It's hard to say what kind of scene this is, the pure white tower with miserable white arms is like a scene from hell, and the combination of the layers of arms is like a wriggling maggot, and just looking at it makes Zheng Fang shudder.

Fortunately, it was shrouded in the moon-white light emitted by the World Editor, and even if it kept struggling, it couldn't break free, so that Na Senbai's arm couldn't grasp Zheng Fang's side at all.

"I don't even dare to come out of the body" Kasumi was about to open his mouth to mock, but he didn't expect the world editor in front of him to suddenly tremble slightly, and the moon-white light that swayed out suddenly became extremely dazzling.

At the same time, a layer of blood mist-like flames suddenly burned on Zheng Fang's body, and a faint layer of blood-red light burned at the same time as the moon-white light of the World Editor.

The ruby necklace began to beat like a heart, and once again it flew out of Zheng Fang's shirt automatically, pulling Zheng Fang's head in the direction above the Tower of Babel.

Zheng Fang looked up and was stunned.

On the Tower of Babel, on the steps of the ring tower, the black-robed weeping and mournful face monster he had seen before appeared again.

It seemed to be looking for something, and its head kept turning, glancing around.

Beside it, there was also a white-robed monster that Zheng Fang had never seen before, it was wearing a black smiling mask, and it was also looking around with the same eerie and terrifying glances, as if it was also looking for what the black-robed weeping face monster was looking for.

"Messenger of the Underworld? Black and white impermanence!! ”

"Why are you here!!"

"What are they looking for!!"

The managers who also saw them screamed in disbelief.

"You know them?" Hearing this, Zheng Fang hurriedly turned his head curiously and asked the managers.

"The little white dragon can see it too?" Shensi asked.

"Are you talking about those two black-and-white-robed monsters?" Zheng Fang asked.

Suddenly, the three managers all turned their heads to look at Zheng Fang.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Fang asked confusedly, did he say something very strange?

"That's black and white impermanence! Messenger of Hades! Why do you see it? Shen Si asked thoughtfully.

"It told me." Zheng Fang pointed to the ruby road floating in front of him.

"I see, I guess I understand." Shensi glanced at the ruby and pondered.

"I get it too!" Shenxing also glanced at Zheng Fang, but it was looking at the other gem on Zheng Fang's neck, the blue earth model necklace.

"I originally thought that the "tourist ticket" was a big demon weapon, but now it seems that it is not as powerful as we thought. ”

"This is not necessarily, although the little white dragon has passed the trial of the "travel ticket" and obtained the qualification to travel through different worlds, but like the other twelve monsters, it can't be controlled at all, so we don't know its details at all, how can we guess randomly. Shen Si also glanced at the earth necklace around Zheng Fang's neck.

"What are you talking about? Now is not the time to talk about this! How can black and white impermanence be here? God roared at the sight of unknown reasons.

"Yes! I also want to know what's going on! Zheng Fang also echoed suspiciously.

"It's nothing, you don't really have to worry too much." Shen Si pointed at the black-and-white-robed monster and said: "Those two monsters are called Black and White Impermanence, they are the Apostles of the Underworld, looking at them like that, they should be looking for the little white dragon!" ”

"Because the Tower of Babel is downward, it is said that it goes straight to the underworld, that is to say, this is the intersection of the living world and the death world, they must have smelled the breath of the little white dragon, a reincarnation smuggler, and they want to capture the little white dragon back to the underworld."

"What then?" Although Zheng Fang didn't know why he was alive, he didn't want to die.

"Don't worry! Although they can appear here, and make the Tower of Babel make this scene, but life and death are different, they can neither leave this place, nor can they touch us."

When Zheng Fang heard this, his face couldn't help but change drastically, and he said that those two monsters couldn't do without the Tower of Babel, but he had clearly seen the black-robed crying monster in the candy house before!!

Shen Si didn't see Zheng Fang's face, he still shook his head with a smile and said, "Compared to it, I'm more worried about Xiao Bailong, you turning back on the road to heaven." After all, compared to the illusory messenger of the underworld, the remaining power of the Great Youkai is dangerous."

"Little White Dragon, what's wrong with you?" Seeing it, he saw Zheng Fang's sudden change in face, and hurriedly asked.

"I said, if I'm not mistaken, I saw that black-robed monster when I was in the candy house before!!" Zheng Fang said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the three managers suddenly froze.

"Are you sure you're right?" Shen asked solemnly.

"You shouldn't be wrong."

"Then it's a big problem!" Shen Si's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Little White Dragon, go to the human world!" Don't come back! When the power gems left over from your previous life can still protect you, take the silver train from the human world again, leave this world far away, and never come back! ”

"What are you talking about?" I don't understand it.

"You don't understand! Legend has it that the messenger of the underworld can leave the Tower of Babel! However, the price to be paid is unimaginable, so if the Apostles of the Underworld leave the world of the dead and appear in the world of the living, it will only be a case if they are hunting for extremely important fugitives. Shen Si looked gloomily at the black and white impermanence on the Tower of Babel and said: "The little white dragon was raised by us, although I don't know if he was really an ordinary human in his previous life, but it doesn't matter!" If caught by the messenger of the underworld, the legendary eighteen layers of hell are no joke!! ”

"Damn it! It must be a blame! ”

Shen Sizhi gritted his teeth and gurgled: "The little white dragon is not very special at all, there must be a legendary-level existence that escaped from the underworld, and then blamed its breath on the little white dragon's body." Do you understand? ”

"But you're just guessing, aren't you?" God asked.

"Do you believe me, then?" Shen Si looked at Shen Jian and Shen Xing and said in a deep voice.

Shenxing thought about it, but nodded.

Shenjian thought about it, and also nodded.

Shensi turned his head to Zheng Fang.

"I don't quite understand, if you misunderstand, you just need to explain it clearly." Zheng Fang said with some doubts.

"According to legend, the messengers of the underworld cannot communicate."

"But that's just a legend."

"Little White Dragon, you are too naïve!" God saw a look of hatred and said: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, let's run away first!" In case it's true, do you want to go down to eighteen layers of hell! ”