Heng Yu had always entered the ghost realm directly in the past, and this was the first time he took the Styx's road. Under her deliberate urging divine power, a white sacrificial robe engraved with cumbersome runes gradually appeared outside the black cloak.

It is rumored that people walking on the Styx can be seen passing away, but when they walk by themselves, Heng Yu feels that there is only loneliness that penetrates into his bones, as if there has been a thousand years of time passing by before his eyes.

Gradually, endless flowers on both sides of the road began to appear, with flowers but no leaves, blooming in this underworld.

Heng Yu stepped onto the sea of ​​flowers on the other side. In an instant, all the flowers on the other side that were blooming straight and all the flowers on the other side were folded and crawled to her to surrender.

Walking to the depths of the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, Heng Yu suddenly stopped and looked at a large number of black figures in front of him with a smile on his lips.

At the front, thunder turned into a throne. A man in a black robe leaned lazily on the throne. Behind him, countless ghost immortals crawled quietly on the ground, holding their breath.

The man's appearance is not inferior to Mo Ling, but compared to Mo Ling's holy and dignified appearance, his appearance is so handsome that he shows a bit evil. Only the vicissitudes and ups of his eyes seem to be telling the passage of time.

He held a sword in front of him - the Blade of Death, which symbolized the identity of the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

Seeing Heng Yu's figure, the man sitting on the throne suddenly stood up, walked a few steps forward, walked from high altitude to Heng Yu, changed his carelessness just now, bowed his head and bowed respectfully, "Silence, lead 100,000 ghost immortals to welcome Heng Yu's god."

"Welcome to the god Hengyu." The voices of the 100,000 ghost immortals resounded throughout the banks of the Styx.

"Silence, I haven't seen it for tens of thousands of years, and your strength has improved again."

Ji stood up straight, and a little excitement appeared in his eyes, "Hengyu Shangshen sensed the message left to you by the Charming Lord."

"That's true. I had some sense before. It was not until the day I was promoted to Earth Immortal that I could clearly feel the message left to me by Mei. Today I came here to get Mei for the sake of Mei."

He smiled beside his silent lips, and his originally bewitching face showed a little softness because of this purely heart-born smile. He explained: "The weapon of the God of Hengyu has disappeared with the emperor's fall. The Lord of Charm is worried that you will not have the strength to protect yourself when you wake up, so he specially left a weapon for the God of Hengyu."

Heng Yu's eyebrows raised slightly and looked at Ji. From Ji's words, she vaguely guessed what Mei left for her.

Such things are indeed very strong.

The Death Blade, which symbolizes the identity of the Lord of the Ghost Realm, was handed over by Ji respectfully. The Death Blade, which was originally calm like an ordinary long sword, suddenly trembled violently when approaching Hengyu, and flew up from Ji's palm and landed on Hengyu's palm.

Heng Yu gently stroked its sword body, looked up at Ji, and pondered: "The position of the Lord of the Ghost Realm..."

Ji said in a deep voice: "The Ghost Realm has been named a land of the realm due to the entrustment of the Lord of Charm. Ji has only managed the Ghost Realm on his behalf. Only the God on Hengyu's position as the Lord of the Ghost Realm is legitimate. Please don't refuse."

"Please don't refuse." The hundred thousand ghost immortals behind him repeated.

Heng Yu's eyes fell straight on Ji's face, and suddenly his wrist turned, aimed his sword body at his wrist, and stroked hard, "I bless you with the name of God."

As soon as Heng Yu finished speaking, the ghost immortals felt that there seemed to be a chanting sound from ancient times in their ears, with only a few short words, but after listening to them, their realm became more and more advanced.

A few drops of divine blood dripped into the sea of ​​flowers on the other side. The flowers on the other side skyrocketed in an instant, and the flowers fell and bloomed in the blink of an eye.

In the name of God, I bless you.

This is the decree of the Supreme God. If you speak out, it is the law.

Heng Yu felt that the divine power in her body was a little disordered, and it was really a bit forced to use the divine decree with her current strength, but in this situation, she had to show her abilities.

Even if Mei bowed and presented the position of the Lord of the Ghost Realm to her, Ji had no objection, but were all willing to surrender to her, the Supreme God with only the power of the Earth Immortal? She had to show some means to shock them.

While looking at each other, Heng Yu stepped gently and firmly towards the throne.

Ji took two steps to the side. As Heng Yu walked, the throne originally turned into thunder disappeared. Suddenly, thousands of feet of thunder condensed and landed in the world, forming a larger throne with a huge aura.

Heng Yu turned around, his clothes flew, and he sat down at Shen's seat, looking down at everyone below, with no joy or sorrow.

"Go to the God." The ghost immortal knelt half-kneeled on the ground, looking frenzy.

Outside Mount Buzhou, the Styx riots instantly.

Du Shao was leaning against the stone pillar and closing his eyes to rest, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the Styx River, with a sharp look.

After staying in the Ghost Realm for more than half a month, Tian Hengyu suddenly said when Ji came to visit him: "Ji, I will leave the Ghost Realm tomorrow, and this Ghost Realm will still be left to you to take care of."

Luo was stunned and his face immediately became sank, "But the people below are negligent? God..."

Heng Yu waved his hand, "I am the lord of the ghost realm, who dares to neglect me? It's just that I plan to return to the fairy world for the time being, and wait until my strength recovers and then come to the ghost realm, so that 100,000 ghost immortals can truly surrender to me."

Only with absolute strength can one calm down the rising mind.

"As for the will of the God." Ji did not persuade him anymore, bent over and bowed and left the hall.

