At this moment, Fengdu City was surrounded by millions of lonely ghosts. If these three ghost emperors could be separated, the elites under his command could also participate in the battle for the Red Side Flower.

But the three ghost emperors are not stupid. Fengdu City is not their foundation. Even if they are besieged, it has nothing to do with them. Moreover, the three of them obey Ye Xuan's orders and follow Fengdu all the time, saying that they are helping him seize the red spider flower, but in fact it is also an alternative surveillance.

Ye Xuan never underestimates anyone, even the Emperor of Fengdu is no exception. A person who can control the ghost realm of the five directions can be extremely tolerant, and such a person is absolutely extraordinary.

To put it bluntly, Ye Xuan never believed in Fengdu from the beginning to the end. Fengdu wanted to use him to compete with the Styx to seize the flowers on the other side. Wasn't Ye Xuan using the Emperor of Fengdu?

"snort!"

Looking at the Emperor of Fengdu gloomy and silent, the Southern Ghost Emperor sneered: "Since fellow Taoists in Fengdu are unwilling, why should I propose this?"

"Fellow Taoists in Fengdu don't need to worry. Everything is the overall situation. As long as we get the red spider flower and some wild ghosts and souls, we can naturally easily pass it off when we return!"

The Western Ghost Emperor spoke in a low voice, which also calmed down Fengdu, and his face regained a smile, but his eyes turned strangely and stopped speaking.

As the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shen Tu said, it has reached a critical moment now, and no one can leave here to save Fengdu City, because the other side of the shore is too important.

"Ha ha."

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind in the world was whistling, and a large amount of black fog was growing. I saw that the Wangchuan River had undergone extremely strange changes, and a dark figure actually walked out of the Wangchuan River.

"Little Ghost Emperor, you dare to compete for the red spider flower. Are you tired of living, or have you forgotten who the real master is in this underworld?"

Wow!

The water of the Wangchuan River stirred up terrifying waves, and the sky was filled with clouds. When the light of the person disappeared, a pale young man also appeared on the Wangchuan River. This man was wearing a white bone emperor robe and had no black eyes in his eyes, giving people a sense of extreme terror and was talking contempt for the Emperor of Fengdu.

"Emperor Wangchuan?"

"How is this possible?"

"Didn't you have already transformed into the world?"

When the person who came was clearly seen, the faces of the four ghost emperors changed drastically, as if they saw a fantasy thing, and they said something extremely terrifying.

Emperor Wangchuan, also known as the ancestor of Wangchuan, was born from the Forget River. It has been around since the underworld. In the past, he was born, and he once became the lord of the underworld. But later, for some reason, Emperor Wangchuan disappeared in the underworld. Everyone thought that he had fallen to the realm of the saint, but unexpectedly, Emperor Wangchuan was still alive and had been hiding in the Forget River.

"hey-hey!"

Emperor Wangchuan laughed out loud and said, "I didn't expect that so long time will pass, and you can still remember my ancestors when you wait for the junior. It's not bad."

"Things are in trouble!"

The Emperor of Fengdu whispered, and a huge heavy look appeared in his eyes. The three ghost emperors also had a gloomy face. Obviously, the appearance of Emperor Wangchuan was definitely not a good thing.

"Wangchuan, don't scare the junior."

Suddenly, a cold sound was coming, and the sound of water was rustling in the sky. Waves rose from the end of the fountain, and two turbid and dark figures were walking out of the fountain, and the world in all directions suddenly became quiet.

"Ancestor Huangquan, do you, the old guy, want to seize the red spider flower?"

Emperor Wangchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, the water of the Wangchuan River was rumbling and rushing. His eyes looked straight ahead, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes. Obviously, the person who came could make Emperor Wangchuan pay attention to it, and the other party's identity was extremely difficult.

Rumble!

On both sides of the Yellow Springs, the cycle of reincarnation was disillusioned. The two figures that walked out of the Yellow Springs were inexplicably breathed, and their bodies were covered with dim light. Until the two walked out of the Yellow Springs, their appearance also emerged.

The leader was wearing a yellow Bagua Taoist robe. His face was old and thin, and his withered hair fell on his shoulders, like an old man who was about to die, giving people a feeling of sunset and evening, as if he didn't have much time to live.

Old Ancestor of the Yellow Spring!

A legendary figure in the underworld, he was born from Huangquan. Like Emperor Wangchuan, he is an ancient figure who existed when the underworld was born.

If Ye Xuan had found here at this moment, he would have discovered that the person standing next to the ancestor Huangquan was the Taoist Huangquan who attended the Nuwa Palace event with him in the past.

However, today's Taoist Huangquan has become a quasi-saint, and it is no longer the peak of Daluo in the past. From his follower of Huangquan, we can see that he and Huangquan Ancestor were master-disciple relationships, which indirectly proves why Huangquan Ancestor Huangquan was so terrifying in the past. The fundamental reason is that his master was this Huangquan Ancestor.

"How could this happen?"

When two ancient figures from the underworld appeared, the Emperor of Fengdu looked extremely pale. He thought that Zhang Heng died in Ye Xuan's hands, and this one of the other side would become his pocket, but judging from the current situation, he would become the weakest side.

Emperor Wangchuan, ancestor Huangquan!

These are the oldest figures in the underworld. At that time, Fengdu was just a little ghost immortal, and these two people were already quasi-saints. How did he compete with these terrifying figures for the red spider flower?

"The vows of the past have been fulfilled. Now, the two fellow Taoists will appear in the underworld again. If this emperor does not appear again, wouldn't this event be extremely boring?"

Suddenly, a soft sound rang out in all directions of the world, and the legendary eighteen levels of hell shocked even more, as if an endlessly suppressed evil demon finally escaped and was even rushing towards this place.

Buzz!

A faint light was extremely dazzling and quietly appeared above the Forgetful River. As the void was disillusioned, a majestic figure condensed.

The visitor was wearing a black imperial robe and a Netherworld Emperor crown. His black hair was scattered down, and a black sword was slapped across his waist. His handsome face gave people a sense of harmlessness.

"Emperor Netherworld!"

The four ghost emperors whispered in horror, and their steps were unconsciously taking a step back. The eyes of the visitor looked extremely incredible.

The Netherworld Emperor is said to be the true controller of the eighteen levels of hell. When the underworld was born, this person came into being. He even made great aspirations in the world and created the eighteen levels of hell to punish all spirits in the world. He is also an extremely ancient figure in the underworld.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?" The Emperor of Fengdu was in a state of mind, as if he had lost his soul. When three ancient figures from the underworld appeared, he was so shocked that he could not wake up.
Chapter completed!