Time flies.

Nether well-being.

It has been several years since the triumph of the Divine Ruins, and it has also been several years since the fairy world changed into the sky.

Whether it is the Four Immortal Domains, the Forsaken Land, or the Rakshasa Prison, there have been no unexpected changes.

When those who have a heart look back on the past few years, they will find that except for the strange shape of a big tripod that appears on the head of the Three Domains from time to time, and then this tripod twists the heavens and the earth, the Three Domains have a tranquility that has never been seen in history.

Under this tranquility, the Buried Bone Blood Origin has completely become the center of the communication between the three domains.

The one who guarded this center and made the Three Domains Order prohibit it was the anti-heaven tower that was very inconspicuous at first.

And now, the anti-heaven tower has become an unimaginable behemoth, and it is so huge that it makes people have the illusion that the anti-heaven palace is attached to the anti-heaven building.

The power of the anti-heavenly tower is unimaginable.

But its organizational structure is also confusing.

The one who controls the anti-heavenly tower is Luo Jiao, the emperor of the Rakshasa prison.

The elders under him, such as Chu Tiankuo and the old man of Tiandao, have half a life and are enemies.

Below the elders are Dharma protectors, such as Chu Lingxian, Gongsun Tang, and Wan Qi Xingchen.

Under the protector is the deacon, such as the Hou Yu who is comparable to the three days of pride, second only to the killing sword of the three days of pride.

Below the deacon is the head of the church......

What makes people confused is the new position of the head of the sect of the anti-Tianlou a few years ago.

"I've seen two Zuoqiu sect leaders!"

"May I ask Zuoqiu Heng, when are you free, I still have some doubts about the lesson you gave yesterday......

"Sect Leader Zuoqiudan, you see that I have such magical powers...... Oops, the head of the red dress is here, the head of Zuo Qiu Dan, say goodbye!"

"Wow, it's the black-clothed sect leader, his cold appearance is so handsome!"

......

The position of the head of the anti-Tianlou sect, no more, no less, just four, was occupied by Zuoqiu Dan Zuoqiu Heng, black clothes and red skirts.

In the eyes of outsiders, the four of them were persecuted by the evil heavens and had to do it as a last resort.

In fact, the four of them took the initiative to ask for this.

The reason is simple –

for the evil heavens have dried them for years.

What's more, in the past few years, none of the monks or rakshasas from the Nether Realm of the Three Domains have been able to see them alive.

After answering the doubts of the cultivators of the Anti-Heaven Tower, Zuo Qiu Heng subconsciously looked up at the sky, and when he didn't see the big ding that distorted the heavens and the earth, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I found no. Zuo Qiu Dan, who was also looking at the sky, whispered, "The interval between the appearance of the big tripod is getting longer and longer. ”

Zuo Qiu Heng nodded imperceptibly, and also responded in a low voice: "This shows that the frequency of the upper realm and the lower mortal has slowed down. ”

"Hey......" Zuo Qiu Dan sighed faintly and said sadly, "This is not a good thing. ”

Zuo Qiu Heng sighed empathetically, and at the same time, he didn't know how many times he recalled the battle three years ago.

In that battle, the weird Dading almost distorted the entire Nether Realm, and almost all the creatures in the Immortal Realm fell to the ground, trembling.

"That's a half-step Dao Ancestor with a Heavenly Treasure......"

With the Heavenly Court Treasure in the Nether Realm, he can generally exist in the Immortal Realm as a saint cultivator like Huang Er.

However, just when Zuo Qiu Heng was overjoyed and was about to leave this perverted nether realm, the half-step Dao Ancestor who came down to earth turned into nothingness in the terrible screams.

After this battle, the frequency of the three domains of the upper realm has dropped sharply, and until now, no one has descended to the mortal world for three months.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. Thinking of this, Zuo Qiu Heng muttered bitterly to himself.

"Isn't it?" Zuo Qiu Dan was about to cry, "Is it just to be the head of the sect for the rest of your life?"

