The Emperor of the Netherworld

Yujing Mountain, Qingwei Heavenly Palace.

The entire Yujing Mountain is shrouded in a morning glow, and in the scattered Tiangong complex, tens of thousands of miles of immortal qi are permeated, refracting the morning glow into a rainbow and hanging on the sky.

Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, stood in front of an ink painting, as if groaning, as if emotional, looking at the ink painting with a complicated expression.

In the ink painting, it is a picture of the treasures given by Hongjun Ancestor to the three brothers on the treasure cliff that day.

In a flash, I don't know how many epochs it is.

The senior brother failed himself.

The younger brother also betrayed himself.

Sanqing, today, ended up in a situation of parting ways!

Lamentable!

Alas!

"Report!" At this moment, a disciple's loud voice came from outside the palace.

"Come in." Yuan Shi Tianzun said lightly.

Immediately, one of the disciples trotted into the palace.

The disciple quietly glanced at Yuan Shi Tianzun, only to see that Tianzun's face was full of lingering clouds.

"Tell Tianzun, Tianzun asked the disciple to monitor the Netherworld Demon Lord's every move, the disciple was fortunate not to be dishonored, and today he finally discovered that the Demon Lord is now chasing and killing quasi-saint realm Daoists everywhere, and many people have died in his hands!" The middle-aged disciple said.

"Is there a disciple of my Jade Qingjing?" Yuan Shi Tianzun asked.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man kowtowed.

Yuan Shi Tianzun was silent.

What can be done?

Even the master issued a decree that Li Xuan was not allowed to be killed, even if the deity cultivated to the heavens, how could he stop this person?

"You pass on the oracle of the teacher, from now on, the disciples of the Yuqing Realm will close the mountain and retreat, and they will not be allowed to leave the mountain within 10,000 years!" Yuan Shi Tianzun said.

"Master!" The middle-aged disciple was shocked, and immediately raised his head, staring at Yuan Shi Tianzun with a face full of disbelief.

"What, do you think there is a problem with the arrangement for the teacher?" Yuan Shi Tianzun asked expressionlessly.

The middle-aged disciple immediately kowtowed to the ground with his head and said, "Master, my Jade Qingjing is the number one orthodox sect in the world, and that Netherworld Demon Lord slaughtered my orthodox sect for no reason, causing the orthodox sect to flow like a river of blood!" Countless people have died in the hands of this demon lord, how can the master sit idly by?! "

Tube?

How?

The master didn't speak, and he didn't dare to touch a single hair of Li Xuan as a teacher! Yuan Shi Tianzun sighed silently.

"Ziya, there are a lot of things you don't understand." Yuan Shi Tianzun waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, pass on the oracle of the teacher, and if any disciple does not obey, he will be expelled from the teacher immediately." "

After a pause, Yuan Shi Tianzun showed a deep groan on his face, and then continued: "Ziya, from tomorrow onwards, you will retreat beside your teacher. Perhaps, the weight of killing this fang falls on your shoulders. "

The middle-aged disciple was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked puzzled, but also, bowed down and withdrew from the Qingwei Heavenly Palace.

At the same time, in the underworld.

"How is it, little guy, after eating three quasi-saints today, how much has your cultivation recovered?"

The little fish dragon sat on the ground, picking his teeth, and after a long time, he stood up slowly, as if he was drunk, burped, and said: "These people are not bad, especially the guy who cultivates the Dafa of Blood Transformation, it is simply a great supplement!" After I swallowed him, I felt more comfortable than swallowing a saint. "

"You are comfortable, but in the past few days, I have been scolded by people even for the eighteenth generation of my ancestors." Li Xuan rolled his eyes and said.

"Humph! The master killed all those scum under the Three Clears and Three Holy Gates, even if he died, he deserved it, but those idiots didn't understand. The little ichthyosaurus said.

"How do you know that someone else must be scum?" Li Xuan asked.

Along the way, it was the little ichthyosaurus who was guiding him, which should be killed and which should not be killed, it was the little ichthyosaurus who had the final say, which made Li Xuan suspect for a while that he was a pet.

"Master, have you forgotten? I myself am an existence that enters the Tao by killing, and the exercises cultivated by those scum, as soon as they get close to me, they will make me feel like I am home, how can I not know it? The little ichthyosaurus said.

"And what if it's a good guy?" Li Xuan asked.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, miscellaneous manifolds, temperament, this thing, can't be hidden." The little ichthyosaurus said nonchalantly.

After a pause, he continued: "Moreover, devouring those monks who are on the right path will not help me at all, only those scum, after I devour them, can I obviously regain a little strength. "

"At this rate, how many more quasi-saints do we have to kill?"

"Well, maybe eight or nine thousand more, and I'll be able to recover." The little ichthyosaurus said.

Eight or nine thousand?

Li Xuan's head was big for a while, and it seemed that he still underestimated the task assigned to him by the system.

A few days later, in a manor in Zhongzhou.

"Fuck, during this time, that mad dog Netherdemon Lord is about to kill my senior brother!"

"That is, if I hadn't run fast, I would have died at the hands of that bastard!"

Wine and banquets were being set up in the courtyard of the manor, and a group of monks directly scolded Li Xuan during the banquet.

"Don't be impatient, my eldest brother will come out immediately, and when the time comes, my eldest brother will definitely give you justice!" At this time, a man with a face like a crown of jade got up and said a word in a loud voice.

"Then please come out quickly, big brother! Let's see, who is your eldest brother, who has the courage to invite Daoists from the quasi-holy realm of the world to come to your broken manor to discuss the matter of getting rid of the Nether Demon Lord! The monk replied immediately.

"Okay, I'll invite my eldest brother out now!" The white-robed man said.

Just as he was about to get up, he saw a middle-aged man with a fairy wind and bones walking out of the inner courtyard.

The white-robed man's eyes suddenly lit up, he walked to the middle-aged man's side, and respectfully called out his eldest brother.

Everyone looked up at the middle-aged man, and saw that this person had an ordinary face, wearing a gray robe, and he didn't look eye-catching at all.

"That Nether Demon Lord is already a quasi-saint realm cultivator, if you want to get rid of him, unless there is a monk immortal from the saint realm to make a move, otherwise, it's just going to die!" A monk spoke, not paying attention to the middle-aged man at all.

"Shut up! Hugh has to babble in front of my big brother! The white-robed man snorted coldly.

The middle-aged man immediately stopped him and said, "It's okay, you fellow Daoists just want to see me show my hand, so I'll show my hand for you Daoists to see." "

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man raised his hand and waved.

Suddenly, a white light flew out from the cuff, directly slapping the person who questioned the middle-aged man just now.

Everyone gasped.

The person who was slapped away was already a quasi-saint peak cultivator, however, the gray-robed man just waved his sleeves and slapped this person away!

With such strength, it is comparable to the power of any saint realm!

"It's a saint!"

"Damn, there are saints here!"

"We're finally saved!"

"It's saved!"

The group cultivators immediately became excited, and some of them who couldn't control it even burst into tears.

"I can't imagine that in this group of guys, there is really an existence in the Saint Realm!" In the courtyard, in an inconspicuous corner, a man who was ordinary, ordinary-looking, and extremely ordinary, and only had the realm of quasi-saint early stage, played with the dragon-shaped jade ring on his ring finger and said lightly.

"Little one, you're in for a good time this time." The man's eyes narrowed, staring at the middle-aged man surrounded by everyone in the courtyard, showing a malicious smile_

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