The Earth Is My Dantian

Chapter 175 Chapter 26, Black Evil Dragon (first update)

The two transformations of the Netherworld sacred physique had brought Ye Sheng the greatest help, not in the ability of the Netherworld sacred physique, but in the enhancement of his strength.

In the beginning, Ye Sheng could only add 100 people to his strength, but after training, he could add 200 people to his strength. If he exceeded this limit, his body would not be able to withstand it.

After the first transformation of the Netherworld sacred physique, he could instantly add 500 people to his strength.

After the second transformation, he could support 1,000 people. This was equivalent to fighting Ye Sheng alone against 1,001 people.

Even if you were a few levels higher than Ye Sheng, in terms of absolute strength, you were still no match for Ye Sheng.

Kun Yu could not imagine that he would actually be sent flying by Ye Sheng.

This should not have happened.

But now, after receiving ye Sheng’s attack, he felt like a peak Xiantian expert fighting with him.

This was a very absurd feeling.

Ye Sheng was only at the second sky of the Xiantian realm.

He was at the ninth sky of the Xiantian realm.

Seven levels higher.

But he still lost.

In terms of strength, he lost to Ye Sheng.

“How is your strength possible?”Kun Yu’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, feeling waves of humiliation. He was hailed as the hope for the rise of the Samsara sect. It was his first time coming out of the mountain, his first time making a move.., he actually couldn’t beat a second sky of the Xiantian Realm Kid.

This was a huge blow to Kun Yu’s confidence.

The ten great elders behind Kun Yu were also in disbelief, especially the three peak Xiantian realm experts. Their eyes were shining as they stared at Ye Sheng, and to their disbelief, they realized that Ye Sheng’s pure strength was not inferior to theirs.

This, this, how is this possible?

Was this kid a human?

The three peak Xiantian realm elders began to suspect that Ye Sheng was some ancient divine beast in human form. Otherwise, how could he have such strength?

Compared to the shock of the Samsara sect members, Ye Sheng’s subordinates became happy.

Tie Lianshan’s gaze was complicated. Admiration, helplessness, and unwillingness were mixed together. He said, “The Marquis has become stronger again.” Chi Jun said, “Damn it, the Marquis has become stronger too quickly. I will never be able to catch up in my life.”

The Barbarian commander laughed out loud, “Why chase after him? The Marquis is a dragon and Phoenix among men. He is the cream of the crop in this world. Any genius in front of the Marquis is less than one in ten thousand.”

Blue shadow laughed and said, “The Marquis has now completely grown up. The Samsara sect is a problem, but it is only a problem.”

The advisor said, “The Marquis must be a trendsetter in this era. If everyone follows the marquis, their future will be bright.”

These people’s confidence in ye Sheng was incomparably strong.

In their eyes, among the future world’s peak experts, there would definitely be a place for Ye Sheng

Ye Sheng looked at Kun Yu, his expression cold and his eyes indifferent. He said, “The Samsara Sect’s new sect leader, you want to revive the Samsara sect with just this bit of ability?”

Kun Yu’s face turned green and red. He said in embarrassment, “A strong person is still a boorish person. Cultivators compete in cultivation techniques. True Qi, comprehension, and strength are just one of them.”

“Then come on. No matter which one it is, you can’t beat me.”Ye Sheng was extremely confident and said coldly.

He was looking down on Kun Yu. He didn’t take this person seriously at all. The Samsara sect must have been in the grassland for a long time and their minds were muddled. That was why they chose a person with no social experience to be the hierarch.

Facing such a person, Ye Sheng had the responsibility to let him know that the dangers of society taught him to grow.

That was why ye Sheng made a move.

He stretched out his left hand. The black mist was hazy, and the sound of crashing came from within.

The river of the netherworld.

Ye Sheng used the same move once again. His body was in the middle of it, and all kinds of multicolored light shot out, falling into the Netherworld’s long river. In an instant, the long river boiled, and it let out a roaring sound, rushing towards Kun Yu.

