This voice is very heroic, and the momentum is extraordinary, and it is majestic!

Wang Zun looked at the owner of the voice.

Duan is a handsome man with a heroic appearance and a tall figure, wearing shiny armor, and the cloak of the bag is obviously not windy, but he can wave it, so he is not chic, and he is holding a jade box in his hand.

After speaking, he ignored Wang Zun and the beautiful man and entered the palace.

"The Seventh Prince, it's Tianpeng Zhenjun!"

Which old Wang Ba looked at the majestic and god-like mighty man, and muttered in a low voice, "This guy is generally in the sky, pestering the fairy of the Moon Palace, why is there Yaxing today, coming to the underworld?" I'm afraid it's ......."

The beautiful man Ao Cang frowned and did not speak, but sighed deeply.

"She must have come to pursue Sister Mo, she is in a high position, ranked in Da Luo, and her appearance is on par with Fairy Na'e...... Alas..."

Ao Cang was silent, "It's okay, as long as Sister Mo is happy, let's go in first, and I want to talk to her about things." ”

Finally, he glanced at Wang Zun and slowly walked into the palace gate.

Outside this Hades Palace, it is strange to say that there are no ghosts and gods guarding it...

When Wang Zun heard the beautiful man's words, he was very curious.

Pursue?

Oh, isn't this Hades a man?

What kind of canopy is this, it won't be a base, right?

"Old Wang Ba, this Lord of Yama, shouldn't he be a mother?" Wang Zun followed behind the beautiful man and asked with interest.

"Vulgar! fuck off, you're the old king!"

Lao Wang Ba glanced at Wang Zun with disdain, "You mortal, you are really ignorant, Emperor Yan is a peerless immortal of the first rank in my Three Realms, ruling the Six Realms of Hell, sitting on the supreme position, and covering the Three Realms with majesty! ”

"Oh..."

Wang Zun nodded, didn't ask much, and continued to play his game.

——

Inside the palace of Hades.

Bang!

Stacks of booklets fluttered in the air.

"Take it away, take it away, RB Jun is not interested in it today, whoever is showing me these things, I will cut whom!"

A cold, crisp voice came from the top seat in the main hall.

Below, many hellish spirits and gods knelt on the ground, prostrate and motionless.

"Eh, the emperor is sick again, this has been backlogged for several months, and the souls of the dead who have not yet been reincarnated are about to circle the underworld. ”

At the forefront, a ghost with a long brush in his hand and a black face sighed.

"Ahem, I said Brother Judge, what is the emperor's illness?"

The black and white impermanence made a look and asked.

I remember that a few years ago, when she first inherited the throne of the old emperor, she worked diligently and kept the huge Ten Directions Hell in good order, and the immortals all admired her..."

The judge rubbed his chin and muttered, "I don't know how this year has come to be." If only there was a way..."

"By the way, old judge, my brother and I have been thinking about it and found a miracle doctor for the emperor. Maybe we can cure the emperor..."

Black and white impermanence coughed twice and laughed.

"Divine Doctor, where did you come from? Heavenly Court? Impossible, which Immortal Doctors of Heavenly Court have been here a long time ago, and they all say that there is nothing wrong with it. I don't see the problem..."

The judge was surprised.

Black and white impermanence was about to speak, but at this moment, a bulletin sounded outside:

"Emperor Yu, Tianpeng Zhenjun is here, you ......"

"No, get out!"

Before the little ghost of the report could react, he was stunned.

Staying where I am for a while, I don't know what to do...

"Ahem, Mojun, I'm here to bring you a gift this time. Don't rush me away yet, if you eat it, your condition will definitely improve..."

Tianpeng Zhenjun came uninvited from outside.

A powerful momentum, like mercury, filled the entire palace.

Countless incumbent ghosts and gods in hell lowered their heads one after another and looked at him respectfully.

Heavenly Court is a god, a sailor in charge of the Tianhe River, a henchman of the Queen Mother of Yaochi, and one of the core powerhouses of Heavenly Court... Although in terms of identity and strength, it is slightly inferior to Emperor Yan, who leads the six realms of all beings and is in charge of reincarnation, but it is not too far behind.

Tianpeng Zhenjun has a lovely smile, although the momentum is outgoing, but it is full of smiles, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

He looked at the woman on the throne in the distance, and his eyes showed a little admiration and admiration.

Which is a woman casually dressed in a long black dress, with neat long hair, casually falling behind the seat.

She lay on the chair, her slender legs leaning on the armrests of the chair at will, her head tilted, looking at the ceiling of the palace with a look of lovelessness and boredom.

The appearance is really amazing, and the momentum is not inferior to Tianpeng Zhenjun, and even stable.

However, looking at the age, it is very similar to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the mortal world.

"Do you think I'm sick?"

The girl Emperor Yan's eyes didn't even move, and her voice was flat but with a supreme majesty.

"Natural ......"

Tianpeng Zhenjun coughed a few times and said, "Why don't you take a look at my gift first?" ”

"Heh... Scold... Scold... Huh"

The maiden Emperor Yan made an extremely human voice, "A nine-thousand-year-old peach, is this kind of gift very rare?

"......" Tianpeng Zhenjun blushed.

It has long been rumored that although this Emperor Yan is a must in the Three Realms in terms of strength and talent, he is also a must if he is extremely difficult to get along with!

Nine thousand years of ripe peaches, I don't know how many immortals in the sky don't have them, and I can't ask for them!

The peach orchard of Our Lady of Nayaochi has only grown for 3,000 years, and there are no ripe for 9,000 years.

This peach was stolen by him from the Jade Emperor......

