A large black hand landed on the round platform, rolling up a puff of black smoke. When the smoke cleared, a black-robed man with three blood-colored lines embroidered on the brim of his hat appeared from it, and it was the leader of the Divine Cult.

The sect leader lifted off the hat he had been wearing on his head, revealing a very young and handsome face, and all the disciples looked incredulous when they saw it.

Because all along, their leader has been showing people in an old voice. Although they had not met the sect leader himself, the disciples had already portrayed a scheming elder image for the sect leader in their hearts. Now this strong contrast makes the believers a little unacceptable for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man on the stage had a long and deep aura on his body, he had already reached the peak realm of the primordial spirit. And it appeared in the form of an incarnation of the black hand of the sky, and all the cultists thought that the sect leader in front of them was pretended by someone else.

The Divine Sect Leader looked at the chattering disciples under the round platform, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. He waved his big hand, pressed it for a moment, and said in an old voice: "You are very curious about whether it is why this sect leader is like this." The Lord tells you that one hundred and fifty years ago, the Lord was given eternal life. ”

"For a hundred and fifty years, the Sect Master has been buried under this dark and dark robe, never showing his true face. And he ordered you to put on the same robes and walk incognito. ”

"For a hundred years, we have been like rats living in dark corners, and we have been excluded and suppressed by those who claim to be righteous. Obviously, our strength is enough to level the spirit world, and we can be famous in the world, but we are willing to hide in the Youzhou domain. Why? ”

"That's because the time has not yet come, and we must lie dormant and be prepared to receive the Lord of God. Now that the time is ripe, we don't have to hold back. ”

"In the name of God, the Lord promises that each of you will have the opportunity to attain eternal life, to have your wishes fulfilled, and to do whatever you want."

"Among you, there are orphans picked up by the sect master, rebels who were hunted down by the spirit world, and poor people who were teased by fate. Now is the time for the world to remember you, and for the Three Worlds of Heaven, Earth and Man to tremble for your existence! ”

With that, the sect leader raised his right hand and clenched it tightly, and a powerful and fierce force came out, and the black robe draped over him was completely shattered. I saw that the sect leader was wearing a purple coat and a noble face. The face is angular, the figure is tall and straight, like a mountain, pressing towards the disciples in the audience.

The disciples felt the ambition of the sect leader, and their hearts were shaken. They all raised their right fists and burst open the black robes on their bodies in a similar way. For a moment, the black remnants of the altar of the Divine Sect flew like snowflakes.

Seeing that the morale of the cultists was high, the sect leader nodded with satisfaction and took out the soul bottle from his body. He gently opened the bottle, and the remnant of Jida's soul flew out of the dementor bottle.

Jida's remnant soul had just been injured by the Death Sword, and she was still a little delirious. Out of instinctive reaction, her remnant soul cast the Soul Snatching Technique, and with a single dodge, it was attached to a cultist who had cultivated to only the Yin God Realm.

The cultist of the Yin God Realm only felt a pain in his mind, and the essence of his whole body was sucked by Jida. A shriveled corpse fell to the ground with a snap, shattering into several pieces. The other cultists around him fled from him in shock.

On the round platform, the sect leader, who looked quite young, didn't seem to see what Jida was doing. He didn't stop it, and let Jida kill his men.

Those who cultivated above the realm of the primordial gods and deacons only used magic to protect themselves, and they were also indifferent to this. So Jida's remnant soul was like a wolf entering the sheepfold, killing all directions, sucking ten Yin God disciples in a row, and seven Yang God disciples regained their sanity.

Jida, who had recovered her sanity, naturally felt the existence of a group of primordial god realm masters, including the Divine Sect Master. This made Jida's expression a little suspicious, because she was too weak at this time. Any one of the Yuan Shen Realm cultivators who she regarded as ants in the past would be able to wipe out the last remaining remnants of her soul.

But the next scene was even more unexpected for Jida. I saw that the person standing on the round platform, who seemed to have the highest cultivation in the audience, knelt down on one knee in front of her without saying a word.

"Divine Princess, you have finally woken up."

When the other gods saw that their leaders had fallen to their knees, they also knelt down. This kneeling is like a chain reaction. With Jida as the center, there is no one who can stand.

