Wang Cheng looked at Wang Zhen and said, "How did you know about this plan? Who told you? You weren't there when we made this plan. "
Wang Zhen looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Senior Brother Wang Cheng, I just want to know why you guys carried out this plan. Don't you know that a lot of people will die because of this plan? "
Wang Cheng looked at Wang Zhen as if he was looking at a fool. After a while, he laughed and said, "Dead people? Are there any cultivators who don't die in the process of cultivation? What do dead people count for? Wang Zhen, you're not that naive, right? What's the big deal about dead people? Besides, they're people from the lower realms. What's there to worry about? As long as you can return to the upper realms, what does it matter how many people die? Do you want to stay in the Nine Nether Blood Realm for the rest of your life and be swallowed by the blood river? "
Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't say anything. He knew that Wang Cheng was right. For a cultivator, the death of a person wasn't a big deal. Even in the upper realm, a cultivator's progress was made by stepping on the corpses of others. Wang Zhen was considered a relatively good cultivator, but the number of people who died in his hands was not small.
Moreover, in the eyes of people from the upper realms, the life and death of people from the lower realms had nothing to do with them. It was like a person looking at a group of ants. Would he care about the life and death of the ants? Not killing the ants for fun was already considered good.
Wang Cheng looked at Wang Zhen and smiled faintly. "What? You're not talking? Wang Zhen, we are cultivators. If we don't have the heart to make progress, then we don't deserve to be cultivators. If we don't think about how to get out of the Nine Nether Blood Realm, then we don't deserve to be cultivators. What's wrong with our plan? "
Wang Zhen didn't know what to say. Zhao Hai looked at Wang Cheng and nodded. "You're right. What you're doing is also right. Naturally, there's nothing wrong with our counterattack. There's no such thing as absolute good and evil between cultivators. The bigger the fist, the faster the blade, that's the true truth."
Wang Cheng looked at Zhao Hai and carefully sized him up. Then he laughed and said, "Kid, your words are very pleasant. But from your appearance, you seem to be from the lower realms. What do you mean by resisting? Do you dare to defy me? You? "
With my current strength, ascension shouldn't be a problem. Unfortunately, I still have some concerns in this plane. I need to eliminate all threats to this plane. At the very least, after I leave, this plane should be safe. This way, I can leave with peace of mind. As for the dangers that might appear in a few hundred years or even a few thousand years, I don't need to consider them. I don't have time to think about things that are too far in the future. You're very unfortunate, you appeared before I left. If you appeared after I left, then no one would resist you. Unfortunately, I haven't left yet, so there would be people who would resist you. "
Wang Cheng looked at Zhao Hai and laughed, then turned to Wang Zhen and said, "Wang Zhen, this kid is very interesting, and his strength is indeed not bad. What do you think if I get him to join the Cross Blade Sect? This kid's temper is very much to our Cross Blade Sect's liking. "
Wang Zhen looked at Wang Cheng and shook his head. "You're one step too late. I've already given him my identity card, and he will join my Tai Yi Dao Sect. Also, I have to take care of this matter this time."
Wang Cheng looked at Wang Zhen and said, "Do you really think that you can stop everyone? Do you know how many passages these demon servants have created this time? How many people will come out of the Nine Nether Blood Realm? Can you stop them? "
Wang Zhen said in a deep voice, "I have to stop them even if I can't. This is my Dao. If I go against my Dao, then what's the point of seeking immortality? What's the point of finding the Great Dao? I might as well be devoured by the blood river."
Wang Cheng looked at Wang Zhen and suddenly nodded with a solemn expression. "Alright, I respect your Dao. Come, let me see if your strength has regressed over the years." After saying that, Wang Cheng had already pulled out the long saber on his back and looked at Wang Zhen with eyes like an eagle.
Wang Zhen waved his hand, and the long sword on his back automatically jumped out of its scabbard and landed in his hand. He pointed the long sword at Wang Cheng and performed a sword salute. Then, his expression turned serious as he looked at Wang Cheng motionlessly. The hand holding the sword was as steady as Mount Tai. In an instant, the atmosphere at the scene froze. An invisible pressure was emitted from the two of them, making the surrounding people feel as if the air had become heavy. Everyone's breathing slowed down a lot from the pressure.
Zhao Hai, on the other hand, didn't seem to be affected at all. His figure moved and he had already retreated outside the circle. His movement also caused the two of them to move. Wang Zhen's hand moved and he stabbed Wang Cheng with his sword.
This sword move was ordinary and didn't seem to have anything special about it. It was like a very ordinary move, Immortal Shows the Way. Wang Cheng's move was the same, an ordinary horizontal slash.