Many ghosts and gods could only be stunned when they saw that even this Tianpeng True Monarch was stunned, and they all fell silent, not daring to speak out.

At this time, another imp came to report:

"Emperor Yu, the seventh prince of the Dragon Palace said that he has something important to say to you..."

"Nope... Forget it, let him in. ”

The girl Emperor Yan frowned, she wanted to say get out, but she still changed her words.

She thought that her predecessor Emperor Yan, that is, her father, had a good relationship with the Dragon Palace, so her tone was still a little soothing after all.

The little ghost floated out in fright, and after a while, the beautiful man Ao Cang and his party walked in one after another.

The seventh prince Ao Cang is even better than Tianpeng Zhenjun in terms of appearance.

He walked out of the sedan chair, looked at the girl Emperor Yan on the throne in the distance with a worried face, and said with concern:

"Ink... Yan Jun, is your illness better?"

Suddenly, as soon as he spoke, the temperature of the entire palace was extremely low!

"Sick, sick, your whole family is sick! What's the matter with you? Say get out of here!"

The girl Emperor Yan glanced at him coldly.

Hearing this, Ao Cang was suddenly overshadowed, and just said softly: "My Dragon Palace is the treasure, which Zhenhai God Needle was recently stolen by a demon monkey, which demon monkey's strength is all over the sky, and it has turned my Dragon Palace upside down, you want to be ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by the girl Emperor Yan:

"Your treasure has been stolen, don't worry about my, such a thing, you can just find a shrimp soldier and crab general to talk about!"

"It's... I just wanted to come and see you. Ao Cang said in a low voice.

"Okay, now that you're done, you can get out. “

Hearing this, Ao Cang sighed softly, looking lonely.

The ghosts and gods were terrified.

These two great gods must have strength and strength, status and status, background and background, and appearance and appearance... It's a pity that under the majesty of the emperor... It's miserable!

"Aren't these just two licking dogs?"

Standing at the back, Wang Zun, who had just walked into the palace, found it quite interesting.

"I didn't expect these immortals to have licking dogs. ”

Wang Zun pondered, "Sure enough, licking dogs is really everywhere. ”

Well, on second thought, it's nothing wrong with me, I'm here to heal.

He looked at the girl on the throne in the distance and seemed to know something.

At this time, the black and white impermanence suddenly saw Wang Zun's figure, and quickly walked out ecstatically and said:

"Emperor, my brother and I want to introduce you to a divine doctor, who can definitely cure your illness...... Poof..."

As soon as the two brothers came out, before they finished speaking, their bodies flew out upside down, lying half-dead on the side.

"Black and white impermanence, you ghosts and gods are supposed not to excrete those mortal filth, why do I see that your head is full of those pickled filth?"

The girl Emperor Yan withdrew her hand and looked at the black and white impermanence coldly, "Two waste things, you also think I'm sick?

Black and white impermanence trembled, and did not dare to speak.

It's going to be bad!

Lord Yan, it's just that oil and salt don't enter!

I'm afraid I won't have a chance to make a move!

"Hahaha, black and white impermanence, the miracle doctor you two little ghosts are talking about, could it be the mortal I just saw outside?"

This is, Tianpeng Zhenjun sneered, "I'll just say, how could he be a mortal to enter hell, it turned out that you made a ghost! You two are so funny, you two are really funny, you actually found a mortal to treat your emperor, say it, I'm afraid I will laugh off the big teeth of the immortals!"

Hearing this, which girl, Emperor Yan, looked even colder.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded:

"Wait, I'm not here to heal you. “

Whew!

As soon as the voice sounded, countless lines of sight instantly locked on Wang Zun!

The girl on the throne, Emperor Yan, also set her eyes on Wang Zun, and said coldly:

"Oh, what are you here for?"

Wang Zun closed his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke:

"I'm here to play with you. ”

As soon as the words came out, the hall was in an uproar!

"Presumptuous!"

"Rude!"

"It's ridiculous, the emperor is busy with affairs, what qualifications do you have to say such things!"

"Sure enough, it's a mortal, greedy for pleasure, come to the ghost, get him out for me!"

"A mortal wants to be with the emperor... Shameless!"

......

The ghosts and gods talked a lot, and they were furious, and they all looked at Wang Zun angrily.

One day, Peng Zhenjun laughed so much that he almost fell from mid-air.

Even Ao Cang couldn't help but smile a little.

"This mortal really doesn't know the height of the sky, and he dares to say such things to Emperor Yan, looking for death and not looking at the day!"

Prime Minister Gui Cheng sneered, "Playing with Emperor Yan? Does he have any qualifications? He dares to offend the monarch, in the eyes of the old minister, I am afraid that this son will be directly searched out by Emperor Yan and refined into a puppet to set an example!"

Ao Cang nodded slightly: "With Sister Mo's character, it is very likely that she will do this." ”

After speaking, he looked at Wang Zun with a little sadness.

Mortal, too small.

However, just when everyone thought that the girl Emperor Yan would be furious, they suddenly heard her say lightly:

"Interesting, come over and tell me, what are you playing?"

What a bland tone... Vaguely, with a sense of eagerness and excitement...

Suddenly, all the ghosts and gods present, as well as immortals such as Tianpeng Zhenjun or Ao Cang, were petrified.

I couldn't believe that this could be what Emperor Yan said...

Wang Zun walked up calmly, nothing happy, nothing afraid...

The calm seems to have been expected.

Of course, he had expected it......

This young girl Emperor Yan, who rules the six reincarnations of the underworld and millions of ghosts and gods, is obviously a disease.

Adolescent Rebel Syndrome!

As a peer, Wang Zun couldn't know better.