Chapter 142: Meet the Immortal Monarch!
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In the gloomy hall of the underworld, a hollow and crisp sound echoed, and boots collided with stone slabs, from far to near. The Immortal Monarch sat on his throne comfortably crossed Erlang's legs, shaking the wine glass in his hand, but not a drop of the wine in the wine glass swirled.
"What a White Tiger Heart, Ten Thousand Golden Tiger Hills, a good murderous trick with a thousand cuts, Xiaobai, you really surprise me constantly, long time no see, have a drink?" The Immortal Monarch's face was as pale as ever, and his red lips looked as if he had just sucked blood. As he spoke, his eyes did not look at Rahu, but kept staring at the Xuanguang Mirror in front of him, and the scenes in the Xuanguang Mirror were all pictures of Rahu instantly defeating the Assassin of the Underworld on the bridge of the mainland.
Putting down the wine glass, the Immortal Monarch applauded softly, echoing in the Shadow Monarch's Palace, where there were many Underworld killer guards in the shadows, and it was clearly audible.
"I can't figure it out, why did you leave the underworld, is the old immortal of the demon knife really better than me?" The Immortal raised his eyebrows and looked at Rahu with a bit of banter, looking at the head of the ghost in Rahu's hand.
Rahu's chest rose and fell, he tried his best to regain his strength, and after eight consecutive days of sleepless running and a battle that was definitely not a small cost, it was the most terrible thing to say that he could still talk and laugh.
Or ...... Is it because of the crow you were going to kill? I really don't understand, in the end, not only did you not kill your target, but you got along with him, which is something I didn't think of and couldn't figure it out. โ
As soon as Luo Hu raised his hand, he threw the head of the ghost into the darkness, and wiped his hands indifferently: "I don't understand, it's like fate, when you reach this realm, you must be able to understand the kind of things I can't understand, you understand what I want to express." โ
"Ahhh, you're talking about that bit of in reincarnation? I don't understand, reincarnation can't be talked about, who knows which family your wife was a popular brand in her last life, and the bride is extremely romantic every night? Then again, if this kind of thing happens, it's a fucking good thing. "The Immortal Monarch is still as unobtrusive as before, and his mouth is open.
Coughing heavily, Luo Hu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes shot out: "Then I'll make a long story short, I'll talk about it later, the demon knife wants you to launch it with all your might, enter the Dala in the underworld, and cooperate with Wumeng to launch a full-scale war, he hopes that the Yuan royal family will also intervene to completely destroy the Dala royal family, so that the Yuan royal family can completely control the Dala State, there is no negotiation, no mediation, you just kill people." โ
"What if I say no? One royal supreme subordinate, one thug is enough, why do we need another to compete with us for the limelight? "The Immortal Monarch is making bad jokes for the old disrespect, he himself doesn't particularly care about whether Wumeng wants to return to the Yuan royal family, anyway, the black power Wumeng in Zhongzhou won't take it to heart, this is a group of idiots who put revenge in the first place and their brains are full of muscles, where do they know how to compete for benefits such a high-IQ behavior?
"Hey," Luo Hu sneered: "I don't understand what the demon knife said, but I know you can understand - if you don't cooperate, the Yuan royal family of Dala Prefecture won't get any benefits, and he won't need you to take action, at that time, Wumeng will return to the Demon Sect with the Shadow Seven Killing Technique, and the Qingfeng Gate will reappear in Kyushu, and the Demon Sect will naturally have the strength to pull the Dala Lin family off the horse and turn the world upside down, and then your headache will not be one Wumeng, but the entire Demon Sect." โ
"Click." The Immortal's hands were so hard that he shattered the armrest of the throne without realizing it. Luo Hu looked sideways and saw the smashed handrail that was grabbed by the hands of the Immortal Monarch.
"He's talking about the Shadow Seven Killing Technique, Qingfeng?"
Luo Hu nodded: "Have you heard?"
"Hey, the seven strongest branches of the Demon Sect with knives stirred up the Demon Sect back then, who doesn't know who doesn't know? The Demon Sect personally chased and killed the seven branches that defected from the sect, and after fifty years, the Red Flame, Lanchuan, Ziji, Jin Ling, Huang Dang, Qingfeng, and Lu Yang who disappeared were gradually forgotten by the world, and everyone thought that the Shadow Seven Killing Technique was taken back by the Demon Sect, but I didn't expect that the demon knife was actually the heir of the Qingfeng Luo family, Luo Qingling? I really didn't expect it, no wonder I always felt that his blood crow ghost dance had an abnormal smell, no wonder the underworld mess pen and the ghost monarch were always pressed, it turned out to be the demonic nature of Qingfeng Gate, you have been hiding for so many years, and you are so anxious that you actually want to pull the Lin family's jade and stone to burn, what a demon knife, what a Wumeng! The Immortal Monarch laughed, and a spiritual sense split into two and circled for two weeks and went in two directions, one side went straight to the Dala Prefecture, and the other fell in the direction of the Nine Dragons Hall in the Central Capital!
