The Dragon King was stunned next to the empty seat, the "Fishing Spirit" had fallen!

"Liluo" Immortal Venerable looked at an immortal dressed in a gorgeous costume, with flowers and plants on his head and green eyes: "Did you kill those creatures in the lower realm with your own hands?" ”

"Yes." The monk replied faintly.

Immortal Venerable said: "Is there any reason for this? ”

"Yes!" The fairy replied.

"Xiao Xian has been investigating the Heavenly Tribulation, and it was these Nether people who had bad intentions and took the initiative to take action."

"That's right!"

Hearing this, "Liluo" waited for a while, but did not wait for the reaction of [Wu Bully Drum], and immediately nodded: "Not guilty!"

As he spoke, the strong qi and blood power on his body disappeared in an instant, revealing his true face.

"Liluo" looked at the next one: "Are you in the Nether, carrying out a large-scale massacre of all mortals?" ”

"Yes." It was a man with a human head and a skull around his neck, and he stood up.

"But what's the reason?" Immortal Venerable Dao.

"No ......" The immortal said with cold sweat on his forehead, his pupils constricted, and he muttered.

Blood splattered.

Looking at that group of immortals, in the thought of the immortal palace, he was killed by the immortal venerable, and Zhan Wuji only felt a chill all over his body, and was shocked into a cold sweat.

They just violated a Heavenly Dao law and were killed.

If people know about his past.

This thought flashed through Zhan Wuji's heart, and he leaned into Dan Xi's ear and whispered, "Lord Dan Xi, if you are asked by the Venerable, I think you should do something?" ”

"As an immortal, even if we kill a few nether people by mistake, they themselves are not hidden, what does it have to do with us?"

When Zhan Wuji heard this, his face condensed slightly, immortals, how could mortals accept it?

He wasn't saying how many people this Great Power had slaughtered in the Nether Realm, he just wanted to know that this Great Power was by his side at the moment.

Therefore, Zhan Wuji whispered, "I haven't ascended yet." ”

Dan Xi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "If immortals and mortals can't communicate, then this time, how can we go about finding the Thunder Tribulation?" ”

"Fairy Liluo is fair and empathetic."

"Unless you deliberately slaughter the people of the Nether Realm and disturb the rules of this Realm, otherwise, you can spare him."

As soon as Zhan Wuji heard this, he immediately knew that now the immortals were in the lower realm, searching for the location of the Heavenly Tribulation.

In this special case, unless the "Liluo" Immortal Venerable made a big mistake, he would not have any special difficulties.

At this time, "Liluo" looked at an immortal in a colorful robe and asked, "Did you carry out a large-scale massacre of everyone in the Nether Realm on the battlefield?" ”

The dark mist, condensed but not dispersed, was filled with the breath of death, as if all living beings, touching it, would immediately fall into eternal silence.

Barren, silent, empty, cold, destroys everything.

I don't know how long it has been.

It's nothingness, nothingness.

His divine consciousness was released, and it was as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and disappeared in an instant.

This is the forbidden place of life!

At this time, a Terran man with immortal wind bones, wearing a red gold armor, with flames dancing on the armor, was retreating into the depths of darkness.

His steps grew heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier.

He could only follow the man's instructions, step by step, and disappear into the void.

Silver ginger, "Xiangzai", "Lonely", "Empty", the four people, also followed the crowd, and retreated.

They came to the underworld!

A road of "no return", there is no way back!

At this moment, human beings are facing "death" with their backs to "life", gathering together and turning into a golden river, heading deeper into the darkness.

As he walked forward, the cold became heavier and heavier, and frost began to condense in the sky, and a large gray snow drifted in the sky, falling on everyone's shoulders with a bone-chilling chill.

In the darkness around us, there was no emptiness before, but instead there were shadows that appeared and disappeared.

As far as the eye can see, it looks like an ink painting wet with rain, with different shades of color staggered, turning the gray into darkness.

It is like a monster full of evil desires, looking at the creatures walking in the darkness with resentment.

Suddenly, a very familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Yinjiang, let's go!" ”

And at this time, a voice also sounded in the ears of "Empty Hazy":

The voice of "fear" came to the ears of "Xiangzai": "You people who sell your fame and fame are all high-sounding and selfish!" Why not help me! ”

This is the so-called "echo"!

Behind the golden-armored man, there was silence, and no one answered him.

Da, da, da......

A slight sound of footsteps sounded in the air, and everyone retreated.

"Boom ......"

"Mmmm......mm

"Woo-woo-"

"Boom ......" a coquettish groan sounded.

A terrible scream came from the sky, at first it was like nothing, but it didn't take long for the sound to become extremely terrible, like the saddest thing in the world, and people would cry when they heard it.

"Xiangzai", "Lonely" and "Empty" look the same, they don't know anything about "crying", but this is the underworld, this is weird, full of weirdness.

If the silver ginger doesn't speak, they naturally won't speak.

Da, da, da......

The footsteps did not stop in the slightest, and the rest of the Terrans, as if they did not hear it, kept retreating.

Among this group of people, there is one person who stands out.

His cultivation is still in the Mahayana period!

"Chuiyu" was wearing a golden armor, and from the outside, he was no different from many human races, but his cultivation did not improve much.

Under the mask, his face was gloomy.

The person in front of him must also be an 'Immortal Emperor'.

It's a pity that this Immortal Emperor doesn't give face at all!

In this space, his cultivation is still above him, so he will be forced to kneel!

This time when he returns to the upper realm, he must investigate carefully, who is so blind, and dares to play him here!

When the time comes, he will definitely go to Yili to settle accounts!

While he was thinking, there was a whimpering sound in his ears, and "Chuiyu" only felt a great grief, surging like a tide, and in an instant, his heart was full of mixed feelings, endless bitterness, and surrounded his whole person.

It seems that in this world, there is no happiness left, only endless sorrow, tormenting his heart.

He couldn't speak, his eyes were moist, his throat was choked, and he wanted to hold his head and cry.

He quickly calmed down, and the flames flickered all over his body.

Before, all the Mahayana ancestors were honoring that person as the king, but he was different from those little immortals, he was also an immortal emperor!

He certainly doesn't stoop to others.

Therefore, he didn't say a word, and now he can't improve his cultivation at all, the only thing he can do is to rely on the golden armor and the flames on the armor to resist the corrosion from hell.