As soon as Guang Lingzi's voice fell, a gloomy and evil aura burst out of his body, like a demon descending on the light world, turning the world into an Asura Purgatory.
"Rumble..."
The darkness, which was too dense to be able to diminish, spread in all directions, making the world black like ink, and all the sunlight disappeared without a trace.
Even Ye Fan was swallowed by this darkness.
In an instant, he felt that his spiritual consciousness was isolated by the darkness, and he could not perceive the other creatures in the field.
Undoubtedly, this is the realm of Guang Lingzi's evil corpse incarnation, which is very strange.
In the darkness, Ye Fan felt a strong ominous premonition, and quickly summoned the Wuxiang Sword to display his magical powers.
"Ren Jianping all directions!"
A shield of light suddenly appeared, however, the light only illuminates the surrounding area for a few meters, and cannot spread farther.
Compared with the endless darkness, this little brilliance, like a tiny firefly, is not worth mentioning.
Suddenly, in the dark high sky, a light source appeared, emitting a pale and grim light.
Looking up, it turned out to be an eye!
Those eyes, which are by no means normal human beings, were the size of a palm. The white part of the eyes that was supposed to be the white of the eyes was scarlet at the moment, and the pupil was a black vertical slit, like the horizontal pupil of a snake.
These eyes are exactly the same as the vertical pupils of Guang Lingzi's evil corpse incarnation.
Now floating in mid-air, it's creepy.
However, this is not the end, but just the beginning.
The second, third, fourth, tenth, hundredth, thousandth...
In just a few breaths, in the darkness, it was filled with countless terrifying vertical pupils, without any extra space.
If you are a intensive phobia, you might faint on the spot when you see such a scene.
"Damn it, what the is this?"
Ye Fan felt terrified.
He could feel that this Nether Realm was very special, isolating himself from the surrounding environment, and not being in the same space with other powerhouses.
Only these weird eyes remain in this world.
What is even more shocking is that these vertical eyes contain a variety of negative emotions, pain, helplessness, despair, hideousness, sadness...
Suddenly, all the vertical eyes turned their directions, looked at Ye Fan, and then revealed the same expression
Hatred!
Unforgettable hatred!
Countless hatred eyes intertwined on Ye Fan's body, and even gave him an unprecedented sense of horror.
He didn't know what these vertical eyes were, but he was certain that they must be extremely vicious, even far beyond imagination.
...
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Suddenly, there was a shrill laughter in the darkness. The laughter was like friction between metals, suffocating.
"Ye Fan, don't waste your efforts! In this nether realm, you can never defeat this seat! These nether eyes will send you to hell!"
Guang Lingzi's tone was extremely arrogant, as if he had already secured the victory, and was sure of Ye Fan.
Being stared at by countless demon eyes, no matter who it is, his heart can't help but feel guilty.
"call……"
Ye Fan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Guang Lingzi, is this so-called Nether Eye your support for defeating me? Aside from looking at someone, it's nothing big!"
"Ye Fan, this seat knows that you deliberately want to use the radical technique, from the mouth of this seat... However, even if this seat tells you the origin of this ghostly eye, you will never find a way to crack it!"
Guang Lingzi's fierce voice sounded again: "Ye Fan, do you know that every Nether Eye is refined from the eyeballs of True Immortal Du Jie, and the conditions for refining are very harsh. Get the full eyeballs!"
"what?!"
Hearing what Guang Lingzi said, Ye Fan "cocked" in his heart, with an incredible expression on his face.
Are you kidding me? !
There are thousands of these ghost eyes in the field.
Although the True Martial Dao Sect is an ancient sect, there are only more than a dozen True Immortals under the sect. Where can I get so many?
But Ye Fan changed his mind to think that the source of these eyeballs may not be the real martial arts sect.
The ruins are the ancient battlefields. I don't know how many strong men have fallen here.
With the strength of Guang Lingzi, it would not be impossible to discover an ancient battlefield and find the corpses of thousands of powerful men.
However, taking out the eyeballs from the bodies of those strong men is really hurtful, and it is a great defilement and blasphemy!
