Just like two worlds, different trajectories, different times, and all the things around you are different.

In the lower realm, Wuya overseas, a ancestor saint and An Bai have turned the lower realm upside down.

In Wuya, there are nearly a hundred warriors who have reached the Ancestral Saint Realm here.

Ling Zhi followed Jiuyou Eighteen Prison and rushed into the water column together, but after entering, he was soon repelled by a huge repulsive force.

It’s not that he didn’t want to resist, but that at that moment, he actually had the idea of ​​resisting or dying.

It seemed that if he wanted to resist, he would go against the entire Biluohuangquan and would go completely to the opposite side of Biluohuangquan.

This is obviously impossible for Ling Zhi, who wants to leave with the help of the Jiutian Biluo Huangquan.

After the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison rushed into the river, everything around Ling Zhi's body suddenly stopped.

Yes, still.

Not only the water columns of the blue and white springs suddenly turned into solids, standing there, even the sea water of the endless sea stopped flowing.

"puff."

Ling Zhi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his entire aura was instantly weakened by half.

After spitting out the blood, Ling Zhi's body sank a little further, and he vomited three more mouthfuls of blood in a row.

After the blood was spit out, he stood firm and barely held on.

After everything stopped flowing, the pressure he was under to stand here more than doubled in an instant.

The pressure that was barely adapted to suddenly surged so much. How could Ling Zhi bear it? He coughed up blood on the spot and was seriously injured to this point.

As if he felt his injury, he had refined it to the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons on the ninth level and actually responded.

Through the yellow water column, Ling Zhi seemed to see the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison approaching him, and the water from the Biluohuang Spring gradually overflowed, wrapping him around.

At this moment, the pressure around his body instantly decreased a lot.

The Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons were spinning in the yellow water column. The water of the blue and white spring seemed to be pulling it, but also seemed to be in awe of it and hiding from it.

This is a very strange phenomenon, and the scene is very strange.

But Ling Zhi immediately understood.

The Nine Netherworld and Eighteen Prisons were nurtured from the Blue Lou Yellow Springs, and the Blue Lou Yellow Springs will naturally have a strong sense of possession of it.

Even the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons are far less simple than the ones that seem on the surface to the Nine Heavens Biluo Yellow Spring.

However, the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons were born from the Blue Lou Yellow Springs, but they were also transcendent to the Blue Lou Yellow Springs, which naturally aroused the fear and awe of the Blue Lou Yellow Springs.

This is why the current situation is caused.

This scene is so weird, stalemate and pulling.

The Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons have no spirits, no emotions, stalemates and pulls, and to it, it actually has no meaning.

But Ling Zhi is different. Such a stalemate will only make Ling Zhi, who always has anxiety and uneasy thoughts in his heart, make him more impatient.

So Ling Zhi would not just watch this continue like this.

He held the blood-crying sword and slashed around the Jiuyou Eighteen Prison.

He won't let go of the Nine Nether Prisons.

If he wants to break the stalemate, he will not be able to send Jiuyou Eighteen Prison back to the Biluohuangquan, so he will naturally hold it in his hands.

The Blood-Crying Sword slashed out with one sword. When the sword was in mid-air, Ling Zhi also had a sense of force and blockage in the water. When the Jiuyou Eighteen Prison approached, a stream of water that obviously overwhelmed the surrounding springs flowed out of the Blood-Crying Sword.

Ling Zhi didn't need to do anything, pulling all the power of Jiuyou Eighteen Prisons and dissipating in an instant.

After suddenly froze, these yellow water columns became even more fierce.

It was also at this moment that Ling Zhi felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

At his feet, in the abyss that was invisible, and in the seabed of the endless sea, a ferocious beast seemed to have awakened, opened its eyes and stared at him.

The chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, making him shudder.

On the sea that he could not see, the yellow water column that rose from the sea of ​​Wu Zou, now jumped from a hundred feet high to a thousand feet high, and rushed straight to the sky, almost reaching the limit of Wu Zou.

At this moment, the entire Wuyahai was completely rioted.

Such continuous action made these ancestor saints have no reason to suspect that it had nothing to do with Wuya Fruit, and they had extremely good reasons to believe that Wuya Fruit was about to be born.

And in front of Ling Zhi, the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons that fell back to his hands suddenly filled with flames.

The flame first appeared on the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison, jumped for a moment, and then after feeling the breath of the blue and white spring, it suddenly rushed out towards the darkness below the water column.

The light of the Spirit-Devouring Fire flashed past Ling Zhi, illuminating Ling Zhi's frown.

Wuyahuo's movement just now was extremely fast, so the spirit-devouring fire that he fired at the same time could not stop the other party.

The light of Wuyahuo instantly disappeared into the darkness below, completely disappearing into Lingzhi's perception.

Ling Zhi hesitated for a moment, held the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons, and headed upwards.

He keenly realized that the following place was probably not an exit from the Endless Sea, but it was very likely to be a place of life and death.

Moreover, no matter whether it is the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons or the Blood-Crying Sword, after arriving here, he lost interest in the lower part and had no reaction to the water of the blue and yellow spring below.

This made Ling Zhi more confirm his point of view.

After making up his mind, Ling Zhi floated upwards.

In this way, after a whole hour, Ling Zhi could vaguely see the light on the sea surface. Aside him, the water column formed by the green yellow spring water sprayed in the blue sky suddenly started to burn.

Yes, it burned in the sea like oil.

"Wuyahuo?"

Ling Zhi instantly recognized the source of the flame, and the one that ignited the entire water column was Wuyahuo.

Ling Zhi was shocked, his speed suddenly increased and he rushed up quickly.

Before he could rush out, a miserable scream rang out.

After three breaths, Ling Zhi rushed out of the Wuya Sea and saw the scene at the sea.

It is spectacular, and it is no longer enough to describe the scene that can be seen in front of him.

I saw that hundreds of yellow water columns on the entire Wuya Sea were all wrapped in rolling flames, and the fire spread to the surrounding sea, causing most of the sea areas to disappear even the place to stand.
Chapter completed!