The sky is already faintly lit.

But in the Netherworld Prison, it is still bleak.

At this moment, a 100-meter Shenzhou is facing the rising sun and slowly falling.

Below, a quaint palace sits on a thousand acres.

The palaces stood majestically, ten times larger than the Acropolis Mansion.

With the fall of Shenzhou, it has alarmed many people.

Just because it can be seen at a glance that this Shenzhou belongs to the Acropolis.

That's the god lord under the command of the god king Si Shen.

"Mu Jinge? What did she come to do? ”

On the square outside the palace, the first person looked up at Shenzhou and sighed.

The eyes are deep, and it is difficult to hide a touch of hostility.

In recent years, the two sides have not been friendly, and although there have been no large-scale battles, small frictions have never stopped.

For a while, everyone below was waiting for them.

"Don't be nervous, she doesn't dare to do anything."

The head of the person has a deep gaze, here, this is the residence of the god king, she Mu Jin Ge is just a god master, how dare she make a mistake.

"Could it be Si Shen?"

On the side, one person couldn't help but speak.

As soon as the words fell, a tense atmosphere spread.

If this 'Grim Reaper' suddenly arrives, nothing good will happen.

In the main hall, a robed figure stepped forward, with loose hair and no anger.

"Father."

"Lord Kami-king......"

With the footsteps of the way, the people along the way clasped their hands into fists and bowed down.

Shangguan Tingzong, one of the god kings, is as famous as Na Sishen.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Shenzhou landed.

Shangguan Tingzong squinted his eyes slightly, put his hands behind his back, and waited quietly for Na Si Shen.

The Divine King's residence, coupled with the relationship between the two sides, not to mention Mu Jinge, the rest of the Divine Lords did not dare to come easily.

He wanted to see what the hell that Si Shen was trying to do when he came here.

On the Shenzhou, a figure stepped into the air, with a short body, carrying a wine bag, swaying from side to side.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but wonder.

Just one person? And it's a drunken old man with a cloak of hair, which is obviously not that deep.

"Who are you?"

The leader suddenly shouted.

A drunkard who dared to create the Divine King's residence.

Shangguan Xu moved forward, seemingly slow and drunk, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of this person, pinching his face with one hand.

No one was shocked by such a scene.

This person's speed is even sharper than that of Lord Shangguan Jincheng?

"Xiao Jincheng, I don't even know my grandfather anymore?"

Shangguan Xu's palm exerted a slight force, pinched his face until it was deformed, and then said: "No wonder, it has been more than a thousand years since I left, and at that time, you were only nine years old. ”

Such a remark made Shangguan Jincheng suddenly frightened, and his round eyes stared at the drunken old man in front of him.

Shangguan Xu grinned, full of alcohol, and ruffled his hair, revealing half of his face.

"Grandpa, grandpa?!"

The astonishment fell, Shangguan Tingzong flashed over, and saw the person who came, Rao is usually not shocked, and he was also shocked at this moment.

"Father!"

……

As the sun gradually rose, there were only two figures in the empty main hall.

Shangguan Xuan sat casually, drinking leisurely, and Shangguan Tingzong stood beside him in a regular manner.

"Father, do you mean that Yebei came from the outside world? And you have already reached the realm of Shenzang? ”

Hearing his father's words, Shangguan Tingzong couldn't believe it.

With the path of martial arts, it is not easy to enter the realm of divine treasure.

This is an existence comparable to that of a martial god.

Then he asked, "Father, where is this person?" ”

Such a person is enough to show that he is extremely talented, and he must be under his command.

This person is of great use!

"I'm locked up in the Netherworld."

Shangguan Xu burped and said casually.

"Hell, Hell? Father, don't you know how important this person is to us? ”

Shangguan Tingzong was puzzled.

The Netherworld Cold Prison is easy to enter and difficult to get out, and even if he does it himself, it will take hundreds of years of cultivation.

Besides, being imprisoned in that extremely cold place, no one can stand it over time.

"He's a martial artist, and that bit of cold is nothing to him."

Shangguan Xu was drunk and not confused, knowing that it would not have any impact on Yebei.

"But ......"

Shangguan Tingzong wanted to say something, but was lightly lifted by his father and stopped him.

"If he can't even get out there, it won't be of much use to us."

Shangguan Xu said lightly.

For so many years, he seems to be like an idle crane and a wild crane, living a free life, but in fact, he is looking for the right person.

Why did you want to accept Chu Tianhe as a disciple, it was a whim?

I'm afraid not.

