Yan Ayasu, who went to see the Zizhu Tree with Feng Zhirong, was nervous, the closer she got to the Zizhu Tree in the past, the stronger the aura would become, but today she couldn't feel anything, she quickened her pace, almost running, and Feng Zhirong had no choice but to follow. The two of them ran straight for half a burnt incense, turned a few more corners, and saw a huge tree in the distance, the leaves were scorched and yellow, the hair was crumbling, and the dead branches were about to break at any time, and some of the roots of the tree rooted in the eighteenth layer of hell had protruded, like small mounds, and the big hole in the middle of the trunk was constantly flowing with black thickness. The Sacred Tree wouldn't be like this, and what kind of power would it take to make it like this.

Feng Zhirong, who had never seen the Divine Tree Zizhu, couldn't help but be surprised, not to mention Yan Ayasu, who had been practicing under this Zizhu Tree since she was a child, but she was not only shocked but also angry and questioned, the Divine Tree Zizhu was like the sun and moon in the world to the Netherworld, who was so ruthless to the Zizhu Tree, and how did she practice the magic power that was completely annihilating.

Yan Suyuan, who did not find Feng Zhirong on the other side of the weak water, had to return to the Netherworld Palace. As soon as he arrived at the palace, he ordered all the scary-looking ghosts to hide tonight, and called a few kind-looking ghosts to find Feng Zhirong.

After the arrangements were made, Yan Suyuan remembered that she hadn't said hello to her sister yet, so she hurriedly went to Huansha Palace. Of course, Yan Suyuan didn't see Yan Ayasu, and only the palace maid Bai Sha, who was waiting for Yan Ayasu's daily life, was hesitating and watching in the Huansha Palace.

Seeing that Yan Sukite was coming, Bai Sha knelt down and saluted, "Bai Sha participates in His Highness." ”

Su Kite raised her hand to signal her to get up, and then asked, "Sister is not in the palace?" It looks like you're waiting for your sister to come back. ”

"Your Highness, a few hours ago, the general took the girl from the Nuwa tribe to the Chenghuang Mansion to drink, and more than an hour ago, Bai Sha saw that they had not come back, and he was afraid that they would get drunk, so he sent the little ghost to the Chenghuang Mansion to pick them up, but the little ghost did not follow them, and the Lord Chenghuang said that they left after drinking."

"I'll go look for them, you rest first, and when they come back, I'm afraid you'll have to come and take care of them."

Before Bai Sha could salute and retreat, Yan Suyuan disappeared from her sight.

Although the Netherworld Mansion has eighteen floors, it sounds like it is very large, but except for the people of the ghost clan and the souls of the dead, the other gods and demons only stay on the first layer. Su Kite didn't think about it and ran to the intersection of the Netherworld, where there was a Forgetfulness Pavilion full of memories, as soon as she arrived at the Forgetfulness Pavilion, Su Kite naturally looked up at the sky, the clouds were thick, she couldn't see a star, and she didn't see them, but she felt a powerful aura surging from the direction of the Zizhu Tree. This is really unusual, and Su Kite didn't care about finding someone, so he rushed in the direction of the purple tree.

Su Kite felt that anger was getting stronger and stronger, although he had imagined all kinds of bad intentions, but when he saw the purple zhu tree that withered to the point of near death, he was still as shocked, angry and questioning as his sister Ayasu, but he was more worried about his sister Yan Ayasu. What he was most afraid of was that his sister would be sad, but since he was a child, he seemed to be even more angry as soon as he comforted her, and seeing Feng Zhirong comforting Yan Aya on the side, and it was quite effective, Su Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Kite walked up to Yan Aya Su and bowed deeply, "Sister, Su Kite is back." ”

Yan Ayasu said angrily: "You still go back to your Kunlun Ruins to clear the realm." ”

"Sister, Su Kite knows her mistake, I should go home to see it after I recover from my injury."

