"Lord Hades, someone from the divine realm has visited. "The first prison master waited for a long time by the Lethe River, and Fuso came by himself. This is the upper reaches of Lethe, and since Hades found the bribe-taking captain by the river, almost all the people downstream have seen Fuso, and later someone upstream made a boat to ferry himself but not people.

The person who came had been waiting for a long time, and the first prison master saw that Fusang was absentmindedly holding the boat and respectfully waiting on the other side, and he waited for Fusang's boat to dock before he spoke.

Fuso nodded. Bowed respectfully to the location of the Hades Palace.

His heart is not born with a sense of color, but he always remembers what should be remembered.

The first prison master also gave his hand, his eyes darkened, the old Hades still lived in his heart, but after this heart was tortured, the old Hades fell asleep, and another person lived in, becoming the most terrible king of the underworld for a long time, this kind of surrender is a surrender with respect and distance.

The man in the dark green cloak watched the scene from afar.

It is rumored in the heavenly realm that the Hades of this generation is a powerful character, and even today, the realm cannot completely master him. Now that Ping Jiuxing Jun believes, a person who can hold feelings in his heart and can see openly, when he doesn't care about the people around him and his own life and death, this kind of person is the most terrifying. No matter what he does, he can forgive himself, so he can hardly see through his weakness.

The old Hades rescued him from Heaven and helped him sit on the throne of Hades, but he could also kill decisively if he really blocked him.

The goal is greater than everything.

This kind of person prides himself on being affectionate and ruthless.

"Lord Hades, don't come unharmed. Ping Jiu spoke first and took off his hat.

"What are you looking for me?" Fusang sat down directly, looking condescendingly at the First Prison Master and Heping Jiuxingjun, and the momentum of the two places instantly differed a lot.

In the face of the truly strong, that kind of submission is instinctive. The First Prison Master respectfully retreated to the side, and Ping Jiuxingjun resisted the urge to kneel.

"Ping Jiu's trip is to ask Lord Hades to help me find someone in Ya'an Realm. Ping Jiuxingjun arched his hand, and the hatred in his heart rushed to his eyes, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He still has reason, and there is still a person in Ya'an Realm that he taboos, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.

"Who?" Fusang's eyes narrowed.

Ping Jiuxingjun took out a painting

The First Prison Master presented it to Fuso.

"Does the Hades know the Destiny of Heaven?"

Fuso raised his eyes and motioned for him to continue.

Ping Jiuxingjun paused, this was a relatively old story, and he didn't know where to start for a while. After a little thought, he has the direction of the narrative.

"On the eve of the collapse of the first generation of Heavenly Court, a god suddenly appeared in the heavenly realm, he was the first generation of the Lord of Heavenly Court from the human world, originally just a scattered immortal, he was obtained by people, the history is still shallow, originally there was nothing unusual, but the legend is that he can peep the destiny of heaven, at that time the first generation of Heavenly Court has seen the prospect of decay, the Emperor of Heaven Zu Li specially sent people to the world to find him, hidden in the shadows, for the first generation of Heavenly Court to seek a glimmer of life. ”

Ping Jiuxingjun's originally steady breath hurried with this narrative.

Seeing that the hatred in Ping Jiuxingjun's eyes gradually became heavier, Fusang glanced at the first prison master and motioned for him to continue.

"It's a pity that what he got after peeking into the heavens was that the first generation of Heavenly Court was weak to return to the sky, so he was erased from the divine status, seized the immortal body, and directly entered the reincarnation path. "The first prison master wanted to interrupt Ping Jiuxingjun several times, this matter is not a secret today, those things that you think God doesn't know and don't know, but it will backfire, and in the end everyone knows.

"So what?" Fuso held the picture in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Everyone knows what is in secret, but they have almost forgotten what is on the surface. Ping Jiuxingjun laughed at himself, and continued: "Back then, Zu Li asked him to come to Heavenly Court, in fact, not to be Zu Li's guest of the scene, but to send a person to the divine status. ”

Fusang has probably guessed the direction of the story, it is nothing more than someone who is willing to sacrifice himself and send Ping Jiuxingjun into this high temple, it is nothing more than some things from the past, and thousands of years, Fusang is curious about the purpose of Pingjiuxingjun now.

"What's going on with this picture?" Fuso asked, these things don't seem to be directly related to this picture at the moment.

"I used his Destiny Disk and found where he was. "Ping Jiu Xingjun has already listed various reasons on the map, as long as he is still in the reincarnation path, his stars will not be completely extinguished, so Ping Jiu Xingjun is sure that he is dead, and his soul is destroyed.

Ping Jiuxingjun said his guess, and Fusang thought for a moment.

"You have to remember, it's just once. ”

The evil smile under Fusang's mask was that he knew what Ping Jiuxingjun wanted.

Dense sweat appeared on Ping Jiuxingjun's forehead, and he also knew that there was only one favor between them, and this time he paid the price for.

This first-generation Heavenly Court has obtained a way to spy on the Mandate of Heaven, but in the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, nothing can collapse overnight.

The people of heaven have countless fates in their hands, but who holds the fate of those who claim to be gods?

Fusang sat quietly for a while after Ping Jiuxingjun left, and then looked at the Hades Palace, when someone rescued him from the hands of the second generation of Heavenly Court, what he did was this anti-heavenly thing, even if it was the body of a god, there were few who could afford the price of this anti-heaven, 1,500 years ago, some had already suffered the karmic consequences of the anti-heavens, and the remaining people who had not reached the karmic results were inevitably more stable in these 1,500 years.

Ping Jiu Xingjun used the Heavenly Mandate Disk to demonstrate to him that the soul of the Long-Separated Divine Monarch was destroyed, and it should be in the Ya'an Realm, and it was in the Hanging Ridge.

Hanging Ridge!

Fuso suddenly thought of this address and thought of something.

"What else do you know about the long absence?" Fusang looked at the First Prison Master.

"I'm afraid that there are not many people in the entire Heavenly Realm who know about that Divine Monarch, and I also heard the old Hades King mention it by chance, after all, it is the matter of the first generation of Heavenly Court, and it is too long. Old Hades should know something. The first prison master heard Fusang suddenly ask him, thought for a while, and then tentatively said the old Hades, and saw that Fusang did not react, so he continued.

They followed the old Hades for a long time, all the way in order to send Fusang to today's position, the old Hades was first suspicious of many in the divine world, and then gave Fusang the secret method of cultivating in the underworld, after Fusang took the throne, he went to the river canal, and stayed in the dark for eight hundred years, but that is the price, the price of the anti-heaven The old Hades can afford it, but the last price is actually the person who cultivated it with his own hands and sealed him with his own hands.

Fuso took a deep look at the First Prison Master.

The first prison master suddenly covered his chest, and he forgot what kind of heart this righteous punishment was.

He lost his words.

Fusang turned around and left, there were not many people left in the first generation of Heavenly Court, but there were many people who knew about the first generation of Heavenly Court.

After a while, the pain in his chest slowly became lighter, and the first prison master looked at the direction where Fusang had left, his face gloomy.