"I kind of figured it out, why the demon knife wants you to run back to deliver the letter tired, if this guy's spiritual sense transmission is stopped by someone with a heart, even if we help, Wumeng will not be able to live! After all, he was once a member of the Demon Sect, and everyone was punished. The Immortal Monarch stroked his palms and laughed, he was once depressed and unhappy because he couldn't defeat the Blood Crow Ghost Dance of the Demon Sword because of the exercises he created, and today Luo Hu brought such an important information that made him very happy - if he can't beat it, he can't beat it, after all, he is the descendant of the Qingfeng Gate, and the Blood Crow Ghost Dance may be the exercise derived from the "Qingfeng Shadow Knife", the most terrifying thing about a person is not blood, not a special personality, but the demonic nature that may push a person into a demon at any time! What the Demon Sect is best at is turning demonic nature into power, like an arm!
This kind of power will inadvertently get out of control and destroy the world!
In the midst of the laughter of the Immortal Monarch, a sharp blade surrounded by the golden dragon fell from the sky, turned around in the Hades Palace, and transformed into a man with a vague face.
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"Understood." The Immortal Monarch respectfully bowed to the departing sword, got up with a smile, his whole body was shocked, the huge coercion spread, and the sound of the order rolled like thunder in the sky above the headquarters of the Hades: "Spread my order, all the Hades kings of the eight states will return, and after leaving enough defense forces, all of them will gather in the center, we will wait for the Yuan Emperor to protect the dragon and guard the whole army, move with the army, break through the bridge of the mainland and go straight to Dala State, the damn!"
The shadows were about to move, the sound of breaking through the air was incessant, and the Immortal's guards departed to convey his will to the remaining sixteen Immortal Kings.
"Just now?" Luo Hu was very interested in the golden sword, with the air of the emperor but no supreme majesty, like a bandit who became the emperor by plotting the dynasty, how strange is it to have such a contradictory side?
Hades shook like a slug whose bones had been pulled out, and his soft hand was on Rahu's shoulder, and the excitement on his face was overflowing. Luo Hu was stunned, he clearly felt a cool spiritual power transmitted into his body through the palm of the Immortal Monarch, helping him recover his physical strength and consume too much spiritual power. A warm current flowed through his heart.
"Yuan Huang, the current Yuan Emperor Daoyi! He is the only one who can run around Kyushu so boringly with the Zhenguo Heavy Weapon Yuanlong! It's not easy for this Yuan Emperor, he has stayed in the expeditionary force for fifteen years, and he has learned all the good and bad, but this kind of bandit emperor is more likable, isn't it? The Immortal Monarch evaluated Yuan Daoyi without any scruples.
Luo Hu nodded noncommittally: "Compared with the emperor, bandits are easier to deal with."
"Yes." The Immortal Monarch nodded with a smile, agreeing with Luo Hu's point of view, bandits are not as grinding and chirping as the emperor and have to care about whether the dignity of the royal family is damaged, he only cares about how much benefit he has to do for himself. Something you like, grab it! Which woman did you fall in love with, rob it! Whose property did you fancy and rob it! What is morality? It's all bullshit in front of interests!
"Let's talk about it, which branch of the Lin family stabbed the demon knife's ass and actually made the demon knife crazy, this is really uncommon." Hades looked at Rahu with a gossipy face.
Luo Hu squinted his eyes and sighed helplessly: "The black crow is a disciple of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, betrayed the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, and I planned to cross the Dala Prefecture to return to Wumeng, and met Prince Rong's cub Lanling Hussar General Lin Tian's younger brother who blocked the road and robbed, and after the black crow lost an arm, Lin Tian chased and killed us, and the empty crow made a move to stop it, and was killed by Prince Rong."
"Black Crow, is it from the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace? That's not right, how could Yan Tiannan be a disciple of Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace? Shouldn't that be surnamed Yun? Could it be a pseudonym? It's not right, is it necessary for the disciples of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace to change their names! The Immortal Monarch felt dizzy and couldn't understand Rahu's words.
"No regrets, his surname is not Yun, his surname is Feng." Rahu paused twice before telling the Immortal King about the matter.
The Immortal Monarch was silent, he was trying to recall everything about the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, after all, everyone's well water does not interfere with the river water, and a group of big men don't need to marry or anything, just know the overall strength, history, and background, there is no need to worry so much.
"The wind does not regret...... The wind does not regret...... Wind, no regrets, wind! Hades' eyes burst into essence, and he almost jumped: "Impossible! The inheritance of the Wind Soul Hall has been extinct for eight hundred years, how can there be anyone who can inherit the inheritance of the Wind Soul Palace! โ
Luo Hu looked at the Immortal Monarch quietly, and told him with his eyes that if he didn't regret it, he would be the inheritor of the Wind Soul Palace!
"Innate Wind Spirit Root, Innate Wind Spirit Body! There is still such a pure spiritual root in the world! Hades' breathing instantly became heavy.
Rahu pointed at himself, silent.
"You, Innate Golden Spirit Root, Gengjin Holy Body! Why are you leaving! "The Immortal Monarch remembered that Luo Hu resolutely broke away from the underworld, and held his breath in his chest, almost fainting, why did the innate spirits run to Wumeng! Simply give up the top spot of the killer forces to Umun!
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