Han Li was at the top of the altar at this time, and he raised his eyes to look around.

I saw the two statues standing in front of them, becoming taller and taller, casting two huge shadows, covering several people, as if two gods standing in the sky, looking down on the mortals below.

At this time, he could clearly feel that a huge sense of oppression emanated from the two statues, pressing heavily on his heart, and with his cultivation at the moment, he actually felt breathless.

Han Li's heart froze, could it be that the secret path had just reappeared from the mutation?

At this moment, he saw that the faces of the three Shi Pokong beside him were also faintly pale, obviously bearing the tremendous pressure emanating from the statue.

The three of them immediately saluted the two statues, and after saluting, their expressions immediately eased a lot.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart moved, and after a slight groan, he also bowed down and saluted the two statues.

Strange to say, after he bowed, the huge coercion on his body was suddenly slowly withdrawn.

Han Li raised his eyebrows, he was a little interested in this Heavenly Demon Holy Emperor and the Netherworld Holy Mother, these two statues were so psychic, could it be that there were really these two gods in the Demon Domain?

"Your Highnesses sincerely pray, and Our Lady of the Holy Emperor will surely see it in your eyes, give you boundless blessings, and protect your Highnesses. A priest who looked like a leader stood up, returned the salute, and said.

This man was a middle-aged man, with unkempt yellow hair and dark and rough skin, like an old farmer working hard in the countryside, but his eyes were unusually bright.

Han Li glanced at this person, his brow furrowed slightly.

The aura on the priest who looked like an old farmer was not very strong, and it was only at the level of the early stage of the Golden Immortal, and he could crush him to death with one finger, but for some reason, this person gave him an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.

"Thank you, Priest of Integrity. Shi Pokong nodded and chuckled.

When Han Li heard this, his heart moved.

Because of the crying soul, he has also studied the situation of the sacrificial hall in Yeyang City over the years, which is a special place in Yeyang City, although the priests in it are under the jurisdiction of the Holy Lord, they do not need to perform tasks, and they are dedicated to serving the Holy Emperor of Heaven and the Holy Mother of the Netherworld.

The sacrificial hall was headed by the high priest, and below him were several high-ranking priests, one of whom was the priest of integrity.

Han Li's gaze quickly moved away from the Lian Zhen Priest and looked towards the other priests, but he didn't find anyone who had cultivated to a higher level, and he was slightly disappointed in his heart.

"Haha, third brother, you came quite early. At that moment, a long laugh came from below, and several figures ascended the altar.

The leader was a purple-robed man of thirty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, dressed in the same way as Shi Zhukong, with three pearls inlaid on the purple gold crown on his head, and a faint purple mark between his eyebrows, flashing with a mysterious purple light.

Seeing this, Han Li was slightly stunned, wasn't this the same person he had invited him in the Maha District ten years ago?

It's just that the original black hair has turned all white.

There were two people standing next to this person, also dressed in purple brocade robes, and one of them was looking at this place with an unkind gaze, it was the Eighth Prince who had a relationship with him when he first entered the city.

The other was a thin young man, with a sallow complexion, uneven breath, and the appearance of a tuberculosis ghost.

The three of them were followed by several entourages, all of whom were extraordinary.

"It turned out to be the eldest brother, and the eighth brother and the tenth brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Shi Pokong bowed to the other party and said with a smile.

When Han Li heard this, it suddenly became clear in his heart that this tall purple-robed man with an extraordinary temperament was actually the eldest brother of Shi Chuankong, the eldest prince of the Demon Lord, Shi Chopping Wind.

Then the purpose of the other party's invitation at that time is worth pondering, and who is the white-haired woman who reminded herself at that time?

In a flash of thought, many questions suddenly surged in his mind, and his eyes began to wander around intentionally or unintentionally.

"Starling Shi Chuanjia, you have already seen it, the person with a sick face is the tenth brother, Shi Bofu, he had a strange disease when he was young, and it took a long time to be cured, but he also got a blessing in disguise, and comprehended an extremely powerful curse law, which should not be underestimated. The starling brother and the tenth brother are attached to the eldest brother. The sound of the stone piercing the air sounded in Han Li's mind, and the transmission explained the situation of the other two princes.

Hearing this, Han Li secretly looked at the Ten Princes.

This person's cultivation has also reached the Taiyi Realm, although it is only the early stage of the Taiyi Realm, but the aura on his body is peculiar, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Yes, although we are both in Yeyang City, we have our own duties, but we haven't seen each other for a long time. I have just recently obtained two bottles of Violet Immortal Wine from the True Immortal Realm, and after meeting my father and emperor today, the third brother and the thirteenth brother might as well come to my mansion, and a few of us brothers can have a drink, isn't it beautiful?" Shi Qifeng laughed.

Shi Chuankong's face changed slightly, and he was about to hint that Shi Pokong refused, but before he could speak, Shi Pokong had already nodded and agreed:

"Since the eldest brother has this good intention, the younger brother is naturally accompanied, speaking of which, our brothers are all over the place on weekdays, and it is rare to get together here when the father and emperor go out of the customs. ”

Shi Piercing was in a hurry, the matter had come to this, but there was nothing to be done.

"Okay! By the way, if Li Daoyou is interested, you can also come, what I told you that day still counts. Shi Chofeng's eyes flickered, and after saying to Han Li with a smile, he then stepped forward to pay homage to the Heavenly Demon Holy Emperor and the Netherworld Holy Mother.

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince, the Tenth Prince, and the others smiled strangely at Han Li, and then stepped forward to salute, ignoring Shi Pokong and the others.

