Chapter 49

The person who came was naturally an Enma.

After waiting outside for a long time, the king of the underworld thought about the situation when they came, and always felt that this matter was a little strange, so he tied up the black dragon and entered the realm of this Sumeru.

As soon as he found out where they were, he saw Song Nian being devoured by the fire dragon, casually threw the black dragon on the ground, and jumped into the fire dragon.

Before Ning Hui Phoenix could react, the figure of the Enma had already chased in, so he could only wait for them outside.

"Be honest!"

Enma went to save Song Nian, although the little phoenix doesn't remember it now, but it was not a bad person who saved Song Nian, and this was tied up, so it was naturally to be strictly guarded. He picked up the spell he had just used, formed a circle with the flame in his hand, and threw the black dragon into it.

After that, he could only wait on the sidelines.

Song Nian can't wait now.

He is afraid of water, although he is a dragon, but he was born on the Nine Heavens and Stars, and has not seen water and fire, but if he chooses between the two, he would rather choose fire.

After all, he has been dealing with fire for many years and has accumulated a lot of experience to implement. The bad thing is that the person who lit this flame today is the phoenix of the nine heavens.

The phoenix clan is on fire.

Although the little phoenix grew up in front of the ancestor with him that day, this practice of fire art had nothing to do with them. This matter is the innate law of the Phoenix clan.

Others can't get used to it.

And the reason why he can teach him is only because the little phoenix almost practiced when he was on par with the two masters, and finally Song Nian and the ancestor modified the little apprentice's mental method by one or two, and applied this domineering cultivation technique.

Song Nian learned skills from them in the future, naturally he saw the power of the fire art of the phoenix clan, he resisted all the spells that day, and those who had many years more skills than the little phoenix, let him deal with it, naturally he was able to deal with it easily.

At the moment, only the snow suit is added, which can withstand one or two. He must find a way to get out, otherwise, he will be in danger for a while.

This fire came from a strange place.

This release of fire is naturally a phoenix boy, but then the change of the fire went to an uncontrollable place, such as the family of the black Jiao patriarch is controlled by this Sumeru, this fire technique is the same.

You can't leave this Sumeru uncontrolled.

If Sumeru escapes, this matter will be even more uncontrollable than the matter of the Black Jiao clan. He had no choice now.

Song Nian stopped going back.

The fire-repelling technique of this knot can hold up for the moment, but what he is worried about is what means to use to leave this Sumeru now.

Sumeru, he has never touched this thing, but he heard that this thing can become infinitely larger, and when he heard about it that day, he made fun of it. It is really useless to say that this Sumeru is really useless, and it is not as useful as making a spiritual bag for storage.

This thing is the most inconspicuous. Coupled with those Sumeru seeds, the mustard seeds that were born in the place where he was born are also like shadows, so it has been very calm over the years.

Now, under the influence of this underground thing, I have a lot of thoughts. In vain trying to break free from the shackles of this mustard seed, he acted arbitrarily.

is so tricky, Song Nian's eyebrows are a little deeper.

If this underground thing is not dealt with, I am afraid that these things will be endless.

Along this fire, Song Nian strode forward, although the black Jiao patriarch was big at that time, in the final analysis, there was an end to it, so he observed the situation around him as he walked. If there is an end, it is naturally him who is still in the body of this Black Jiao Patriarch. If not, he Song Nian is very likely to fall into the hands of this Sumeru.

Although the fire is big outside, but the body is too long, and the fire has decreased a lot along the way.

Song Nian, seeing that all the phoenix fires had reached this depth, they had disappeared completely, and at the end of this so-called end, it was pitch black, and there was no longer the slightest light.

Song Nian stopped.

This is not what he expected. The darkness in front of him is a little weird compared to the usual black.

Song Nian put the fan of Yushan into the treasure bag, and took out a sword, this sword is slightly shorter than the ordinary one, but the handle is more common than the ordinary sword.

This is the most convenient magic weapon he used in Song Nian.

There is no such thing as a so-called manipulative instrument.

The thirty-three immortals in the heavens now, they will increase their spells in the future, and they often need to keep themselves in the best condition by refining magic weapons and elixirs.

This matter is commonplace in the Celestial Realm.

This was not the case with the many gods born in that wild time. They don't like those things outside their bodies, and the only thing they have in their biggest collection is the scale armor that saved their lives at that critical moment. This scaly thing is a part of himself, and wearing it on him can be like a tiger with wings.

But they don't use it.

Therefore, many years have passed, whether it is the people, the underworld, all the idols or altars about the gods of the wilderness, most of them are statues without magic weapons.

