Pangu Palace

Xuanming's ancestor witch had a cold face and strode in.

Zhurong’s ancestor witch laughed and said, “Miss Xuanming is back… Haha, Taiyi Old Bird also said that you were suppressed by someone in the sea of ​​blood. I just said that Taiyi Old Bird has no truth in his mouth!”

Xuanming Ancestor Witch said with a gloomy face: "He was right!"

"ah?"

All the ancestor witches were slightly stunned.

Zhu Rong's ancestor witch had anger on her face, "Who did it?"

Xuanming Ancestor Witch said coldly: "It's the Changqing Taoist."

"Zhangqing Taoist!"

Zhu Rong suddenly stood up and strode out of the hall, "I'll burn him to white ashes!"

Gonggong sneered: "Didn't you be suppressed by him before? Why, can you beat him again now?"

Zhu Rong said angrily: "That was my carelessness and he attacked me! I really wanted to fight to the death, but I won't burn him to white ashes!"

Gonggong had to argue with him, and Di Jiang, who was in charge of the leader, suddenly wondered: "I listen to your words. This person seems to have a great relationship with the Houtu girl's transformation into reincarnation."

Ju Mang nodded, "I don't know the whole truth about this matter. I only know that he seemed to have created the Asura clan and completed the six paths for the Houtu girl."

Zhu Rong said angrily: "Miss Houtu no longer regards herself as an ancestor witch, she has become a saint! She is the saint Pingxin Empress, so there is no other girl in Houtu! These are all good things done by the Taoist Changqing!"

Di Jiang frowned and said, "How is the Changqing Taoist's methods compared to you and me? You have all dealt with him, let's talk about them."

At this time, Zhu Rong did not say anything like burning into white ashes, but pondered for a while before saying, "I didn't see his magical powers yet, so I just came to the fore. Let the girl Xuanming talk about it."

Xuanming Ancestor Witch said coldly: "I have to use the tricks of dying together to have a chance to defeat him."

Di Jiang nodded and turned his eyes to Gonggong and Jumang.

"What do you think?"

Ju Mang shook his head and sighed, "I can't do it."

Gonggong said in a deep voice: "This person has a strong magic power, and I may not be able to defeat him, but he should be a little worse than his elder brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Xuanming's ancestor witch say coldly: "In addition to the Taoist Changqing, there is also a quasi-saint who calls himself the Taoist Chang'an, which is also worthy of our attention. Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell seems to be in his hands!"

"What!"

All the ancestor witches changed their colors, and their shock mixed with ecstasy and ecstasy was beyond words.

After thinking for a while, Di Jiang looked at the ancestor witches and said in a deep voice: "This matter must be discussed carefully! Perhaps it is the opportunity for my witch clan to counterattack the demon clan! As for the Changqing Taoist and Chang'an Taoist, these two people have mysterious origins, so we should not provoke them for the time being. After solving the great troubles of the demon clan, we will settle the score with them slowly!"

...

The eighteen levels of secluded land are located under the vast world, vast and vast, but most of them are deserted.

There are no sun, moon, stars, and no creatures reproduction. Darkness is the main color here.

Now that the underworld is first established, the Asura clan members perform their duties, guiding the ghosts and ghosts into the six realms of reincarnation, or judge their sins during their lifetime, and go to the eighteen levels of hell to serve their sentences. After the sentence is over, they will enter the reincarnation and reincarnation.

At this moment, the dim underworld suddenly shone brightly, and the warm sunlight shone on the secluded land, reflecting the small part of the land.

The Asura clan, who was in charge of the Underworld's responsibilities, frowned and looked at the bright light. He saw a bright sun sinking into the underworld. In an instant, he had already passed through ten levels of secluded soil and reached the eleventh floor of stone hell.

The brave and warlike Asura tribe, now as if they had not seen that big sun, they were still busy with their work, but their eyes were full of regret and regret.

