Sword Master Ling Tian

The Emperor Zhunluo spoke proudly.

The face is full of complacency.

It's no wonder that facing Ling Tian, ​​who is now horrifying in combat power, he has never been timid, but he has been relied on.

"Emperor Jialuo Wu!? She greets Ling Tian!? What do you want to do?"

Lu Bu frowned.

"Hehe, this is not something you and me can know about."

The Emperor Zhunluo sneered and looked at Ling Tian, ​​"However, His Majesty Ling Tian, ​​the Lord of the Han, is worthy of Emperor Wu's welcome!"

"Lord of the big man, please? You won't, dare not come in!"

Yama Ghost Lord said with a smile.

"Lead the way, since you are in this hell, you should also pay respect to Emperor Wu."

Ling Tian said lightly.

"Okay! The lord of the big man is really bold enough, everyone, please!"

The ghost master of Yama stepped aside, and the 18th door of **** behind him slowly opened.

Xiaoqing at Ling Tian's feet flapped her wings and slowly flew into the gate of hell.

"Ha ha……"

Watching Ling Tian and the others enter the eighteenth hell, the Lord Yan Luo and the quasi-emperors smiled at each other.

This eighteenth level of **** is easy to enter, but not easy to get out.

And when Ling Tian and others entered the eighteenth hell, they also felt the difference here.

If the seventeenth layer above it is just a superposition of space, then the eighteenth layer of **** seems to exist independently.

At the very least, with Ling Tian's powerful spirit sense nowadays, there is actually a feeling of moving from one immortal realm to another.

At the very least, the space of this eighteenth level of **** is completely different from that of the Asura Continent.

The principle of the road is different, the breath is also different.

Moreover, when Ling Tian came to this level of space, the technique of Sanqing Clone had sensed a subtle aura.

That is the One.

Sure enough, everyone's previous guesses were correct.

Taiyi is trapped in this eighteenth layer of hell!

Not only that, but Ling Tian's divine thoughts led him to realize that there are many powerful auras hidden in this space.

And these breaths are still very subtle.

It is obviously hidden in the depths of this space.

This also confirms what Lu Bu and others said before that the space of these eighteen layers of **** is mysterious and dangerous, even the ghost clan Wudi Jialuo has not fully figured it out.

"Your Majesty Ling Tian, ​​my Majesty Wudi, the ghost clan, is waiting for you in the palace Qinlou not far in front, and come with me!"

The ghost master of Yama and others came in and led the way.

However, along the way, Ling Tian didn't see other dead souls appearing, as if they had all been emptied, or on the eighteenth floor, there were not many dead souls there.

The so-called Qin Tower was really not far away, and at the speed of everyone, it was only half an hour before he came under the Qin Tower.

However, looking at this so-called Qin Tower, Ling Tian frowned.

Because the shape of the Qin Tower is very old, and it is the architectural style of the human race.

If it weren't for the ghostly pavilion, Ling Tian would have thought who built a garden here.

It's just that the surrounding area is desolate and barren, and there is only such a gloomy Qin building standing upright. No matter how you look at it, it makes people panic.

"Here is the Emperor Wu's palace. Your Majesty Ling Tian, ​​please, our Emperor Wu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Luo stood in front of the gate of Qin Lou, but stopped Lu Bu, Qin Mingyue and others who were following Ling Tian, ​​"You can't, what your Majesty Wu wants to see is Ling Tian, ​​you can't enter Qin Lou. "

"Fart! Get out of me!"

Lu Bu frowned. Now, he doesn't care about the power of this Yama ghost master.

"Lu Bu, I didn’t stop you on purpose. Your Majesty Wu is in this Qin Building. If you want to go wild, you have to look at the occasion. Moreover, this Qin Building is my Emperor Wu’s palace. If you really want to die, break Go in, I won't stop you either."

Yan Luo said coldly.

Ling Tian raised his hand, "It doesn't matter, you are waiting for me outside, I will figure out everything."

After all, Ling Tian walked into the Qin Building alone.

"Hmph, I'll see what tricks you ghosts are playing!"

"If I find evidence, I, Lu Bu, will surely kill you ghost tribe, and the earth will be turned upside down!"

Lu Bu Qing held the ancient imperial weapon Euphorbia, suppressing the irritability in his heart.

"Huh, the sky is turned upside down!? Within these eighteen layers of hell, no one can turn the sky upside down!"

The ghost master of Yama sneered and didn't care.

At this time, Ling Tian had already reached the depths of the Qin Tower.

The interior decoration of the Qin Building is so simple that it cannot be seen that it is the residence of Emperor Wu.

It looks like an ordinary ancient building.

There was no one on the first floor, and Ling Tian went directly to the second floor.

In the center of the second floor, there is only a small desk.

On both sides, there are futons.

There is tea on the table, and there is residual temperature in the tea.

A faint fragrance of tea filled the room.

Ling Tian frowned.

Secretly, what kind of ghost is this ghost clan Emperor Wu pretending?

This seems to completely subvert his previous imagination of Wudi of the ghost clan.

"Hehe, you are Ling Tian from that human race!?"

Suddenly, behind a screen in the room, a woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Ling Tian frowned upon hearing the sound.

The Wudi of this ghost tribe is actually a woman! ?

This was something Ling Tian had never thought of before.

Not only that, when Emperor Wudi of the Ghost Clan walked out from behind the screen and saw Ling Tian, ​​whose appearance and figure, his pupils shrank.

The Wudi of this ghost tribe is not only a woman, but also a beautiful beauty.

No, it should be said that it is a female ghost.

"Hmph, if others dare to look at me with such eyes, they will definitely die."

The Wudi of the ghost clan let out a cold snort, causing the atmosphere in the room to instantly cool down.

Ling Tian's face changed slightly, and then he folded his hands, "Human Ling Tian, ​​I have seen Emperor Jialuo Wu!"

"Go ahead, since you have broken into the realm of my ghost race, there is no need to be so polite."

Emperor Na Wu took a seat on the side of the case.

Ling Tian still didn't know what medicine was bought in the Wudi gourd of this ghost clan.

But at this time, he could only come to sit down a few days before the case.

"Emperor Jialuo Wu, in fact, I came here uninvited this time, it is indeed something.

Ling Tian took his seat and drank a cup of tea without scruples.

Emperor Wu Jialuo glanced at Ling Tian, ​​with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"But come to find someone?"

"Yes, it seems that these things are really related to His Royal Highness Jialuo?"

The corners of Ling Tian's mouth raised.

"No, no, you can't misunderstand this, that Lu Bu's father, I didn't catch him, even if I don't look down on that Ye Qing cry, I won't go to her Asura Continent to make trouble."

"It's just that Lu Bu's father, I have indeed seen it, and it is indeed within this eighteenth hell."

Emperor Jialuo smiled slightly and looked at Ling Tian, ​​"But if you want to ask me for someone, I don't have one."

"Hehe, Your Highness Jialuo can really laugh!" Ling Tian looked at Jialuo's incomparably fair face, and said, "You are the co-lord of the ghost clan. Someone has entered your eighteenth hell, you will have nothing to do. ?"