The Nether Lord is fanatical. Because in front of the coffin, there was a mysterious red spar. You don't have to think about it to know that it's the legendary Heart of Illusions. Is it just that it is embedded in the coffin and let someone take it? Or is there something more precious in the coffin? Or is there a mechanism?

For a moment, there was a fierce struggle in the Nether Master's heart.

Hold back the surging tide. The Nether Lord calmed down: "Boy, what else has your family history said?" He didn't believe that things were so simple, what a precious thing the heart of illusion was, there must be fraud in it! For an abyssal creature that had survived for most of his life, caution had become instinct.

"Uh... It is said that if the children of the future generations have the opportunity to find the tomb of green leaves, the only useful thing is the heart of illusion, just take it yourself, don't disturb the peace of Mr., otherwise the heavens will be destroyed!"

Now that he had figured this out, the Nether Lord couldn't hold back his excitement any longer. Seven steps away, feeling the psychedelic aura emanating from the heart of illusion, the Nether Lord was intoxicated and took the first step to take the heart.

The first step is to be safe and sound! The second step is to be down-to-earth. Shenxing Wuji also prayed in his heart, the ancestor must not lie to himself, otherwise the Netherworld Lord turned around and was broken into thousands of pieces in minutes.

Seven steps in a row, no. The Nether Master, blushing, stretched out his crystallized arm tremblingly. This is his own defense trick at the bottom of the box, even if there is any danger, he can block it for a while.

It's just that when he easily took away the illusionary heart from the inlaid coffin, the imaginary attack did not come, and there was no movement around him. Holding this position like this, after a quiet pause or two, the Nether Lord had to admit that he had hit a stroke of great luck.

"Haha... Uncontrollable laughter, the Nether Lord was so happy that he didn't even bother with the appearance of the Vision. More and more mist began to flow into the groove, and as the coffin swirled into the ground in a whirlpool, it was as if there were white milk waves flowing through the entire misty forest. The fog on the periphery was almost sucked out, the fog in the inner circle and the Jedi also faded a lot, the field of vision began to increase greatly, and everything began to loom. Everyone or beast in the Misty Forest began to feel uneasy, and it all came too suddenly. It's just that with a lot of clarity in the field of vision, nothing else happens. In the end, it was the Netherworld Lord who gave the answer: "Hey, maybe the last wish of the Green Leaf Master is to protect his birthplace." In the end, he used the Heart of Illusion to increase the concentration of the Misty Forest, minimizing the damage and threat to it from humans. Taking away the Heart of Illusion this time is equivalent to breaking the formation of the Misty Forest, and this forest may not be called the Misty Forest in the future. ”

Shenxing Wuji was silent, but Ye Yuhuan asked innocently: "Uncle Hades, isn't there any way to protect this place anymore?"

He exhaled heavily, "It's difficult, the Misty Forest is such a large area, and there is no way to exhaust manpower, and only people like Green Leaves, who have the possibility of breaking through the scope of the grandmaster, can only use an illusionary heart to make such a big move." Perhaps he felt a little cruel to ruin a grandmaster's last wish like this, or perhaps he felt a little ashamed to take someone else's things like this, and the Nether Lord said as if he had promised, "Okay." I promise you, as long as I can break through to the Grandmaster realm, the first thing I will do is to rearrange the Misty Forest and try to restore it to peace!"

I was surprised that the Netherworld Lord actually said such a thing, but Shenxing Wuji still accepted this kindness, he didn't want to let the ancestor promise the other party's peace and not die well because of him: "Lord Juggernaut, thank you!"

Hearing this heartfelt thank you, the Nether Lord was happy: "Boy. I'm afraid this sentence is what you are willing to call it. ”

The forest is distorted, the fog is gone, and the monsters are manic, and this looks like a great treasure to be born. I still remember the most famous time in history when a volcano was about to erupt, covering the sky and the sun, lightning and thunder. Eventually, a fiery red blade erupted from it, and it fell into the hands of the Supreme Flame Eagle, achieving its heavenly prestige. Due to the drastic drop in the concentration of the mist, the safety factor became higher, and all of a sudden, the adventurers of the mainland took over the tasks related to the misty forest and left. In the following years, the number of demonic beasts in the Misty Forest decreased sharply, and the human population overflowed, cutting off the food chain of the Misty Forest, and finally angered the ninth-level high-level demonic beasts in the Jedi Swamp, the two-headed snake Pasla, which made this wind of treasure hunting heat down, which is a later story.

Obtained the legendary Heart of Illusions, the Nether Master's heart blooms. Seeing the resentful eyes of Shenxing Wuji, I still didn't understand what this young man was thinking. "Don't look at me with disgusting eyes. Let's go, send you back to Infinite City. ”

On the flying boat, the Netherworld Lord reluctantly put the heart of the illusion away, and looking at the urgency, he was eager to find an absolutely safe place to study the mysteries in it. "Boy, this time I'll admit a favor to you. Although he agreed to the three conditions of Shenxing Wuji, but in the eyes of the Netherworld, it was all, and it was not at the same level as the heart of illusion, so easily obtaining this heavy treasure made him feel that he was taking advantage.