Boom! Saber and sword collided, but there wasn't the sound of metal clashing. Instead, there was a loud explosion. An enormous force spread out in all directions with the saber and sword as the center.
The two of them withdrew their weapons and continued to fight. This time, their moves weren't so ordinary. There were all kinds of strange moves and wonderful moves emerging one after another. It was too much for the eyes to take in.
Although the two of them had countless wonderful moves, their weapons didn't collide even once. The two of them didn't wait for their moves to finish before they immediately changed their moves. It looked like the two of them were holding their weapons and swinging them around, as if they didn't have any lethality at all.
But everyone present knew how dangerous their moves were. The first time their weapons clashed, they used the power of law. It was just that their power of law wasn't the same as Zhao Hai's. Their power of law seemed to be attached to their weapons. It was precisely because they attached their power of law to their weapons that there was such a big movement when their weapons clashed. After that, the two's weapons were still imbued with the power of laws. This was also the reason why they didn't dare to clash with each other. After all, their strength had been affected in this realm. If they were to use the power of laws for a long time, then they wouldn't be able to last more than a few moves. They might even be injured.
They could use the power of law. Maybe when they were in the upper realm, they could use the power of law for a long time without being affected. But here, they couldn't. This was the lower realm, and their strength was greatly affected.
The two of them kept swinging their weapons while the people around them almost stopped breathing. At this time, a loud roar was heard, attracting everyone's attention. Zhao Hai, who was watching the two of them fight, secretly sighed. He knew that what was to come would come in the end.
From the moment these passages were opened, Zhao Hai knew that it was impossible for only one person to come out. The people of the Nine Nether Blood Realm might not have discovered the existence of these passages, so only a few people came out. However, the death of the Demon King must have alarmed the people of the Nine Nether Blood Realm. Now, a large number of people from the Nine Nether Blood Realm would certainly rush out. This was their true enemy. Zhao Hai didn't expect that the Demon King's death would be like this.
Zhao Hai's figure moved to the side of another blood-colored vortex. Suddenly, a shadow rushed out of the blood-colored vortex. This shadow didn't seem to have any intention of stopping as it rushed towards Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai felt a gust of wind coming towards him. His figure moved, and he had already dodged the attack. Then he turned his hand and struck back at the person who had attacked him.
Zhao Hai never held back. He knew very well that not all the people locked up in the Nine Nether Blood Realm were bad, but there weren't many good people either. Let alone the Nine Nether Blood Realm, a person like Wang Zhen would be a rare animal in any plane. There were no truly good people among the cultivators.
The person dodged Zhao Hai's attack, but he didn't stop. He continued to attack Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai quickly discovered that the person he was fighting was a race similar to the Extraterritorial Devil Race. It was just that this person was very short, only about half of Zhao Hai's height, less than a meter. This was a very short Devil.
However, he was still a Demon. He had horns on his head and wings on his back. Moreover, his wings were very long and large, looking like a long cloak. He also had a tail on his back. He wasn't tall, but his tail was very long. It was more than three meters long. The tip of the tail also had an arrowhead shape. His face was also covered with thin scales, and his hands had long nails. Although his stature was very short, he was very sturdy. His eyes were blood red, and his fangs were exposed. No matter how you look at it, he looked like a Demon, although this Demon's stature was a bit short.
Zhao Hai looked at this Devil, then he smiled faintly and said, "Are you the Master of the Extraterritorial Devil Race? The Extraterritorial Devils always imagine their Masters to be incomparably tall, but they didn't expect you to be this short. So it's because of your short stature that you feel inferior, causing the Extraterritorial Devils to imagine you to be very tall. They don't dare to do this because you are their Masters. Therefore, even if the Extraterritorial Devils use a blood sacrifice to borrow a trace of your strength, their stature would still become very tall. Hahaha. Interesting. "
When the short Devil heard Zhao Hai, he couldn't help but coldly snort. Then he said, "Kid, you killed my servant. I want you to pay with your life. But since you are strong, I will allow you to become my servant. Come, kneel before your God and hand over your soul. You will obtain eternal life."
Along with the Devil's words, waves of soul attacks rushed towards Zhao Hai. If Zhao Hai's soul wasn't strong enough, then he might have already knelt down after hearing these words. This was a spell, a soul attack spell that was a lot more powerful than the Brainwashing Spell.
However, this spell was useless against Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai looked at the Devil and said, "You want me to submit? Hahahaha. Even the heavens and earth can't make this Zhao Hai submit. What makes you think you can? Ridiculous. Put away your ridiculous soul attacks. Let's see who's the real deal. "
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