After Cheng Yangxi defeated Song Yu, the king of the Eastern Realm, he kept walking towards the north.

This time, after walking for ten days, I saw a huge palace in front of me.

The palace stands on the top of a mountain, giving it a rather eerie feel.

The palace is triangular in shape, and at the top of the triangle, there is a flame burning!

It's also a different fire!

There is something weird about this flame, its flame is black.

Black flames?

The fourth-ranked existence of the Alien Fire - Demon Eye!

Still in the distance, the colorful rainbow and Taixu in Cheng Yangxi's body became restless.

However, Cheng Yangxi ignored them.

He walked up the stairs step by step.

From under his feet, step by step leads to the top of the mountain.

It's like a ladder to the sky.

Halfway up the mountain, a horse-faced figure stood there.

In the center of the horse's forehead, there is a puffed up eye.

At this moment, he looked at Cheng Yangxi expressionlessly.

Cheng Yangxi stopped in front of him, saluted and said, "Excuse me, what is this place?"

Ma Mian said in a cold voice: "Netherworld Demon Palace, the living are forbidden!"

Cheng Yangxi looked at the horse in surprise.

Nether Palace!

This is the Netherworld Palace!

The surprise came too suddenly!

Hurriedly saluted the horse again, Cheng Yangxi said: "My name is Cheng Yangxi, and I come from the other side of the Taigu Bronze Gate. I have an old man named Leng Feng, who is also a teacher and friend, and he told me that the Nether Demon Lord has something to tell me. So, please report it. ”

Ma Mian sneered and said, "Didn't you hear what I just said? If you want to get in, there is only one way, death." Only the dead can enter, and the living, forbidden!"

Cheng Yangxi frowned and said, "It's all dead, how can you go in?"

Ma Mian looked down at Cheng Yangxi condescendingly and said, "You already know what it means, do you still need to ask me?"

Cheng Yangxi nodded with a smile, took a step back, and said, "Very good, my temper has not been very good, really." Let me leave—"

Cheng Yangxi's expression suddenly turned cold, and he slapped his palm towards the horse's face!

In the void, a huge palm print covered the sky and the sun, and it was covered by the horse's head!

Ma Mian sneered and said, "I have guarded the Nether Demon Palace for five thousand years, and no living person has ever passed through me!

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yangxi's figure suddenly flashed, and the imperial sword appeared in his hand, and a sword came out of his abdomen!

The horse's eyes shrank sharply, and he looked down at his abdomen in a daze.

Cheng Yangxi pulled out the Imperial Sword, and a few arrows appeared above the stairs behind him.

Palm prints fall!

The earth shook violently!

The land within three feet of the horse's face is sunk deeply!

Cheng Yangxi didn't look back, and continued to walk up the stairs with the bloody Imperial Sword in his hand.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

However, he is not afraid of causing trouble.

At this time, anyone who dares to stand in the way in front of him will draw his sword and face him!

This time, he had been three miles from the palace at the top of the hill, and two behemoths with horses and horses blocked his way.

On their backs, they each have a pair of black wings.

In their hands, each of them carried a ghost-headed knife.

At first glance, it looks hideous and terrifying.

Seeing Cheng Yangxi coming up, the person on the left shouted loudly and was about to rush up, but was stopped by the person on the right.

"What do you mean?" asked the man on the left.

The person on the right pointed to the imperial sword that was still dripping with blood in Cheng Yangxi's hand, and said, "We are not opponents, Ma Mian was slaughtered, can't you see it?"

"But!" the man on the left hesitated.

The man on the right: "We have done everything we can." For the rest, it's the days!"

The person on the left glanced at Cheng Yangxi, and stepped aside with the person on the right to make way for Cheng Yangxi.

Cheng Yangxi walked between the two and said with a smile, "Thank you." ”

As he spoke, he continued to walk towards the palace at the top of the hill.

Finally, he came to the end of the stairs.

There, there's a huge square.

On the square, you can see a lot of ethereal shadows walking back and forth.

It's all Yuan Soul!

Why can the Yuan Soul exist here independently?

Cheng Yangxi looked down at the stairs below.

The two men were gone!

Cheng Yangxi pondered for a moment and did not move.

He was watching these primal spirits.

"I want to see the Nether Demon Lord!"

"Demon Lord, you are the god of my Netherworld! But why are you so cruel?"

"Demon Lord, I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Why is cruelty in charge? What about your mercy? You are simply a butcher!"

"My child, what did he do wrong? Why do you sit and watch him die?"

"I've always thought that the Nether Lord was the protector of my Netherworld. I regard you as a god and burn incense and pray to you every day, but in the end, I realized that you are the greatest demon! Nether Demon Lord, you are the worst enemy of my Netherworld!"

"This Netherworld Hell is really Hell now!"

"Since there is no freedom, I can't be your lackey, then, I can only kill you, or be killed by you!"

......

Cheng Yangxi's eyes shrank slightly.

After watching these primordial souls for a while, he understood the reason why these primordial souls were able to break away from the physical body.

Obsession!

None of these primordial souls have a strong obsession, and they can't let go even if they die!

Once the primordial soul is separated from the body, it will lose its memory and become a chaotic thing.

Only if they have a strong obsession until death, can they exist independently and have a certain spiritual sense.

Listening to their muttering, Cheng Yangxi's disgust for the Nether Demon Lord reached its peak.

From their words, it can be heard that the culprit of this miserable scene in the Netherworld is none other than the Netherworld!

He shaped the killing!

He has made the people of the Netherworld miserable!

He has cultivated the Four Great Realm Kings!

He treats human life like a mustard!

Such a Netherworld Demon Lord, Cheng Yangxi doesn't understand, what qualifications does he have to be the god of Netherworld?

Cheng Yangxi's face was full of murder.

He couldn't comprehend, and he couldn't accept Brother Leng's third scroll.

He wanted to see what Brother Leng had to do with this crazy executioner!

Glancing at all the Yuan Souls, Cheng Yangxi folded his hands and bowed to them, then took out the crescent-shaped white jade from the storage ring.

Injecting spiritual power into the white jade, the white jade rose rapidly, stopped at the top of the square, and collected all these primordial souls into it.

Although he has no way to deal with these obsessive primordial souls now, he believes that one day, there will be a way to clear their obsessions and let them rest in peace.

After putting all the Yuan Souls into the white jade, Cheng Yangxi continued to walk towards the palace.

As soon as he stepped into the palace hall, his eyes changed.

He found himself standing in a sea of corpses and blood!

Underfoot, on all sides, there was blood and corpses!