The black-robed man only looked at a red pillar of light rushing up to the nine heavens on the side of the afterlife pool, and everything affected by the blood resentment flute began to be frozen, and the yellow spring that flowed backwards stopped, and the blood-stained afterlife pool was dead and silent, and the undead who unfortunately fell in the Lechuan River stretched out their hands in the direction of the afterlife pool, as if they were praying for someone's help, the black-robed man smiled sarcastically, his eyes were slightly dark, and he scolded, "Crazy!" ”

The hall resounded throughout the Five Realms, and the Ghost Venerable, who had a prestige, sacrificed himself for the sake of a little Hades, which was really stupid!

The black-robed man watched the sky-high red light gradually spread in the direction where he was, he no longer lingered, and used the flute to blow three times, slightly short syllables, and the three demons in the city listened to the flute, and did not love to fight, and left with the black-robed man.

Wei panted slightly, and helped the dragon, looking at the gradually disappearing pillar of light by the Xiangsheng Pool, and frowned, "What's going on?" ”

His face was gloomy, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he rushed to the side of Shengchi without saying a word, and he felt it, and felt that the breath of the Lord was beginning to dissipate.

None of the three of them noticed that Mei had a white face, her head was lowered, her robe was soaked with sweat, her body trembled slightly, she bit her lower lip fiercely, and followed her towards the edge of the death pool.

The dragon was covered with bruises, and had consumed too much physical strength in the battle with the three demons just now, and almost all their physical strength had been consumed to be able to stand, and the spirit took out a rune paper from his arms and threw it on the ground, with a "bang" sound, a small teleportation array appeared on the ground, and the dragons snuggled up to each other and walked into the formation, returning to the Shura Palace.

Death poolside.

The blood-red sky, the blood-red pool of the dead, the blood-red yellow spring, everywhere Yan Yunqing could see, it was all blood-red, and his bloodshot eyes were almost uncontrollable to flow out of those liquids, he looked at the life and death book, the name of the person who appeared on the death book, his hand rubbed the page of the paper that appeared because of him again and again, his hand was faintly painful, and a little blood stains were sprinkled on the paper, and the person's name was not erased in the slightest.

The piece of paper slowly glowed with a faint golden light in his blurred vision, and it floated, as if it was being burned by fire, Yan Yunqing desperately tried to grab the piece of paper, but he couldn't touch it again, so he could only watch the paper slowly burn away, leaving no ashes.

The book of life and death in his hand also stumbled up, escaping from his hand, Yan Yunqing stood up suddenly, as if he wanted to grab something, wanted to keep something, but the golden light of life and death was in front of him, but he couldn't touch it, as if the book of life and death no longer recognized him......

In the blood-red sky, a group of dark clouds gradually floated in, and when they floated to the sky above the edge of the afterlife pool, they also turned blood red, the temperature plummeted, and the blood-red clouds began to fall something, Yan Yunqing raised his head and touched it with his hand, it was actually blood-red snowflakes, and the snowflakes melted on the white clothes that the person gave him, but for some reason, the white clothes were still as new as new, spotless, and Yan Yunqing's heart finally rippled.

Just like on the eve of a rainstorm, a few drops of light rain fell first, tempting, and then set off the stormy waves on the sea in an instant, Yan Yunqing stood there, watching the blood-red blood fall, those deep eyes kept looking, by the edge of the pond, no figure could be seen, that person hadn't left yet, right, it was a lie to him, right, that person had been pestering him for so long, how could he be willing to leave, how could he be willing to ......

By the way, he killed, he killed the man, he buried the man's life, he was the one who killed him......

Yan Yunqing grabbed his hair, knelt on the ground, and cried incessantly towards the sky, he stopped for a while, and muttered there alone, "You come back, okay, come back, I beg you to ......"

"I listen to your ...... for everything"

"I'll be nice to you, I'll smile at you more, and I'll never put on an ice face again......"

You can do anything, it's okay for you to come back.

Yan Yunqing's indifferent eyebrows and eyes were full of tears, his eyes were red, his nose was red, his hands were trembling and covering his ears, and his hair was grabbed and scattered by himself, completely lacking that indifferent look.

The ghost lamp behind him stood there silently and watched, he didn't expect it to become like this, and he didn't think that the Venerable was not completely out of place in Yun Qing's heart, he sighed, and finally couldn't help but step forward, before the ghost lamp spoke, Yan Yunqing, who lowered his head, asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, is he still alive, how could he die so easily?" ”

Since Yan Yunqing began to deal with the official affairs of the underworld, he has never called him brother again, at this time, Yan Yunqing's sudden call made the ghost lamp's body shake suddenly, Yan Yunqing was actually hit by the death of his honor?

The ghost lamp also witnessed the death of the ghost zun, but the mood was completely different, he was just a little emotional, sighing and incredible, but no matter what, the ghost zun sacrificed himself to save the underworld is true, the underworld is now hit hard, if Yan Yunqing has no way to cheer up, the other four realms that are eyeing the tiger, but they will not be pitied, not to mention that the venerable who has been protecting the underworld is dead, everything is really worse.

Ghost Lantern squatted down, looked at Yan Yunqing's bloodshot eyes, and said coldly, "Yan Yunqing, you heard me clearly, Ghost Venerable is dead, he died to save the underworld, save your underworld." ”

Yan Yunqing raised his head suddenly, sobbed, and kept looking, "Brother, you lied to me, how could he die, how could he ......?"

