The Emperor of the Netherworld

The sound of panic spread throughout the wilderness, heralding the great prosperity of the human race.

Dao Yin did not mention the Styx Ancestor, but there was an extra golden light of merit.

Fuxi's enshrinement of the Emperor of the Terran Race caused an uproar in the flood famine.

And at this moment, the most confused person is the Three Qing Sect Masters in the Eight Views Palace.

"Big brother, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that it will take a hundred years for the human race to flourish?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun's face was gloomy.

Due to Li Xuan's reasons, Fu Xi was born a hundred years early, and the Three Qing Sect Masters did not expect it at all.

Lao Tzu didn't answer, pinched his fingers and calculated.

After a while, Lao Tzu said with a gloomy face, "Do you know who the Emperor's teacher is?"

When Yuan Shi Tianzun heard this, he immediately pinched his fingers and calculated.

As a saint, you can do divination, but you are not as proficient as Lao Tzu.

"Bastard!!"

After the divination, Yuan Shi Tianzun scolded angrily!

"Styx is so daring, the deity went to kill him!"

Tongtian Sect Master is helpless, what's the use of saying such angry words?

Who doesn't know that his Styx Ancestor is the Wheel King of one of the Ten Halls of the Underworld?

"The eldest brother's top priority is not the problem of the River Styx, but the future Emperor of the Earth. One of the three emperors is gone, and the remaining two human emperors must fight for it. "

Lao Tzu nodded slightly, agreeing with the words of the Tongtian Sect Master.

"The underworld has taken over one of them, and anger will not solve any problems. The remaining two human emperors will choose a disciple from the two of you to lead the human emperor. "

Lao Tzu didn't care about this merit, he only had one disciple under him, and there was no need to fight.

Yuan Shi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master both nodded yes.

With the return of the Styx Ancestor to the underworld, the desolate land is surging.

The disciples of the two sects came out of the mountains one after another to help the development of the human race.

Li Xuan didn't care.

Is it so simple to want to be the teacher of the human emperor?

Without the consent of Nuwa, the creator, and herself, who believes in God, who is worthy?

"Lord Emperor, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"

Styx Ancestor's old face was full of excitement.

Li Xuan glanced at it and knew the reason for his excitement.

With the help of the golden light of merit, the strength of the Styx Ancestor broke through from the late stage of the quasi-saint to the peak of the quasi-saint!!

Although his breath was unsteady and seemed very vain, it was enough for him to be excited.

"Go to cultivation first, stabilize the realm, don't waste this opportunity. "

"Yes, Your Majesty. "

The Styx Ancestor hurriedly flew into the underworld and did not enter the Wheel King Hall to meditate.

"Lord Emperor, Niang Niang ordered me to invite you to Da Luo Tian to talk about it. "

Suddenly, Biyun Tong'er came and brought Nuwa's invitation.

This time it was not Caiyun Tong'er, which made Li Xuan a little surprised.

"Yes. "

Li Xuan directly summoned the Heavenly Qingyun and sat on it.

looked at Biyun Tong'er and said, "Come up." "

Biyun's speed was too slow, and it was impossible to leave her behind.

"Is it really possible? Emperor?"

Biyun had a flattered expression on his face.

As a close attendant by Nuwa's side, her vision is not low, and she can see that the heavens and clouds are heavy treasures, so she asked.

"Don't waste time. "

This is Li Xuan's answer.

Biyun cautiously climbed up to the heavens Qingyun, a pair of white little hands touched this and that, curious.

Li Xuan didn't care about her, and drove the Heavenly Qingyun straight to the Snail Palace.

Da Luotian, Snail Palace, Caiyun Tong'er watched Biyun Tong'er come down from the heavens Qingyun, and couldn't help pouting, his face full of unhappiness.

It's a pity that Nuwa is on the side, and she doesn't dare to show it too obviously.

"Xie Li Xuan's Taoist friend is complete. "

Nuwa personally greeted Li Xuan at the gate of the Snail Palace.

Li Xuan waved his hand again and again, and said: "Daoist friends are polite, it is a matter of mutual benefit, so how can it be fulfilled." "

Nuwa is a way out for Fuxi, and the underworld represented by the ancestor of the Styx River shares the luck of the human race.

A win-win situation indeed.

Nuwa invited Li Xuan into the palace.

On the other side, Fu Xi Chan let Shennong go to the Huoyun Palace to meditate.

At this moment, Fu Xi is already a quasi-saint power, even comparable to a saint.

But Fuxi was helpless.

Even so, so what?

He paid for these at the cost of his freedom.

From now on, he will plan for the interests of the Terrans, and he will only represent the Terrans.

The demon clan Fuxi has already died in the Lich Tribulation.

After a long sigh, Fu Xi restrained his emotions and immediately began to meditate.

......

"Thank you, my clan doesn't need a master. "

Emperor Shennong Yan said to Guangchengzi neither humble nor arrogant.

At this moment, Shennong took over the position of the leader of the human race from Fu Xi and took charge of the human race.

Guang Chengzi's expression was arrogant, and a few traces of anger crossed his eyebrows.

He didn't understand why the master asked him to come to accept Emperor Shennong Yan as a disciple.

He looked down on the Terrans from the bottom of his heart.

A race that was once reduced to fish meat has turned over one day.

But even if he turned over, the history of humiliation is still there.

Therefore, Guangchengzi looked down on Emperor Shennong Yan very much.

"Do you know where I came from?"

Guang Chengzi drank high, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Shennong anymore.

Shennong stood up straight, his originally broad face became serious, and his gentle eyes became sharp.

"I know that Shangxian is a disciple of the sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, a famous teacher, and his mana is all over the sky. "

Shennong's words made Guang Chengzi's face look a lot better.

"Then why don't you want to worship me as a teacher? This is the imperial decree of Tianzun, and you should be grateful to Dai De!"

Shennong's hands were clenched, and he was holding back the anger in his heart.

"My Shennong clan has founded the clan sect since the Lich Measuring Tribulation, and there are already Taoist masters, so I definitely can't go to another sect, and I hope that the immortals will understand. "

Guang Chengzi didn't care, his eyebrows were raised, and his disdain was unmistakable.

"What is the use of such useless teachings? I advise you to recognize the facts, I have not come to invite you to worship under my door, but you must worship under my door. "

Guang Chengzi was too lazy to talk about it anymore, and said coldly, as if he was making a final verdict.

Who knew that Shennong also laughed, and arched his hand: "In this case, please also ask the immortals to discuss with the ancestors of our clan." "

As soon as Shennong's words fell, a middle-aged man wearing animal skins and carrying a dragon tendon divine bow walked in.

"Who is the Taoist friend who deceived me Shennong?"

The middle-aged man's breath was calm, and the thick immortal yuan was wanton, and the surrounding space was shaken by this.

Guang Chengzi was surprised, the person in front of him was actually in the early stage of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and he was at the same level as himself!

Emperor Shennong Yan walked to the middle-aged man and knelt down respectfully, saying, "Shennong has seen the mountain ancestor. "

"Get up, little one. "

The middle-aged man said kindly.

Then he looked at Guang Chengzi coldly.

"Saint disciple, you are really majestic! My Shennong clan has inherited the Netherworld Holy Sect for generations, why do you want to switch to the Sect of Interpretation? Give me a reason, otherwise I will not die today!"

The words rumbled like thunder in the sky, and panic exploded in the sky!

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