The face of Jiu Nether God was indignant, impassioned, and unparalleled in fighting spirit. Even though he knew he would die, he refused to take a step back. This was a belief, an obsession, and a pride that penetrated into his bones.

Han Yan looked serious, but he couldn't help at all, because his strength was simply not enough to change the situation of the battle and turn the tide.

"Father, father!"

Han Yan roared with a sad face, running forward desperately, but at that moment, under the restraint of Jiu Nether God, However, he couldn't rush forward at all, despite the roar in his heart, his eyes were blood red, and the blazing light fell on the three mountains, which were mountains that none of them could cross now.

"Go to death, this is your only ending, and your children will also go with you."

The Suiren clan said lightly, the Immortal Nether Clan, No one can leave here. They have spent a lifetime of energy, time, years, and lives in order to completely eradicate the undead underworld, so that they will never be reincarnated, and this nation will be completely plunged into despair, otherwise If so, once the Undead Nether Clan resurrects, they will be their biggest enemy.

"Child, remember, I am not wrong! In order to defend the glory of the Immortal Hades, my father never regretted it even though he died nine times. From today on, you will take over the inheritance of the Immortal Hades! "

Jiu Nether God said in a deep voice. Between his hands, a black seed was shot out with his palm and penetrated into Han Yan's body. Han Yan was shocked, and his own The body felt as if it was enveloped by thousands of demonic auras, floating in the air completely involuntarily, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in a sea of ​​demonic auras.

"Father, no!"

Han Yan gritted his teeth and said, his face full of struggle and cold expression, unwilling to accept this wisp of evil energy, because he knew that this It is the last trace of my father's soul.

"The devil has deep roots. It seems that you are planning to keep your hope in your son. Unfortunately, all of you have to die. It is time for the undead underworld to end."

The Suiren family’s words made Jiuyou Ming Shen very angry, but he had no other choice now. With the last trace of his soul, he could only plant his demon seed in Han Yan’s body, hoping that he could transform into Han Yan. He must become stronger and be able to complete his mission of protecting the undead tribe and the obsession in his heart.

In Han Yan’s body, a black seed shrouded in demonic energy was planted in his Dantian. It kept taking root, growing, and changing the aura in his body. The demonic root was deeply planted. , it is the inheritance of the Immortal Nether Clan, and it is the most powerful way of demons between heaven and earth.

"Even if you want me to die, you can't even think about it easy!"

Jiu Nether God smiled coldly, his eyes were extremely cold. With one against two, Jiu Nether God was completely unafraid of Suiren and Gai Ling. The battle between the three shook the entire ancient city of Styx, and the sky became more and more brilliant. , light and shadow complement each other, and the momentum is majestic.

However, compared to the Suiren clan and Gai Ling, the strength of the Nine Netherworld Gods was already somewhat different, and the last trace of shock in his body was implanted deep into Han Yan's body. The strength of the two was already Far from it, even though Jiu Nether God wanted to drag them to death together, he still failed to complete his mission.

Seeing the phantom of the Nine Netherworld God getting weaker and weaker, and his aura getting worse and worse, Han Yan's eyes were like lightning. Although he couldn't move at all, the rage and violence in his eyes could be seen. Just imagine.

For Jiang Chen, he saw the end of a generation of Lords of the Styx, the Nine Heavens Demon God, and also witnessed the rise of a new generation of strong men, Han Yan, who has become stronger and stronger , the aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the demonic roots are deeply planted. One day, he will reach the realm of true power and become the new generation of Lord of the Styx, allowing the immortal underworld to continue.

The phantom of the Nine Netherworld God gradually returned to nothingness. At that moment, Han Yan's fist was loosened. His face was pale and he stared at Suiren and Gai without saying a word. spirit.

Jiang Chen also felt sad for Han Yan. It is difficult for anyone to accept. Seeing his father turned into nothingness and dissipated between heaven and earth, that kind of sadness , one can imagine.

Han Yan has always had no relatives or friends, so he has nothing to fear or worry about. However, just after he learned about his father and inherited the inheritance of the Immortal Nether Clan, his father has already disappeared. , and he was the only one left in the entire Immortal Nether Clan. Jiang Chen could almost feel the torture, the heartache and heartbreak of gaining and losing.

At the same time, the eyes of Suiren and Gai Ling even fell on Han Yan, because Jiuyou Mingshen was dead, so his children would definitely not be able to survive, or even As long as there is a person alive who was beaten by the Undead Nether Tribe, it will be a huge threat to them, and they will nip the danger in the cradle. Suiren and Gai Ling have sacrificed everything, but they all become seriously injured and dying, with their breaths fluctuating, and Also facing the crisis of death. They also sacrificed their lives for their own careers. In order to pursue balance and justice, they also risked their lives without regrets.

“Not a single one of the undead Nether clan can be left alive!”

The Suiren clan’s eyes were fixed on Han Yan, murderous intent surging.

Gai Ling also had a solemn look on his face, with an awe-inspiring expression. He looked directly at Han Yan, and with a movement of wind in his hand, he forced Han Yan away. With one palm strike, wind and thunder surged!

"Go to hell, the undead underworld tribe should not live in this world."

Gai Ling soared into the sky and slashed directly at Han Yan. At this moment, Han Yan was suffering from the pain of deep-seated demon roots and was unable to fight.

But at this moment, Long Shisan got out and stopped directly in front of Han Yan. He met Gai Ling's eyes with an extremely complicated look on his face.

“If you want to kill him, you have to kill me first!”

The eyes of Long Shisan and Gai Ling intertwined, and Gai Ling was shocked and died. Staring at Long Shisan, he had been concentrating on the battle with Jiu Nether God before and had not noticed the existence of Long Shisan at all. But at this moment, the appearance of Long Shisan made his heart stir again.

"You...you are..."

Gai Ling's face gradually became serious and he took a deep breath.

"I am also a Lingming Stone Monkey. My name is, Long Shisan."

Long Shisan looked at Gai Ling with complicated eyes. He didn't know what to do. Facing this father face to face, because he also felt Gai Ling's psychological changes, his eyes changed from the initial complexity to the final pain and torture.

"Child... child! Is it really you?"

Gai Ling's eyes gradually softened. Between the world and the world, there is only one bright stone monkey. That is him. If there is another child, he is the child who was lost due to the ancient war between the gods.