Ah Lang walked slowly through the Netherworld Forest all the way, before claiming that the owner of the Netherworld Forest had some intention of giving himself courage, at this moment his grandfather was behind him, whether it was a doppelganger or not, Ah Lang was raising his toes proudly, while slowly talking about his adventure experience, while looking east and west, hoping to be discovered by other creatures, completely looking like a fox and a fake tiger.

"Little rabbit cub, don't be blind, there are a few little demon beasts who know that I am back, but according to their cultivation, they can't see the identity of my doppelganger for the time being, let's go back to the wooden house first, Lang'er, the less you have experience, the more creatures know, the better." The clone of Cangyuan Mountain had already gotten the information he wanted from Ah Lang's mouth, and after telling Ah Lang, he grabbed Yuan Honglie on his shoulder with one hand, and grabbed the unprepared Ah Lang with the other hand and moved his body instantly.

With a bang, Ah Lang found himself in a trance and found that he had returned to the door of the wooden house. "Wow, that's so cool, grandpa, can this trick be taught to Lang'er?"

"Lang'er, just now Grandpa used the fourth layer of the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Teleportation, if I'm not mistaken, you have already learned the Netherworld Ghost Shadow to the third layer of the Nine Shadows to become one."

"Yes, grandpa, when Lang'er was practicing the return of the nine shadows, he found that the return of the nine shadows can also isolate the spiritual power of the outside world, this method is really wonderful, especially suitable for fighting, Lang'er used to clean up this broken tree demon before!" Ah Lang said and pointed to the thousand-year-old tree demon trembling at the gate of the courtyard dam.

"Isolate spiritual power? Could it be the Remnant Phantom Wall? It's impossible... Lang'er, when did this little tree appear? The Cangyuan Mountain clone whispered, and his gaze turned to the trembling thousand-year-old dryad.

"Grandpa, do you mean it? Lang'er didn't know that Lang'er encountered it shortly after being thrown back to the Netherworld Forest by the old king of the ghost king of the Ten Thousand Worlds, "Oops! When did these two nerds come back? Ah Lang glanced at the thousand-year-old tree demon, and inadvertently found that two extremely familiar figures appeared in the courtyard dam, not outsiders, but his two demon guards, the little white pig and the dragon head little centipede. The moment he saw the little white pig and the little centipede, Ah Lang wanted to habitually step forward and reprimand, but the expressions and movements of the two demon guards were too weird, as if they were living ghosts, they were terrified, and they trembled all over. After taking a closer look, Ah Lang found that the frightened eyes of the two demon guards were all focused on Grandpa Cangyuan Mountain.

"Lang'er, these are the demon monks you met in the secret realm of the Flying Corpse King Palace, right?" Cangyuan Mountain's clone grabbed Yuan Honglie on his shoulder and threw it gently. With a bang, Yuan Honglie, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, was thrown by the clone of Cangyuan Mountain to the side of the little white pig who was trembling all over.

"Lang'er, come into the house with me, and leave it to the two of them to guard here." Cangyuan Mountain's clone didn't pay attention to the trembling little white pig and the little centipede, and gently patted Ah Lang's head and walked straight to the door of the wooden house, Ah Lang picked his nose and came to the little white pig and the little centipede, his eyes swept back and forth on the two demon guards a few times, he wanted to make some inquiries, but he finally held back and forth when he thought of his grandfather's words, and then he didn't delay anymore, and followed Cangyuan Mountain's clone into the wooden house.

As Ah Lang walked into the wooden house, the entire wooden house was instantly enveloped by a breathtaking isolation barrier.

"Touch... Touching the Dragon... Brother Toucher... Just... Just now... Is it Yama? The little white pig stared at the door of the wooden house and trembled, and asked in a trembling manner.

"It's the little Yama, my God, is that person the old Yama? Such a strong spiritual level suppression, I have never felt it in the demon realm, what kind of spiritual realm is he? Even God-level demon clan cultivators like Yuan Honglie were packed up like this..."The dragon head little centipede struggled to control its body, and frowned at Yuan Honglie, the heaven-shaking god ape on the ground who didn't know whether to live or die.

"No wonder the Lord of Little Yama is so rampant, it turns out that there is such a terrifying old monster standing behind him!" The little white pig felt the spiritual level suppression on his body gradually disappear, and tried to stabilize his body, and then responded to the dragon head little centipede with great sighs.

"It's possible, it's not necessarily, maybe the little Yama King is not born to be good at stubble, but then again, with such a strong backing, it's normal to be a little rampant. Old Hades... Strange, how do I feel like I've seen him somewhere? Where? The little centipede frowned, trying to remember.