The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Huang Long is not a quasi-sage! ?

Tu Bo looked at Queen Hou Tu with surprise on his face, his eyes full of doubts.

As the sword-wielding master of the Zhenxi Dragon Palace, this Huanglong is one of the few masters in the Zhenxi Dragon Palace. His cultivation reached the quasi-sage level hundreds of years ago. Why is he not a quasi-sage according to the empress?

His heart was full of doubts, but looking at the expression on Tu Bo's face at this time, Hou Tu was not surprised.

It's nothing new that Tu Bo and others don't know. After all, Huang Long is only on the verge of breaking through.

With a smile on his face, Hou Tu said: "It will be good for you to give this knife to Huang Long, and then stay with Huang Long and let him do what he wants."

Hearing this, Tuber was stunned for a moment.

But the empress did not dare to go against her words. No matter how confused she was, she could only bow and agree to the matter.

As for the benefits, Tu Bo really can't think of them.

Thank God Huang Long didn't kill himself.

Sweeping the Netherworld Knife away, Tu Bo slowly exited the hall.

At this time, outside the palace gate, Zongbu was still guarding the place. Seeing Zongbu closing his eyes and concentrating, Tubo hesitated for a moment and said, "From now on, you will be the only one guarding the palace here."

Zongbu's eyes suddenly opened and he turned to look at Tu Bo.

As if he had expected this, a smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that the empress has made up her mind to join forces with Dragon Palace."

"The general trend is that it is not you or I who can change the way of heaven." Tu Bo shook his head and said.

"It's really ridiculous. I originally went in to persuade the empress to start her own business, but no one wanted to involve myself in it."

Hearing Zongbu's ridicule, Tubo frowned and said: "My Majesty has made up her mind. The Western Sect will definitely be driven out. The Dragon King cannot stop it. Even if you and I fight to the death, we will not be able to do it." Useless."

Zongbu waved his hand, looked at the uncle with an ugly face, and then said with a smile: "Of course I know about this. You and I are doing this just to test it out."

“Since things cannot be violated, let’s just let nature take its course.”

Seeing that Zongbu had closed his eyes again at this time, Tubo frowned, raised his legs and walked outside, saying a word without looking back.

"I'm going to follow the Yellow Dragon through the underworld, so you can stop there."

As soon as the words fell, Tu Bo's figure disappeared into Youdu Palace.

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The Tenth Level of Yama Hall

This place is already a deep space in the eighteenth level of the underworld. The dark environment is filled with endless death energy.

It is difficult for ordinary people to survive, even immortals and gods are no exception.

It's just that the living things here are moving. Two scarlet lights light up in the darkness, and with heavy breathing, they suddenly start running quickly.

In the quiet environment, this scene seemed a bit unusual.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in the darkness, the cold blade suddenly fell, followed by a cry of pain.

Heartbreaking shouts rang out, and in just the blink of an eye, the cold light lit up again, and the dark space instantly became silent.

The sound of armor clashing came to mind, and a strong man walked out of the darkness.

The golden lotus mark with a faint golden light on his forehead gave this person a sense of holiness.

"God Lord Netherworld, you are late."

A faint voice sounded from the darkness, and the strong man known as the Lord of the Netherworld turned his head and looked to the side, only to see a person walking out of the darkness, and it was Nagas who had been following Ksitigarbha.

His eyes were full of coldness, and Nagas stared at the Lord of the Netherworld in front of him, with a hint of murderous intent in his expression.

Ignoring Nagas's eyes, Lord Netherworld smiled slightly and said, "I met a few ghost kings on the road, so I wasted a little time by taking action."

"You know, three of the Ten Palaces of Yama have fallen now. When are you going to take action?"

Lord Netherworld chuckled lightly, put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, and said, "Four people have fallen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nagas was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became sharp.

"When did this happen!?"

"You have been out for too long. News came from the fourth floor that the master of the Fire Soul Palace has been slashed by the Cavalry General Zhang Liao."

Nagasaki's expression suddenly changed, and he said with a slightly ugly expression: "Impossible, why is there no movement at all?"

"They just don't want you to know."

Lord Netherworld smiled slightly, his palm involuntarily touched the handle of the knife, and he looked at Nagas with cold eyes.

"I, under the orders of King Ksitigarbha, command the ten halls of Yama. Now that the four halls have been destroyed, there are only six of them left including me."

Upon hearing this, Nagas was stunned for a moment and said with confusion, "What do you mean by this?"

"This god will fight Dongyue Hell on the fifth level and defeat it in one fell swoop."

"No!"

As soon as the Lord Netherworld said these words, he was rejected by Nagas.

Four of the Ten Halls of Yama have already died, and they cannot withstand any losses. If they really listen to the Lord Netherworld, I am afraid that none of them will survive until the end.

Nagas's rejection did not seem to exceed the expectations of the Netherworld Lord.

The Nether Lord smiled slightly, and then said, "I know you won't agree, but what's the point?"

"This god can send the Ten Palaces of Yama, but you can't."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound breaking through the air, and then a cold light touched the throat of the Lord Netherworld.

With just one forward movement, you can easily pierce the opponent's throat.

Feeling the chill coming from the sharp blade, Lord Netherworld remained unmoved and said with a faint smile: "You can't kill me even if you don't dare to do it."

"Then try it!"

A cold light flashed in Nagas's eyes, and he was furious in his heart.

Ever since Ksitigarbha conferred the title of Ten Palaces of Yamas, the Nether God Lord has been in great power, and can almost be said to be able to stabilize himself.

I've already seen that the other party is unhappy, and I must make the other party suffer a little this time!

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a stream of spiritual power surged out of Nagas' hand. Seeing that the sword blade was about to stab the Nether God Lord, at this moment, a golden light flashed at the tip of the sword, and then a powerful force came from that point. The golden light spread.

Nagas, who was struck by the sudden blow, did not have time to stabilize his body, and his whole body flew backwards.

"stop."

A faint voice sounded behind him, and Nagasaki, who had originally gotten up and planned to take action, suddenly stiffened.

Looking back, I saw that the person who came was none other than Ksitigarbha who had arrived.

He hurriedly bowed and saluted, and saw the Nether God Lord looking at Ksitigarbha and bowing as well.

Ksitigarbha did not pay attention to the Lord of the Netherworld. He focused his gaze on Nagas and said, "I never said that the Lord of the Netherworld would die in your hands."

Nagas trembled slightly, and his body became more bent.

Watching this scene, Lord Netherworld smiled slightly, with an inexplicable smile on his face.