"You have to think clearly that even if Qin Ming can no longer open the Demon Realm Ghost Sect, it won't take long to get the Lord of the Underworld Bridge to become an immortal martial arts and truly control the Ghost Sect.

It can not only connect to the thief fairy realm, but also open a passage anywhere in the western wilderness and attract the Netherworld Ghost Clan.

Although we can reassemble a stronger Immortal Martial Emperor Dao Alliance, Qin Ming rang the death knell, completely changing his status and influence in the Netherworld Hell.

By then, when the Nether Ghost Gate opens in the Western Wilderness, countless ghost tribes will attack us from behind."

Taixu Ancient Dragon seriously reminded the irritable demons.

But the lords of each demon clan did not listen at all. That was the future matter. All the immortal realms would cope with each other in the future. The current dilemma only belongs to their demon clan. They would never allow the death threat of death knell to come to the demon realm! "What about your attitude?"

The ancient dragon of Taixu did not retreat, but asked about the Huangtian Immortal Realm and the Xunxian Realm.

"Although I am unwilling to compromise with Qin Ming, we two demons must not have a conflict."

Qiongqi from the Void Immortal Realm expressed his opinion.

After all, they had a secret agreement with Qin Ming, and they did not want the demons and tribes to really destroy the Taiping Ghost City.

But he was also shocked by the fact that Qin Ming rang the death knell. What kind of monster is this?

"Where are you?"

Taixu Ancient Dragon frowned. Are these ferocious beasts still the ferocious beasts it knows? Not only have they easily compromised now, but they have not been very hard in their actions over the past few months.

"Since Qin Ming rings the death knell, it means he will not come here or go to Youdu. The purpose of forcing Qin Ming to appear and hand over the head of the emperor...it is impossible to achieve again."

The Xuanwu on the back of the giant turtle also showed his expression.

"Just retreat like this?"

Taixu Ancient Dragon is quite dissatisfied with it. It’s a great opportunity. The demons and the demons united for the first time, so they gave up like this?

"Do you have fewer retreats to the Chaos Immortal Realm?

Why did you persist today?”

The Demon Lord of the Devouring Heaven did not show mercy to the ancient dragon of Taixu at all.

The dragon eyes of the dragon clans stared at the Demon Lord of the Devouring Heaven for a moment.

The Sky-Swallowing Trolls also glared back without hesitation.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Xuanwu stopped their conflict and made an opinion: "We can leave here, but it doesn't mean we will compromise.

Taixu Ancient Dragon, why not transfer us all to the Youdu battlefield!”

The strong men from the demon clan all looked at Xuanwu.

The battlefield of Youdu?

Yes, Qin Ming just threatened them to leave here, and did not let them withdraw from the Netherworld Hell! And there are more than ten immortal martial artists of the human spirit clan and hundreds of Huangwu gathered there. Although the Netherworld ghost clan was gathering there with great momentum, it could at most form a confrontation with the human spirit clan and could not really encircle them.

If all the demons and demons were put into the battlefield at this time, it would not only help the human spirits, but also severely damage the Netherworld Hell! Human races, spiritual races, demon races, all fairylands, a large number of imperial ways, and a rare joint action in the world! "Retreat?"

They really retreated!"

In the Taiping Ghost City, the Lord of Taiping finally breathed a sigh of relief and watched the powerful demons disappear into the dark world.

"I said that he will never give up here."

The skeleton dick raised his head proudly.

"Death Knell..." The Ghost Lord of Taiping sighed and was a little dazed.

It's been fifty thousand years, and the death knell has been ringing again.

Looking back to the past, the eight major ghost gates of Netherworld opened, hundreds of millions of ghost tribes woke up, the Lord of Netherworld ringed the death knell, and the law ordered all Netherworld to fight.

It was the most chaotic and craziest battle in Netherworld history, and it was also the beginning of the Netherworld Ghost Clan's declining from glory to decline.

Since then, the Lord of Netherworld has died in battle, and the death knives are forever silent.

Although the retreat of the demon tribe lifted the siege of Taiping Ghost City, when the demon tribe descended to the Youdu battlefield one after another, it gave the ghost tribe there a devastating blow.

