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Chapter 1184 Submerged!

Chen Qingzi was silent.

Ming Kunzi's eyes remained the same and he didn't say anything.

All the monks of the Nether Sect around bowed their heads. They could not participate in this matter and were unable to participate. Only the male and female quasi-Mingzi who differentiated Yin and Yang were a little unwilling to accept it at this moment. After vaguely looking at Wang Baole, they chose to bow their heads.

At this moment, Wang Baole's forehead was bulging and his body was trembling violently. He was struggling, his heart was roaring, and even faintly, there was some cracking sound outside his body, as if there was an invisible seal that was breaking.

Until a few breaths, Chen Qingzi nodded.

"If this is the master's insistence, the disciple will promise that from then on, all the behaviors of the junior brother... cannot be investigated, stopped, blocked, and disturbed, even if he wants to leave the stone tablet world!"

"Serious." Ming Kunzi smiled, his eyes retracted from Chen Qingzi, and fell to Wang Baole again. Seeing the blue veins on Wang Baole's forehead and his struggle, Ming Kunzi showed unbearableness and softness in his eyes, and he murmured softly.

"Don't be sad. It's a lucky chance for my teacher to exist until now. And the remaining and tomb guarding are already exhausted. Let me... be free."

"The liberation of being a teacher is worth it. My great disciple will achieve glory in the Ming Sect because of my liberation. Inheriting the mission, my little disciple will be able to complete his own path. From then on, he will lose a causal bond. The fruit of freedom is not far away. At the same time, he will be qualified to leave. This matter... is comfort and a pleasure." As he said that, Ming Kunzi smiled, his smile became more and more prosperous, and his laughter became louder and louder, spreading all over the world, spreading throughout the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld.

The fluctuations around were visible to the naked eye, and all the disciples of the Nether Sect had to retreat one by one. The three soul lamps on the Emperor's coffin shaking violently, the first one... was extinguished in an instant!

Wang Baole let out a shrill roar in his heart, but he could not stop all this. He could only watch his master's body slowly transparent in this laughter, until the second soul lamp on the coffin went out, until his figure became increasingly blurred...

The third soul lamp is out.

Ming Kunzi's figure completely... disappeared.

"Master!!" Wang Baole let out a shrill roar. At this moment, his body resumed his movements due to Ming Kunzi's disappearance. The roar suppressed in his heart finally came out. The sound was filled with endless sadness, and even more indescribable madness. He instantly arrived at the place where the master disappeared, and raised his hands as if he was trying to grab something.

But he grabbed the empty hand and had nothing...

"Cangyue!!" Wang Baole's eyes were red. At this moment, there was no one here in his mind. Even Chen Qingzi was not noticed by him. The only thing he thought was to change all this.

The method of the waning moon unfolded instantly, but... this magical power of the years that had never been favorable has lost its effect at this moment. It is not that it has not been unfolded, but that the disappearing figure of the master could never be gathered in front of him as the twenty breaths of time pass.

But Wang Baole was unwilling to accept it.

"The crescent moon!"

"The crescent moon!!"

"A waning moon!!!"

As Chen Qingzi's eyes in the distance fell on Wang Baole. For a moment, deep in his eyes showed pain and struggle, but soon he became firm again. His eyes were withdrawn from Wang Baole and when he looked at the coffin of the Emperor of the Underworld, he raised his finger with his right hand.

Suddenly, the huge coffin of the Emperor of the Underworld roared, and the lid of the coffin was slowly opened by an invisible force, gradually increasing until it was fully opened, and the breath of death that was extremely rich and burst out with a bang.

During this explosion, light shone from the coffin, and finally a corpse floated out from it. The corpse was incomplete, leaving only the upper body, completely rotting, and only bones exist. But if you look closely, you can see that every inch of the bone radiates the Taoist rhyme of death. Every wisp of Taoist rhyme seems to contain countless vague runes, the entire bone... For the Ming Sect, it is the most precious holy object.

None of them!

At this moment, the bones rose into the sky and slowly floated towards Chen Qingzi. All the monks of the Nether Sect were excited and trembling. While kneeling down, their eyes showed longing and expectation, but... Wang Baole did not look at the slightest. He was still standing where the master disappeared, like a devil, and he unfolded the method of the waning moon again and again.