"Oh, the Empress is so tolerant. Such people who trespass into the underworld don't let us teach us a lesson..."

"That's because the Empress is afraid that you will be beaten to death! Two days ago, I just took a wandering soul from the demon clan to the tongue-pulling hell. I heard that their Demon Emperor was exactly the same as that big sun..."

"Demon King?"

Tianba Xun, who was named Emperor Yedu of Northern Yin, rubbed his hands, "I don't know if he is powerful or not. If only he could fight us!"

What they didn't know was that that big day was the common leader of the demon clan of the prehistoric world, the demon emperor Jun!

In the past, Tianba Xun and his friends had already had their immortal officials coming forward to punish them. They would even punish those who spoke erroneously on the spot, and then they would be sent to the prison for all the rest.

But at this moment, Di Jun seemed to have never heard of it, frowned and looked forward.

During the meantime, two figures rushed to him staggeringly, but it was the ancestor Kunpeng and the demon saint of Jiuying.

"Greetings to Your Majesty...You are here!"

Di Jun looked at the two of them and saw that they were covered in scars and ragged clothes, and their faces were also suffocated, as if they were seriously injured.

"What happened? Who hurt you like this?"

Di Jun's face looked extremely ugly, and questions were thrown out one by one: "Where is Dongjun? Where did Ji Meng Demon Saint go again?"

The Nine Infant Demon Saint said sadly: "Your Majesty... Dongjun was killed by the Taoist Changliu! In order to help us get an opportunity to escape, the Demon Saint Ji Meng set up a large formation to enclose the Netherworld Blood Sea..."

"What!"

Di Jun's eyes showed an incredible look, and the true sun fire surrounded him was beating violently, as if he had life.

"This is impossible!"

Di Jun glared at the Nine Infant Demon Saint and said, "Dongjun and Ji Meng Demon Saint are both quasi-saint-level cultivation. You guys join forces unless the saint takes action..."

The old ancestor Kunpeng's face was also extremely ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "Although the Taoist Changliu himself is also of a quasi-saint level cultivation level, his methods are better than us, and there is also a Taoist Chang'an who came out of nowhere to help him!

The Chaos Bell was in his hands! How can we win?"

The Nine Infant Demon Saint continued: "The Demon Master is right. The Daoist Changliu and the Daoist Chang'an joined forces to attack, and with the help of the innate treasures like Chaos Bell, we are really no match!"

Di Jun said angrily: "I want to see what his skills are..."

Before he finished speaking, a violent wave spread from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

It was the collapse of the small world with hundreds of thousands of miles of radius and the shattered space.

The three of them changed color at the same time.

The Nine Infant Demon Saint burst into tears: "Ji Meng Demon Saint... exploded! He ended up like this in order to create a chance to escape for us."

The ancestor Kunpeng sighed and said, "Ji Meng Demon Saint must have known that there is no possibility of escaping, so he sacrificed his own self-destruction... but I don't know if his self-destruction caused harm to the Changliu Taoist."

As soon as the words were finished, the three of them heard a melodious bell, and at the same time felt a vast force in stabilizing the space and calming the earth, water, fire and wind.

The Nine Infant Demon Saint sighed: "He has the Chaos Bell in his hand, and can control time and space, and is invincible innate place. I am afraid that Ji Meng's Demon Saint's life-sacrificing attack may not have any effect."

Di Jun's face was gloomy and a hesitant look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "We will go back to the Heavenly Court first, and this matter must be discussed for a long time!"

The Nine Infant Demon Saint and the Ancestor Kunpeng looked at each other and said respectfully in unison: "Your Majesty is very much."

Looking at the figures of the three of them disappearing in a flash, Tianba Xun shook his head regretfully, "This demon clan emperor looks quite powerful, why did he leave suddenly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a young man holding a tin staff in his right hand and a pearl in his left hand, riding a strange beast towards the underworld.

Tianba Xun said excitedly: "This guy looks like a fuss! We are fighting now!"
Chapter completed!