After returning to his residence, Ji ordered the twelve guardians from the Ghost Realm to come.

He sat in the upper head, looking indifferently at the twelve guardians kneeling on the ground, "There is restlessness in this ghost realm again. You guys who are jumping happily under your hands will solve it yourself. Don't let me get dirty."

The twelve guardians knelt on the ground, and no one spoke for a while.

After a moment of silence, the fifth guardian of the twelve guardians gritted their teeth and said, "Master Ji..."

Ji raised his fingertips, and the Guardian raised his hand to cover his chest, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Only those who are most loyal to the Lord of the Ghost Realm can be ranked in the Twelve Guardians. If you don't want this position, you can clearly state it."

Everyone was silent. The threat in these words was too simple. No one dared to touch the silence at this time.

Looking down at everyone in silence, for a moment, waving your sleeves to make people retreat.

He was the only one left in the empty hall, sitting quietly in the hall. Somehow he suddenly remembered that in the osmanthus forest of the gods, he knelt behind the upper god, concealed the admiration in his expression, and waited for her instructions.

"I made a fortune for the Ghost Domain yesterday. If the Ghost Domain fights for Hengyu in the future, there will be blessings." The Supreme God who turned his back to Ji finally turned around, and his face was fascinated by the rain of osmanthus. "I know you have no intention of the position of the Lord of the Ghost Domain, but I hope you can guard the Ghost Domain and wait for Hengyu to return."

“Is this what you expect?”

"No." Mei paused, "This is my request."

Ji raised his head, his eyes fell on her, and his expression was sad. After a moment, he lowered his head again and closed his eyes and said, "If this is the expectation of the Lord of Charm, Ji will do everything to fulfill his expectations for the Lord of Charm."

Mei smiled and shook her head, but said nothing. She turned her head and looked at the black hole that had dissolved half of the God Realm, waved her sleeves, "You go back first."

Ji's fingertips trembled slightly, but he still stood up and retreated as he said.

In his aftermath, he could only see the peerless and proud god walking slowly towards the black hole with his long skirt, with his expression free from joy or sorrow, and he calmly died for the world and wilderness.

That was the last time he met the Lord of Charm.

On the second day, Ji and 100,000 ghost immortals sent Heng Yu away in person. Ji also prepared several life-saving magic weapons for Heng Yu.

"When the day when the god returns to the ghost realm, there will be a bright light. At that time, Ji will be with 100,000 ghost immortals in the ghost realm waiting for the god's deity."

Heng Yu waved his hand and turned away, striding heavily on the road opened by the Styx River. As her thoughts moved, the sacrificial robe on her body dissipated, and the black cloak she draped over her body was exposed again.

After walking for a long time, his eyes suddenly became brighter. Heng Yu looked around and found that the River Styx was already a mile away from her, and Buzhou Mountain was right in front of her.

Close your eyes and feel it. In addition to Du Shao's immortal power fluctuations, Buzhou Mountain also has a familiar immortal power fluctuations. Heng Yu opened his eyes and looked at Buzhou Mountain.

Why did the immortal Shangshang of Moling come to Buzhou Mountain?

Mo Ling was listening to Du Shao's words when he suddenly noticed Heng Yu's breath and looked towards the Styx.

"What's wrong?" Du Shao couldn't help asking when he noticed Mo Ling's strangeness.

"The fairy boy in the hall told me that I was going out for a trip, but I didn't expect that she had come to this northwest place." Mo Ling withdrew his gaze and replied.

Du Shao asked, "You are talking about a female fairy named Mingchu? She asked me how to enter the ghost realm."

Some strange colors appeared on Mo Ling's face. Before he could speak, Heng Yu's figure had already appeared on Buzhou Mountain. In a few breaths, he came to Mo Ling and Dushao.

"Why did the Supreme Immortal come to the northwest realm?" Heng Yu asked first, with his eyebrows and eyes curled up.

Mo Ling choked. This was what he was going to ask, but now he was taken first. He looked up and down, "Why are you wearing a black cloak? There should be many dresses for you in the hall."

Heng Yu took off the black cloak, revealing the apricot-colored long skirt inside, and raised his head to smile at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling had no choice but to raise his hand and rub his eyebrows.

Dushao was funny, and Mo Ling was too concerned about Mingchu. Only by using affection without knowing it would he get deeper and deeper.

She didn't remind her and interrupted, "No wonder she felt that the name Mingchu sounded a little familiar. It turned out that Mo Ling had talked to me about you."

Heng Yu chuckled, "I didn't expect that the two war gods in front and behind the Immortal World were still friends."

Dushao was trapped in Buzhou Mountain for thousands of years, and a new war god in the fairy world appeared. Her name would have been forgotten by many little fairies. If it weren't for the two of them, Mo Ling wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to Buzhou Mountain.

Du Shao smiled and said nothing, but Mo Ling glanced at Heng Yu, remembering her once in love with immortals and demons and her evaluation of the fallen immortals, and suddenly spoke, "Du Shao is my mother."

Heng Yu was slightly stunned.

Dushao fell in love with people in the demon world. If Moling was Dushao's son, then he was a mixed blood of immortals and demons. No wonder Moling would have such a performance when he heard that she was in love with immortals and demons that day.

If she guessed correctly, there would be a red flame vaguely appearing between Mo Ling's eyebrows that day, and she already tended to fall into an immortal.

"If the Supreme Immortal is troubled, just think about what I said that day."

What she said that day.

In addition to those two comments, there is also-

The immortal should smile more.

Why bother yourself to the immortal?
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