Lord of the Starry Sky

Shen Jian seemed greedy, but Pang Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the more Shen Jian asks for Granny Tao, the more Granny Tao can rest assured.

Pang Hai was not sure whether Shen Jian had confirmed this, so he deliberately appeared rogue and greedy to reassure Granny Tao.

But no matter what the reason is, as long as he does this, everyone's conflicts will be temporarily alleviated.

From Pang Hai's perspective, he felt that Shen Jian still had good intentions.

But he couldn't figure out what Shen Jian was thinking.

On the other hand, Grandma Tao, based on Pang Hai's understanding of her, was probably delaying the attack until her energy recovered before making plans again.

Thinking of this, Pang Dahai felt helpless.

It's a pity that in terms of cultivation, he just wants to practice martial arts with peace of mind, but in life, he just wants to eat and wait for death.

Such a radical inheritance of Netherworld Dao is really not suitable for him!

"Speaking of it, the style of the residence of the founder of your sect is quite peaceful." Shen Jian robbed the warehouse and came out satisfied after getting many of the treasures he wanted.

The precious treasures such as Taichu's strange gold and so on were still the same as before, and they were all swallowed by the black dragon.

While returning home with a full load, Shen Jian was quite curious about the original owner of this ancient house.

He had felt something from watching Granny Tao fight with other Nether Magicians before.

Now that he has a peach blossom on his left wrist, Shen Jian can completely confirm one thing.

Continuing to this day, the inheritance of Taoism in Netherworld Dao should also have different branches.

Grandma Tao's lineage is probably the core and most orthodox lineage, or the branch closest to the orthodox lineage.

And the ancestor she mentioned was undoubtedly the most orthodox direct descendant of the Netherworld Dao.

Seeing that the style of this former residence was extremely ancient, and the remaining mana restrictions were extremely powerful, Shen Jian even suspected that the original owner here might be the founder of the entire Netherworld Dao.

The powerful man who pioneered such a strange and evil tradition, but the style of his daily residence is so peaceful and simple, which is somewhat unexpected.

Although the whole house is made of metal, which itself seems rather evil, Shen Jian can now roughly see that this is not something new and different from the original owner, but is related to the Taoism of the Netherworld.

"It is true that Taoism affects people's hearts, but how can a powerful and powerful person like the founder of our sect be comparable to ordinary people?" Grandma Tao said calmly: "Have you never heard of the four words "return to nature and return to nature?"

"I've heard of it." Shen Jian said: "But as you said, senior, such an outstanding figure as the founder of the noble sect is very comparable to others."

"You kid just makes people angry with your words, but I'm too lazy to share your understanding." Grandma Tao snorted: "But you also recognize the founder of our sect?"

Shen Jian said: "I don't agree with Netherworld Dao, but the talent of the founder of your sect is understandable."

Granny Tao said angrily: "It's time to go. The portal connecting the Yanhuang World here cannot be open for too long, otherwise it will collapse."

The group of people immediately left the ancient metal house.

As Black Banner left the back hall, the restrictions on mana here changed, and the outside world regained its vitality.

Granny Tao bowed solemnly to the mansion, and then led Shen Jian and Pang Hai through the peach blossom forest and the surrounding virgin forest, towards the entrance where everyone came in.

Several people are now suffering from seven tuberculosis and five injuries. They are exhausted and can only move slowly out of the jungle one step at a time.

When they return to the original dark portal, through the portal, they return to the great world of Yan and Huang.

The surrounding environment instantly changed from spring-like all year round to a sky filled with snow and wind.

As they regained their footing, the dark portal behind them closed again, and the huge magic array patterns on the ground began to fade away.

Shen Jian glanced around and first saw a figure nearby standing silently in the wind and snow.

It was the sword cultivator puppet controlled by Granny Tao.

And around the sword cultivator puppet, three piles of white ash fell.

Even though it was buried under snow, Shen Jian could still clearly feel the presence of the three piles of white ash.

There is a cold death aura in it. Although it is gradually disappearing in the world, it is still clear to everyone that they are the three ghost puppets controlled by the old man in gray robe.

With the complete demise of the gray-robed old man, the dead who were controlled by him were finally able to return to the netherworld.

The man in white who was proficient in beast control rested in peace again, and the five monster beasts that he had tamed and driven regained their freedom, and naturally no longer guarded this place according to the previous orders.

Even if we have to continue fighting with the six-clawed snow wolves, everyone can move the battlefield and no longer stick to this place.

In the distance, one could still faintly hear howls of wolves and beasts roaring one after another. It was obvious that the group of demons with red eyes were still continuing to fight.

The beast's roar faded further away, and the place in front of him became temporarily clear.

The mountains around the Snow Valley were pushed down in large numbers, and broken rocks were scattered everywhere, making it a mess.

As a battlefield, the previous landscape features have been completely changed.

"Although the monsters have left, there were so many big monsters at the Golden Core level here who fought with the monks before, causing the nearby ground to crack and landslides. Making such a big noise can easily attract more people, right?" Pang Hai asked a little uneasily.

Grandma Tao looked serious: "It's already here."

"I admire you for being so sensitive despite such a serious injury. I admire you." A sinister voice said at this time.

In the distance, on the rocks gradually covered by wind and snow, a figure appeared, his whole body covered in black robes.

Behind him, a huge black shadow like a hill appeared, with a triangular head, blood-red eyes, and a fierce look. It was an Akhara Demonic Bull.

In other directions, a middle-aged man in black and a giant northern centipede appeared respectively.

In the distant sky, a huge snow vulture flew over and hovered over everyone.

The black-robed man was the Nether Master who initially attacked the Tianhai student team, but was later repelled by Shen Jian, Granny Tao and the others.

His breath was weak. He was injured by Granny Tao before and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

But after noticing the huge movement here, he couldn't control his greed, so he came over quietly.

Now seeing the state of Shen Jian and others, the man in black robe couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He was in bad shape, and several of his opponents were even worse.

Both Granny Tao herself and Shen Jian and Heilong were all extremely weak at the moment.

That black flag is now difficult for Grandma Tao to exert its power. It is not a threat to the man in black robe, but it is the biggest temptation, making him jealous.

Although he was seriously injured, even his puppets were affected, but Granny Tao's sword cultivator puppet also had its combat effectiveness greatly reduced.

At least the Nether Puppet on his side still has a numerical advantage.

The man in black robe gave a ferocious smile, and without saying much, waved his hand and ordered his four Netherworld puppets to rush towards Shen Jian and others.