Like all the races of the heavens, the Protoss is also a huge tribal alliance of the nature of a huge race, such as the Kwafu Divine Race and the Five Elements Divine Race, as well as the power of the Light Temple and the Dark Temple.

Although these forces all belong to the same Shinto Heavenly Court, they also compete with each other, after all, no one has a little dirty, this is all normal.

Where there is power, there is strife, and this kind of struggle and struggle between races is not just the preserve of the human race.

The contradiction between the Divine Race and the Bright Lineage of the Divine Race has been around for a long time, even after a long time, this dispute originating from the Dao system will still not be erased, but will continue to be passed on, unless one of the two parties completely dies out.

At that time, the Kuafu Divine Clan lived in the west of the vast divine land, and because of the chase of the Divine Day to the eastern coast, the round of the Divine Day of that year was almost captured by the Divine Father.

The Bright Divine Clan, who believes in light, naturally does not have the slightest good impression of this Kuafu Divine Clan who is chasing the god day, and this entanglement has also been inherited by each of them with the inheritance of the two parties.

In the past, there was nothing to do between the Shentai and the Hanging Mountain, but it was because the immortals and gods had not returned, and now that time and space are chaotic, each has a new master, and naturally each has its own calculations.

Of course, Emperor Shenxiao was also ordered to act, and after taking refuge in the True God Clan, he was born a generation shorter than the True God Clan, and he was subject to many fetters, so he could only obey orders.

"You're good!"

The Sun Giant Emperor, who was wrapped in a strong silver light, almost converged into a substance of the killing intent in his eyes, like a heavenly sword, he shuttled through the void and fell on the body of the Shenxiao Emperor.

Although Emperor Shenxiao looked as usual, he also understood that he was hated by the Hanging Mountain Lord this time.

However, since some things have been done, there are sacrifices and gains, offending the Hanging Mountain, but they have also shown their faces in front of the Bright God Clan.

Just like this inspired ruin of the underworld, it caused turmoil in the world of the ruins, but it also let the human race know the location of the ruins of the underworld.

After a few breaths, the cold qi on the Hanging Mountain Lord's body gradually calmed down, and his eyes fell on the Huangquan Divine Boat, and in an instant, the two eyes collided in the void.

Qing Yanghuan squinted his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest change in his expression, but the confrontation that took place in this short moment also made him understand that whether it was the Shenxiao Emperor or the Hanging Mountain Lord, or the existence behind them, they all had a relationship with each other.

"Palace Master, what should I do?"

Feeling the increasingly fierce death in the secluded pool-like portal, Fu Tianque's weather-covered face revealed more agitation.

The ruins of the underworld that the Futian clan has been looking for for generations are right in front of you.

Qingyang Huan looked around, and the dead qi that rushed out of the portal of the ruins of the underworld had already turned tens of thousands of miles into a dead domain, without the slightest vitality, even if it was ten thousand daos, it was much darker in the dead qi.

Obviously, under the erosion of the long years, this fragment that broke away from the Great Netherworld has evolved into a world on its own, and even has its own operating rules.

It's hard to say, it was banned by the Hanging Mountain Lord at the beginning, and it was also deliberately done by this world.

Feeling the strong death qi, he was also a little difficult, this kind of power will inevitably attract the attention of the Quartet martial artists, and it will be difficult to keep it secret.

Call!

Taking a deep breath, Qing Yanghuan suppressed the agitation in his heart, and his eyes fell on the Hanging Mountain Lord.

"Congratulations, your Excellency, your dream has come true. ”

Although it is said to be congratulatory, there is no congratulatory atmosphere at all, for this feeling of being led, Qingyanghuan is very unaccustomed, but the ruins of the Great Netherworld attract the attention of all parties, which is something that cannot be covered up at all.

Regardless of the process, at least the Hanging Mountain's plan to pull him in succeeded.

"It shouldn't have been. ”

However, a hint of bitterness appeared on the corner of the Hanging Mountain Lord's mouth, and the matter was beyond his control.

It's okay to say that it's just the arrangement of the Father Divine Clan, but the appearance of the Divine Falling Sky makes him feel that the plan of the Father Divine Clan wants to awaken the Divine Lord, and it seems that there will be twists and turns.

The voice fell, and the Hanging Mountain Lord gestured towards Qingyang, and then his figure turned into a silver light and disappeared into nothingness, obviously not wanting to meddle in the affairs of the ruins of the underworld.

"Ah Huan, what does he mean by this. ”

The actions of the lord of the hanging mountain make people feel a little confused, but Qingyang Huan understands it, this is to leave a way back, leaving a glimmer of life for meeting again in the future.

It's just that next time, it won't be so easy to leave!

In the distance, a sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Luoxiao's mouth, and a ray of divine light flashed away, and it also disappeared into the dim dead realm.

"Without further ado, go. ”

Seeing the figure disappear in the distance, Qingyang Huan waved his hand, and the Huangquan Shenzhou erupted with a roar, crashing into the sky of dead air, and heading towards the entrance of the Netherworld.

The vision that erupted from the ruins of the underworld has a tendency to become more and more intense, which will inevitably attract the attention of all directions, and I believe that there are many strong people who are interested in the ancient artifacts created by the human race with all their strength.

