Two of Underworld Prison and Four Dark Kings appear and join forces to severely injure Zhiming.
The wings were torn, the arms were broken, and the chest was pierced. Even though Ning Chen had an immortal body, it was gradually difficult to hold on.
The clothes are stained with blood, and the darkness is so powerful that it makes people despair. In the end of the world, when the power of light is suppressed, even Ning Chen can hardly exert its original strength.
A short distance away, Plague God looked at the white-haired young man in front of him and sneered, "The strongest man in the world is nothing more than this."
The fairy sword was leaning on the ground, and blood continued to drip down the sword body. Most of the blood energy was gone. Ning Chen's consciousness became dim for a while, but he stubbornly refused to fall.
He can't lose!
He can't lose yet!
He knew that if he fell here, everything would be over, and the lives of him and his two friends would also remain here completely.
He can't lose!
"Can't lose!"
With a blood-stained face and a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat, Ning Chen's Immortal Demon energy surged crazily, like a stormy sea, like a huge wave, forcibly opening up a piece of light in World of Darkness.
"Oh? Are you still conscious?"
The power of light was strong, and Plague God was knocked back two steps. Looking at the change in the aura of the white-haired young man in front of him, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
But in the darkness, glaze-colored flames burned, phoenix fire, demon flames, and fairy fire intertwined, so bright that they illuminated the endless darkness.
In the glazed flames, a figure with plain clothes and white hair stood still. His body endured the astonishing high temperature, and his skin began to burst and curl.
In order to get out of the predicament, Ning Chen forcibly used the power he had not yet mastered to forcibly fuse the three original powers.
The unknown and terrifying power oscillates crazily, and the divine flame, demonic flame, and fairy flame are sublimated to the extreme, turning into an unprecedented flame of chaos.
The glazed flames of chaos burned everything, darkness, light, including Zhiming's own body.
With his flesh and blood body, he endured the flames of chaos and the extreme pain, which made Ning Chen's groggy consciousness clear up.
Not far away, in the darkness, Ming Yuan saw this, took a step forward, and was in front of Zhi Ming.
The Death Scythe that filled Darkness Power split the void, threatening his life again.
The God of Death demanded his life, knew his fate and was unyielding, raising his hand to block the dark magic weapon.
The glazed flames of chaos lingered, and this time, they finally blocked the aura of darkness.
There was a sudden earthquake, and the two forces impacted each other.
The waves oscillate and erode each other.
Ning Chen and Ming Yuan saw blood on their arms at the same time.
Death was hurt for the first time since the war, and the shock in his eyes flashed away, replaced by an even stronger coldness.
As Ming Yuan stepped forward, the black air around his body roared and surged. Behind him, a huge shadow of the God of Death appeared, tens of thousands of feet tall, holding a huge black scythe.
The vision of the God of Death was shocking. The sickle slashed down, directly splitting the flames of chaos that filled the sky.
The God of Death showed his true power, and his pressure doubled. The flames of chaos were impacted and shook violently.
At the same time, not far away, Plague God, who was watching the battle, also moved. Above his head, a huge phantom of a vase appeared. In the vase, black air flow surged, as if it was alive.
The next moment, in the middle of the battle, the black air with life spread, wildly devouring light and life.
The flames of chaos were impacted by the powerful Darkness Power, and the colored glaze was stained with darkness.
The breath of death was approaching again, madness flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and with a deep drink, he entered Divine Domain, and the tenfold offensive was instantly launched.
The flames of chaos burst out in all directions, rushing in all directions like a stormy sea. The terrifying temperature dispelled the darkness and illuminated Underworld Prison.
But in the center of the flames of chaos, Ning Chen's body began to burn due to the backlash from a force that far exceeded his own limit, as if he was in a sky fire, and began to coke from the outside to the inside.
"Fight for your life, you are not qualified yet!"
Plague God snorted coldly and activated the dark bottle to suppress it, intending to devour the strongest person in the world in front of him.
The dark vase swallows the sky and the earth, and contains the Darkness Power that devours everything, violently impacting the flames of chaos that are sweeping wildly.
Two terrifying forces collided with each other. In the center of the battle, a little blood dripped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth. Before it dripped, it was burned away by the terrifying temperature.
The most brutal battle was in an era when light was not present. Any force of light was suppressed. Ning Chen could not exert its full combat power. Facing Four Dark Kings II, the fight was extremely difficult.
In this era, the fairyland collapsed, the gods disappeared, and there was no firm faith in the world. After the disaster came, people could only panic, and the darkness in their hearts increased greatly.
Such a situation also caused Darkness Power to become extremely powerful, and the power of light was completely suppressed.
Ning Chen regardless of safety, will reopen the fairyland, the purpose is to let the world see hope again.
Only hope and the power of light appear in the human heart
He would not be so suppressed by darkness.
However, before the fairyland was rebuilt, Ning Chen had already encountered World of Darkness, the most powerful Four Dark Kings.
There is no room for change in victory or defeat. Ning Chen understands his situation, so no matter how difficult the battle is, he never gives up for a moment.
Fight for your life, fight for your life, fight for the sky, fight for fate.
In the darkness, the glazed chaotic flames violently impacted the suppression of the dark vase. Ning Chen formed a seal with his hands, and two fairy swords came out of thin air.
The two swords reached the sky, the evil energy rose, and the endless chaotic flames quickly gathered and merged into the three fairy swords.
"Heaven and earth roar together, life and death go against fate!"
In the chaotic flames, I was shocked to see two blazing meteors shooting out of the sky. The fairy sword turned into two streams of light, drawing two dazzling long tails in the darkness, trying to cut a way out.
The God of Death, Plague God, and the two Dark Kings looked slightly condensed, and released their Darkness Power to block the fairy sword.
"Boom!"
There was a shocking explosion, and the world was in chaos. Dark and light forces violently impacted, but three waterfalls of blood were seen flying, and the three people in the battle all vomited red.
There was a flaw in the dark killing plan. In a moment of opportunity, the flames of chaos turned into wings. Ning Chen stepped past the two dark kings and rushed out of the dark world.
In Underworld Prison, Ming Yuan's expression darkened, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked back at fènghuáng who was walking away, holding his right hand empty, a black spear appeared.
The God of Death once again used his killing move, throwing out the black spear, and the darkness traveled through time and space, instantly catching up with Fènghuáng who was thousands of miles away.
The black spear penetrated the barrier of the flames of chaos and penetrated Fènghuáng's body.
There was a muffled groan, and blood was scattered all over the sky, but Fenghuáng's figure did not stop for a moment, and moved away at a very fast speed.
"Cunning fènghuáng, let him escape."
Plague God looked at fènghuáng going away at the end of the darkness and said calmly.
Ahead, Ming Yuan gradually regained his aura and said calmly, "He won't be so lucky next time."
World of Darkness, tens of thousands of miles away, dispersed and walked out knowing his destiny. Phoenix Wings disappeared behind him and fell directly from the sky.
At this time, a magic butterfly flew over from the distance and caught the fallen Zhiming.
"Let's go back."
Hua Zhongdie looked at the severely injured white-haired man in front of him, with tears lingering in his eyes, and smiled.
It is enough for him to live!
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