The Emperor of the Netherworld

Xuanming Ancestor Wu had been standing there with his head down, even if Li Xuan came back, he didn't raise his head, like a clay statue.

There is also a feeling of isolation around her, which is incompatible with Li Xuan and others.

Li Xuan walked over, and before he could speak, he heard the Xuanming Ancestor Witch ask in a low voice, "Why do you want to save me?" There are only witches who died in battle, and there are no witches who steal their lives!"

Xuanming Ancestor Wu raised his head and looked at Li Xuan with tears in his eyes, and his lively personality in the past disappeared.

In its place is endless grief, sadness, and hatred for oneself.

Hate yourself for not dying in battle!

"There's no why, I don't want you to die in battle. "

"Then what's the point of my life?"

Extremely dissatisfied with Li Xuan's answer, Xuan Ming Ancestor Wu roared exhaustedly.

It's as if you want to express all the grief in your heart.

"Meaning is not embodied in death, but needs to be found for oneself. "

Li Xuan suddenly took the initiative to approach the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, looked down at her and whispered softly.

The sound is very soft, but it is very magnetic and layered, which makes people unconsciously feel at ease.

Xuanming Ancestor Witch finally couldn't help it, and wept and groaned.

"The desolation is so big, but there is no place for my witch clan anymore!"

That deep sense of powerlessness stung Li Xuan, although there was some intention to take advantage of the void, but Li Xuan still took the initiative to hug the Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

Holding her in his arms, he patted her black hair and said.

"The gates of the underworld are always open for the Witches, and my shoulders are ready for you. "

Xuanming Ancestor Wu buried his head in Li Xuan's arms, tears wetting his clothes.

Xuanming Ancestor Wu didn't speak again, but just released the grievances and pain in Li Xuan's arms to his heart's content.

"Alas!"

Li Xuan sighed in his heart, and his palm gently caressed the back of Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch, patiently comforting her.

Even if it is a witch, a woman is still a woman, and there will always be a weak side.

It needs to be protected and loved.

Half an hour later, Xuanming Ancestor Wu finally cleaned up his messy emotions and came out of Li Xuan's arms.

His eyes were red, his hair was a little messy, but his expression had calmed down.

"What about Pangu Palace?"

"Let's find a time to move to the underworld. "

"Hmm. "

Li Xuan was not in a hurry to go to the Pangu Palace, except for the Wu Clan, no one in this world could enter.

Not even the Three Qing Sect Masters.

Wait until the Wu clan has completely settled down in the underworld, and then talk about the Pangu Palace.

After appeasing the Xuanming Ancestor, Li Xuan pulled her and flew to the Styx Ancestor.

There are less than a thousand survivors of the Wu clan, but fortunately, there are two great witches, as well as the Xuanming Ancestor Witch, which is a big force.

As for the demon clan's side, Li Xuan took a look, and there were two or three cats.

The highest cultivation is only Taiyi Golden Immortal, a proper cannon fodder.

"Forget it, it's all given to the Shennong clan. "

Li Xuan directly made a decision.

It's too weak, the underworld doesn't collect waste!

It just so happens that the Shennong clan is still very weak now, and giving it to them can be regarded as a guarantee.

"Wheel King, send these demon soldiers to the Shennong Clan. "

"Yes, Your Majesty. "

Styx Ancestor is very relieved and worry-free.

Something like how to let the human race control the demon soldiers, there is no need for Li Xuan's command at all, and the Styx Ancestor will do it perfectly.

After the Styx Ancestor received the order, Li Xuan no longer cared about him.

Take the Shura and the Wu clan to the underworld.

Passing through the vast and boundless sea of blood, the underworld looms.

That familiar figure stood in front of the gate of the underworld, and Li Xuan's heart beat rapidly.

It's been a long time since I've seen Houtu.

Falling, Li Xuan walked quickly to Houtu's side and said, "Master, the disciple is back." "

"Come back, just come back. "

Houtu is at a loss, and he is no longer graceful and elegant.

She saw the Xuanming Ancestor Witch behind Li Xuan and the Wu clan, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

There's guilt, there's excitement, there's relief...

So, she didn't know how to face it.

Li Xuan dodged away, revealing the Wu clan behind him.

"Meet the Houtu Ancestor Witch!"

The Wu warriors bowed and shouted in unison.

This was specially ordered by Li Xuan, and the effect of a change in title was completely different.

Houtu Zuwu shows that she is still a member of the Wu clan, and the Houtu Supreme is too angry, and she is excluded from the Wu clan.

Sure enough, after hearing the four words of Houtu Ancestor Wu, Houtu's expression froze.

But that uneasiness was gone.

Tears slipped quietly.

"Good, good!"

After the soil said three times, the boulder hanging in his heart finally fell.

looked at Li Xuan gratefully, his eyes were full of emotion.

She knew that these were all Li Xuan's credits.

Now the end of the Wu Clan is far better than she expected, a hundred times better!

Li Xuan fulfilled his promise and did his best!

Li Xuan replied with a happy smile, he could make Houtu so happy, and the effort spent was not in vain.

"Master, the disciple won't bother you to catch up with Xuanming Ancestor Wu. "

Li Xuan retired, and he had a lot to do, so he couldn't be idle.

"Call me Sister Xuanming. "

Xuanming Ancestor Wu came to a sentence coldly, and regained a little liveliness.

Li Xuan smiled, still didn't answer, and took the Shura clan and the Wu clan into the underworld.

After that, Li Xuan went straight to Biluo Yellow Spring.

It's not deserted, but it's not beautiful either.

In addition to an authentic fairy spring, there are only weeds and flowers on the other side, which is too monotonous.

Li Xuan thought about it for a while, and first released the spiritual veins of Buzhou Mountain.

Take out the spiritual veins in your palm, inject them into the immortal yuan, and spread your divine sense.

Thundered!!

Suddenly, the whole underworld shook.

Beyond the sea of blood and waves.

Even the desolate land was affected and shook incessantly.

At this moment, Nuwa is mending the sky, filling the hole little by little with the colorful divine stones.

Because of the vibration, his hand shook, and two multicolored divine stones fell.

The colorful divine stones that have been contaminated with the earth's qi naturally cannot be used anymore.

Nuwa frowned slightly, looked at the remaining colorful divine stones in the Qiankun Ding, and found that it was enough.

At the moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the direction of the underworld, and continued to mend the sky.

The rest of the saints looked at the underworld one after another, with different expressions.

I'm probably thinking, what kind of moths and something is going on in the underworld!

Houtu and Xuanming hurried over, and when they saw the majestic and precipitous mountain of Buzhou Mountain, they stood directly on the spot.

The corners of Li Xuan's mouth raised a bad arc, what he wanted was such an effect!

Surprise not?

Oh, no.

Frightened not?

Li Xuan deliberately pretended not to see the two of them, and continued to fiddle.

After releasing Buzhou Mountain, Li Xuan dug a pit at the foot of the mountain and introduced the water of Yao Pond.

Then carefully take out the Hongmeng Linggen gourd vine and plant it aside.

Then he removed the green pine and personally wrapped the vines of the gourd vine around the vigorous trunk of the green pine.

Houtu and Xuan Ming are dizzying, and there is no room to return to God at all.

Before he came back to his senses, he was shocked by another artifact!