"Home? You still know that this netherworld is your home. Look at the Netherworld, it's about to be destroyed. ”

"Sister, no. Although the purple tree withered, it did not die, and the Netherworld would not be destroyed. ”

Seeing that Yan Ayasu was still angry and ready to speak, Feng Zhirong hurriedly held Yan Ayasu and whispered in her ear: "Sister Ayasu, there are priorities, you are not only the sister of Brother Su Yuan, but also the female general of the ghost clan. What's more, I was very happy to know that Brother Su Yuan came back, but it was not the right time to blame Brother Su Yuan for coming back, no, maybe he came back at the right time, after all, there are many people and great power, not to mention that he is a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, maybe there will be a way. ”

Feng Zhirong said to Su Yuan again: "Let's go back to the Netherworld Palace first, even if we stay here, it won't help, go back and check the classics about the Zizhu Tree, maybe there is something to do." ”

"What Sister Zhirong said is, you take your sister back first, and I'll take a look here, maybe there are any clues left by the evil thief."

Feng Zhirong nodded, and hurriedly left with Yan Ayasu in her arms. After Yan Suyuan transmitted the situation of the Zizhu Tree to Lingbao Tianzun, he immediately went to the eighteenth layer of hell where the Zizhu Tree took root, and he had to figure out the extent of the damage to the Zizhu Tree.

The eighteenth layer of hell is the lowest level of the Netherworld, which is guarded by the Ten Rakshasas and the Eight Demons. It is the land of heaven and earth to yin, and the aura is extremely heavy, when they were young, the ghost monarch never let them go to the eighteenth layer of hell, not only because of the mortal blood of Yan Suyuan and Yan Ayasu, but also because their cultivation is not enough vitality and not enough to protect their bodies, and the turbidity and cold qi will erode their bodies.

As soon as he stepped into the eighteenth layer of hell, Yan Suyuan felt that his essence was being eroded little by little. Yan Suyuan was a little shocked, thinking that his current cultivation should not be hurt by this turbid and cold qi, and then thought that it should be caused by that powerful aura. Yan Suyuan held his breath and calmed down, recited a few spells to form an enchantment around him, and then lit the soul guide lamp to attract the ten directions rakshasas and the eight directions of evil ghosts.

Seeing that the person who summoned them was very confused, the evil ghost Xingtian was very puzzled, his ugly and terrifying face seemed to be a little uneasy, and after staring at Su Kite up and down, he bent down and muttered a few words in the ear of the beautiful Rakshasa girl Qu Chi, who had been standing beside him with her eyes closed. Qu Chi stood beside the tall and strong Xingtian and looked even more slender, her eyes purred, she wanted to open her eyes, look at Su Kite, look at him with his blood flowing on his body, but the long curly eyelashes that drooped low, and the thin eyelids suddenly became heavy.

After struggling for a while, the Rakshasa girl lightly opened her thin lips as red as blood, and asked coldly, "What's the matter with His Highness Su Kite summoning us out. ”

"There is such a powerful aura in the eighteenth layer of hell, why don't you tell Uncle Jun?"

Why is it to tell Jun Chenghuang, could it be that the ghost monarch really disappeared hundreds of years ago, the eyes of the red-clothed Rakshasa girl who had been closed suddenly opened, her blood-red pupils slowly dilated, and she stared at Su Kite and said lightly: "Since we were imprisoned by your father in this eighteen-layer hell, we have not left the eighteen-layer hell one step, and we can only feel the turbidity of this heaven and earth now." I don't remember what kind of anger it is, what kind of cold breath, clear spirit qi, I don't remember what it is. Now that Yan Xiaoran is gone, it is time for our agreement to come to an end and leave this place where the ghosts don't want to stay. ”

"Aunt Qu Chi, Su Kite doesn't know the agreement between you and your father, in fact, Tianzun has found the missing fragment of the Soul Lock Cup, but it has not been completely repaired, and now you are the only one who can suppress the desire of the Demon to control the soul, Su Kite begs Aunt Qu Chi to wait a few more days."

"I really don't understand why you're so afraid of the Nightmare, he's just stubborn and playful. I could promise you a few more days, but you have to do something for me. ”

"There are some things I can't do, can my aunt say what? All you can do is do your best. ”

"I want you to do it."

"Auntie, can you tell me what's the matter?"

"I can't say it now, you just have to agree, it's an easy thing for you, and it's definitely not a hurtful thing to rest assured."

