Not Zhou Mountain, the first heavy imperial court.

Click!

King Wen was surrounded by a rich majesty, a tortoise shell was suspended in front of him, the tortoise shell showed a deep purple, with his urging, overflowing with a hazy look, engraved with mottled traces, overflowing with the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

At this moment, it was this tortoise shell that made a cracking sound, and a clear crack pierced through this palm-sized dark purple tortoise shell, and a breath of destruction burst out from the crack.

"Not good. ”

King Wen danced wildly, windless and automatic, and a pair of vicissitudes burst out of his eyes, staring at the cracked tortoise shell.

"Ancestor, you've only been back for a few days?"

Holding the tortoise shell in his hand, it was broken into two halves of different sizes, looking at the broken tortoise shell, King Wen's eyes showed a touch of regret, such a tortoise shell blessed by the luck of the human race can only appear every 10,000 years at least.

......

Thundered!

In the underworld, the blue light that penetrates the sky and the earth directly penetrates the heaven and earth of the dim world, bursting out from the depths of the dim mountains, until it reaches the top of the sky, and a green dragon is like a god in the scorching blue light, dancing between the heaven and the earth, the momentum is fierce, and the majesty is unparalleled.

"My Heavenly Dao enshrined the Qinglong of Dongfang Town, the times have changed, and today I will re-enter the WTO to help the general trend of heaven, earth and human race. ”

"Edict!"

The magnificent sound of heaven sounded in this dim world of heaven and earth, like the sound of thunder rolling and exploding, and I saw that the dull heaven and earth in the east of the world were suddenly supported, and the distance that could not be seen clearly because of the accumulation of rich yin qi before gradually became clear.

The depressed rich yin qi was propped up to the top of the sky, and for a while, in the entire underworld, there was a trend of the east heaven and earth being high and the south, west, and north being low.

"I'm ...... I am the central town of the world Qilin, and today I have entered the WTO to help the general trend of heaven, earth and human race. ”

The Moyu Qilin also incarnated into tens of thousands of zhang in size, like a pitch-black Shenyue standing in mid-air, supporting the central heavenly dome.

"Edict!"

At this moment, the heaven and earth in the entire Great Netherworld Realm roared, because of the addition of the Qilin, the original space-time pattern of the Eastern Highlands rose again, and every breath was accompanied by a roar.

"Edict!"

At this moment, Gu Buxian, who was lying on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, suddenly let out a roar, and a blazing purple light burst out from his body, turning into a blue and purple divine light in the void, rushing towards the north of the netherworld.

The purple light manifested a large pillar with mottled traces, which held up the somewhat low sky dome in the north.

At this moment, the entire underworld presents a pattern of high in the northeast and low in the southwest, and the yin qi in time and space has evolved into wind and waves, and countless ghosts and wild ghosts have been involuntarily blown by the strong wind manifested by the yin qi.

In a trance, it was like the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and the yin qi began to gradually dilute in the chaotic time and space, no longer accumulating together like viscous mercury, and began to drift between heaven and earth.

Some of the mixed turbidity in the yin qi gradually sank, fell into the depths of the undulating mountains, and converged into the yin qi big lakes and rivers, and the light yin qi turned into clouds and mist and drifted between the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were slightly closed, a wisp of purple light was burning at the center of his eyebrows, and he was holding the Seal of the Treasure of Yama in his hand, and the breath on his body was silent, falling into a kind of ethereal.

Airplanes!

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a clear light burst out of his eyes.

"Today, Qingyang Huan, a descendant of our human race, in order to rebuild the underworld, temporarily replace the responsibility of the Yin Si Yama with his flesh and blood, and in the future, the heaven and earth will be peaceful, and the underworld of my human race will be rebuilt, and the seal of Yama should be returned to the humane sequence. ”

"Edict!"

In an instant, above the dim underworld, a great will descended, and the purple qi evolved like clouds and mist into an ancient and vast world, and countless Taoist human figures appeared in this evolved world, evolving the reproduction of the years.

"My Qingyang temporarily takes the position of Yama, and humanity can learn from it!"

Whoa!

In the next moment, the purple qi suspended above the Netherworld Realm split into four, and they submerged towards Qingyang Huan, Qinglong Meng Zhang, Moyu Qilin, and the purple mottled pillar like a thigh in the north.

"Town!"

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed a touch of killing, and he held the treasure of Yama in his hand and walked towards the illusory passage on the other side of the Nai He Bridge.

Thundered!

With his guidance, the green dragon Meng Zhang and the Moyu Qilin burst out with great power one after another, heading towards the illusory Jialuo path, and the divine light converged in mid-air, forming a divine wall, suppressing the illusory path.

For a time, the underworld was peaceful!

......

Eighteen hells.

In the depths of the last hell, there is no imaginary darkness and dampness, but an eternal divine light shrouded in terrifying figures, sitting on the ground covered with gold bricks, trying their best to show their compassion.

Each statue has its palms and paws folded, reverently chanting Sanskrit sounds.

Airplanes!

At this moment, in the golden hall in the depths of hell, a slight abnormal sound sounded, and a ripple swept in all directions like a wave, and the figures close to the outside of the hall were all hit by the ripples, and their souls were scattered.