Seeing that Yan Yunqing couldn't hear what he said at all, the hidden anger in his heart burst out at once, "When Your Excellency was so kind to you, you didn't cherish it yourself, so what do you mean by saying this now?" Why did he die, don't you really know? You insisted on going your own way and went to the world to explore the traces of the people in the Demon Domain, and were plotted by the people in the Demon Domain, how do you think he saved you? Life for life, do you understand? It's a miracle that he can survive to this day and save the underworld!! ”

"The underworld he managed to save with great difficulty, do you want to watch the underworld he desperately saved being trampled by others,*?"

The ghost lamp roared for a long time, took a few deep breaths, and finally decided to leave, the underworld still needs to be reorganized, he has no leisure, accompany Yan Yunqing to mess around here, if Yan Yunqing can never wake up, then the underworld will be handed over to him to take care of, and it can't fall into the hands of outsiders.

Yan Yunqing has been staying there with the black slave, his golden eyes gradually became dark red, the horns on his head became sharper, the black bone wings on his back quietly stretched out, a little, only a little bit of distance, he can punish the person in front of him who has killed the lord, he listened to the crying voice of the person in front of him, his heart was extremely irritable, the person who the lord fancied would be so cowardly, but he was just a soft eater.

And his lord died because of this, the black slave wanted to kill Yan Yunqing in one go, but he still stopped suddenly, he remembered the last order of the lord, protect this little king of Yama, and wait for the lord to come back.

The lord has never broken his word, since he black slave agreed, he will wait, the black slave snorted coldly, and also left, as soon as he turned around, he saw the Wei who came from afar, beckoned to the Wei, and he went to the direction of the Shura Hall with the Wei.

Yan Yunqing, who was immersed in his thoughts, did not see that five white lights appeared in the sky above the Death Pool, one white light was the Soul Suppression Sword, which disappeared above the Death Pool, and the other four white lights, the rest of the Ghost Venerable's magic weapons flew to different places.

Hidden figure, the charm by the pool of death, only to see the white light flashed in front of her eyes, a sharp pain in her shoulder, the soul-snatching hairpin actually stabbed her as if it had life, damn it! She couldn't help but have a terrible thought in her mind, in the Shura Palace, she was the only one who knew about the death of the master, and the magic weapon generally represented the master's consciousness, could it be, the lord knew what she had done from beginning to end?

The more Mei thought about it, the more certain she became, her body couldn't help but be surrounded by a cold air, and the soul-snatching hairpin that stabbed her shoulder didn't move anymore, but she felt as if it had pierced the depths of her soul, she coughed violently, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and the blood was faintly black.

Mei knew it in her heart, and smiled bitterly on her pale face, she was afraid that she would not be able to stay in the Shura Palace, no matter what the reason was, the most disliked thing by the Lord was betrayal.

The charm staggered around and walked in one direction at random.

Bai Lian also looked at the world that happened by the pool of the dead again, and once again looked at the things he kept seeing in the small world, his heart was almost numb, and there was no longer a ripple.

Since he can't change what he does, since he can't get what he wants, then just destroy it all, Bai Lian has a weird smile on his face, in the small world, repeating all this, he naturally knows who is behind all this, he remembers that it is a ruthless character, if he can cooperate with him, when the Venerable returns again, the Venerable can only be him.

The face spirit keenly sensed the change in Bai Lian's mood, and said with some concern, "Xiao Lian, everything is due to the way of heaven, and it has long been doomed, you must not drill the horns again." ”

Bai Lian chuckled a few times in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't." Because this time he will never let go, he gave up, but in exchange for the news of the death of the Zun, Yan Yunqing took the initiative to push the Zun out, then it is no wonder to him.

After Bai Lian finished speaking, he turned around and left very neatly, leaving without looking back, and went to that notorious place.

Shura Temple.

The black slave returned to the temple with the ghost, and the man hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What happened?" ”

The black slave was expressionless, and said concisely, "Your Excellency is dead." ”

He violently pushed away the black slave, approached the black slave again, lifted the collar of the black slave, looked gloomy, and said sharply, "What do you say again?" The Lord's cultivation is so profound, how can he die so easily!! ”

The black slave did not resist, silently conveying the last order of the ghost venerable, "Wait." ”

He frowned and let go of the black slave's collar, "What do you mean?" ”

The black slave sighed helplessly, his heart seemed to be pressed by a jack, and he was breathless, "The Lord told us to wait for him to come back." ”

Wei's eyes widened slightly, and he hit the pillar next to him hard, he naturally knew that what the Lord said had never been broken, but why did the Lord do this? Just for the sake of that little Yama, according to him, if you like that little Yama, you might as well like him!

At least, not to let the Lord go up to his death!

The emotions of the four of them were extremely unstable, and the sky above the Shura Hall revealed a little demonic energy that began to condense together like a cloud, but Wei Xian calmed down and found that something was wrong at the moment, and he was a little puzzled, "What about the charm?" Which of you saw the charm? Where did Mei go? ”

The other three were shocked, and they all sensed the strange atmosphere, the black slave's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "You wait here, I'll go and look for the charm and come back." "There is absolutely no room for a traitor in the Shura Temple!