Rao Shijida has existed for thousands of years, and she was also caught off guard by this scene. She turned her faces upside down, and a hint of messiness rose.

"You... Let's get up first—" Jida moved her mouth, but she didn't know what to ask, so she had to let the kneeling followers get up.

Hearing this, the Divine Sect Leader immediately thanked him and stood up. The other disciples also thanked each other in unison and stood up in unison. Jida dodged to the round platform, wanting to ask the sect leader for an explanation, but inadvertently saw the small temple placed on the altar.

A familiar aura came from the temple, and a wave rose at that moment when Jida's state of mind, which had not been shaken for thousands of years, rose.

"The King..."

Jida's expression was complicated, staring at the small temple, and stretched out her right hand, as if waiting for the people in the temple to lead. But the small temple just hummed, which was a response, but then there was no movement.

"Divine Concubine, please also enter the coffin to avoid the sky and reshape the immortal body."

Seeing that Jida had not moved for a long time, the leader of the Divine Cult took the initiative to persuade him. Only then did she come to her senses and look back at the altar

The sarcophagus then turned around and said to the sect leader: "You have a heart, what is your name?" ”

"Back to Concubine Shen, a hundred years ago, people who knew me called me Wang Erlai, and I didn't have a surname. After following the god, his old man changed my name to Yixing and gave me the title of King Liu, so his subordinate was named Liu Yixing. ”

Jida nodded, remembering the name of the sect leader. Then she turned again and walked slowly up to the altar. Liu Yixing waved his hand, and the lid of the coffin automatically opened, and Jida's figure flashed, and he didn't enter it.

Liu Yixing saw that Jida was ready, so he waved his hand again and closed the lid of the coffin. The coffin slowly flew up from the altar and hovered in mid-air. Immediately, the coffin began to rotate counterclockwise, faster and faster, faster and faster, until the entire coffin turned into a cyan streamer.

At this time, the door of the mysterious small temple opened, giving birth to a suction force, sucking the streamer of the coffin into the temple. The coffin was close to the small temple, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally only about an inch, and was accepted by the small temple. The temple door closed again, and there was no movement.

Liu Yixing bowed to the small temple, then turned around, and said to the sect members below with a heroic voice: "The Nine Stars are coming, and the Thousand Evil Hundred Ghost Array has been basically prepared, only the remaining Shura demons have not returned to their positions. Rank godson, who is willing to enter the underworld and retrieve the Shura demons for the sect master, and make such a great contribution? ”

"My subordinates are willing to go!"

"My subordinates are willing too!"

"And me..."

"I'll go too!"

As soon as Liu Yixing's words fell, dozens of disciples from the late stage of the Yang God stood up at once. These people are all orphans raised by Liu Yixing, and they are the most heartfelt to them. It was those principals and deacons of the Yuan Shen Realm, they hesitated, and none of them stood up to respond.

These people know very well that this trip to hell is absolutely lifeless. And if you dare to rush into hell, even if you escape with a small life at that time, you can't escape the aftermath of hell.

Seeing that the backbone of the Yuan God Realm did not move, Liu Yixing's face was a little gloomy, and his handsome face was faintly hideous. He knew very well that although these people were very obedient to him as a sect leader on the surface, it was difficult for them to forcibly command him when it came to personal life and death. After all, many of them came to the Divine Sect with different purposes.

Thinking of this, Liu Yixing couldn't help but have a headache, Lin Chi and his party, almost half of his henchmen went in. The "Qiu Lao" who had just been promoted was also abolished by that person, and all the other henchmen were sent out to teach and had not yet returned. Now the remaining principals and deacons in the church can hardly make them willing to take such a risk.

Just when Liu Yixing was a little at a loss, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky above the square, and another big black hand jumped out of the whirlpool. The big black hand was a little less domineering than the black hand that Liu Yixing had turned into before, but it was a little more tenacious.

The big black hand spread out from mid-air, and an old figure fell from the sky, slowly falling on the round platform, and standing facing Liu Yixing. That person is none other than the deputy sect leader who has disappeared from the Sect of God for a long time, Uncle Fu.

"Xiaoyun, you're back..."

Uncle Fu smiled and nodded to Liu Yixing, and then bowed to Liu Yixing. Liu Yixing looked at the elderly Uncle Fu bowing to himself, and did not stop him, but let Uncle Fu bow down.

