It's cold, and the ground is deep.

In the cell, the huge roar of the nine-headed serpent resounded. His huge body was bound by the blue thread, and he couldn't break free.

More than a dozen monks in white robes lined up. Among them, there are the monks of the Heavenly Dao, and there are also the refiners of the Lanxi Valley. The first is the main cow flower of Lanxi Valley.

"What do you damn Zhou people want?"

The nine-headed snake was restrained all over its body, and it couldn't use a trace of Lingqi, so it could only roar unwillingly.

Niu Xiaohua glanced at the hideous nine-headed snake and sighed slightly.

"Such a powerful demon soul can also be caught, that Yuan Demon named Nian Xianchen's ability is really not small!"

Niu Xiaohua didn't say much, spread out her hands, and the spirit qi turned out and shattered into a faint halo, like a ring of broken stone formed by the stars.

In that layer of light, the aura gradually expanded, and more than a dozen white-robed monks behind Niu Xiaohua chanted words.

Secret words were stacked and surrounded the cell, like a fire, and the halo gradually expanded, slowly enveloping the nine-headed snake demon soul.

The demon soul wanted to resist, but the halo was unhurried and entangled the demon soul. The more the Hydra tried to resist, the tighter the halo wrapped.

Eliminate its intelligence, transform its original heart, reshape its body, and change into a ghost.

The eyes of the nine-headed snake, which were originally fierce, gradually drooped down one by one, becoming dull and docile.

The halo contracted, and the demon soul of the nine-headed snake gradually shrank, and finally turned into a round ball of light.

At that moment, the door to the cell was opened.

Yang Xian was dressed in a big hat, holding a feather fan, and gradually walked to the center of the cell.

In the Netherworld, except for the palace of King Zhang Hai underground, the other eight prisons are all deep underground, one prison on top of the other, each not connected, but a whole, only connected by the outer plank road.

This cell was in the depths of the first prison, Yang Xian came slowly, and everyone saluted.

"Lord!"

Yang Xian waved his hand, walked to Niu Xiaohua's side, and saw that she took out a knife and lightly cut it on Yang Xian's finger.

A drop of blood floated in the air, Niu Xiaohua waved lightly, a gust of wind surged, and the drop of blood flew into the ball of light, gradually submerging.

A roar erupted from the calm cell, which was not expected by everyone.

The surface of the ball of light rose and fell, as if something was trying to break through. Niu Xiaohua frowned, and at this moment, a remnant soul of the nine-headed dark snake came out of the ball of light and saw Yang Xian.

"It's you, it's you!"

The anger is not over, and the remnant soul has already surged towards Yang Xian.

"My lord, be careful."

When everyone was shocked, Yang Xian shook the feather fan lightly and did not move.

Niu Xiaohua tapped between her fingers, and an orchid-like floating light came out, stopping the fierce soul in the air.

The two collided, and everything returned to calm.

The more than ten white-robed monks continued to refine, and the water and fire in their hands came out, and they disappeared into the ball of light one after another.

The dark water is the inside, the fire is the base, the water and fire are dwarfed, and the ball of light suddenly formed a chaos.

I don't know how long it took, but the color of the ball of light turned gray, and its appearance slowly froze, like a dry mud.

The huge body of the Ghost King fell from it, revealing a gloomy color on the outside, bulging bones, containing water and fire inside, and carrying nine heads on his shoulders. This ghost king has a strange appearance, and he looks extremely ugly and vicious.

He walked towards Yang Xian step by step, without a trace of murder, and knelt down respectfully.

"Subordinates, see the lord!"

"Ordered you to be the nine-headed ghost king, and lead this prison."

"Subordinates obey!"

The Nine-Headed Ghost King possessed all the memories of the Nine-Headed Serpent, including his fighting abilities, but he looked at and inherited all of them with the attitude of a stranger.

The Ghost King is the leader of the Ghost Pawns and the top combat power. The preciousness of the Ghost King is not actually his strong combat power, but the resourcefulness, scheming and means of the previous master, but he has completely become another creature.

What's more, the Ghost King can transform the ghost pawn and establish a complete ghost pawn system of his own.

In the huge Netherworld Prison, the God Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Sea Clan who are being imprisoned at this moment are all in the first prison guarded by the Nine-Headed Ghost King.

After this incident, Yang Xian did not leave here, but continued to go down from this first prison, along the rock wall plank road, and walked to the deepest part of the Netherworld Prison, outside the palace of King Zhang Hai.

The bronze gate slowly opened, and in the midst of the enchantment, Luo Wuyi opened his eyes.

He looked at Yang Xian, then at the nine-headed ghost king behind him, and sighed softly.

"The Nine-Headed Serpent?"

Luo Wuji saw the thinness of the roots of the nine-headed ghost king, and the demon soul trembled slightly, and then returned to its original state.

"The prime minister is really amazing! The old guy was caught too. ”

Yang Xian did not respond, but gently shook the feather fan and changed the topic in another direction.

"Huan Wuxing troops came to attack Shu. Not long ago, Jin Xin, the general of our Black Bug Army, led his troops to attack the Jianliu Camp of Zhengda outside Baocheng Pass, and almost won. At the critical time, Di Sheng and Rong Can led reinforcements to arrive and repelled our army. ”

"What does this have to do with me?" Luo Wuyi looked at Yang Xian and smiled disdainfully, "You Zhou people fight to the death, and our demon clan is happy." Your Majesty is ......."

Luo Wuyi was at this time for a long time, and only when he said this, his majesty was dead, and his eyes couldn't help but dim a little.

"That's right, your demon clan and our Zhou people are indeed on the same footing. But now you, can you still be regarded as a demon clan? ”

"What do you mean?"

"The Demon Domain is already in the hands of Wu Hao, it is impossible for him to recognize you, and it is impossible for the new leader of the Poor Qi Department to accept you. You know this better than anyone else. The ambition of this demon emperor is not small, and after less than half a year of succession, he began to rectify the shortcomings within the demon clan. Presumably, it won't be long before the demon side outside the demon domain will begin to recover. If we accumulate a certain amount of strength, we will inevitably wave our army south and invade our Great Zhou territory. ”

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Sage Cloud: The gentleman is ill and unworthy of his name. A big demon like you, the demon soul can exist for a hundred years, but its power is constantly declining. Seeing that Wu Hao is the dominant side, there is even the possibility of dueling with me and winning the Central Plains. Can you only be willing to live in this bottomless prison? ”

Yang Xian's words were like a poisonous worm, stirring up the flames of hatred in the deepest part of his heart. Luo Wuyi knew the danger of this kid, but his heart was still moved.

"I can have someone forge a body for you that suits you. You should know that I have the ability. Think about it! ”

"Aren't you afraid that I will rebel?"

"Since I dare to let you out, I am naturally not afraid."

Yang Xian smiled, turned to leave, and closed the door again. Luo Wuyi had to admit that his heart could no longer calm down.