"Uh, you should just do it. I also want to see what the so-called God of the Underworld is capable of. However, if I'm not wrong, you're not the real God of the Underworld. You're just one of the divine cultivators in this world. " After Qin Lang became a divine cultivator himself, he understood what the so-called gods were all about.
This so-called God of the Underworld was actually just a divine cultivator.
The strength of its power depended on how much power it could receive from this world.
"Die!"
The God of the Underworld made a move. It waved its arm, and suddenly a strong aura of death swept toward Qin Lang. This aura of death had already turned into a malicious spirit halfway through, and it opened its bloody mouth at Qin Lang, ready to devour Qin Lang.
"Roc Swallows the Sky!"
Qin Lang sneered and suddenly opened his mouth. At this moment, he displayed the Universe Change of the Roc and directly absorbed the aura of death released by the God of the Underworld!
Qin Lang's move shocked the God of the Underworld. This was because the aura of death could only be absorbed and refined by undead creatures. Once living creatures came into contact with the aura of death, their cultivation would definitely be damaged. After all, life and death were opposed, and yin and yang were separated. This aura of death could only be enjoyed by undead creatures. As for living creatures, wasn't inhaling the aura of death courting death?
However, not only did Qin Lang not die, but he was also full of vigor. This aura of death was simply like vitality to him.
"This … is impossible!" The God of the Underworld felt that this was simply unbelievable.
"Nothing is impossible!" Qin Lang sneered. "If this is all you've got, then there's no need to continue this battle."
"Arrogant!" The God of the Underworld was furious. Its body moved, and it rushed toward Qin Lang. This guy was extremely fast, like a black bolt of lightning, and there was already a black long saber in its hand. This long blade was not the legendary Death Scythe. Instead, it was a demonic weapon forged by the God of the Underworld using the source energy of the netherworld. Not only was this demonic blade indestructible, once one was injured by the demonic blade, their body and primordial spirit would be invaded by the aura of death. In the end, it was possible for them to become an undead creature and become a member of this world.
Generally speaking, once the Nether God's Undead Demonic Blade was unleashed, the opponent was practically a dead man.
However, this thing was obviously useless against Qin Lang. Qin Lang's fist struck out and immediately sealed the God of the Underworld's Undead Magic Blade. As for the deathly aura of the netherworld, it might be like poison to others, but to Qin Lang, it was like a tonic.
The roots of the World Tree could absorb all kinds of vital energy from the heavens and the earth at any time. Even the deathly energy of the Netherworld was like nutrients to the World Tree. Because Qin Lang had inherited the growth rings and wood grain of the World Tree, he naturally had the same ability. If the God of the Underworld wanted to use the Demonic Blade of the Undead to restrain Qin Lang, he had really miscalculated.
Rumble!
Qin Lang's fist collided with the Demonic Blade, and the sound was earth-shattering.
This sound alarmed the old butler of White Shade City. The old butler immediately knew that Qin Lang and the God of the Underworld were fighting. Now, of course, he hoped that Qin Lang would be the final winner, because he had already boarded Qin Lang's warship. If Qin Lang lost, he was afraid that the God of the Underworld would kill him immediately.
The Demonic Blade was blown away, and the deathly aura that filled the sky was also devoured by Qin Lang.
There was no doubt that Qin Lang had the absolute upper hand in this fight between the two sides. Not only was the God of the Underworld very surprised by this result, but even Qin Lang himself was a little surprised. This was because he had not expected that the God of the Underworld would be so weak.
Qin Lang had never thought that it was not that the God of the Underworld was too weak, but that he was now too strong. His strength was increasing rapidly at every moment, which was something that others could not catch up to.
Moreover, Qin Lang had the growth rings and wood-grain divine marks of the Jianmu Tree, the 100% blessing of the world of Hua Xia, and the mysterious Hong Meng Purple Qi. This made it impossible for Qin Lang's cultivation not to advance by leaps and bounds even if he wanted to.
In addition to these, there was another important point: Qin Lang had been fighting all the time! Qin Lang continued to fight against all sorts of experts. Even when facing opponents that were stronger than him, Qin Lang never retreated. Instead, he persisted until the very last moment, found an opening in his opponent's defense, and finally defeated and killed him. It was because of the huge number of battles that Qin Lang finally managed to perfectly combine the cultivation method with the battle, so that he could constantly improve his cultivation realm during the battle.
"Damned human boy, I will crush you completely!"
The Nether God was already unable to restrain his rage. In the past, Qin Lang was just like an ant in its eyes. Yet now, Qin Lang was actually on equal footing with it and was evenly matched. So, how could it keep its face? In any case, it was the God of the Underworld of the Netherworld. Although it was only one of the Gods of the Underworld, it was still a genuine god. How could it be provoked by a human boy like this?
The God of the Underworld obviously wanted to crush Qin Lang immediately, because it could not tolerate a former ant jumping around in front of it. Therefore, it displayed its most powerful power:
The blessing of the Netherworld!
The blessing of a world's power was naturally an unimaginable power. Moreover, the Netherworld was much vaster than Earth, so this power was naturally not to be underestimated. It was no exaggeration to say that the blessing of the Netherworld could instantly increase the power of the God of the Underworld by ten times!
A tenfold increase in power was enough to form a crushing advantage over the enemy.
Therefore, the God of the Underworld probably thought that Qin Lang was dead for sure, so it directly used all its power to crush Qin Lang's head.
This fellow could be considered impressive. Above its head, the shadows of eleven cities of the Netherworld appeared. These represented the eleven cities of the Netherworld under its rule. In other words, it was not the blessing of the entire Netherworld, but the blessing of the eleven cities of the Netherworld.
This power was enough to easily suppress many masters of the Netherworld, but to suppress Qin Lang, it was clearly not enough.
"Break!"
Qin Lang did not dodge. He directly used force to break force, and met it with a punch.
Roar!
When Qin Lang's fist struck, a loud and clear dragon roar rang out. He knew that this was the sound of the blessing of the world of Hua Xia. Since the God of the Underworld wanted to use the power of eleven cities of the Netherworld to suppress Qin Lang, then Qin Lang would use the power of the world of Hua Xia in return.
Who was stronger and who was weaker, victory would be decided in one move. How delightful would that be!
Rumble!
The two peerless powers collided, and a loud sound was heard.
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