The black-robed palace marshal sighed lightly, put down the bait in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at the woman at the end of the corridor path, with the shadowy sea of trees as the background, her black dress was like the night, her face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the color was like the flower of spring dawn.

The palace marshal raised his hand and stroked his lips, stroking the fake smile on the corner of his lips to look a little real, and he chuckled: "It's really surprising that Miss Yousheng was able to come to the door so quickly. ”

Yousheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and she bluntly said her real name, and sure enough, this man had already seen her identity.

Glancing at the silent boiling blue lake under the influence of that man's terrifying qi, it was like a huge boiler, in which the red koi that had been burned to death exploded in the blue lake water and exploded into a cloud of blood.

And between the man's gentle eyebrows, he no longer saw the joy he expressed to the group of koi fish when he was feeding.

Yousheng frowned silently: "The handsome commander of the palace above 10,000 people will also abuse weak fish?"

The smile on the palace marshal's face was even stronger, and his eyes lingered on the Yousheng God unabashedly, and his eyes did not see any obscenity and filth, as if he was admiring the most precious and unique treasure in the Seven Realms.

What's more, there was a naked possession in his eyes, as if the only treasure belonged to him alone.

Yousheng was very disgusted by this natural gaze.

He raised his palm and leaned, and the boiling water of the lake suddenly calmed down, and the blood stains floating on the surface of the lake floated up in the air between his waves, and as the dark wind swept away, the pool water returned to its clear and blue color again.

However, there is no koi fish in the lake.

He looked at the beautiful woman in the darkness with his chin propped up, his smile was gentle and harmless, and he pretended to be surprised: "Miss Yousheng is a high-ranking god clan, the daughter of a god, who regards all mortals as a small one, and life as cheap dust, and even cares about some swimming fish that have not even opened their minds?"

His eyes were crooked: "I'm really curious, what can polish away the edges and coldness, sharpness and ruthlessness of a god." ”

Yousheng smiled coldly: "Since you know that I am a god, do you dare to make a mistake in front of you?"

The palace marshal spread his palms and said as a matter of course: "Why don't you dare?" Now that you have surrendered to your godhead, but you have only only reached the Yuan Realm, I will press you for two whole realms, don't say that I will make a second ...... in front of you."

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly, and a hint of playfulness crossed his handsome face.

"Even if the marshal of this palace wants to take the earth as the seat and the sky as the quilt with Yousheng girl here, and perform the gift of Zhou Gong together, you will not be allowed to refuse. ”

There was a sense of evil on Yousheng's cold face, and his beautiful eyes like black gems were filled with the fog of slaughter, unfathomable!

Without hesitation, she untied the black jade ring, turned into a pitch-black war bow covered with streamer night, took the bow and pulled the string, and completed it in one go, like an arrow tempered and condensed by the stars, ready to go!

She said coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

The three words 'dog thing' full of insult made the palace marshal's expression suddenly become extremely happy.

He glanced at the dark arrow in her hand, whether it was the Yuan Force between Heaven and Earth or the pure dark power emanating from the Mirror of the Ancient Abyss, all of them were gathered in that arrow under her bow.

As long as her fingers loosen slightly, even if he is in the Divine Journey Realm, his soul will be gone, and he will never be seen again!

"If you release the arrow, the dark bow will be self-sealed, and after three days, the Dark Abyss Hall will be broken, and the Great Wheel Ming Palace will appear, and you will not even have the ability to protect yourself at that time. ”

He smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, but the words he said were indescribably lingering: "If you kill me, who will protect you." ”

The fingers that took the arrow stiffened slightly, Yousheng's eyelids twitched, and a huge wave was set off in his heart: "Three days later, the Abyss Hall will be broken? This is impossible! With the hall master here, how can Sen Ming invade?!"

Moreover, the Shooting Shadow Platform won a complete victory, and the tens of thousands of Underworld tribes of the Senying tribe no longer had the support of dark underworld, and they had already exhausted themselves, not to mention that three days later, in the past hundred years, the Senying could not make any waves. ”

The palace marshal calmly cocked a Erlang leg, stretched out his arms and leaned against the railing, and said with a smile: "The victory of the Shooting Shadow Terrace, and the fall of all the beasts, this is indeed beyond my expectations, I thought that kid was just a useful chess piece in your hand, but I never thought that you even passed on the Shura Daohua to him."

Shura Daohua is the Netherworld God's self-created exercise, with the ability to open up the world, except for those who are directly related to the family, they are not allowed to practice, and the Netherworld God-Zun once threatened that Shura Daohua only passed on one daughter in his life, and the only exception was made once, and this exercise was awarded to the emperor without Qixie, which was just to treat him as a son-in-law. ”

Looking at Yousheng, whose face was gradually a little pale, his smile gradually became colder: "That Wuqi evil spirit is more arrogant than you, and the upper gods in the ten thousand star fields regard you as the love of their hearts and admire you for thousands of years, but he is the only one who disdains you, and even looks down on you."

Also, he is the son of the God Emperor and a legend of the Heavenly Dao, while your father, the Netherworld, is from the Nine Shadows Killing Domain, not from the orthodox God Clan's bloodline, and his reputation is not good.

