"My dear brother, I haven't seen you for a few months, I miss you to death!" A red-skinned [human] two meters tall and smiling all over his face stood in front of the ghost gate.

Ye Zhong ignored the other party, took Zhang Xiaoqing, and continued to walk forward.

There are as many as 100,000 righteous sons in hell, and most of them, Ye Chong has never even seen them. The one in front of him, he knew, but the relationship between the two was not very friendly before.

One of the Witch Spirits' crown princes.

Wu XVII.

The Witch Clan is the controller of Thunder!

About 300 million years ago, the revival of the aura of the [Witch Spirit Star] went out of control, and the entire planet was forced to merge into the higher plane [Hell], and the Witch Spirit Race migrated here and became one of the resident races of Hell.

"He's ...... Your brother?" asked Zhang Xiaoqing, a little frightened, but full of curiosity.

"That's right. ”

"I'm his brother. ”

"Nice to meet you. ”

Wu Qiqi stepped forward with a smile and wanted to shake hands with Zhang Xiaoqing to say hello, but Ye Zhong raised his arm and blocked between the two.

"Get out!"

Ye Chong's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Don't be nervous. ”

"Although I have a soft spot for the taste of you earth humans, I will not tear my brother's woman into the oil pan and fry it. But I have to say that this little girl has a slender figure and very little oil under her skin, if it is steamed...... It must have tasted delicious. ”

Wu Qiqi licked his lips as he spoke, his eyes on Zhang Xiaoqing's body, looking at him unscrupulously.

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaoqing hid behind Ye Chong and felt that her scalp was numb.

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear?!" Ye Chong tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Wu Seventeen, full of hostility.

The 100,000 crown princes of the undead clan are all in competition, and there are no rules to limit this kind of competition. [Old man] just looks at the ranking of the [Crown Prince List], whoever has a high ranking will have a greater say in the undead, and the race and power represented behind it will be able to get more resources.

So......

Like Ye Chong, he has no real skills, and he relies on the "little white face" who is favored by the [old man], and naturally, he has become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of other crown princes!

"Tut-tut......"

"The temper is still so short-tempered. ”

"Now, the brother's polite words have been finished, and it's time to get down to business. ”

"If you want to return to the Yang Realm alive, hand over the Yin Tiger Talisman, with your current strength, you are not qualified to have it. ”

Wu Seventeen's face changed instantly, revealing a hideous face.

"Silly Bi. ”

Ye Zhong muttered to himself.

He didn't pretend to be forced, he really thought that Wu Seventeen was missing a string in his head.

Recently......

[Old man] helped him return to yang.

Pass on his [Rakshasa Immortal Secret].

Borrow him [Yin Tiger Talisman].

Make him the king of Hades!

One by one, the favors are obviously beyond the scope of treating the [Crown Prince]. There is no love in the world for no reason, so [old man] must have a plan. Ye Zhong just didn't have the ability to refuse, otherwise he would have dumped the hot potato of [Yin Tiger Fu] to others a long time ago.

"The cultivation is gone, and you're still so crazy! Do you think that with my righteous father in the cover, I won't dare to kill you?"

"Naïve !!"

Wu Seventeen raised his right hand, his spiritual power fluctuated, and blood-red lightning flashed between his fingers, and the lightning went straight into the sky, causing the nearby wind to sweep, the blood cloud to roll, and the thunder roared!

The ancestor of the Wuling clan controls the power of the Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment, and he is just right.

But in hell, there is no such cultivation condition, so after 300 million years of descendant reproduction, the racial talent of the witch spirit clan has been transformed into a red blood thunder, a kind of yin thunder full of evil power!

"Let's go. ”

Ye Zhong directly chose to ignore it.

Zhang Xiaoqing was already frightened, so naturally whatever Ye Zhong said, she did whatever she did, and hurriedly followed.

"You kid......"

"There's no one in sight!"

"Aren't you going to take revenge? I'm going to destroy your body right now, and see how you can return to the yang world!"

Wu Seventeen gritted his teeth, and the red blood thunder fell with a bang!

Ye Chong's reaction was very fast, and he threw Zhang Xiaoqing to the ground and protected him in his arms at the first time.

"Huh?"

"It's so secure. ”

"Suddenly I felt ...... If...... It's actually quite good to die like this. ”

Zhang Xiaoqing was facing the sky on her back, and was pressed under Ye Zhong's body, just in time to be able to see the scene of the red blood thunder falling violently. In an instant, everywhere I looked, there was a crimson light, and the thunder was rolling, like a landslide and the ground cracked. But in Zhang Xiaoqing's heart, she was not afraid at all.

On the contrary, it is ......

It's a little sweet!

[Hell] is the main plane, and there are countless subordinate worlds attached to it, including those who cultivate immortals, those who cultivate gods, those who practice martial arts, and those who awaken...... The division of various cultivation methods is very confusing.

Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Starlight, Titan.

This is a power system divided according to the degree of aura recovery, and it is the general standard for the division of strength in hell and even in the heavens and all worlds.

The earth is currently in the initial stage of the revival of the aura [Wild Age]. If it develops at a normal rate, it will take about two hundred years to enter the next stage of Reiki recovery, the Black Iron Age. At that time, the Earth will complete the first planetary awakening, and its volume will expand tenfold.

Wu Seventeen's strength is located in the Black Iron Rank, which is equivalent to the Yuanying Monk among the Huaxia cultivators. In his opinion, with Ye Chong's current unpopular strength, even if he was not directly split by the red blood thunder, his physical body would definitely not be able to be saved. Without a physical body, you can't cross the ghost gate and return to the yang world.

But what about the result......

The raging sea of thunder quietly dispersed.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it was bombarded in a mess, but Ye Zhong was safe and sound, and even Zhang Xiaoqing in his arms was not hurt in the slightest, but his pretty face was slightly flushed.

[Trigger]: The first lightning strike.

[Reward]: Lightning Punishment!

Ye Zhong slowly stood up, not only was he not injured, but his physical strength increased rapidly, improving a lot.

Everything is the work of [Soul Calming Formula].

Ye Chong's whole body, a total of 129,600 acupoints, like 129,600, absorbing energy collectors.

Wu Seventeen's red blood thunder is indeed very strong, but its energy output power per unit area is still a little lower than the efficiency of Ye Chong's energy absorption.

So......

Within ten meters of Ye Zhong, a vacuum area of energy was formed, and there was no thunder at all.

The weight of a leaf is like a battery.

Wu Seventeen's red blood thunder's current was too small to burn it, but it helped him charge a lot.

"Wu XVII. ”

"I didn't want to deal with you, but this time you are looking for your own death, so it's no wonder that I'm going to blame!"

Ye Chong's eyes were gloomy, his voice was cold, and he slowly raised his right hand, and his fingers shone with azure thunder power, full of heroic righteousness. This is exactly the reward he received for [the first lightning strike] - lightning punishment!