Zuo Qiu Heng laughed at himself: "Maybe even this is an extravagant hope, could it be that you are sure that the evil sky that has been drying us for a few years really has no intention of killing us?"

"You didn't die inside the ruins, and you can't die outside the ruins. ”

A cold voice came from the mouth of the approaching black cloth.

A few years have passed, and the cultivation of the black cloth has made a lot of progress, and now it is the middle stage of the Enlightenment Realm.

Glancing at Zuo Qiu Dan, who was pale, the black clothes said coldly: "If you are afraid of death, please think about it, whether you are qualified to be killed by the evil sky." ”

"You ......"

Zuo Qiudan, who couldn't beat the black-clothed man, dared not speak angrily.

Zuo Qiu Heng sneered: "Cold and arrogant as black, now it has become like this, it was instigated by the evil sky!"

"As if you haven't been beaten!" black-clothed retorted coldly.

"Huh!" Zuo Qiu Heng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "At least I won't be defeated by him with one punch!"

"You ......"

"Now, who is qualified to take his punch......"

The red dress that passed by her said coldly, ending the quarrel between the three of them.

"Anyway, you are not qualified to ...... on the sixth layer of the Dao" Zuo Qiu Heng muttered in a low voice, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Red dress, don't you have any new news?"

"It is said that he is about to get out of the customs......"

Rakshasa Hell.

Rakshasa Hall of the Evil Star.

The palace where the "Luo Horror" once lived.

Incense was burning in the hall, and the Rakshasa Emperor Luo Mei was dressed in a seductive black veil, kneeling on the ground, revealing his fair and round feet.

With a respectful face, she was staring at the evil sky that had been in retreat for three months, and her eyes were thick, almost blind and crazy worship.

"At least even the gods can't truly dominate the Three Domains, and my master has done ......"

At this moment, an astonishing momentum erupted on Evil Heaven's body.

As soon as the momentum came out, it was as strong as Rome subconsciously closed his eyes, and his upper body leaned back slightly, as if the momentum that came was very oppressive.

But this momentum didn't last long before it gradually subsided, and when Evil Heaven opened his bloody eyes, he turned into an ordinary cultivator who was easily overlooked.

"Congratulations to the master for cultivating a great ......"

Romei, who leaned over, looked up in astonishment.

At this moment, she noticed that the faint cultivation aura emanating from Evil Heaven's body was still the third layer of the Enlightenment Realm.

"Master, you ......"

Evil Heaven didn't explain, and asked quietly, "How is the situation?"

"Back to the master, the situation in the Three Regions is stable, there is no change, by the way, ......" Thinking of something, Luo Mei quickly raised his head, "The slave has found a clue to Luo Yan." ”

Evil Heaven's bloody eyes narrowed slightly: "It's not in this realm." ”

"Exactly. Luo Mei replied, "The slave searched the information of the Rakshasa Hall of the Murder Star, and found a total of 139 sealed teleportation arrays, and after checking them one by one, they found that one of them had been abandoned, and this one was the teleportation array leading to the Rakshasa Prison in the upper realm......"

"Then I'm relieved. ”

Evil Heaven got up and walked towards the temple gate.

Seeing that the master was leaving, Luo Mei's heart trembled, and she quickly moved her knees to face the back of the evil sky, and shouted in panic: "Master, ......"

"From today onwards, your master is Little Bell, take care of her. ”

Squeak.

The doors of the temple are opened.

Scarlet sunlight shines in.

The evil sky is extremely slaughtering.

Even though you can't see the star tomb in the eyes of the gods in the Rakshasa Prison, and the evil heaven with your head up, you know where it is.

Huang Er, who had been guarding outside the hall, had a slightly solemn face.

He didn't want to care about the mess of the evil emperor's heirs.

But seeing the unreliable master and the desire to continue, he still couldn't help but speak.

"This road doesn't work. ”

"If you don't go, who knows?"

Evil Heaven strode forward, stopped when he and Huang Er staggered, and looked at each other.

"My name is Evil Heaven. ”

(End of chapter)