In order to make the statue appear more extraordinary, the worshippers of this world put the axe, knife and fork in their hands.

This is why there is the majestic statue of the god in the sacrificial temple. Some immortals feel that the true bodies that their believers have set up for them, after looking at them for thousands of years, they actually see a little pleasing to the eye.

In this way, according to the thoughts of the people who worship them in the world, some of the immortals and gods will install one or two magic weapons according to their appearance in the lower realm.

In fact, the reason why they cater to many human beings in that world is only because the sentient beings in the human world have always rarely seen these immortal bodies, and they can't easily expose their bodies in that human world for a while, and there are naturally very few people in that Zhou Ying.

But among these few people, anyone who has seen it, there will always be a few books that have been passed down by word of mouth in later generations. According to these polished stories, there is a great difference between them and the truth, and there is no trace of the original appearance that can no longer be found.

In this way, in the eyes of mortals, the idols in the temple of the ancestors are sometimes the same everywhere with the idols in the temples of the ancestors, and there is little difference between the two.

The believers only had to present the immortals they believed in front of them in a magnificent manner according to what they thought in their hearts.

Mortals are often tired because of their weak abilities, and birth, old age, sickness and death are commonplace, which leads them to prefer to present those heartfelt words in front of this god and Buddha. When you bring three or two animals to make that sacrifice, you will tell the gods all those many wishes.

Most of the time, the gods let it go.

Just because the immortals and gods in the sky also perform their own duties, when the people in the world seek the vision of the gods, they always pour out their brains, and this matter makes those who listen to their long-cherished wishes unable to decide.

Over time, the god did not promise the believers' things, and the believers' wishes only increased. They can't be so confused.

In order to distinguish all the desires of the believer, they reminded them of their duties with the garments of the idol and the ornaments.

In this way, the temples on earth are divided into different categories. And when Song Nian was the ancestor, in order to distinguish himself from the ancestor, he gave him this weapon as a magic weapon to use.

Because when he was born, it was thirty-three days, and 280,000 sagi crossed it, and this magic weapon placed on his idol was called the Starlight Divine Sword.

This was before he was the Lord of the Underworld.

In fact, when the stars were born with him, he was not alone.

Excalibur in hand, striding forward towards the dark front. Song Nian did not encounter danger here, he walked all the way, but the sword in his hand never came back.

It's just that the road is very quiet.

Whether he was born or in the years to come, he had tasted this kind of feeling. In this way, this extremely quiet road will not have much effect on him.

It's just that the road is too long.

There was no end, and if it had been as long as he had seen at the beginning, he would have already reached the end.

But not yet.

Song Nian pulled out the starlight divine sword without the scabbard from his side, and in this dark place, it was all a little sharp.

The Starlight Excalibur is his most important magic weapon. Song Nian held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and every step he took was very careful.

A lot of sounds can be heard in the Quiet Place. Most of these voices came from himself, and the friction with the ground, which he didn't notice here on weekdays, but there was a bit of noise.

Wait! Someone is coming up ahead.

Listening to the sound, most of them were behind him, and Song Nian stopped.

Who's going to be behind this?!

Song Nian saw that the starlight divine sword was pointing directly behind him, and when the person who was following him missed the horse's feet, he hit the sword over, just to be able to have a somewhat unexpected effect.

As time passed, Song Nian sent the hilt out a little, and the blade of the sword had a bit of a clangling sound in the dark air.

"Senpai."

Behind him is the Enma, the Lord of the Underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld wasn't worried that Song would fold here in this place.

"Lord of the Underworld!"

Song Nian put away the Starlight Divine Sword and stood still, and the Enma walked step by step, and finally moved forward with Song Nian.

Song Nian was surprised. One is that he actually came in this Sumeru, and as for the second one, he didn't expect this Enma to come and save his life.

They are now as light as water, but there is still a big gap between them and the friends who sacrificed their lives to save people.

As for why this is so, Song Nian has also figured it out. Although he Song Nian had not deeply analyzed himself in front of this King of the Underworld, according to the mind of the King of the Underworld, how could he not know?

He was afraid that he was honoring the distant god.

He used to be.

"In just a few days, the Immortal Monarch has saved several lives of Xiaosheng."

That's true. These days, in order to be busy with the Midyear Festival, for the banquet, there have been large and small things, and now that they are counted together, he has found that he has been saved a lot by this king of the underworld.

"What are we?"

This corridor is pitch dark and does not see the light of day, if there is no light, it is natural that you can't see the person concerned clearly.

I don't know what he meant by this.

But Song Nian didn't have time to think about the words of the Immortal Monarch, just because his sword had just touched the wall.

"Here we are."