Far from terrifying the ghosts behind them, this scene exuded a longing, as if those dissipated figures had really ascended to the Elysium Eternal World.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a majestic sound came from the depths of the main hall, and a golden beam of light pierced through the eighteen hell time and space, hitting the extreme of heaven and earth, but at the end it was blocked by a multi-colored divine wall, and no matter how bright the divine light was, it could not burn through this divine wall.

"Valanda Gasha, immediately return to the kingdom of Gara, and there is a change in the underworld of the human race. ”

"Obey the Lord's law. ”

In the magnificent hall, a figure wearing a purple gold robe bowed, and then reopened the obstacle of the eighteen hells, turning into a streamer and disappearing.

......

At the same time, the kingdom of Gara, the modern Shakya Nyorai, walked down from the sacred mountain of Gara, flew out of the kingdom of Gara, and met Vajanda Gasha beyond the vast starry sky.

"Your Holiness, please stay. ”

......

"Meet Your Excellency. ”

In the underworld, the Yin Hall of the Equal King, Qingyang Huan temporarily summoned the people of the underworld here, and at this moment he temporarily took the position of King Yama, which made many ghosts in the underworld have awe in their hearts.

In charge of the Yama Seal, blessed by the luck of the human race, at this moment he has the right to kill and seize ordinary Yin Si ghosts, and he can seal some ordinary Yin Si ghosts and use them to operate the underworld.

In this regard, Qing Yanghuan made a simple attempt and found that he, who controlled the seal of Yama, was currently able to seal the middle-level ghost of the underworld like the bull head and horse face, but because the underworld was broken, he could not go to seal it.

"The Holy Beast has entered the Netherworld Realm, attracting the blessing of humanity and luck, and isolating the prying eyes of the outside world, Meng Po, Black and White Impermanence and others must implement the previously discussed extinction plan as soon as possible to see if it has any effect. ”

"No. ”

Waving his hand to let the ghosts retreat, Qingyang Huan stood in the palace of the King of Equality, the main hall was very empty, only the big pillars carved with the Yin Dragon, the jumping ghost fire lamp, and the cold stone chair in the center.

Shaking his head, not thinking about the Equality King who was missing, Qingyang Huan pulled his expression back.

Because of Emperor Jialuo, these days, he has had a feeling of tiredness for no reason, as if he wanted to take a break.

At present, in the world of ruins, the powerful forces on the bright side have disappeared, and only the immortal clan is left, but the emperor has explained that there is a battle between the true god clan and the divine clan, and the immortal clan may still have a cross-bar, at this time, don't stimulate the immortal clan, let them eat dogs best.

"Ah Huan, if you want to completely operate the underworld, you need a lot of ghosts. ”

Gu Buxian rushed into the main hall from the outside, he had just turned around in the underworld, and there was a flower on his head, red as blood, delicate and delicate.

"Ah Huan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Qingyanghuan didn't respond to him, Gu Buxian couldn't help but be stunned, Qingyanghuan looked like this, he had never seen it before.

"Ah Huan, I think we should also rest. ”

After a long time, the turtle Buxian spit out, in the past hundreds of years, he has run from east to west, from the southern wilderness to the eastern wilderness, and then ran to this land of ruins, and he has not lived well.

"It's okay, I need to retreat for a while, and digest the gains of these days, there is Emperor Futian in the Guixu World, and he can handle some things. ”

Stunned, Qingyang Huan said loudly to the turtle immortal.

"Okay, with the turtle master here, you can go to retreat with peace of mind. ”

Gu Buxian nodded solemnly, but the pupils in the depths of his small purple eyes flashed with excitement, and the turtle master could finally take power!

"When you get out, Master Turtle will definitely give you a surprise, haha. ”

......

In the next few days, after Qingyang Huan and Sheng Yan lingered for a while, he entered the Divine King's Palace for retreat, and in the ruins of the Ancient Eastern Desolate God Palace obtained on Buzhou Mountain, he got a lot of creation, and he needed to digest it well.

There is also this time that the emperor who resisted the Jialuo clan hard, and crashed into the realm of war and magic under the crisis of life and death, these need to be sorted out carefully.

As for the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, she has returned to the Lingteng Star Domain, her luck has not yet been fully formed, and now it is the rise of the great era, and the luck is vigorous, it is the era of martial arts, and the martial arts rely on the luck of the clan to advance to the martial arts realm, and they can be promoted quickly.

Therefore, the Holy Lady Heavenly Maiden was ready to clean up the Spirit Vine Star Domain, and then with the help of stabilizing the Spirit Vine Star Domain, she could truly break through the Emperor Realm.

As for Uncle Turtle, he started to run the underworld in place of Ah Huan, and he was very busy.

......

Time passes, a hundred years in a blink of an eye.

"You say, why is the world so quiet?"

On the huge Xuanwu armor outside the Divine King's Palace, the turtle is not an immortal lying on his stomach boredly, Ah Huan can't come out of retreat, and the green dragon Meng Zhang and the Moyu Qilin have also fallen into retreat because they have entered the underworld and received the blessing of human luck, leaving him alone.

So boring!

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