The Emperor of the Netherworld

How can you say that Nuwa is also a saint, and saints generally have a better face, and they go to greet her, whether it seems that the underworld does not pay enough attention to it.

Xihe always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, so he was silent for a while.

Li Xuan laughed, "Don't be rude, it's enough to be as the king of Yama." "

Only then did Xi He completely put his mind at ease and said, "Then Xi He went down to prepare." "

Xi and the others didn't know the purpose of Nuwa's trip, so they were worried.

But Li Xuan's heart is stable, not to mention that now that he is one of the gods of the human race, presumably Nuwa has to pay attention to it.

An hour later, outside the underworld, Xihe took Chang Xi to greet Nuwa together.

The Shura tribe lined up, dressed in dark robes of black and red.

Xihe stood at the forefront, with long black hair coiled up, wearing a crown on his head, and a dignified atmosphere.

Every move is majestic.

In the underworld for nearly 4,000 years, Xihe has also cultivated her unique majesty.

The most interesting thing is that this majesty does not conflict with her liveliness.

She is very good at switching between the two identities of King Yama and Xihe.

Chang Xi was still cold, holding the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen and standing quietly behind Xi He.

After a while, a colorful glow swept from the sea of blood.

The originally gray sky was forcibly lit up, and the glow was soft and domineering.

Xihe had a smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This kind of pomp and circumstance is not ordinary!

She thought of the Houtu Supreme, she had never been like this, always with a gentle smile.

Both for the ordinary undead and for them, equal and merciful.

Suddenly, a high-pitched phoenix roar exploded in his ears, and the crimson fire faintly descended from the nine heavens.

"What a big show!"

Chang Xi muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Don't talk nonsense. "

Xihe hurriedly pulled Chang Xi down, the power of the saint cannot be desecrated.

Chang Xi pursed her lips and said no more.

A fire phoenix spreads its wings for nine days, with a wingspan of tens of thousands of miles, and its fiery red feathers sway in the air.

And the heavens and the earth became hot and dry.

Xihe looked up, this is the Xuantian Fire Phoenix, named Jin Ning.

Speaking of Jin Ning, he was also a famous famine, the leader of the Feng clan and the daughter of Yuanfeng's sister during the early tribulation of the Longhan Dynasty.

The identity is extremely noble, and the blood is also very pure.

After the catastrophe of the Dragon and Han, the three clans declined.

Jin Ning is the new patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, and he joined the saint in order to find a way out.

Speaking of which, the Phoenix Clan's choice is much wiser than that of the Dragon Clan.

The patriarch is the mount of the saint, and the elite like the Nine Heavens Xuannu is worshiped under the powerful sect of the Queen Mother of the West.

Even if it is solved, it can ensure the continuation of the race.

In a few breaths, the Xuantian Fire Phoenix flew to the underworld.

Fire feathers fluttered in the sky, with some kind of will.

Xihe smiled and bowed and said loudly: "Xihe, the king of the underworld, has been waiting for a long time. "

"Hmph, why don't you see the Netherworld Emperor personally greet you, is it because you are underestimating the mother?"

Jin Ning snorted coldly, and the fire feather increased.

Falling on the sea of blood, the sea of blood boiled in an instant, and the mist steamed, floating in the sky.

Xihe's smile was still the same, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Patriarch Jin's words are wrong. My underworld is weak, and there are many undead, and the emperor has no energy, and I hope that Niangniang will understand. "

"It doesn't matter. The Netherworld Emperor has all the opportunities, and the deity is abrupt. "

Nuwa's indifferent voice came from Jin Feng's back, with an unquestionable meaning.

Jin Feng didn't speak anymore, just glared at Xihe with fiery red eyes.

She had just been pushed by Xihe with a soft nail.

Xihe called her as the Jin patriarch, which seemed polite on the surface, but in fact it was a warning to her to pay attention to her identity.

Now it is no longer before the Longhan Tribulation, and the three clans have long since declined.

To be a loser is to have the consciousness of a loser!

"The words of the Holy Venerable Nuwa are serious, and the saint is in person, which is the supreme glory of my earth. All the tribes of the flood and wilderness should also envy our earth. "

Xihe played a good Tai Chi, and she sent it without pressure if she was meaningless to praise.

Nuwa flew down and landed in front of Xihe.

The power of the saint rushed to his face, and he was overwhelmed, and he squeezed out a smile extremely reluctantly.

In the capital city, Li Xuan snorted coldly, raised his hand and burst out with the breath of the tunnel, and went out with a strong hard top.

Rumble!!

The sea of blood exploded layer by layer, and large chunks of seawater were blown into the air, and then smashed down heavily, and the scarlet seawater shattered into powder.

Neither side continued after the invisible blow, it was just a temptation.

Xihe secretly gasped for a moment to calm down the uneasiness in his heart.

For a moment, she almost felt like she was going to die!

Fortunately, his own emperor made a timely move.

Xihe motioned for the Shura clan to open the door of the underworld, and in an instant, a rich aura swept in.

"Nuwa Holy Venerable, please!"

led Nuwa into the underworld.

The purpose is the flower on the other side of the place, and further on is the Nai He Bridge.

After crossing the Nai He Bridge, it can be regarded as truly entering the underworld.

Walking in the sea of flowers on the other side, Nuwa looked at the undead entering the underworld in an orderly manner and said lightly.

"Good! In less than 10,000 years, the underworld has been so complete, and the Netherworld Emperor has worked hard. Houtu Taoist friends are also extraordinary, and I admire them. "

Xihe smiled and didn't answer, she couldn't answer this.

It's her disrespect to take it.

Under the leadership of Xihe, the group crossed the Nai He Bridge and came to the outside of the city.

And Li Xuan was waiting at the gate of the capital city.

"Benjun failed to greet him in person, and I hope that the Nuwa saint will not be surprised. "

Li Xuan greeted him with half-truths and half-truths.

Nuwa nodded her head, her lips opened lightly, and said, "The emperor lacks skills, and I will not pursue it." "

Enter the capital city and go straight to the palace in the center of the city.

When passing by the stone tablet of the "General Outline of the Ghost Dao", Nuwa stopped and stared.

A divine glow appeared in his eyes, and his gaze was like a star.

"I never thought there would be such a treasure here. "

The corners of Li Xuan's mouth raised, and he said modestly: "Inferior spiritual treasures, you can't enter the eyes of saints." "

Li Xuan should not be too clear about the preciousness of "General Outline of Ghost Dao"!

That's what he said deliberately, deliberately responding to Nuwa.

Who let Nuwa respond to her own first!

When Nuwa was talking to Li Xuan, she used my self-proclaimed name and forgot it.

Before entering the door, he put on a score, and gave Xihe a dismount, who to show it?

Nuwa glanced at Li Xuan silently and did not speak.

After entering the palace, sit down on a futon.

"Stand down. "

Li Xuan commanded lightly.

"Jin Ning is waiting for me outside. "

After everyone retreated, Li Xuan said with a smile: "Nuwa Sage hasn't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

Nuwa frowned, she didn't come here to do homework.

"Emperor, I have a request, and I hope that the emperor must agree. "

Nuwa said bluntly.

Li Xuan's face turned cold all of a sudden, and he said indifferently: "What if Benjun doesn't agree?"

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