The Huangquan Shenzhou walked forward against the rushing dead air, and one hundred and eight huge ghost sails hunted and hunted, but in the process of moving forward, two figures fell from the Shenzhou and headed outside, disappearing in the thick of the dead air in the blink of an eye.

Thundered!

The Huangquan Shenzhou suddenly crashed into the portal like a secluded pool, and suddenly seemed to fall into the quagmire of precipitation for thousands of years, and the viscous dead air was like silt, swallowing the Huangquan Shenzhou, and constantly sinking downward.

Not good!

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Ah Huan, hold on to the turtle master, there is something ghostly about to eat me. “

Gu Buxian shouted even more, and the sticky dead air drilled directly into his nostrils, and the slightest cold seemed to seal the blood and bones.

In an instant, it seemed that thousands of ghosts appeared in front of him, and countless phantoms walked by him, but this illusion disappeared in a flash, and an ancient burial ground appeared in front of Qingyang Huan's eyes.

"Huangquan Shenzhou is gone. ”

Gu Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, his eyes looked in all directions, and found that they were stepping on a dry and silent earth, the earth was cracked, and the cracks continued to ooze cold yin qi.

In the distance, the fog was thick, and with the martial arts realm under Qingyang Huan's eyes, they all felt foggy, isolated from people's peeping.

Jingle bells!

At this time, in the thick fog rolling in the distance, a crisp sound came, and a copper bell rang, the sound was crisp and pleasant.

A lone lamp flew in the mist, the size of the copper lamp was a foot, like a small copper hall, and a string of copper bells hung under the eaves of the four corners, and the sound of tinkling bells was made by the impact of the copper bells.

There was a faint flame dancing in the bronze lamp, and the illusory flame seemed to be extinguished with a slight blow.

The lamp system of the brass lamp was lifted high, but the person carrying the lamp could not be seen, and it fluttered from the thick fog.

Jingle bells!

The crisp bell made Qing Yanghuan feel that the spiritual world was vibrating with it, and there was an urge to go with it.

Spiritualist Lamp!

There is a way to the netherworld, and the soul is the guide!

Legend has it that the soul that enters the Great Netherworld will follow the spirit lamp and set foot on the Huangquan Road as long as it hears the ringing of the copper bell.

Airplanes!

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan felt that in the thick yin qi, countless shadows seemed to appear, and then the dense fog spread out to both sides like waves, and a ghost appeared from the dense fog.

The ghost figure was dressed in a gray-white beast robe, with several holes on it, and its feet were a foot off the ground floating forward, a pair of eyes were as red as blood, and a blood-red flower appeared in its pupils.

Flowers on the other side!

Blood-red flowers bloomed, thin petals bent, and solitary flower bones lay on thorny branches.

As if he hadn't seen Qingyang Huan, the ghost shadow floated past him, followed by the spirit lamp, and in this short moment, in the ghost fog tumbling in front of him, thousands of hazy ghost shadows appeared.

Men, women, and children, densely packed, close to each other, their feet hanging from the ground, and their eyes flashing with the bones of the flowers on the other side.

Every ghost figure didn't seem to see Qingyang Huan, and disappeared into the dense fog with the conjuring lamp.

"The flowers on the other side grow on both sides of the Yellow Spring, and there are marks of the flowers on the other side in the ghost eyes, obviously they have crossed the Yellow Spring Road. ”

"According to rumors, after the living beings fall into the underworld, they first go through the judgment of the ten halls of Yama, and enter the punishment of the eighteen hells, and those who start and finish well do not need to enter the eighteen hells, they only need to step on the Huangquan Road, walk across the Nai He Bridge, look at the past in front of the Sansheng Stone, and drink a bowl of Meng Po soup before entering the six realms of reincarnation. ”

Gu Buxian muttered to himself, and suddenly he jumped up.

"Hell!"

Looking at the turtle immortal who suddenly exploded, Qingyang Huan reluctantly withdrew his finger that knocked on his turtle shell.

It's too much of a reaction, hell, isn't this everywhere?

"So this group of ghosts is heading to Nahe Bridge?"

In contemplation, Qing Yanghuan followed behind the last ghost and walked towards the thick fog.

Jingle bells!

The crisp sound of the bell spread throughout the surrounding ghosts, and the dense fog seemed to have no end, and among the ghosts in the way forward, there were ghosts from time to time who dissolved into the invisible like rain and snow.

Da! Da! Da!

At this time, an old woman appeared in front of her, her silver hair was combed, her face was kind, she was holding a dragon crutch in her hand, leaning over, walking against the ghost with her crutches.

"Young man, are you here for me?"

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan felt a feeling of suffocation, sitting in the spiritual world and fighting his soul, almost being scared out.

The old woman's eyes passed through the ghosts and fell directly on him.

"Old body Meng Po, after drinking the soup, you are too angry, this will affect the balance of the six realms, if you are really reincarnated, something big will happen. ”

Holding the dragon crutch, Meng Po appeared in front of Qingyang Huan, her kind face melted, and a large purple gold bowl appeared in her hand at some point, and the bowl was gray, as if there were countless ghosts roaring and struggling.

"Come, drink it. ”

Meng Po held the big bowl and handed it to Qing Yanghuan, looking at him with a kind face.

ps I can only watch one shift at night, and the cold is a little worse in the afternoon, and I feel more in the morning, and I took some medicine in the afternoon and slept for a while, and I still have some headaches