"He destroyed the Acropolis of the Gods, killed the two brothers and sisters of Mu Jinge, and twelve priests, so can Si Shen spare him?"

"What?"

When Shangguan Tingzong heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked.

In this way, the strength of Yebei is already above the god lord.

Among the gods of the cities, Mu Jinge's strength is not weak.

"He will only be safe if he is put in a cold prison for the time being."

Shangguan Xu took a sip, and the wine bag bottomed out.

In the eyes full of wine, it is difficult to hide the deep color.

He's not an alcoholic.

If it was just Si Shen, he would not be afraid, and what he cared about was his father, Si Yanlei.

"But father, now that he is safe in the north of the night, when will he be able to come out? Ten years, one hundred years? ”

"In another seventeen years, the spiritual land will be opened, and this ...... is missed"

Shangguan Tingzong did not continue to speak, and the consequences, his father naturally knew better than himself.

"He, it won't take seventeen years......"

Shangguan Xu's deep eyes looked out the door.

At the age of twenty, he has reached such a state, and within ten years, he will definitely be able to break out.

Cold ice can trap martial artists, but it can't trap martial artists.

For a while, the hall was silent.

After a moment, Shangguan Tingzong showed hesitation on his face, and said lightly: "Father, Yu Ruo...... It's back. ”

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Shangguan Xu got up suddenly, and there was no longer any drunkenness on his face.

……

At this moment, the Netherworld Hell.

Yebei sat cross-legged and fell into cultivation.

The aura emanating from the surroundings of the body made the surrounding space faintly distort.

The heat wave was rolling, and several people around were gathered ten meters away, all showing the color of enjoyment.

This is obviously using Yebei as a 'furnace'.

Here, there is no day, the sun and the moon cannot be seen, and time is like a white horse passing through a gap.

And Yebei has maintained this posture for a full nineteen days.

Shangguan Xu said that Yebei would definitely be able to break out of the cold prison within ten years, but Yebei couldn't wait so long.

Everyone was still enjoying the rolling heat wave, but the next moment, they suddenly felt a majestic coercion sweeping over, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

It was like a sleeping lion waking up.

I don't know when, Yebei has opened his eyes, and his pupils are as deep as the sea.

The nineteen-day retreat was not a breakthrough, but forced out all the qi and blood in the bones of the body.

The next moment, he stood up and stood in front of a pillar made of cold iron.

"What is he going to do? Do you want to ...... again?"

Before the words of a man could be heard, he was drowned out by the sound of the sword.

The crimson light reflected the surroundings and the resolute face.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and it shook the entire cold hell.

"Poof!"

Under the blow, Yebei actually gushed out with a mouthful of reverse blood.

Behind him, Na Youping hurriedly took two steps forward and persuaded him: "My lord, don't be stubborn, this prison door is impossible to break, but whoever comes in, there is no one who doesn't want to go out, and he is much crazier than you, but in the end, he still gave up, and obediently suffered from the cold here." ”

"This cold ice is by no means broken by brute force, it also contains the power of the anti-shock, if you fall with a knife, the power of the anti-shock will hurt you."

When Yebei heard this, he didn't pay attention to it, and his clear eyes were full of reason and calmness.

Then he put the knife into the sheath and threw a punch.

Rumble!

The pitch-black cell door shook suddenly, containing a strong anti-seismic force.

The corner of Yebei's mouth spilled blood and blasted out again.

If the body is damaged, it can be recovered in retreat, but if the North King knife is injured, it is not easy to repair.

"What a strong physique!"

Behind him, there was a shocking sound.

Those who practice martial arts pay attention to the power of their minds, and their physical bodies are naturally relatively weak.

That's why they're not good at hand-to-hand combat.

Moreover, this hand-to-hand combat technique is lowly in the eyes of these gods.

However, if you want to get out of here, you need to rely on this 'lowly' technique.

The bombardment of one punch, each punch, contains majestic power.

Again, it has an extremely strong anti-shock force.

Blood continued to drip from the corners of his mouth, and Yebei was desperate to bombard the Gate of Cold Iron.

The eyes are faintly red, but they are calm.

This shock force is indeed a headache, but for Yebei, it is like a quenching body.

The entire Netherworld Cold Prison was not shocked, and no one spoke, and it was slightly silent, only the crazy bombardment of the night north.

How long time has passed, Yebei doesn't know, how many punches have been bombarded, and it is impossible to calculate.

But Yebei clearly knows that there is no shortcut to get out of here.

Only their own perseverance.

……