"Second brother, these four areas can be regarded as the real Death God Palace, the area is larger than the Soul Suppression Realm, the one you see above can only be regarded as its gatehouse, and the big hole in the center is the Stygian Spring, but because this layer of the Underworld was broken by the Hades, the Styx River has also been cut off, resulting in a sharp decrease in the water of the Styx Spring every day. Ding Cong said.

"What about Huangfu Feng and Cang Su Lan?" Yang Ling asked.

"I've gone back to the town with me to recuperate!"

"What about the Nether Demon Flower?" Yang Ling asked again.

"I went out with Tutkamon some time ago, saying that I was looking for some ghost!" Ding Cong said.

Yang Ling let go of his divine sense, and in an instant, a black and oppressive building complex appeared in his mind, the area was really quite large, but most of them had collapsed, and there were countless underworld tribes living in it, many of which exuded a very violent aura, and Yang Ling even felt the leaders of the underworld who he had met in the town god star at the beginning.

The scope of the divine thought continued to expand, and then Yang Ling finally saw clearly a huge broken celestial body floating in the endless pitch-black void, one of which was extremely chaotic in terms of spatial rules, large pieces of fragments were constantly shaking in the void, and a river like a heavenly river spanned a range of hundreds of millions of light years, surging behind the layers of void.

It seems that this is the bottom of the underworld that was shattered by Hades and the River Styx that was dug up.

Yang Ling didn't dare to continue to expand his divine sense to check the shape and situation of the underworld, once he was noticed by a certain deputy god or even the main god, and even the other party would be abused into scum without any action at all.

In the underworld, there is almost no breath of life, but there is indeed life, which makes Yang Ling feel very incredible.

And Yang Ling also regretted a little, Nima spent a month, and really saw the underworld but was full of disappointment, in such a lifeless world, let alone live for hundreds of millions of years, let alone live for a few years, it is estimated that he will become the same as Ding Cong if he stays for a few years.

In the next few days, Yang Ling, under the leadership of Ding Cong, took a general look at the area where the Death God Palace was located, and also searched for the whereabouts of the big tiger Bai Zhantang and the Netherworld Demon Flower, but he didn't find it, and then he didn't bother to stay any longer, and the two of them spent another month returning to the Town God Star.

Yang Ling thought that there was no point in Ding Cong continuing to go to the underworld, so he simply gave up the authority of his second city lord to Ding Qiang, and then asked Ding Cong to also mine and upgrade, just enough to make up the number of guardians for eight.

Ding Cong was very excited to thank Yang Ling's eighteen ancestors, and happily drove the minecart away, according to his words, he had stayed enough in the place where birds don't in the underworld, and he would rather starve to death as an ordinary person on the earth than go.

This has been going back and forth for more than two months, and more than two hundred years have passed in the compass space.

After sending Ding Cong away, Yang Ling hurriedly entered the compass space and appeared at the location of the Tree of Life.

More than 200 years have passed, and according to time, the child born by Lingchu should also grow up.

There are many wooden houses under the big tree of life, hidden among the green trees and flowers, which look harmonious and natural.

Many spirits live in it, gathering food and living in peace.

There is a separate courtyard covering an area of more than ten acres by the small lake, the flowers and plants are in full bloom all around, several breaths of the Taoist realm are hidden around the courtyard, there is a simple and elegant wooden house in the courtyard, a few girls of the spirit clan are trimming the flowers and plants in the yard, and there is a guy in the middle who makes Yang Ling's face black, that is, the cheap son Yang Tiansheng who he picked up, obviously this goods has grown up, and from time to time sneaks a girl's ass to eat tofu, and several spirit girls continue to laugh.

"See Young Palace Master," Han Qing suddenly jumped out of a big tree like a ghost and bowed.

Yang Ling nodded and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Young Palace Master, it's very safe here, and there are no accidents at all. Han Qing hurriedly replied, and then said with a bitter face, "Young Palace Master, you should transfer me to the Spirit Realm to fight, it's too boring here!"

"Okay, you go, I'll transfer Tanna over as a guard!" Yang Ling nodded indifferently.

"Ga~" Han Qing, who didn't have time to show a smiling face, almost fell to the ground, and said with a sad face: "Young Palace Master, you are too ruthless!"

Yang Ling pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard and walked in with a twitch.

"See the master!" A group of spirit girls who were playing and playing saw Yang Ling coming in, and they were all frightened, and they quickly knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to come out.

And when Yang Tiansheng saw Yang Ling, his face changed, and he suddenly turned around and ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Stop, run again, be careful I break your legs!"

"Dad~" Yang Tiansheng shuddered and quickly stopped, turning around to reveal a bitter gourd face.

"If you don't play with your sister, what is it like to wander around all day, I'll teach you a lesson later!" Yang Ling snorted coldly and walked towards the wooden house.

Yang Tiansheng looked at Yang Ling's back with a confused expression, and it wasn't until Yang Ling walked into the wooden house that he let out a long breath and escaped from the courtyard, and touched a few handfuls on the chest of a spirit girl before leaving.

Han Qing helplessly looked at Yang Tiansheng, who disappeared in a puff of smoke, and couldn't help but complain, this father and son are both virtuous, messing with women everywhere, for Mao He only likes one Tanna, but the master still has to put it in the pot domineeringly, and he doesn't eat it and doesn't let others eat it, it's too much.

"Crunch~"

Yang Ling pushed open the wooden door, and saw Ling Chuxin, who was wearing a white dress, was sleeping on the bed, revealing snow-white calves under the loose skirt, his skin was like condensed fat, exuding a faint luster, his beautiful and flawless cheeks had a faint flush, and her waterfall-like purple curls fell down from the bed, and her sleeping posture was extremely peaceful.

Yang Ling gently walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, his hand stroking her head, feeling the tenderness of her hair and a faint fragrance.

Ling Chu's neat and slender eyebrows moved slightly, then he opened his eyes, and after seeing Yang Ling, he held his hand and whispered very lazily: "Ling, you are back!"

"Hmm!" Yang Ling nodded and said with a smile, "What about our daughter?"

Ling Chuchu was stunned for a moment, then showed a hint of playfulness on his face, took Yang Ling's hand and stroked it on his lower abdomen and said, "It's still here!"

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, and his face showed great surprise and said, "How come, why haven't you been born for hundreds of years!"

Ling Chuchu sat up, leaned on Yang Ling's shoulder and said, "I don't know, but don't worry, she is very healthy and will not have any problems! ”

Yang Ling picked up Lingchu Chu and leaned on his arms and said, "I heard that pregnancy is like this, just pay more attention to rest, and tell you to eat whatever you want, and replenish your nutrition more!"

Ling Chuxin nodded and said gently: "Recently, I heard that Tiansheng said a lot of delicious things, lobster hot pot, roasted dung fork, chicken head lotus seed soup, as well as poisonous mushroom soup, red stewed wild spirit chicken, I heard that eating chocolate in the rain is also very good......"

Yang Ling: ......