The dignified emperor, the future co-master of the Seven Realms, can control the reincarnation of life and death in the Ten Thousand Domains, and naturally will not let his domineering and noble bloodline stain any stain. ”

The palace marshal's smiling eyes shone with this sinister and jealous light.

He grinded his teeth, and still had a hypocritical smirk on his face: "Yousheng, you are dead, you can't be the emperor." ”

Yousheng was cold all over his body, stubbornly biting his lower lip, and with such a deep force, he strangled out a red mark of blood, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth, bitter and bitter.

The palace marshal's words are heart-wrenching, and her words are branded with souls, thinking that it should be a fatal sword, and the deadly words will force her tears out.

But Yousheng didn't cry, but felt a little uncomfortable and wronged, biting his lip and stubbornly saying: "I never thought of being the emperor." ”

Hearing this, the hypocritical light in the palace marshal's eyes dissipated a little, and there was a little more softness, and his voice couldn't help but become a little softer: "Hmm, then what do you want?"

I'll give it to you.

The smile in his eyes was real.

"What do I want?" Yousheng's eyes were blank for a moment, and then quickly turned into an iron-like thought, and he said loudly: "What I want is to kill the Shura King." ”

The smile on the palace marshal's face gradually froze, and even the fake smile was about to collapse.

Yousheng took a deep breath and looked at the man with a deep gaze: "Who are you?!"

The hall commander in the Abyss Hall has no way of knowing so many secret past events of the Protoss.

The palace marshal slowly got up, straightened his robe, the smile on his face was clean, and his dark eyes overflowed with a touch of red gold.

He looked at the arrow in Yousheng's hand, and was not at all worried that the arrow would suddenly leave the string and take his life.

His face was all serious and solemn, his left foot stepped forward, and his right hand clenched his fist to his heart, making a unique dedication to the gods.

His jet-black hair was covered with a layer of divine golden light under the dark night, and he was dressed in a black robe

The meaning gradually faded into a sacred golden white, and at this time he was filled with solemn and mysterious brilliance.

"Get to know me, my name is Zuo, the Nine Nights Young Monarch under the Lord of the Fifth Dark Star Divine Domain, and the marriage of the goddess Yousheng. ”

Yousheng's pupils slowly grew, and his heart was shocked.

The bow and arrow in his hand trembled slightly under the extremely disordered mind, but his body was extremely stiff and unable to speak.

I can't understand it in my heart!

Why?

The grandson of the Desolate Emperor of the Divine Kingdom on the other side, the Young Monarch of the Nine Nights of the Fifth Dark Night Star Domain, the object of her marriage - will appear in this Abyss Palace?!

Who's going to explain it to her!

Dianshuai, oh no, it was Jiuye Shaojun who saw her in a trance like being struck by lightning, and a cold smile flowed out of his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, it disappeared in place.

The dark wind swept open a pool of water, the rain and fog in the silent abyss world suddenly dispersed, and even the mirror light above the sky was under the majestic momentum of a punch, and the light was dispersed!

Yan Zuo's fist landed on Yousheng's body.

This punch, because of anger, was faster than everything, faster than time, faster than the arrow in her hand.

Yousheng only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, which hit his soul!

The body seemed to be hit by the Heavenly Pillar outside the Nine Heavenly Domains, and the space behind him exploded layer by layer, and an abnormal flush surged on his fair and beautiful face.

This punch hit her body, and even more so her soul.

Although acting left is like a ghostly sheng, the self-descending godhead can be put into the temple and lurk for fifty years.

But he was carrying the Dark Star Divine Stone, so he didn't need to press the realm so thoroughly and absolutely like Yousheng, and his cultivation only needed to be pressed in the initial realm of the fugue.

This punch, if he hadn't deliberately left his hand, Yousheng would have died so violently.

Even so, this punch still blasted Yousheng's soul directly out of the body.

She couldn't even make a muffled grunt of pain in her throat before she saw her body slowly flying upside down.

The body and soul are completely separated, and only countless dark blue light filaments are directly connected between the body and the soul as if they were broken threads.

The speed at which the soul flew away from the body was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred meters away.

Yousheng's body, on the other hand, was floating in the air, flying upside down at a slow speed in layers of cracked space.

Zuo Shi Shiran stood with his fists closed, looking at the woman who kept falling back from the withered space with an expressionless face, with deep pain and boundless anger in his eyes.

"Kill the Shura King? What do you want? No, no, all you want is to tear up the marriage contract between you and me, Yousheng, I am a dignified young monarch of the Nine Nights, so I don't want to be treated by you?!"

Yousheng's whole body of qi and even vitality were all in chaos under this punch.

Even the Dark Bow in her hand could not maintain the form of a war bow, and it turned into a black jade ring and landed in her palm with great spirituality.

With a thud, a strand of clothing exploded between the slender arms, revealing a touch of snow jade-like skin.

There is no longer any gentleness between the left eyebrows and eyes, only endless seriousness and coldness.

He walked slowly towards the direction of Yousheng's fall, but his voice was strangely soft: "Why do you want to pass it on to that kid Shura Daohua? Don't you know that in the entire Seven Realms, only I am qualified to be your husband and cultivate Shura Daohua?"