"Father-in-law, the child is back."

What is even more surprising is that after kneeling and bowing, the elderly Uncle Fu actually called Liu Yixing his father-in-law.

Liu Yixing let out a "hmm", held it up with one hand, and used an invisible force to lift Uncle Fu up from the ground. "Xiao Yan, after thirty years, you are finally willing to come back. This time, have you figured it out? Liu Yixing's voice was very old, a little more vicissitudes than Uncle Fu's voice in front of him.

Uncle Fu sighed and nodded silently. The two were silent for a while, and Uncle Fu spoke again: "Father-in-law, the child is willing to lead the troops to the underworld to recapture the ghost for his father-in-law." ”

A trace of emotion flashed in Liu Yixing's eyes, and he said three "good" words in a row. Uncle Fu turned around and pointed to the audience, and the deacons who had cowered before spoke: "Wang Biao, Wang Yong, Wang Man... A few of you will come with me, and that's it. ”

Uncle Fu's tone did not allow the deacons to question at all, so he jumped off the round platform and walked into the distance. Those deacons, you look at me, I look at you, but they are still a little hesitant.

At this moment, Liu Yixing let out a cold snort, and the black hand of the sky fell from the sky, pinching one of the most cowering deacons. The deacon obviously didn't expect that the sect leader of his family would suddenly do something to him, and with his Taoism in the middle of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, he was pinched up by Liu Yixing without checking it.

Fresh blood mixed with the severed limbs splashed the faces of several other deacons. When those few people saw that the disobedience was so serious, they all pounced, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Liu Yixing and begging for mercy.

Liu Yixing's expression was slightly cold, but he didn't want to kill the remaining few people again, after all, someone still needed to work. It is easy for him to pinch all the disobedient deacons to death, but after the death of these deacons, the power vacuum within the church will inevitably cause turmoil in the Divine Religion, which Liu Yixing does not want to see.

"This sect leader will give you a chance to mend your ways, and if you make the same mistake again, then you will be dealt with according to the canon. Deacon of the Criminal Department, how long has it been since the "Lamp Soul Refining Punishment" in the sect has been administered? ”

The deacon of the Criminal Department who was named by Liu Yixing heard that he was excited, and he was paralyzed to the ground by Liu Yixing's question, and the bones in his body seemed to have been pulled out. visible

How deep the terrifying impression this "Lamp Soul Refining Punishment" left in his mind.

The deacons and principals who were not named by Uncle Fu also knelt on the ground and confessed their guilt to Liu Yixing. Liu Yixing ignored them, his body turned into a black gas, and disappeared in place. When those deacons and principals saw Liu Yixing leaving, they still didn't dare to get up, and knelt from dark to dawn. It was not until a disciple read the leader's dictation that the deacons and the chief priest dared to stand up from the ground.

In the main hall of the Divine Sect, Liu Yixing's figure flashed to the throne of the sect leader and sat upright. Underneath the throne, Uncle Fu stood at the front of the deacons and the presiding ministers. The principals had the lowest status, and could only stay behind the temple gate and listen without a sense of existence.

"When are you going to go?" Liu Yixing asked in a deep voice, and the ethereal and old voice surrounded the main hall, so that every believer in the hall could hear it clearly.

"The child is ready to leave immediately, so as not to delay the important affairs of his father-in-law."

Liu Yixing waved his hand when he heard this, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Wait three more days and let Mu Tong help you." ”

When Uncle Fu heard the name Mu Tong, his expression was a little unnatural, and he rejected Liu Yixing's proposal without thinking about it. The corners of Liu Yixing's mouth hooked up an intriguing smile, and he didn't say anything more.

Uncle Fu named the names of the deacons of the Yuan Shen, plus the directors of the late stage of the dozens of Yang Gods, and immediately sat down cross-legged in the center of the main hall, out of his body, and went to the underworld through a special channel.

Hades, the multi-eyed ghost realm. Ever since the Much-Eyed Ghost King was destroyed by a group of mysterious people, news has spread. The Heartbroken Ghost King of the nearby Multi-Eyed Ghost Domain was the first to get the news and occupied most of the territory of the Multi-Eyed Ghost Domain with lightning speed.

