After half a cup of tea, the King of the Dark Dark entered the big pit from the dream of the Blue Bridge, and Xiao Cong walked out of the detained divine array and jumped down from the edge of the big pit.

One person and two souls gathered together, standing in front of the "coffin" of the magic circle, although the remnant soul of the Hades King and the old ghost did not speak, but Xiao Cong always felt that the atmosphere here was strange, and he spoke:

"The previous predecessor promised me that I could carry three-quarters of the coffin's underworld power into the imperial puppet sacrifice, and the remaining quarter would depend on you. ”

But I heard the remnant soul of the King of Hades convey the meaning with his spiritual sense:

"It doesn't take three-quarters, half of it, my Stygian Wu clan is the closest to this underworld power, and this matter is for me, so I should do my best, how can I wronged my fellow Daoists to take risks for me. ”

The old ghost of the witch spirit on the side snorted lightly, and said in a strange tone:

"That's a bit of a conscience!"

Xiao Cong nodded,

"Alright, let's get started. ”

"Wait!" the old ghost said suddenly.

Xiao Cong turned his head when he heard the voice,

"What, is there anything else going on with the seniors?"

"Boy, you believe in this old guy so much, you don't have any backhand, aren't you afraid that he will cross the river and tear down the bridge to kill people and kill people? If you want me to say, you can't insist on the so-called gentleman's pedantic attitude now, life and death matters, don't you think much about it, don't you know how to light the lamp spell? Give him the next one!"

Xiao Cong looked in the direction of the old ghost and the remnant soul of the Hades King, first, he didn't know what to do, to be honest, he felt that the old ghost's words were good, but first, the Hades King was a former leader** The high-energy powerhouse of the Eight Desolations, and the leader of the Hades Wu clan, there must be a strong backbone, and as far as Xiao Cong knows, this is still a middle-aged person, for this kind of person, it is better to hang on the interests than to hang points, if he applies the lamp spell to the Hades King, the rest is only a favor and no share, in other words, he is just a benefactor of the Hades King rather than a friend, the Hades King has paid off the grace, the two will have nothing to do with each other, the Xiao family has been destroyed, and it is simply a fool's dream to use the empty title of the fourth young master of the Xiao family to bluff people, and for the unworthy title of the demon subduer who was obtained by the shadow of the ancestors, except for some top existences, most of the others laughed at itNow he really wants a friend like the King of Hades, so he decided to take a gamble.

At this time, he heard the remnant soul of the King of Hades convey his meaning with spiritual sense:

"What Daoyou said is very reasonable, it should be so, Xiao Gongzi, just do what Daoyou said. ”

Xiao Cong shook his head slowly, and said unexpectedly:

"No need, I trust the seniors. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand towards the "coffin" of the magic circle and made a gesture of please, and the remnant soul of the Hades King did not hesitate to burrow into it without saying a word, and the old ghost floated in front of Xiao Cong, first snorting coldly, and then hating iron into steel:

"The pedantic erector is really in vain. ”

After speaking, he got into the "coffin" of the magic circle.

Xiao Cong smiled slightly, didn't answer, just looked up at the sky, slowly returned to his face to no expression, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although I don't want to stay at the bottom of this pit for the night, but

Because he couldn't be sure when the old ghost and the remnant soul of the Hades King would come out, Xiao Cong still stayed here for three whole days, and he was more worried about whether the old ghost and the remnant soul of the Hades King with the power of the underworld would be able to tear the imperial puppet sacrifice apart in a fleeting way than his disgust with this place.

After three days, about the time of the ceremony, the temperature around the already cold seemed to drop a few points, Xiao Cong suddenly stood up with a feeling, and stared at the "coffin" of the magic circle not far away for a moment, his eyes were full of anticipation or expectation, and apprehension was not like apprehension, he looked at it like a child with a freak in his heart, and all the things that could not be hidden in his heart were expressed on his face, his eyes became darker and brighter, and his breathing became more and more gentle.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, he knew that the old ghost and the remnant soul of the Hades King who carried the power of the underworld had entered the imperial puppet sacrifice, and he finally swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Time was pressing, whether it was success or failure, it was time for him to start preparing, so he settled down, took a deep look at the immovable imperial puppet sacrifice, and turned his head to walk towards the Blue Bridge Dream.

According to the agreement, if the old ghost and the remnant soul of the King of the Immortal can escape from the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, he will lead the other remnant souls who escaped from the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice to break free from the shackles of the Emperor Spirit Seal through the Blue Bridge Dream, and reach the other end of the circle, and he will be captured by the Detention Array, and then Xiao Cong will erase the traces of the magic circle left here, and go over there to enter the Detention Array to help the Immortal King recover his soul power as much as possible, as for whether the old ghost and the Immortal King can escape from the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, then he can't help.

The time did not last long, about the time when Xiao Cong entered the Blue Bridge Dream for more than ten breaths, a gust of wind whistled out from the imperial puppet sacrifice, and carried a little dust and sand dug up from the frozen soil towards the Blue Bridge Dream Array.

