"Sacrifice to the Netherworld!Burn the Eight Souls!" Holding the staff in both hands, the Phantom Priest prayed to the void, his dry white hair fluttering in the wind, a majestic momentum rising from him, and an expression of urgent need for mana nourishment appeared on his face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The first priestess raised her bowl above her head and poured a white glow into the Nether Fire, the soul of a creature that had been locked up for days and had reached the standard of sacrifice.

Squeak -

The soul met the Nether Fire and let out a piercing scream, but there was no way to escape the tragic fate, and the flames quickly consumed the soul, and at the same time gave birth to a white qi that rose into the air.

The second and third priestesses poured their bowls into the center of the altar one after another, allowing the souls in them to be consumed by the Nether Fire, and there was no trace of pity on their faces, only indifference.

The Soul Immortal King stared closely at the movements of these priestesses, and he knew that once this sacrifice was completed, it would be a complete result, irreparable, irreparable, and irremedy.

He always had a feeling of panic, as if a disaster was about to befall him, but in this secluded city, it was still calm as usual.

The fourth priestess raised the ritual weapon above her head, and the priest faced the altar with a look of fanaticism and anticipation!

Suddenly-

In the dark world, a black light swept through like lightning, and all living beings felt the strong wind rushing towards them, as if they were about to split this world in half!

The frenzy in the eyes of the priest was stunned, the priestess's movements also stopped, and the Soul Immortal King felt a chill through his bones, and his whole person was trembling uncontrollably!

After an eerie silence, from the other side of the distant secluded capital, there was a terrifying loud noise!

The rumbling sound struck from under the deep feet, and the entire Netherworld began to tremble, shaking continuously, countless buildings crumbled, and countless Netherworld masters flew into the void, fleeing in all directions like flies.

The rift started from one end of the city, the huge ravine stretched endlessly, and the vast secluded capital city was cut in half under an irresistible force!

Click, click, click-

The crack in the ground stretched all the way to the altar, causing a chaotic exclamation, and all the priests screamed and fled, and the entire altar was shrouded in endless smoke and dust, and most of the Nether Fire was extinguished!

"Bastard...... Who is it, who dares to ......" The ghost priest just roared out half a sentence like thunder, and then he stopped and swallowed back.

In the void, a robe flying figure held a giant axe, staring coldly at the world below, that cold gaze made the ghost sacrifice more chilling than the Emperor of the Underworld, as if a single look could turn him into ashes!

"Ah-it's him-" The Soul Immortal King was terrified, his worst fear had finally happened, his deception had not been concealed for even a day, and he was seen by this emperor-level powerhouse!

One can imagine how frightened the Soul Attachment Hades King was at this moment, offending a strong man in anger, and he had no room for maneuver.

Ye Fan's gaze swept over and quickly fell on the hand of a priestess.

In the bowl in the priestess's hand, the soul that bloomed was the person he wanted to find after searching the immortal realm and the eternal hope mountain range, all over the netherworld!

In an instant, there was a sour feeling in his heart, extremely happy, extremely excited, he was not late, God favored and merciful, so that Tang Lingxue went through countless calamities, and finally escaped the tragic calamity, this time, it will be the last time she will experience suffering.

The figure was illusory, and Ye Fan snatched the bowl from the priestess's hand!

"You ......" The Priest pointed at Ye Fan, an old face with orange peel shaking.

Ye Fan looked at the Soul Sacrifice coldly, then at the Soul Holding Hades King, shook his head, and the eternal realm spread out in an instant!

All the figures near the altar are frozen!

"I believe you, I thought that you were the king of Hades, and you believed in your words, but I didn't expect you to be a hypocritical villain, so you can reincarnate ......" The cold divine voice came into the mind of the Soul Immortal King, and a big golden hand slapped from the air, and the beat containing the pure power of the Immortal Emperor brought the breath of death, so that the Soul Immortal King, who was accustomed to the cycle of life and death, stared at his eyes, and there was nowhere to dodge, unable to resist, so he could only wait for death.

Hum -

A humming sound rose from the darkness of the dark capital, and then a swirling white mang spun in a circle and slashed towards Xianyuan's big hand!

Poof!

This white mang cut off Ye Fan's immortal yuan hand, and the remaining momentum did not disappear, and he fled towards the dark void in the distance, leaving a distant whistling sound.

The sudden appearance of the white mangs indicated that in the hidden capital, there was a master who had made a move, Ye Fan squinted his eyes and raised his eyes into the darkness, could it be the Emperor of the Underworld?

"Destroy my secluded capital and hurt my people, aren't you the first, people in the fairy world, are they so arrogant and unreasonable?" At the end of the darkness, a woman's coquettish voice floated.

That must be the Heavy Underworld Emperor Bai Yuxiang!

Ye Fan has scavenged the souls of the two inspectors, and has learned a lot about the Netherworld, the Emperor of the Underworld, Bai Yuxiang, is the only empress in the Eight Domains, her cultivation is average, she likes to wear pure white feather clothes, but her style of acting is not so innocent, this empress palace is said to have accepted hundreds of men for her enjoyment.

The darkness and smoke dispersed on both sides, and a woman dressed in white as snow walked out of the void, which seemed incompatible with the dark atmosphere of the Netherworld, and was extremely dazzling.

This woman with black hair coiled high like a pine, dressed in a snow-white feather coat, is the master of the heavy underworld, the Emperor of the Underworld, Bai Yuxiang!

In the skull-ridden netherworld, he suddenly saw a stunning beauty, but it was very eye-catching, but it was just a surprise, Ye Fan looked at the appearance of the Underworld Emperor up and down, and there was no longer any fluctuation.

Compared with the beauties of the fairy world, Bai Yuxiang is still too much worse, and even she can't compare to many women in the cultivation realm, her beauty is limited to the underworld where beauties and resources are scarce.

"Bendi never does anything arrogant and unreasonable, you first ask your subordinates if they have committed sins. "Ye Fan is not afraid of the Emperor of the Underworld, but he also doesn't want to do a senseless fight, he has found Tang Lingxue, this is the biggest gain of this trip.

Bai Yuxiang walked in the void and smiled, "Yes, I guess it's the fault of the Secret Sacrifice and Fan Fan, but since you have destroyed my city, you must always give me an explanation, the little woman can't be bullied casually." ”

"I'm leaving, can you stop me?" Ye Fan sneered.

This Bai Yuxiang's strength is probably about the same as that of the Dao Immortal Emperor, even if he can't beat her, at least he can leave with his hands.

"Of course you can go, but can you guarantee that your relatives and friends will not be lost in the future?" Bai Yuxiang smiled very lightly, hooked the corners of his lips, and revealed a mouthful of jade teeth.

Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and he understood the voice of the Emperor of the Underworld, as long as he dared to leave, in the future, if his relatives and friends would fall and his soul would enter the Netherworld, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape the encounter of being destroyed!