"No, he really died in Guimuyuan. This place is very evil. I don't know how many monks were buried in the sacred tree, including some quasi-immortal emperors!"

His Highness shook his head and said that although the Palace of Hell was in the Ghost Wood Abyss, it had only found a safe place.

As for the dead quasi-immortal emperor, he was really killed by Gui Muyuan himself. Of course, this must have included some guidance from the Palace of Hell.

The place of Guimuyuan looks like other places. It is not shrouded in poisonous fog all year round as Jiang Chen imagined.

On the contrary, it is more like a virgin forest, with big trees hugged by many people everywhere.

After entering a certain distance, there is no danger, and you can even see some traces of monks' activities.

Monks are very adaptable. Even if it is a forbidden area, there will always be some desperate people who will try to break into it.

If there are more people trespassing, there will naturally be shortcuts to find safe places.

Jiang Chen and the others were able to enter smoothly not only because His Highness personally led them, but also because of their strong strength.

A half-step quasi-immortal emperor, even if he is in Guimuyuan, as long as he doesn't hit blindly, he still has a chance to come out.

Even the unconscious Rashomon monk was tapped by Dai Ning between his eyebrows, which instantly silenced me.

There are different opinions, but we know whether they are true or false.

There are vines that look like venomous snakes hiding in the dark to hunt, and there are huge trees with hundreds of mouths. In short, after entering Onimokuyuan, it feels like you have entered a strange and bizarre world.

"Why, after that time, the younger generation gained nothing?"

Fortunately, the first result was bad, and the two of them escaped successfully.

"With barely the strength of an Immortal King, do you think you have really retreated into the ghost Jiang Chen?"

Some monsters also stopped and continued to wander, as if everything was an illusion just now.

Not caring about the discussion in the small hall, Yan Luo followed Mu Yuan and retreated first.

Very slowly, the two of them were led by the Book of Life and Death to the Palace of Hell, a grand pass built in a small universe.

"Speaking of which, you were able to escape thanks to Ma Long. At that time, you and Laosi were evacuating with a pair of people, but you were stopped by Hun Yin who came just now.

Every small tree with roots in the sky and surrounded by stars has countless green light spots expanding and contracting every time it breathes in, looking full of vitality.

"It's the small hall. My old man, the small hall, is back!"

Of course it's to guard against me, but to guard against being tracked by unintentional people in front of you.

The one who can say that is naturally Mu Yuan. Since before my breakthrough, my status in the Palace of Hell has also increased slightly.

"He is really..."

"Your Majesty!"

"Hahahahaha, I'm just kidding. The sorrow of the times will end just because of the sigh given to you. What you have to do is not to go backwards.

The people above are just acquaintances, not even enemies.

An eight-level immortal emperor, Nazhi Shang achieved an achievement that only the Palace of Gods could accomplish in this world.

Until the small hall leader brought Yama to the Hall of the King of Hell, the monks on Shenmu Road seemed to have found their backbone all of a sudden.

Naturally, there is no such thing as contradiction. It is just a matter of living in a time of wisdom and acting normally.

Seeing the fleeting aura above and below the small hall, Yama felt even more mysterious than before.

Some people still know Yama.

And if Xiaodian Shang successfully survives, he will definitely become a quasi-immortal emperor in the future.

"I know that the Seven Little Emperor-level forces are pressing against you, and the True Dragon and True Phoenix clan haven't even joined in yet.

"The one buried in Ghost Dai Ningzhong is only Dai Ningyue's quasi-immortal emperor back then, not the other quasi-immortal emperors from my small clan.

That white paper is the projection of the book of life and death of the little master of the Palace of Hell, and cannot take us to the real Palace of Hell.

The name of the Eighth Lan'er is Zheng Chaoyang, which sounds like he has always been upright, and he is indeed the little devil recognized by the world.

The leader of the small hall took Dai Ning down the dangerous path and warned him.

Especially some monks who had no blood feud with each other, some could not bear it and directly betrayed Shenmu Road and the Palace of Hell.

"Hahahaha, that's bad. Who said you can be the one who can turn the tide? There is no hope for you alive!"

In the small hall, Gu Xia was reminiscing with the Eighth Lan'er, but he asked, "Although there is no promise from Dai Ning, after all, if such a young man has any news about the eight quasi-immortal emperors, how can I be worried?"

No one was worried about the separation of the Yama Palace and Shenmu Road, and wanted to take advantage of the serious injuries on the Seventh Hall of the Yama Palace to eliminate all previous troubles.

The eighth Lan'er nodded and then looked at Yama with gratitude.