Because he expanded too much, he himself was a little unbearable. The nothingness around him was twisted rapidly, so that his figure was faintly visible. Within a few feet of the surrounding area, in terms of the flow of time, due to the many waning moons unfolding, it was completely different from other areas.

"It must be possible!"

"The waning moon is the method of time, and it can definitely be done!" Wang Baole's eyes were red, and he murmured quickly, ignoring the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld, which was like a holy object in the minds of the cultivators of the Underworld, floating past his head, and did not care that the remains gradually fell into Chen Qingzi's hands.

Until Chen Qingzi raised his right hand and touched the remains, the remains turned into fluorescent light and merged into Chen Qingzi's arm, causing the Nine Netherworlds to appear in his arm. The first ray of the first ray of colors besides gray and black and white.

All the colors!

These colors radiate from his arms and gradually spread throughout his body. Until he finally covered Chen Qingzi's entire body, the aura of the heavenly way of his body exploded instantly, becoming more intense and thorough, and even faintly above his head, a vast vortex appeared.

This vortex spreads to the endless range of the Nine Netherworlds. Every monk in the Netherworld can see and feel it when he looks up. In the vortex, there seems to be a passage, a... passage that all monks in the Netherworld are able to step in and go to!

At the end of the passage is... the Weiyangdao Domain of the Outer Eco Realm!

With the roar, with the rotation of the vortex, the entire Jiuyou trembled, and the River Styx also rolled, as if all the flow was in the thought of Chen Qingzi.

After feeling his own differences and the smoother bearing of the Heavenly Way, Chen Qingzi's eyes became calmer. Finally, he took a deep look at Wang Baole's back. He turned around and walked towards the outside world.

Behind him, the monks of the Nether Sect followed one by one, with fanaticism, excitement, and persistence in their eyes, but... the two monks who turned into Yin and Yang, at this moment, the male cultivator showed a hint of reluctance in his eyes. He looked back at Wang Baole when he was about to leave the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld and stepped out of the River Styx, his right hand suddenly broke from himself, turned into a black air, and headed straight for... Wang Baole at the bottom of the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld at an extremely fast speed!

When he rushed forward, the arm formed a villain, which looked exactly the same as that of the quasi-Mingzi. At this moment, the murderous intent was everywhere, but the speed was not very fast. He seemed to be judging and waiting. However, after finding that the way of heaven had not come to stop it, the villain thought he felt the hint, so his speed increased sharply, and in an instant he approached the three-meter area where Wang Baole was.

Without a moment of pause, he went in directly, trying to take advantage of Wang Baole's vague mind to attack him, but... the moment the villain entered this area, before he could take action, his body trembled suddenly. It was visible to the naked eye that the villain's appearance changed rapidly, as if in the blink of an eye, countless times flowed back on him.

It instantly turned into an arm, then turned into black gas, then became a drop of black blood, and then it was nothing left, as if it was wiped out.

Even the moment it was erased, there seemed to be cause and effect spreading, cutting off its roots and completely disappearing into the Nine Netherworlds.

Not only that, the quasi-Mingzi himself, who had broken his arm and spread out this method, also trembled violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his soul was blurred at this moment. Even the woman next to him was like this, and blood was spewing out.

As for other monks of the Underworld, many frowned and wanted to speak but stopped. Chen Qingzi, who was walking forward, did not stop at all from beginning to end, nor did he stop him at all. Only at this moment, the external rhyme of his body fluctuated slightly, so the next moment...

This self-pretentious man thought he would be the queen of Wang Baole, the first Mingzi of the Ming Sect, and the future leader, the second cultivator of the male and female who differentiated yin and yang. His body was shocked instantly, with incredible eyes, and he didn't even have the chance to speak. His body was in the next breath... directly decomposed, his body and spirit were destroyed, and he was not qualified to reincarnate, and was erased by the way of heaven...!

Chen Qingzi's figure continued to walk away step by step, full of Taoist rhyme, and magnificent momentum, making the void tremble and the roar of the Nine Nethers, covering endless vortexes.

Behind him, at the bottom of the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, another figure, disheveled hair, pale face, and bloodshot eyes, was constantly spreading the waning moon...

Gradually, the two of them became farther and farther away until Chen Qingzi left the Styx, the Styx roared and poured in again, submerging the Styx tomb... into it, isolating everything.

The moment the River Styx submerged the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, Chen Qingzi murmured a sound in this world that only he could hear.
Chapter completed!
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