On December 11th! The Youdu Battle was fully upgraded, and the human race and spiritual race, which were reinforced by the demon race, quickly stabilized their positions and began to launch a cruel suppression of the entire ghost race.

Although the ghost tribes poured into the battlefield and launched fierce attacks regardless of the carelessness. A large number of Netherworld frenzy swept the battlefield, blood, yin thunder, nightmares, etc., invaded all living beings, the strong men of the four clan coalition have an absolute advantage in terms of their number and weapons.

The fierce battle lasted less than two days, and the Nether Ghost Clan was completely suppressed.

When Qin Ming fell into a coma, the bell stopped, and the chaotic Netherworld Ghost Clan was completely defeated.

In this battle, the Youdu Ghost City was destroyed and impacted the entire dark order of the Netherworld.

In this battle, the three immortal martial arts ghost masters and twenty-three Huangwu realm ghost masters were brutally suppressed, and more than 60 million ghost tribes were destroyed in the chaotic battlefield.

This battle was chaotic and tragic! In this battle, the overall strength of the Netherworld dropped by one third! Jiuying, Yanyu, and others retreated smoothly. Because they were very cautious from beginning to end, and Qin Lan's angry space control, they tried to attack their Chaos Immortal Realm and Tianmu failed.

Starting from December 13, after a short rest, all races launched a devastating sweep on the entire Netherworld Hell.

This is not only to show their strength and to respect Qin Ming, but also to take this opportunity to completely severely damage the Netherworld Hell.

The human race, demon race, demon race and spiritual race formed four sweeping teams, and advanced to four directions, east, west, south, north and north under the leadership of the fairyland.

They destroyed the Ghost Mountains, burned the dead forests, trampled on the strata, changed the river channels, and ruthlessly massacred all the ghosts they saw.

In short, it is to destroy everything they encounter before them and weaken the power of the Netherworld Hell to the extreme that they can do.

Because the Ghost Lord of Youdu and others were defeated and fled, the Netherworld Hell had almost no power to stop, and almost all the hidden ones were eliminated one by one, and only those who fled to the deepest part of the Netherworld were spared.

Even Jiuying and the others had to retreat all the way to the depths of the Netherworld, and did not dare to go directly to the Ghost Sect to avoid being stared at by the ancient dragon of Taixu.

In this way, Qin Ming broke the conspiracy of the four clans, and the four clans severely damaged the Netherworld Hell! There was no success or failure, no victory or defeat! Deep in the Netherworld! The towering death knives stood in the sky. Although it returned to its usual silence, it was still in the dark fire, the dead air was like a hurricane, and the boundless thunder fell overwhelmingly. The blood and dark light rushed down like a waterfall, bringing an unparalleled visual shock.

Every ghost crawls and kneels when he sees this scene, and every living creature is shocked to the point of being lost when he sees this scene.

It is too huge and too terrifying. It is a sleeping god filled with unparalleled pressure.

The five surviving ghost masters of the Immortal Martial Realm, the Lord of the Blood River, the Lord of the Ku River, the Lord of the Yellow Spring Ghost Master, the Nether Mei, and all gathered here.

Although the atmosphere was chaotic and embarrassing, they did not care too much about this tragic escape, but were all looking at the top of the towering death bell.

There is their deepest suspicion - Qin Ming! In their consciousness, no one can ring the death knell. This is not a matter of strength, but a symbol of identity.

Even the powerful ghost master of Fengdu dared not covetousness, nor did he dare to touch the death knell.

Since the formation of the Netherworld, only the Lord of Netherworld, the Holy Emperor of Taiyin! The Holy Emperor of Taiyin is in charge of the Death Knives, and the law controls the order of the Netherworld tribes, and even regulates the order of the Netherworld. Although it is not an Emperor Realm, it is infinitely close to the Emperor Realm.

If the nine sacred mountains had invited the Taiyin Holy Emperor out at the beginning of the battle of the God-killing War, it might have been a different ending, and there would be no subsequent chaos.
Chapter completed!