"The Styx?" Dongfang Yue looked at Dongfang Zhanlan, her face became more complicated, thinking back to Luo Qingli's explanation when she saw Luo Qingli, and said, "Do you know where the Styx River leads, and who governs it?"

"Dongfang Yue, that is the realm of the demon race, belonging to the leader of the demon realm, my division goes up to the heavenly realm, and looks down at the nine shadows, so I will naturally know. Dongfang Zhanlan thought of his master's ability, and his heart became more confident.

Dongfang Yue was completely sad about her younger brother, and when she saw Dongfang Ming's excited expression, she no longer intended to keep it in her heart, and said, "Luo Qingli, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Realm, has been here since I was a child!"

"What?" Dongfang Zhanlan and Dongfang Ming felt that their spirits were about to collapse.

"Luo Qingli is Brother Tian's woman! A long, long time ago, Brother Tian and Luo Qingli got married. We were able to cross the Netherworld, which was Luo Qingli's arrangement. Dongfang Yue broke the news again.

This time, the faces of father and son became even more ugly, and the last glimmer of hope was shattered, and their faces were as dead as ashes.

Luo Qingli also stopped talking, until the next day, a portal appeared in the air, and a handsome young man dressed in white walked out.

With a tight heart, Dongfang Yue looked at the visitor vigilantly and said, "Who are you?"

"In the Lower Ghost Realm Xuanmo!" said the young man in white with a smile.

"Isn't the ghost world shattered?" Dongfang Yue looked at Xuan Mo and asked more vigilantly.

"The ghost world has indeed been shattered, but our ghost city has been reborn because of our junior brother. Xuan Mo explained slowly.

"I wonder why you're here?"

"There are too many undead here, I'm going to take them away!"

"No!" Dongfang Yue's ring appeared in his hand, ready to attack.

Xuan Mo spread his hands and said, "Our battle with the evil clan is about to begin, and the little junior brother is about to return, if I know that these undead are for my use, I will definitely have no opinion." ”

Dongfang Yue clearly captured that Xuan Mo often mentioned his junior brother, so he asked, "Who is your junior brother?"

"My junior brother is Ji Fengtian, by the way, I came here for another purpose, to pick up my junior brother's parents to abandon the continent together. Xuan Mo said, then turned his head and said, "We seem to have seen it! Ancient battlefield, the ninetieth layer of ruins." ”

"You?"

"Well, the junior brother was suppressed by the Five Thunder Heavenly Prison, and you formed the Blood River Great Array, but I have no way to help. Fortunately, the little junior brother survived safely, but the little junior brother should be very painful now, after all, his other senior brothers have already died!" Xuan Mo said regretfully.

Looking at Xuan Mo's expression, knowing that Xuan Mo didn't seem to be joking, he hurriedly got up, pointed to the corpses of Ji Lingyun and the others, and asked, "Can you see their souls?"

"They?" Xuan Mo turned his head to look, only to find that the person in the coffin was almost similar to Ji Fengtian.

"Little junior brother's parents?" Xuan Mo's face sank, and his body was full of ghosts, where was the image of a handsome young man.

Dongfang Yue looked at Xuan Mo vigilantly, now that the Fengzi Camp and the Tianzi Camp were not there, she still didn't worry about Xuan Mo.

Xuanmo's red eyes were ghostly, and a huge black figure appeared around him, waving two huge claws in the air, as if rummaging for something.

After a long time, Xuan Mo lowered his arm, and a cold voice sounded, "There are no four of them!"

"No, no?"

"Now, tell me, who did it!" Xuan Mo looked at Dongfang Yue, obviously with murderous intent.

It was only at this time that Dongfang Yue was sure that Xuan Mo was Ji Fengtian's senior brother, because the purple aura on Xuan Mo's body was a manifestation of being rejected by this world.

After pondering for a moment, Dongfang Yue said: "Brother Tian is coming back soon, when the time comes, let him deal with it!"

Xuan Mo was stunned for a moment, sat down on the spot, and the black aura around his body rippled, and began to spread around.

When attracting the souls of the dead, he saw the figures of Tianyi and the others, these people were undoubtedly killed by them, and the speed of the means made Xuan Mo amazed, and at the same time, he also wanted to find Ji Fengtian and ask how to train this elite team.

After a long time, there were bursts of wails and screams in the air, and black mist-like heads flew in, densely covering the sky, heading straight for Xuanmo.

The light around Xuan Mo's body flashed, and a black banner appeared, sucking the wandering soul into it, and at the same time, he muttered in a low voice: "Count your good luck, if it weren't for the evil clan's invasion that requires combat power, even if you are turned into ashes, I will not take you back." ”

Time passed little by little, Ji Fengtian never appeared, but Tianyi and the others returned, and the moment they saw Xuan Mo, they thought of what happened in the ruins before.

Liao Wenchang's limbs were broken and dragged to Ji Lingyun's coffin on the ground like a dead dog, and the others were also tied up and knelt around.

"What are you going to do with them?" asked Xuanmo.

"Wait for the young master to come back and decide!" Tianyi arranged for others to do a good job of protection, so he and Feng Yi knelt in front of the coffin in sackcloth.

Liao Wenchang, who had already woken up at this time, looked at the ghostly surroundings, as well as Dongfang Ming and Dongfang Zhanlan, who were kneeling on the ground, and immediately knew what was happening.

"You have done a miserable job as a teacher!" Liao Wenchang scolded.

"Everyone, please spare me, I don't know what my wicked apprentice is doing. Liao Wenchang looked at the blue in the east and called anxiously.

Dongfang looked at his master with a blue face like ashes, knowing that his last glimmer of hope had finally been dashed. The sect he relied on, from the sect master to the disciples, had all been escorted here, and looking at their expressions, he obviously knew what he was about to face.

Dongfang Yue's eyes were cold, looking at Liao Wenchang, it was Liao Wenchang who brought Ji Fengtian a life and death crisis back then, and now, it was Liao Wenchang who killed Ji Lingyun and his wife, and the killing intent in his heart was not weaker than others at all.

"Whew~"

A dragon groan, the already dim sky was completely blackened, and a huge figure landed from the sky, with a dragon's head on its back and a blue light flashing in its eyes.

"Has the Holy Son returned?" the huge demon beast spoke, its voice shaking the four wilds.

"A cultivator of the Forest of Demon Beasts of the Northern Lands?" Dongfang Yue asked.

"That's right! The old man, Xuan Yan, the ruler of the Northern Demon Beast Forest, came to look for the Holy Son in the name of the Great Elder. Xuan Yan opened his mouth to accept it.

Looking at the huge demon beast, behind Liao Wenchang, a group of sect cultivators, their faces became even more ugly, and when they looked at Liao Wenchang's gaze, they were even more hateful.