Look at Gui Jiangchen, maybe when the last small festival era comes, your era will also form a forbidden area similar to Gui Jiangchen!"

The speed of the two of us slowed down a lot when we stepped on the dangerous path, but Dai Ning could feel it. The little hall leader took me in a few small circles.

Therefore, even though we know that there must be countless treasures in that place, many weak and weak people come to explore there.

Harvest and safety are directly proportional!

Next to the corpse of the true dragon, there was also the corpse of a true phoenix that was torn in half. The phoenix blood gathered into an ocean, and the phoenix-blood sycamores that took root in the world grew on both sides.

Yan Luo Ren smacked his lips, "I'm wrong. What I saw just now were all quasi-immortal emperors."

Just when I thought Yama would say some comforting words in the small hall, I suddenly said something.

In the small hall, Yama took Yama to experience the "customs and customs" of Gui Jiangchen, and met the Rashomon monks who formed a group of half-step quasi-immortal emperors.

"Yes, it's quite shocking. The Ten Little Emperors are very weak, but they can hide in the past when the age of small sacrifices comes.

How can I accept the time now?

"Brother Ye, how did he escape from the Seven Little Emperor-level forces!"

How can you be restrained when you live on someone else's fence?

Whether it is in the Palace of Hell or Shenmu Road, my seniority is frightening. Without me, the conflict between the two parties will definitely be resolved smoothly.

The quasi-immortal emperor forces who have wrong relations with you now dare to contact them easily!"

"Uncle Yama!"

When the Seven Little Top Hunting Hall ended, everyone with a discerning eye knew that the real leader must be the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

On the eighth day after retreating, because it was Gui Jiangchen, we flew over without hesitation. Dai Ning finally saw the Rashomon monk in Gui Jiangchen.

There are seemingly hard swamps, but once you fall into them, even a true immortal will find it difficult to escape.

Yan Luo looked at Ma Long and asked. The former nodded. In fact, even you are vague. The ancestor left a restriction in your body.

The people in the small hall expressed their heartfelt sighs. I have experienced a small calamity of life and death after becoming a quasi-immortal emperor.

Sitting under the Book of Life and Death, Yama felt like he was sitting under a sightseeing cable car, overlooking the ghost Dai Ning above.

Brother Ye, this is the first time that Yan Luo knows that the surname of the little hall is Ye. Because when I go out, everyone seems to have acquiesced in my name on the little hall.

The remaining Shenmu Road monks were also very restrained before retreating into the Palace of Hell. Their top weaklings were all there, and even in safety.

There were very few old people in the Palace of Hell who saw the small hall. They still maintained their respect and came to the gate to welcome the two of them down.

Who would have thought that the lowly quasi-immortal emperor would turn into a corpse and a monster outside.

Of course, that one is admittedly worthless. After all, the four little Laners in the Palace of Hell are all unnamed on the list.

The person in the small hall seemed to be infected by Yama, and said with a small smile.

First of all, it was my small act of kindness that saved my life.

"I just don't understand it a little bit!"

This is a monk wearing clothes from a certain era. His hair is disheveled, half of the flesh and blood under his face is rotten, and his eyes are hollow and white.

The speed is very slow, but now that Yan Luo has recovered his Source Technique Heavenly Eye, he can still see some pictures.

At the critical moment, it was the forbidden death in Ma Long's body that took effect, severely injuring Hun Yin with one blow, and that allowed you to escape smoothly!"

When I saw the two of them, I yelled and rushed over. Countless vines instantly rose from their feet.

In the small hall, Xiaozhi talked about his experience of being rescued. As for the identity of Zi Tong and Shi Chonglou, I have nothing less to say.

In contrast, the lower-level people on both sides can say nothing. After all the petty disputes, we can only choose to sacrifice some people.

Outside are faces with the same expression, and so few souls are imprisoned around that small tree, enduring the silence of eternity.

However, it is not very safe anymore. The place where a quasi-immortal emperor fell can become a forbidden area, let alone a place left before the quasi-immortal emperor of an era fell.

Long and narrow means knowing less and more, deep means knowing less and more. No one can say that Gui Jiangchen occupies one-tenth of the sky.

"Yam Luo, hahahaha, why is he here too!"

A circle of ripples was released from Yama's feet, and all the vines were instantly blown to pieces.

Leaving the monk activity area, it is a bit dangerous here.

Yama Luo laughed and uttered arrogant words.

As soon as I came back, I asked for news about the battlefield in the Northern Territory, but I was still worried about the safety of Dai Ning and Mu Yuan.

The other Lan'ers from the Palace of Hell and the half-step quasi-immortal emperors from Shenmu Road also arrived one after another.
To be continued...