Kun Yu’s face was solemn, and he shouted, “I was able to shatter the Netherworld’s long river just now, and I can do it again now.”

He had this confidence.

But he did not see the disdainful smile on Ye Sheng’s lips.

The power of the Nether River was not the same as that of the Nether River just now.

Although it was used by the same person, it was previously the power of one person. Now, it was the power of one thousand and one people.

How are you going to resist it?

With your confidence?

Then I will shatter your confidence.

Ye Sheng stared at Kun Yu coldly and arrogantly, like a God looking at a mortal. He was neither happy nor sad, just like a human looking at an ant.

In Ye Sheng’s eyes, Kun Yu was a mortal in the eyes of a god, an ant in the eyes of a mortal.

Kun Yu sensed ye Sheng’s gaze. He was angry, ashamed, and filled with killing intent. He turned into a long sword.

“108,000 Swords!”

This was a cultivation technique of the Samsara sect. It was very powerful. Once it was used, it could turn into countless long swords to kill enemies.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! 10,000 swords cried out in unison, and 108,000 swords appeared around Kun Yu’s body. It was an extremely terrifying sword cry, and it accompanied Kun Yu’s vicious slash.

108,000 swords flew out and killed Ye Sheng.

Kun Yu didn’t want to destroy the river of the netherworld, but wanted to kill Ye Sheng directly.

He was furious, ashamed, and angry. This was his first time making a move, so he naturally wanted to return with complete victory.

108,000 swords flew out. The boundless sword qi cut through everything, illuminating the world. Bone-piercing killing intent cut through everyone’s skin, and blood was about to seep out.

In the sky above the manor, this was a shocking scene.

And Ye Sheng, who was being pointed at by 108,000 swords, had no joy or sadness on his face. He only flipped his wrist.

Following that, an even more shocking scene came.

The Netherworld River was flipped over and transformed into a huge dragon. Its entire body was pitch-black, but its eyes were blood-red. It opened its mouth wide and covered the world.

In one gulp, it swallowed the 108,000 swords.

Boom!

The boundless might caused everyone’s expressions to change. How was this possible? The 108,000 swords were swallowed.

This swallowing was like a heavenly dog eating the sun. The day instantly turned black, and when it landed in Kun Yu’s eyes, it was a coldness that came from the bottom of his heart.

He had lost.

He knew that he had lost.

The 108,000 swords was his strongest cultivation technique other than the netherworld sacred body, and it was also his trump card.

Now, this trump card had been swallowed by Ye Sheng’s Netherworld River.

Furthermore, the black dragon did not retreat at all. After swallowing the 108,000 swords, it directly covered the world and charged over.

Rumble!

Its aura was shocking. An evil dragon wanted to destroy this land.

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“No, it’s impossible for me to lose. “Kun Yu roared. He was extremely unwilling, and his expression was unsightly. His entire body was bathed in golden light, and he used the netherworld sacred body. He spanned ten meters and slashed down with his palm.

He wanted to kill a dragon.

This was Kun Yu’s final tenacious fighting spirit.

He did not accept this fact. However, absolute strength was not something that one could just kill a dragon if they wanted to. The Netherworld River had swallowed 108,000 swords, and its aura was fierce. In addition, Ye Sheng was using his full strength. Could you block it?

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No.

Ye Sheng watched coldly. Kun Yu went against the current and slaughtered the evil dragon, wanting to be a warrior.

However, the evil dragon was the same as Ye Sheng. It looked at him coldly and suddenly opened its mouth to spit.

Rumble!

The 108,000 swords were instantly spat out and turned into a rain of swords. The vast expanse of white suppressed Kun Yu.

Kun Yu could only let out a miserable cry before he was covered.

His 108,000 swords could not kill Ye Sheng. Instead, they suppressed him.

The expressions of the ten elders of the Samsara sect changed drastically. They rushed to save him. They could not let their future hopes die here.