"I promised my aunt that it was. I'll take my leave, the Netherworld still has important matters to attend to. ”

"If it's a matter of anger, you have to go to the Nine Heavens to take a look, a few months ago, the Demon Demon began to talk about the spread of anger in the Heavens, not to mention that it was a sign of the arrival of the Demon Venerable."

"A few months ago? How can it be? I didn't feel anything unusual in Kunlun Ruins a few months ago, and even Emperor Lingbao didn't notice anything unusual until seven days ago. ”

"He can't lie, probably because he has the blood of the previous generation of Demon Venerable in his body, and he is more sensitive to the aura emitted by the Heavenly Demon."

"Can you let me meet the Nightmare?"

"Su Kite, I promised your father that you would never let you meet the demon again. You forget that time you nearly lost your life. ”

"It was when I was younger, but now it's different. What's more, the magic power of the Nightmare Demon is not as good as before, you just have to rest assured. ”

Qu Chi closed his eyes tightly, and his tone was decisive: "No matter what you say, I won't let you see him, I promised your father that I will do it no matter what, you can go." ”

Qu Chi waved his hand and disappeared in front of Su Kite's eyes. Yan Suyuan's words of farewell still fell on his lips and remained unspoken.

In Yan Ayasu's dormitory in the Netherworld Palace, Feng Zhirong looked at Yan Ayasu, who was still anxious in her sleep, at a loss. She didn't dare to imagine how serious it was this time, and she didn't know what she could do.

Yan Suyuan stood at the door, beckoned to Feng Zhirong, and motioned for her to come over.

"Zhirong, I must go to the Heavenly Realm now, and I must not leave the Netherworld Palace until I return."

"Brother Nether, how can I help?"

Yan Suyuan smiled, he didn't want her to worry too much, and replied gently: "It's good that you don't get angry with me, if you need help, stay with your sister for a few more days." ”

"Brother Netherworld, does the promise you made with me still count?"

Of course he remembers. He remembered that scene very clearly, the elf's weird crying girl, pouting, tugging at the corner of his clothes and kept saying: "Brother Nether, of course you have to protect me, I have to protect you when I grow up, you have to tell Zhi Rong if you are happy, and you have to tell Zhi Rong if you are unhappy, and Zhi Rong will also tell you, we will make an agreement." I don't just want to be protected by my brother in the netherworld, we need to protect each other and share weal and woe. My aunt said that this is the way it should be between brother and sister. So we have to reel in the convention. ”

He was a little surprised that she remembered that she was still young at that time. 'Share weal and woe and protect each other' That's just because he couldn't resist her at the beginning, in order to make her happy, Yan Suyuan had a trace of warmth in his heart, but he didn't need her protection, because he would protect her, he wouldn't let her be hurt in the slightest, so he wouldn't let her get involved in this incident anyway.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, I don't remember the previous agreement, and those are just childhood jokes, so you don't have to take it seriously."

Feng Zhirong didn't cling anymore, she smiled, although Yan Suyuan's words were indifferent, she could see that he was so deliberate because he was worried about himself, and he was still the warm Netherworld brother.

"I'm going back to the house to see Sister Ayasu, Brother Netherworld should hurry up and go to the Heavenly Realm, Sister Ayasu can rest assured that I'll leave it to me."

Yan Suyuan nodded, turned around and walked against the wind, disappearing from Feng Zhirong's sight in an instant.

Feng Zhirong was very surprised, she was worthy of being a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, her mana was so high at a young age, and her cultivation was extremely deep. There are not many people in the fairy world who can resist the wind, and only the master can resist the wind in the entire Kongsang, and the most powerful senior brothers can only soar through the clouds and mist, and most of them are imperial magic weapons, but the one in Shushan is a sword immortal, and no matter how powerful the algorithm is, it can only be a sword, because once it is cultivated into a sword immortal, the sword qi will be integrated with the soul. Although Su Ziche is worshipping under the Kongsang Gate, practicing the spells of Kongsang, but the foundation of the practice is still the swordsmanship of Shushan, he and his saber Jingqing Sword have long been indistinguishable from each other, for the blind Ziche, the Jingqing Sword is almost his eyes, go where he wants to go, kill demons, feel the aura around him, the only thing that can't be done is not to see the colorful world.