"My father's body, my father's immortal law!"

Anubis the werewolf-headed man looked up overhead, excited, and the terrifying death aura entangled around him, constantly wrapped in muddy water, making the image of the werewolf-headed man more and more realistic.

It seems that there is no longer a statue of a god in front of him, but the deity of a great Western god has descended.

The wolf-headed man looked around at the Huaxia Immortals present, the nine prison masters. His expression was arrogant and fearless, and even faintly brought inexplicable pressure to the immortals.

It's as if the Emperor of Heaven has descended.

"Anubis, who is it?" Not all of the nine prison masters knew the name Anubis, and even if they did, they didn't know what status Anubis was in among the Western gods.

The identity of this wolf-headed man Anubis among the ancient gods of the West is by no means simple.

He is the incarnate God, the elder brother of Horus.

This identity is enough to make Anubis the wolf-headed man have enough arrogance.

"Anubis, among the gods of the West, God is honored, but I think you are qualified enough to sit on the throne of God. ”

Chu Wangxian spoke again, his words plain and easily provocative.

Among the Western gods, the position of God is like the position of the Emperor of Heaven in China.

Supreme, but many coveters.

Now it is Horus who incarnates as God, and his image is all over the world, and even printed on banknotes, like Taoist statues all over the world, absorbing the faith of everyone.

As an elder brother and a ridiculed illegitimate son, Anubis has naturally coveted his younger brother's position as a god for a long time, Chu Wangxian has a deep understanding of the Western god system, and sneered and said:

"You know very well that if you want to seize the position of God, you can only ask for help from outsiders, and if the Chinese immortals help you, you will get twice the result with half the effort. ”

After Chu Wangxian finished speaking, Anubis, the wolf-headed man, neither affirmed nor denied it, but changed the topic and asked:

"This is my father's body, why does this man have my father's method of immortality. ”

Anubis stared at the sky.

"When your father Osiris died overnight, his soul was split in two, one part of which was transferred to your brother Horus, and the other half was incarnated as the primeval god of the Immortal, and was later killed by me, I ask now, do you think I really killed him?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Chu Wangxian didn't care about Anubis's scorching eyes at all, and continued to speak:

"It's very simple, why don't you ask Feng Jiuyou, who taught him, Osiris's method of immortality. ”

"You mean, my father taught this man the method of immortality. ”

Anubis, the wolf-headed man, looked up at the top of his head, and it turned out that this person was called Wind Nine Shadows.

"What is the truth, you can ask him, but this person is already immortal, and you are afraid that you will not be able to kill him. ”

Chu Wangxian spread his hands, seemed to be smiling, and deliberately provoked.

"Hmph! You Chinese people, practicing the method of alchemy, are nondescript, and you dare to say that I have no choice. ”

Chu Wangxian's chuckling look was reflected in the red eyes of the wolf-headed statue, and his right hand was raised, and above his head, the space was torn open.

This torn crack was pitch black and dark, as if there was endless death inside.

Inside is the underworld of the West.

Suddenly, a burst of holy light fell from the crack, and when the light dissipated, a supreme artifact fell into his hand.

When this artifact was taken out, the heavens and the earth were suffocated, as if they were solidified.

Everyone only felt that their bodies had no weight, and all their eyes saw that this was an impossible artifact in Huaxia, this was a balance.

They even had the illusion that their souls were placed on the scales.

The wolf-headed man held the scales in his hand, looked up at the sky, and shouted:

"Where is my father?"

"Father, what father? You Western demons dare to be presumptuous in front of me, I am the immortal Wind Nine Shadows. "The roar in the sky is getting stronger.

The wolf-headed man ignored Feng Jiuyou, he chanted a spell in his mouth, called his father's name, and shook his right hand in the void.

In an instant, the souls of the immortals were loosened, as if the tightly held heart was loosened, and the power of the balance was transferred.

After ten breaths of silence.

As the right hand of the wolf-headed man Anubis was released, a jumping heart appeared in the air.

Feng Bingyi, who was watching from the sidelines, pressed in his heart, and he unconsciously touched his heart, it was not his heart, but whose heart was this?

You are all like this, and you find that it is not your heart, so you can relax your heart.

"No, it can't be, it's my heart, what did you do. ”

There was a roar in the sky.

Everyone was busy looking at the sky, and the black mist clouds were churning more and more.

Feng Jiu panicked!

His body, limbs and even his head are all integrated into the Heavenly Dao laws of Mingquan Hell, only the heart still exists, as long as the heart is not destroyed, he will never die.

This is the secret method of immortality of Osiris, the father of God, from the West.

This heart was placed by him in the layers of confinement, the safest position in this Mingquan Hell.

No one knows but him, and no one can come near.

But it was taken out by this wolf-headed man silently.

"Why, why did you find my heart?" said Feng Jiuyou's voice.

Chu Wangxian looked at it coldly, it was really stupid, did no one really know where Feng Jiuyou's heart was placed?

Didn't Feng Jiuyou think about it? What he cultivated was the method of immortality, and at least the person who created this method of immortality knew where Feng Jiuyou's heart was placed.

He, a second-hand product, touched the genuine and exposed himself.

Now!

But the wolf-headed man ignored the roar, and pinched out another feather and placed it on the other side of the scale.

With a squeak, the weight of the heart overwhelmed the weight of the feathers, and the sky tilted to one side.

"Your heart is heavier than the feather of truth, and you deserve to go to hell!"

The Balance Artifact was activated.

The immortals present did not know the horror of this scale, this was the balance of truth.

Among the Western artifacts, these are the few truly terrifying artifacts that make Chu Wangxian truly fearful.

The scales of truth judge all.

From mortals to gods, as long as they are in the underworld, they cannot escape the judgment of the Truth Scale, and even Chu Wangxian does not know the activation principle of the Truth Balance, only that it is an ancient artifact that has been handed down from a long, long time.

As long as a person's heart is heavier than a feather of truth in the balance of truth, it will be like the deepest part of the Western underworld.

At this moment, Feng Jiuyou is like this, even if he is immortal, it will not help.

The wolf-headed man grabbed his right hand, and a black mist was torn down from the sky, and in the scream, the black mist sank into the spatial crack in the ground along with the wolf-headed man's body.

Anubis, the wolf-headed man, is about to capture the Nine Shadows of the Wind into the underworld of the West.

"No, no!" Black Mist struggled and roared.

His body melted into the Hell of the Drinking Spring, but he never imagined that one day, he would be pulled out.

"It's started!" Chu Wangxian sighed, shook his head lightly and said: "Feng Jiuyou, I persuaded you, but unfortunately you didn't listen, do you think there is really an immortal technique in this world?"