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An island somewhere in the upper reaches of the Styx.

From above, several saints came with pressure to suppress a family affiliated with the Shura Sect on the island. One of them said indifferently: "Hand over the sacred artifacts on the island, and you will live. If not, Netherworld Island will be destroyed today!"

The pressure of the Saint is overwhelming and overwhelming.

Several supreme beings on the island were all flustered.

"Without the protection of Shura Sect, these forces will not let us go easily. They are here to steal our sacred weapons."

"Damn it, I'm in trouble now."

"Will the underworld have time to support us?"

"The strongest person in the underworld is the emperor of the underworld, but I have never heard of how many strong people there are in the underworld, and the emperor of the underworld is only one person. I am afraid that he has no skills. Now, we on Netherworld Island may not be able to escape. "

Just when everyone on Netherworld Island fell into panic.

not far away.

An old woman walked slowly with a cane in her hand.

The water of the Styx was rolling around, but it couldn't hurt the old woman at all.

moment.

The old woman set foot on Netherworld Island.

Many people were attracted to her, especially the ghost saints in the sky who stared at each other with cold eyes, feeling faintly threatened by each other.

Who is this master?

"Old guy, tell me your name!"

A young ghost saint glanced at the old woman and snorted coldly.

The old woman raised her eyes slightly, and then pointed her crutch towards the other party. In an instant, an unparalleled ghostly aura surged out.

The young ghost saint's face changed drastically and he wanted to resist.

But he couldn't stop it at all.

In the face of this power, the original power he was so proud of was as fragile as paper, and could be torn apart in the blink of an eye.

boom!

There is no suspense.

The young ghost saint was hit by this ghost energy, and his soul exploded instantly.

When the other ghost saints saw this, their pupils shrank.

"Holy King!"

The old woman in front of me was actually a rare holy king.

"Today's young people are really uneducated and don't know how to respect the elderly at all." The old woman said lightly.

And everyone also understood that they and others had encountered a difficult problem.

"Who is the senior?"

"I'm from the underworld, Po Meng. This Netherworld Island is now a subsidiary force of my underworld. Are you going to leave on your own, or am I going to help you leave?" The old woman, Po Meng, said calmly.

But the tone revealed an unquestionable meaning.

When several ghost saints heard this, their souls trembled slightly.

This holy king is actually from the underworld!

Except for the emperor of hell.

There are still saint-king-level beings in the underworld!

Facing Po Meng, they had no chance of winning and how dare they stay.

"I'll leave soon."

After saying that, he immediately ran away in embarrassment with his tail between his legs.

"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative."

Everyone on Netherworld Island quickly thanked Po Meng.

Po Meng glanced at them and said calmly: "It's just a patrol in the name of the emperor. Next, I have to go to the next place, so I won't stay."

Then, she took out a bell and threw it to everyone on Netherworld Island.

"The name of this thing is the Forgetting Bell. If you encounter an irresistible disaster, you can ring it and your body will respond." After saying this, she disappeared.

Everyone took the bell cautiously and did not dare to neglect it.

"Congratulations, senior."

They looked at each other, both showing joy in surviving the disaster.

"I didn't expect that there are such powerful people in the underworld. It's really great."

"The underworld will be a better shelter than Shura Sect."

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the other side.

In a valley somewhere on the upper reaches of the Styx River.

A tall figure waved a big sword, and the ghost energy surged and was boundless, blasting several ghost saints one by one.

"This Soul Burial Valley is already the territory of my underworld. Anyone who dares to covet the treasures in the valley will be in trouble with my underworld. Do you want to die?"

The tall figure laughed.

"Okay, okay, what a hell. I didn't expect that there is a top powerhouse like you hiding there. It seems that your background is far beyond our imagination."

"Huh, your imagination is so poor."

"What's your name? Do you dare to tell me your name!"

"Listen up, I am King Yama of the underworld!"

King Yama roared, and the ghost energy shook ninety thousand miles.

The ghost cultivators from all sides felt their heads buzzing, and even worse, they were so shocked that they knelt on the ground, with deep fear in their eyes.

"What a great King of Yama, his cultivation level is not inferior to that of the Holy King!"

Several ghost saints had no choice but to leave.

The powerful men from the underworld were dispatched to take over the affiliated forces of Shura Sect.

And those forces that were ready to move were all frightened and did not dare to act rashly. It was also this time that made them clearly realize that in addition to the emperor of the underworld, there were many powerful people with extremely terrifying backgrounds.

Time passes gradually.

The process of the underworld taking over the affiliated forces of Shura Sect was extremely smooth.

The underworld also took advantage of the trend to advance to the upper reaches.

It replaced the Shura Sect and became one of the new four giants. Even because of the existence of the Emperor of the Underworld, it has the potential to be the first of the four giants.

And there was a storm in the River Styx.

The world is not peaceful either.

The Emperor Cheng battlefield is about to begin, and all forces are shocked by it.

All the major ancient forces appeared one after another, hoping to compete for the opportunity to become emperor.

Heavenly Court, Immortal Court, Demon Saint Palace, major ancient aristocratic families, races, and even Tianji Pavilion all sent people to take action, hoping to enter the battlefield of becoming an emperor.

The battles between the various forces also stopped.

The battlefield of all realms fell into unprecedented calm.

But everyone knows that this calm is only short-lived, just the calm before the storm. Once the Emperor Cheng battlefield is fully opened, this calm will be completely broken, and an unprecedented struggle will come.

Within the Fairy Garden.

Gu Changkong sits cross-legged, surrounded by fairy lights, which is dazzling.

If Xu Qianqiu were here, he would definitely find that the aura of Gu Changkong at this moment is thicker than when he fought at Tianjue Peak.

Faintly, he already possesses the power of an emperor.

If we say that the previous Gu Changkong was only one step away from becoming an emperor.

Now Gu Changkong is only half a step away from becoming an emperor.

"The battlefield of becoming an emperor is about to open, and the opportunity to become an emperor is very important to me. I can't miss it." Gu Changkong murmured.

He has been looking forward to becoming emperor for countless years.

Now, the opportunity has arisen.

Even if he spends all his money, he will still fight for it!

Moreover, he also has huge self-confidence.

"Now, Xu Qianqiu is missing and Taixu Ancient Dragon is dead. There are only a handful of people who can compete with me on the battlefield of all realms. The only one worthy of fear is the quasi-emperor Xingtian who killed Taixu Ancient Dragon in that court... "

Gu Changkong thought to himself.

In the past, Xing Tian shocked the battlefield by beheading Taixu Ancient Dragon.

He was also somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, there are such masters hidden in heaven.

But he is not afraid now.

After his battle with Xu Qianqiu, he gained a lot of insights. His strength was even better than before. With many imperial soldiers in hand, even if he faced the emperor, he had the confidence to fight against him. A quasi-emperor was nothing to be afraid of.

The opportunity to become emperor belongs to him!

Just when Gu Changkong was thinking this, the battlefield of all realms shook again. Above the battlefield, endless vitality surged, with billions of auspicious light falling from it. With the golden rain falling on the earth, all things revived.

In the vitality, a golden vortex suddenly appeared.

The coercion flows through it, and the emperor's majesty is faintly revealed.

Countless powerful men soared into the sky on the battlefield of all realms.

They looked at the golden whirlpool with intense fanaticism in their eyes.

Emperor Cheng's battlefield is officially open!