This thing was done beautifully, which made the Heartbreaker King feel very good these days. His old rival, the Ghost King of Eyes, is dead, and the territory of the Ghost King of Eyes, the palace and the beauties have all come to his hands without much effort, so he is not too lucky.

In a good mood, the Heartbroken Ghost King lingered in this Ghost King Palace all day long, studying some imaginary things with dozens of ghost girls.

It's just that lately, for some reason, the Heartbreaker King often feels uneasy, as if something big is about to happen. So he dismissed the dozens of ghost girls in the ghost king's palace, leaving only two who were understanding the ghost and stayed by his side to take care of his daily life. He is on the lookout for threats that may appear at any time.

At this moment, the Heartbreaker Ghost King was sitting leisurely in the palace hall where the Much-Eyed Ghost King once was, and under his ass was the surprisingly large throne of the Much-Eyed Ghost King. He hugged a bewitching ghost girl in one hand, as if he was comfortably enjoying everything left by the multi-eyed ghost king. It's just that the ghost thoughts that often swept towards the palace at that time betrayed his nervous mood.

After a while, the Heartbroken Ghost King still put his arms around the ghost girl, as if he was talking to the ghost girl. At this time, the ghost head decoration on the top of the Ghost King's Palace suddenly lit up, and it immediately attracted the attention of the Heartbroken Ghost King.

The Heartbroken Ghost King's eyes glared, and he pushed the two ghost girls around him away, jumped off the throne, and smashed his fist at the ghost head decoration. To be honest, the Heartbroken Ghost King couldn't be happier when he saw the ghost head decoration move. Because he finally knows the source of palpitations, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. The thoughts are clear, and the heartbroken fist in his hand is also three points stronger.

"Boom~"

Heartbroken fist hit the ghost head decoration, and the ghost head decoration was beaten to pieces, the heartbroken ghost king nodded with satisfaction, and his voice was a little childish: "No matter how you have the means to reach the sky, you don't have the ability to connect the formation, and don't want to teleport to the ghost king's palace." Hey, hey, you off,! ”

But it didn't take long for the Heartbreaker King to be proud, and the throne behind him suddenly emitted a puff of black smoke, and a group of people wearing black cloaks appeared behind him.

"Looks like you're very proud... However, I was not in a good mood. Uncle Fu's old voice sounded, and the startled heartbroken ghost king turned around and looked back.

"You..."

As soon as the Heartbreaker King spoke, Uncle Fu flashed in front of him, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him high. The Heartbroken Ghost King was pinched by Uncle Fu like this, and he suddenly couldn't make a sound.

"What happened to you?"

The Heartbroken Ghost King shook his head desperately when he heard this, indicating that the death of the Multi-Eyed Ghost King had nothing to do with him. But in Uncle Fu's eyes, he is unrepentant. The ghost king of the underworld is so insidious and cunning. When Uncle Fu saw that he couldn't ask anything, a trace of black light flashed on his hand, and if he pinched it hard, the heartbroken ghost king in the later stage of the ghost king was pinched by him. For a while, the Ghost King's Palace was full of scattered soul fires, which looked as beautiful as fireworks.

When the two ghost girls who followed the Heartbroken Ghost King saw that their masters were strangled to death by this group of mysterious people, how dare they continue to stay in the temple and flee out of the hall like flying.

Seeing this, a deacon behind Uncle Fu showed a touch of ferocity on his face, and waved his hand at the two ghost girls is two hand knives. Those two ghost girls are just ghost-level ghosts, how can they withstand the casual blow of the Yuan Shen Realm, and they turned into two soul fires and exploded.

Uncle Fu frowned, and asked with some displeasure: "Wang Biao, what did you do to kill them, they are just two insignificant little ghosts." ”

"Deputy Sect Master, my subordinates are also worried about the news, so..."

"Don't prevaricate me with this, what kind of character are you, I don't know yet? When you go to the underworld, it is not as usual than usual, and if you can not give birth to branches, you should not have branches. Remember, there's no next time! ”

"Yes!" Although the deacon named Wang Biao was a little perfunctory to the sect leader Liu Yixing, he was convinced by this deputy sect leader. He looked like he was admitting punishment and obeying the command.