Han Li was secretly annoyed in his heart, Shi Chofeng's blow to sow discord was not vicious, but his face was not impassive at all.

"Shi Daoyou, what did the eldest prince mean by what he said just now?"

"Blood dripping, Hugh is nonsense. Shi Pokong's eyes were slightly cold, and he glared at the blood droplets.

The blood droplets replied awe-inspiringly, but there was a deep suspicion in their gaze when they looked at Han Li.

Han Li felt the gaze of the blood drops, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

Blood Drop Hou sacrificed his life to lead away the real person of the bones, although it was on Shi Pokong's order, Han Li was still quite grateful to him, this second time they met, he was quite a bit of a friendship, he didn't expect that Blood Drop Hou would easily turn his face at this moment because of the words of the eldest prince, such a person could not distinguish between right and wrong, but it was not worth intersecting.

"Let's go first. Shi Pokong smiled at Han Li and then spoke.

The group then descended another staircase from the altar and walked towards the Holy Emperor's Palace in the distance.

None of the group spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

"Li Daoyou, what the eldest brother said just now is ......" Shi Chuankong hesitated in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask, although the question was the same as blood drops, but there was no mean of harshness.

"Thirteenth brother, this is the eldest brother's divisive plan, Li Daoyou is your friend, can't you still trust him?" Shi Pokong chuckled, interrupting Shi Chuankong's words.

"I naturally trust Li Daoyou, but I'm just a little curious about what my eldest brother did. Shi Chuankong said hehehe.

"It's nothing, it's just that I was wandering around the Maha area before, and I met the eldest prince by chance, and I talked a few words about the injury of the soul, but his appearance at that time was slightly different from now, so I don't know his identity. Han Li groaned slightly, and gave a general account of the situation of meeting the Great Prince that day.

"I see, the eldest brother is really cunning, and he actually uses this kind of subterfuge. Shi Chuankong snorted and said.

"Big brother has always behaved like this, let's be careful not to mess with ourselves. Shi Pokong said lightly, and then glanced at the blood droplets.

With an embarrassed look on his face, Blood Drop Hou bowed to Han Li and said, "I was just impulsive and inappropriate at the bottom, please forgive Daoyou." ”

"It doesn't matter. Han Li said expressionlessly, his tone cold.

Blood Dripping knew that he had just offended Han Li so badly, and it was too late to apologize at this moment, so he stood up.

The group walked towards the depths of the palace, and soon came to a large dark hall in the center.

This hall is a hundred feet high, significantly higher than the nearby hall, there is a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and at the four corners of the main hall stands a black stone pillar embraced by several people, on which each is inscribed with a lifelike relief of the demon god.

Outside the main hall, there is a huge plaque with three large purple characters written on it: "Holy Emperor Palace".

These three words are ancient and vigorous, like a dragon and snake rolling, and there is a tendency to soar into the sky and roar in the sky.

There were two purple-robed attendants standing outside the main entrance of the main hall at this moment, and when they saw the four of them coming, they hurriedly bowed to Shi Chuankong and Shi Pokong.

"Father can be inside?" Shi Pokong asked lightly.

"Your Excellency is here. Your Highness, wait a minute, and I'll go in and report it. One of the attendants, with a word, hurried into the report.

After a while, the man came out and said, "Your Excellency has an order, please invite four people into the temple." ”

Shi Pokong and Shi Chuankong took a deep breath, tidied up their clothes, and walked into the main hall.

Han Li and Dripping Blood Hou, one step behind the two, followed behind, and also stepped into the main hall.

The space in the hall is huge, but it is empty, it seems unusually empty, and the walls on both sides are carved with all kinds of statues, both human and beast, each of which is lifelike, as if it can be resurrected at any time.

The light here is a bit dark, and the statues are hidden in the shadows and look a little hideous.

Everyone walked forward silently, until the light in the deepest part of the hall became bright again, and there was an extra high platform on the ground, and a purple-robed man sat on the main seat on the platform.

This person looked to be forty or fifty years old, with white hair, a square face and thin eyebrows, like an elegant scribe, but there was a momentum in his expression that was not angry but powerful.

This person did not exude much momentum, but he still involuntarily felt a sense of surrender.

Han Li had seen the Demon Lord before, but that time the other party hadn't revealed his true body, so he couldn't help but look at it twice.

The demon lord seemed to feel something, and he also raised his eyes to look at it.

Han Li's heart immediately chuckled, his whole body was cold, it seemed that all the secrets had been seen through by the other party, his complexion suddenly changed, all the immortal spirit power in his body was instantly transported, and the power of divine consciousness in his mind also diffused out, flowing all over his body, trying to resist the Demon Lord's sight.

But no matter how he used his magic power to resist, he was useless in front of the demon lord's sight, and the cold feeling all over his body became heavier and heavier, and he was almost about to collapse and fall.

The Demon Lord's gaze turned on Han Li's face, revealing a strange look on his face, and then he regained his composure and looked away.

The cold feeling in Han Li's whole body had just faded like a tide, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense mind slowly relaxed.

The Demon Lord's gaze looked over and it was only a breath or two, but Han Li felt as if a long time had passed.

His mind was so tight and relaxed, and he faintly felt a sense of exhaustion, which was even more tiring than a fierce battle with a strong enemy.

"Meet my father, congratulations to my father on his great achievements in retreat!" Shi Pokong and Shi Chuankong stood a few feet away in front of the high platform, and knelt down together.