"Otherwise, don't go, go back with me, I'll take you as an apprentice. Disciple of the Lord of the Abyss City, this is a great honor!" Before he finished speaking, a shocking scene appeared.

The Netherworld Lord is in a good mood to make a joke, but Shenxing Wuji doesn't think so, he has been looking forward to this moment for too long! So much so that he can't tolerate a little mistake, full of hope in vain, he feels that he has been deceived, and he can't bear to be deceived, so he will tear down the bridge when he crosses the river? Let others slaughter him? The melting blood in his body finally began to make a mess in his heart, and the purple thunder original blood that was finally refined took the opportunity to rebound.

Shenxing Wuji suddenly flashed with lightning all over his body, a depression fainted, and the clothes on his body withered and turned into ashes.

The Netherworld Lord is old face turned red, and Ye Yuhuan was even more blushing for no reason, and his heart was beating faster.

"Uncle Ming, what's wrong with Brother Ji?" asked urgently, but he didn't dare to touch it!

After the vision on Shenxing Wuji's body disappeared, the Netherworld Master began to investigate. "How did this kid survive until now?"

As we all know, when a person is born, the bloodline is determined. Most people are mortal bloodlines, and the bloodlines that can become blood warriors are definitely different from ordinary people, either full of energy, or strange attributes, or talented. Of course, there are so many races on the continent, there are always some strange and strange things, but they are also born and raised, and they are natural.

But the Spirit Ghost Sect is the opposite, they think that the powerful power comes from the bloodline, as long as the bloodline is stronger, then the stronger the power that can be controlled, so artificially exchange blood, make blood, melt blood and then refine it into their own blood, as long as it is a method and means to create a strong bloodline, they will do everything. So much so that later there were experimental subjects such as Shenxing Wuji. It's just that, to the surprise of the Netherworld Master, there are at least five or six powerful bloodlines in this kid's body, either chaotic or regular. There are signs of fusion, but from time to time one of these energies is resisting. The Nether Lord could feel that these energies were like dormant vipers. The electric light just now has already explained everything, you must know that the pure and tame bloodline is the foundation of whether the bloodline can exert its strength and prolong its life. The unruly bloodline not only can't help the blood, but is more likely to consume life internally, and die from a serious explosion. This is also the fundamental reason why there are many people who have a strong bloodline but fail to become a blood warrior, they can't control it, and if they are forcibly stimulated, they will find death! This kid is in this state, hey. Although he passed the first level and died without exploding, how could these powerful bloodlines be tamed by a small Blood Refining Realm bloodstreamer? As time goes by, the consequences will become more and more serious.

His brow furrowed, and the Nether Lord was helpless. Seeing that the misty fall on Shenxing Wuji's ears had been cracked, the Netherworld Lord sighed, That's it, this kid can be regarded as fulfilling one of his wishes, so give it to him, and the rest depends on his own creation. Take out a crystal-like transparent and tranquil earring with a metallic luster from the space ring, and replace it with Shenxing Wuji. "Girl, he's fine. But you have to remind him to be less excited in the future, and he should know it himself. After taking a closer look at the gods, the Netherworld Lord said lightly.

"Yes, Uncle Hades. You changed the earrings for Brother Ji again? It seems that this one looks better!" Girls, no matter who they are or where they grew up, are probably naturally very interested in these shiny things.

"Hehe, I gave this to my wife. In the past, she especially liked to go to the human world to play, but later she died in the human world!" Glancing at Ye Yuhuan, the Netherworld Master took out another ring from his body. "This is what I was going to give to my unborn daughter, there is not much space, so I'll give it to you now. Girl, you and I are fated to see each other, take care!" In Ye Yuhuan's surprised gaze, the ring slowly became smaller and was placed on the middle finger of his left hand.

Above the flying boat, you can already see a city in the forest appear on the horizon: Wuji City.

Turned around and re-boarded the flying boat, driving the flying boat to slowly rise into the air. Seeing that Ye Yuhuan under the tree was still waving his hands to himself, and then looking at the gods who were still lying on the ground, the Netherworld Lord sighed: "Boy, ask for more blessings." I'm not a pharmacist, so I can only help you with this, and I hope Lena's earrings can keep you in the first place. The boat sped away, and soon disappeared into the sky.

When he couldn't see the flying boat, Ye Yuhuan stopped waving his arm and looked at Shenxing Wuji, who was breathing steadily, and then looked at the world quietly.

For the first time, I looked at the world with complete relaxation: the sky was shining with the warm slanting sun, the fine sunlight, the dappled shadows falling to the ground, squatting down, gently touching the grass under my feet, sniffing, it was the smell of grass. There are also wild flowers everywhere, scattered trees, crisp birdsong in the distance, and a big city in the distance... All of this made Ye Yuhuan feel novel, gorgeous, and vibrant.

However, Ye Yuhuan, who looked at the world like a newborn baby, didn't notice the two people on the hill in the distance. The two men were prostrate on the top of the mountain, and had been looking at this place for a while. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a strong boy and a young man. "Brother Xuan, how much did you say that flying boat was worth?" The strong boy who looked like he was going to stay a little longer asked Qi Xuan, a slightly handsome young man next to him.