Guang Lingzi seemed to be able to penetrate Ye Fan's thoughts, and said coldly: "Boy, are you looking down on this seat? It is an honor for those guys to be able to use this seat! Now, let you see these ghosts The eyes are amazing!"
"Eyes of the Nether, fascinating!"
As soon as the words fell, the pupils of the eyes of the ghost turned into a scarlet color that was heart-pounding.
"boom!"
At the next moment, all the eyes of the Nether began to spin rapidly, like a deep black hole, enough to make people fall into it.
At this moment, Ye Fan didn't dare to underestimate him.
If Guang Lingzi's words were true, every eyeball came from the true immortal of Cross Tribulation, and then refined with vicious secret techniques, I don't know what kind of lethality it would have.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an offensive like a giant hammer seemed to fall suddenly from above the nine heavens and slammed into Ye Fan's divine consciousness.
In an instant, Ye Fan only felt that his life palace had suffered an unprecedented shock.
Even if there is a mysterious Shimen sitting in town, the Palace of Command will not collapse in an instant, but the pain that ordinary people can't imagine will almost tear his soul away.
"Ah!"
Ye Fan let out a heartbreaking wailing, and his entire face became ugly because of the pain.
Such a mentality attack, no matter how abundant the internal energy in Ye Fan's Dantian was, it would not be useful.
And the supernatural powers like Prajna Yin, even though it is the supreme practice of Buddhism, are sufficient to deter evil and evil spirits.
But now, Guang Lingzi is hiding in the darkness, the body has not appeared, no trace can be found.
Ye Fan could only rely on his own spiritual knowledge if he wanted to defeat it.
...
The terrifying energy fluctuations raged for several minutes.
Relying on the protection of the mysterious stone gate, Ye Fan survived, not so much, but not very well.
"Huh? Boy, you are not dead?"
Guang Lingzi was shocked when he saw this.
You know, this Nether realm, but his trump card at the bottom of the box, has never been used before, but its power is beyond doubt.
This trick was originally prepared for True Immortal Qing Ming of Yunhai Immortal Gate, but now it is used on Ye Fan, but he didn't expect to be able to kill him in seconds.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
The next moment, Guang Lingzi let out a sharp laugh again: "Boy, it's useless! Even if you temporarily withstand it, no matter how hard you struggle, it is impossible to defeat this seat in the Nether Realm!"
"After you die, this seat will personally grab your eyeballs, take away all your power, and make you a member of the eyes of Netherworld!"
Feeling the resentment in Guang Lingzi's tone, Ye Fan couldn't help but shiver.
As Guang Lingzi said, in this field, Ye Fan could not perceive any of his breath at all, and naturally could not attack his physical body.
Therefore, Ye Fan was in an embarrassing situation where he could only be beaten and could not fight back.
At this moment, an even more terrifying aura emerged as if an evil dragon went out to sea.
"Eye of the Nether-Doomsday Catastrophe!"
With Guang Lingzi’s big drink, thousands of Nether Eyes in the arena suddenly burst out with indescribable light, spreading in all directions, suddenly illuminating the originally dark space, and its light seemed to be able to Compete with the sun.
That kind of strong visual impact caused Ye Fan's pupils to contract involuntarily, causing a momentary blindness.
Among them, the extremely hot power does not act on the flesh, but directly penetrates into the divine consciousness.
At this moment, Ye Fan only felt that his three souls and seven souls seemed to be roasted on a stove, and he was so painful that he could only grit his teeth and persist.
He poured all the power in his body into that soul, Xiaoren, and tried his best to resist the bright light.
...
However, this is just the beginning.
At the next moment, the light that was originally hotter than the sun converged in an instant, returned to those ghost eyes, and turned into dark golden light.
It may seem insignificant and inconspicuous, but when you perceive it carefully with divine consciousness, you will find that it is a kind of terrifying energy that is condensed to the extreme. Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, which results in a sublimation.
The dark golden light spots that gathered in the pupils of Nether Eye's eyes contained the energy of destroying the world, even if they were far away, Ye Fan could feel the breath of death and silence.
Rich combat experience told him that now, no matter what, he should escape from this space, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, and there would even be a danger of death.
But this space has long been filled by these eyes of darkness, even if he wants to escape, where can he escape?
