The withering power of death, in an instant, took away all the vitality in the body of the most powerful Ten-Wing Feather Tribe.
Immediately, his soul was also wrapped in the withering power of death, dyed with an evil and strange black color.
Shi Youming's ghostly hand reached out and grabbed the soul of the Ten-winged Feather Tribe.
The corner of his mouth raised an extremely sinister and playful arc, looking a little crazy.
"Jie hahahaha" An extremely evil and crazy laughter sounded from Shi Youming's ghost mouth and reverberated in this space.
All the Yu clan and the four Tianming realm ghost cultivators, hearing this ferocious laughter, turned towards Shi Youming one after another.
Looking around, I saw Shi Youming's ghostly hand tightly grasping the soul of the Ten-Wing Feather Clan, and there was a look of extreme horror on all the faces.
The most powerful Ten-winged Feather Clan was beheaded and his soul was pinched by the Prince of Netherworld who had perfected the Xuanming Realm.
This was simply impossible.
They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
Ming Mirage, as well as the three ghost cultivators of the Heavenly Ming Realm, and their ghost bodies were also stunned.
Looking at Shi Youming's figure, they were shocked and speechless.
They knew that the Nether Prince controlled a withering power of death, but , but did not expect that he actually has the ability to kill a Ten-Wing Feather Clan, and he is the most powerful one among the five Ten-Wing Feather Clan The souls of the Ten-Wing Feather Clan, invaded by the power of withering death, struggled fiercely, but could not break free from Shi Youming's ghostly hands.
He even found in despair that the unique soul-protecting power of the Gods could pull their souls away.
The powerful force that entered the space crack and returned to the Yu Clan's sacred mountain lost contact with him at this time.
This made him extremely desperate.
As long as his soul could return to the Divine Mountain of the Gods, he would be reborn soon.
Every member of the Ten-Wing Feather Clan was a powerful fighter, and the Gods would not give up one easily.
The soul of the ten-winged feather tribe However, when the soul of this powerful ten-winged feather tribe was invaded by the withering power of death, and a layer of evil black spread all over his body, he lost contact with the power that protected his soul.
"How could it be so impossible?"
The soul of the Ten-Wing Feather Tribe was so horrified that you could clearly see the fearful expression on his soul’s shadow.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, be afraid, birdman" Shi Youming said with a sinister smile.
Immediately, an irresistible suction force for the soul of the Lingshi Wing Yu Clan suddenly surged out of his mouth.
The next moment, his soul and a wisp of gray death energy on his body were sucked out.
Inhaled into the body This powerful ten-winged feather tribe completely disappeared from this world.
The four ghost cultivators of the Heavenly Ming Realm and all the Yu Clan were all shocked.
A ten-winged Feather Clan, a Heaven Realm level existence, was completely killed.
Even the mysterious power of the Yu Clan could not protect it.
The soul of this ten-winged feather tribe "Jiehahahaha the realm of the underworld Shi Youming looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was weird and chilling, and his ferocious appearance also revealed a hint of extreme madness.
The next moment, an extremely violent wind burst out from Shi Youming's ghost body, and Shi Youming's aura suddenly increased several times.
The realm of earth and underworld Devouring the soul and death energy of a Ten-winged Feather Clan, Shi Youming finally broke the bottleneck of the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Realm and achieved the Realm of Earth and Darkness.
At the same time when Shi Youming became the earthly one, the words "Prince Netherworld", "Ghost Realm" and "Xuanming Realm Great Perfection" - suddenly disappeared from the ancient sacred monuments and Xuandang lists in various places.
However, Shi Youming had just stepped into the realm of the underworld, and he had not yet reached the standard to enter the ancient holy monument list.
"Jiejiejiejie, this is the power of the earthly underworld" Shi Youming smiled sinisterly, shook the ghost's hand, and after absorbing the soul and death energy of the Ten-winged Feather Clan, Shi Youming's strength was already very close to that of Xiao Cheng in the Earthly Underworld.
Feeling that the powerful power and ghost energy in the ghost body had increased several times, Shi Youming grinned, revealing two sharp white fangs, and then his eyes were focused on another Tianjing Yu. on the clan Obviously, he wanted to take action against another Ten-winged Feather Clan, and by the way, he would test his strength after achieving the Earthly Underworld Realm.
This is Shi Youming, the extremely crazy Shi Youming "Jie, Jie, Jie, Junior Brother Qin Yu, please don't interfere and ruin my good deeds."
Shi Youming's spiritual consciousness passed into the Nine Prison Tower and said to Qin Yu.
In the Nine Prison Tower, Qin Yu smiled.
He knew Shi Youming's temperament very well.
He was crazy, sinister, and arrogant.
He seemed to be somewhat similar to the strange demon.
But what was different from the strange demon was that Shi Youming did not lose his coolness.
Since If Shi Youming dares to say this, then he should be sure that he will not be severely injured by Shiyi.
Therefore, Qin Yu did not stop him and did not want to interrupt Shi Youming's nature.
The black sickle blade waved, setting off a fierce wind.
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The extremely deep black cold light flashed on the sickle blade, which made people feel heart-stopping.
The top of the sickle blade was pointed directly at this other ten-winged feather clan member.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, Birdman, let me use you to test the strength of this prince who has just stepped into the realm of the underworld."
Shi Youming said with a ferocious smile, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
The remaining Ten-Wing Feather Clan finally came back to his senses from the shock of his companions being killed, his face extremely gloomy.
The five Ten-Wing Feather Clan focused this battle on Ming Mirage and four other ghost cultivators in the Heavenly Nether Realm, allowing the other Eight-Wing Feather Clan to capture the Ghost Realm Nether Prince alive.
They originally occupied the absolute advantage, however, what they did not expect was that the one who reversed the situation of the battle was the Nether Prince who they had ignored, a ghost cultivator who was nothing more than a perfect ghost cultivator in the Xuanming Realm.
Using the realm of Xuan Ming to kill a Ten-winged Feather Clan, no cultivator in this world could do it.
Of course, Qin Yu's powerful soul impact played a vital role.
"Prince of the Netherworld" The Ten-Wing Feather Tribe said gloomily, there is no doubt that Shi Youming’s challenge to him was actually a huge insult.
"You are indeed beyond my expectations.
Your achievement in the Underworld Realm has made you so swollen.
Don't be too arrogant," said the Ten-Wing Feather Clan.
"Jiejiejiejie" With a strange laugh, Shi Youming said nothing more.
He held a black scythe, and the extremely evil ghostly aura swept across the sky with a monstrous force, making a whistling sound.
On the scythe blade, a cold light flashed, carrying withered death.
Power, kill the Ten-Wing Feather Clan "court death" With an angry shout, a golden spear suddenly appeared in the hands of the Ten-Wing Feather Tribe.
It condensed extremely surging golden energy and rushed towards Shi Youming at a speed that penetrated the space.
The next moment, the two fought against each other in an extremely fierce way: