless monster spread his hands like a roc flying its wings.

The momentum keeps climbing upwards.

The peak realm of Daluo Jinxian...

The peak realm of Hunyuan Sanxian...

The peak realm of Hunyuan True Immortal...

The realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal and Half Saint!

The powerful shackles of the world's rules were completely broken by the terrifying power of the faceless monster.

The spiritual power that dispersed into mist and rain seemed to be shattered by the powerful pressure of the semi-saint realm.

As the red light swayed, a bloody vortex was actually flowing at an extremely fast speed, twisting the order of the space.

The numerous barriers of time and space were destroyed like ashes in the trembling of the bloody altar.

As if a god descended from heaven, the faceless weirdo took a step forward and waved his arms wrapped in deathly energy in the air.

A terrifying scene appeared.

The dark sky is divided into two parts, one half is turbid and the other half is clear.

From the crack, a huge sword tip shimmering with cold light slowly emerged.

He looked up and saw the sword extending out, and the black heart in his chest began to beat violently.

There seems to be something screaming in the soul.

So familiar...that sword...so familiar!

His eyes became blurred and strange, like two will-o'-the-wisps.

Looking back on the past, sinking into illusion.

This sentence popped into his mind suddenly.

Two profound and mysterious sword styles, wrapped with a vast and majestic understanding of the sword, poured into his consciousness.

Stinging, extremely stinging.

But he didn't realize it.

"What kind of sword is this?" he asked suddenly.

When the faceless weirdo heard this, a crack opened in his face, and the arc slowly rose, as if he was smiling.

"This is the Nine Heavens Divine Sword!"