Reason told him that if he was hit by one or two dark golden lights, he might still be able to rely on the mysterious stone gate in the palace to resist.
However, if these thousands of dark golden light spots hit one's own divine consciousness at the same time, then this nether field may be one's own burial ground!
Thinking of this, Ye Fan's eyes were red, gritted his teeth, his whole body tensed, waiting for the blow.
For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was frozen to the extreme, and the needle fell silently.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Time ticked by, but Ye Fan didn't dare to take it lightly.
Just when his patience was about to be consumed, the dark golden light spots lurking in the eyes of Nether suddenly burst out as if they had been stimulated.
Suddenly, countless majestic powers suddenly burst from those dark golden light spots, turning into a long rainbow, lasing towards Ye Fan.
Moreover, Ye Fan could still feel that every light spot contained a powerful force of imperious power, like the sky and the earth, and the stars fell.
Each force is completely different, but they are all the strength of the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, and there are several of them, which are equivalent to the strength of the Eightfold True Immortal Crossing Tribulation.
Such a terrifying power should come from the masters of those magic eyes before they were alive.
Guang Lingzi used special secret techniques, coupled with these magic eyes, to borrow the power of those ancient powerhouses.
Although it is only a part of the power, the power of so many ancient powerhouses is superimposed, and the degree of danger is far beyond imagination.
"Stab!"
Those dark golden light spots drew a trajectory in mid-air, the entire space began to vibrate and collapse, and countless space cracks emerged.
The space is torn and the sky is overturned, even if it is the legendary judgment and punishment of the sky, it is nothing more than that.
This move of Guang Lingzi is called "The Doomsday Catastrophe", and everything in the field now is really like the end of the day!
...
Facing this dark golden light spot surging from all directions, covering the sky, no matter how fast Ye Fan was, it was impossible to get rid of them all.
"Puff!"
The first dark golden light blasted towards Ye Fan, passed through the body, hit the Palace of Life, and then burst open, looking like fireworks.
Even with Shimen Fate Soul suppression, Ye Fan's divine consciousness felt a burst of burning pain.
With the first one, there will be a second, third, fourth, tenth, hundredth...
"Boom!"
For a moment, countless dark golden lights hit Ye Fan's palace of life, and the strong shock wave made him feel that his soul was about to tear apart.
Unprecedented, he almost fainted.
However, Ye Fan still gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, his eyes red, trying to keep himself awake.
Because he knows that if he faints at this time, then everything is over.
"Come on! Make the storm stronger!"
"The red carp is waiting for me! The neon clothes are waiting for me!"
"Meng Yao, who is far away in the Water Moon Palace, is waiting for my rescue!"
"Lao Wei, I need to rely on me to resurrect!"
"There are also Dongfang Mingyue, Nangong Xian'er, and Sister Yun Rong... all waiting for my return!"
"How can I... fall down here?"
"What's the deal with these pains?"
In Ye Fan's mind, the shadows of a few women emerged. The people he cares about are the source of motivation that has kept him up to now.
This Guang Lingzi is the most powerful enemy he faces today.
However, if Shuiyue Palace is a big mountain, the Guanglingzi in front of you is at best a small slope.
How can you stand on top of the world without turning over this cut?
The edge of the sword is sharpened!
Only in the midst of pain and hardship can I sharpen my will and persevere.
...
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes...
After a full half an hour, Ye Fan still clenched his teeth, his own will was like a steel knife that was constantly being tempered.
However, the number of Nether Demon Eyes is too exaggerated. After bombing for so long, it only consumes one-tenth.
Moreover, the power erupting from these magic eyes is equivalent to the full blow of the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, which is constantly superimposed on top of each other, and the power explodes geometrically.
If this trend continues, no matter how firm Ye Fan's will is, I am afraid it will not be spared and will eventually die of exhaustion.
At this moment, Wei Lao, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke:
"Xiao Fan, if you can hold on to this point, it is beyond the deity's expectations! It just so happens that the deity has a magic trick that can break this realm!"
"What supernatural power?" Ye Fan couldn't help asking.
"Beichen Fifth Sword, Heart Sword!" Wei Lao said.