After half a pillar of incense, Xiao Cong, who was full of tiredness, walked out of the dream of the Blue Bridge, unsteady under his feet, and stumbled.

The imperial puppet sacrifice looks like the imperial puppet sacrifice, the sacrificial flags are lined up, the lines are not moving, weird, Xiao Cong sat cross-legged more than ten zhang away from the imperial puppet sacrifice, closed his eyes and pinched the trick to breathe silently, Rao is Xiao Cong's means are extraordinary, but it is still a very difficult thing for him to send the old ghost and the remnant soul of the king of the underworld to the detention array over there, these two goods are not like the ordinary people when the holy city was sent to the Yuan capital, the souls of millions of people in the holy city combined, it is not as good as the two goods one-twelve, and there is still a detention array over there that needs to be deployed, thanks to Xiao Cong's adventure, the formation attainments and spiritual power have improved a lot, this has to be put aside, and the little life must be left here。

After a little breathing to recover some spiritual power, Xiao Cong grew up, flew out of the pit with the help of the star wings, and came to the detaining god array non-stop, releasing the old ghost of the witch spirit, and began to help the fusion of the remnant soul of the Hades King.

In the Detention God Array, in addition to Xiao Cong, the soul of the King of Hades can probably be divided into two kinds, one is not yet affected by the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, and the other is already affected by the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, Xiao Cong promised before

With Xiao Cong's previous plan, in order to avoid having too many dreams at night, he planned to directly wipe out the remnant souls that had been affected by the imperial puppet sacrifice, but the remnant soul of the king of the underworld refused to do so, because he was a senior, and his words were sincere and sincere, Xiao Cong was not reluctant, but he was not moved, but he was not moved, so he silently compromised and stayed in this imperial puppet sacrifice to help the king of the underworld, who had recovered forty percent of his soul power, to continue to fuse those remnant souls that had been affected by the imperial puppet sacrifice。

He didn't know what was going on with the witchcraft of the Wuma family, and he didn't know if the King of Hades had absorbed these remnant souls that had been affected by the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, he only knew that the King of the Immortal Beast had indeed not disappointed him, and it only took seven to fuse all the free remnant souls that had been affected by the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice and those who were not affected by the Imperial Puppet Sacrifice, and although the soul power failed to return to its peak state, it was finally restored to seven or eight out of ten, which was really an unexpected surprise.

If he can really make a New Year's friend with the King of Hades by rescuing him this time, then he is not only worth the trip this time, but he will make a lot of money!

When Xiao Cong and the King of the Dark Dark had just come out of the Detention Array, the old ghost of the Witch Spirit came to Xiao Cong with a gust of wind, and he did not shy away from saying in surprise:

"The King of the Underworld is the King of the Underworld, and the ability to deal with the Wuma family is really good compared to Lao Tzu, but the price is indeed a bit bigger. ”

It sounds like a compliment, but it feels more like a joke anyway.

The King of the Dark Dark smiled and said loudly:

"Master Cen has won the award, and the younger generation has no choice but to do it, whether it can be recovered in the future depends on the care of the old man, Master. ”

Xiao Cong was shocked when he heard this, and the King of the Underworld was speaking with his soul body at this time, didn't that mean that he had turned into half a witch spirit like the old witch spirit in front of him!

"Master Cen...... Cen Shen, who is known as a teacher for all generations!"

Hearing this, the old ghost of the witch spirit repelled and said:

"Stinky boy, how can you call Lao Tzu by his name, don't think that your master is a heavenly man, you can be lawless! If you are so disrespectful again, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson for your master, even if your master is short, he will definitely not be able to say anything!"

Xiao Cong knew that he was rude, so he hurriedly bowed his hand and said reverently:

"Xiao Cong, the fourth son of the younger Xiao family, visited the master, I didn't know the master's true eyes before, and I was offended, and I hope the master will not blame. ”

The name of Master Cen, which is called in the whole Xuan Zhen is well-known, not to mention an ordinary monk, it is Xiao Cong's highly respected master Qi Xian Tiandao Weng Every time he mentions this person, he will inevitably say that the future is terrifying, and there are really not many people who can make Tiandao Weng praise him like this, but this Master Cen is one of them, a sentence of eternal life as a teacher is somewhat unclear and unclear, so the praise of the half-hung monk is exaggerated, but it can make Tiandao Weng so sure, it is a sure thing.

The reason why this gentleman is called a master is nothing more than the rare wisdom root in his world

There are really few people who can stand out from the right, but although this old guy can study the way of heaven, but after all, what he does is some work on paper, and knowledge and action can not be unified, so although he is a cultivator, the cultivation that matches his heavenly perception seems mediocre, and even a little bit can't take it, I don't know if it's intentional or providential, anyway, most of the talents can not be used for themselves, but are good teachers and frequent wedding dresses for others, although each cultivator who has been taught by him can not fully understand the essence of his knowledge, but he has always benefited a lot, and over time, it has gradually become a good story, and the name of the master comes from this。