The Seven Domains Emperor Mang, compared to the Nine Domains, is extremely empty, there are no ghosts with lonely faces, some are just a depressing aura that permeates the air, as if every air hides a sword that can cut people's throats.

The domain of Huang Mang is named after the ruler of the domain, Huang Mang, who is also one of the few leading figures in the entire underworld.

The Realm of Emperor Mang was even more vast than the Realm of the Soul Capital, and Su Changqing hid his aura and followed behind Shui Lu and Jing Mistletoe. Judging from Su Changqing's position, Jing Mistletoe still has that stinky face, as if someone owes him a lot of silver taels that he has not repaid.

Shui Lu didn't say a word, and his hands were tightly clasped on Jing Mistletoe's thick arms, although Jing Mistletoe was very angry, but his own strength was obviously not the opponent of the other party, so he could only forcibly suppress it.

"Don't act rashly for the time being, follow the water lu, I can feel a hidden aura around me, and someone has already paid attention to you at the beginning, I think it should be that secret breath. ”

Jing Mistletoe was shocked, and Su Changqing's water-like soft voice came from his mind, but Jing Mistletoe looked at Shui Lu again, and Shui Lu didn't notice anything abnormal, as if he couldn't hear Su Changqing's voice.

"I'll send you a message, Shui Lu can't hear it, you don't have to worry about this. ”

Su Changqing's majestic internal force is rarely comparable to that of the yang world, and it should be the same in the underworld. Shui Lu's strength is only equivalent to the Yang Xuan Realm to the Heaven Realm, and it must be inaudible.

The speed of Shui Lu is very fast, and it is not a problem to break five hundred armor in the yang world, and the barbarians who are fighting in all directions experience this feeling of speed for the first time, and they can't help but feel ups and downs in their hearts, but it is better to guess Su Changqing than to sigh that Shui Lu is powerful.

Su Changqing's strength and aura are very strong, which is undeniable by Jing Mistletoe, and being able to transmit the sound to himself at this time without being discovered by Shui Lu proves that Su Changqing is definitely not an ordinary soldier in the yang world who was stabbed to death, and there must be a great future.

But all this is not important, the important thing is that the brother that Jing Mistletoe believes is a heinous person, and he will also pour his blood into it.

I don't know how long later, several golden and brilliant temples that were incompatible with the underworld appeared, and the originally dim and dark underworld became brightened up under the golden light.

The glazed treasure hall is very high, but there is no figure, and the water is slowly falling, prostrate on the ground respectfully.

"Get on your knees. "The water is on the well mistletoe.

Su Changqing hid in the dark, tried his best to restrain the outpouring of his aura, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, you should be pious first, I can feel the powerful aura in the palace, and there is more than one." ”

Unwillingly, Mistletoe knelt down and made a gesture to worship the gods.

Shui Lu muttered in his mouth: "The underworld is for the great power, the realm of the emperor's recklessness, the villain has the courage to enter, I hope it has not disturbed you, and the villain you want has brought it to you." ”

A light emanated from the palace, and it was extremely dim.

Su Changqing really couldn't understand why the people inside were so gloomy and wanted to build such a majestic and splendid palace.

The light gradually blackened, forming a thick smoke that hovered above the mistletoe.

"A pure yang body, good, good. It's just right for this seat to cultivate. ”

Inside the palace, a voice with a huge coercion came. Jing Mistletoe barely supported his body, trembling hands, his back was already wet, under this coercion, he seemed to be shattered, and an invisible gaze saw through his whole body, there was no secret at all.

"Friends in the shadows also show up, pure anode cold body, it's even rarer, haha, since you want to be presumptuous, then this seat will let you be presumptuous, what do you say?" The voice rang out again.

Su Changqing was not too surprised, when the black smoke began to probe the surroundings, he knew that his breath would definitely be discovered, not to mention that he was still a pure anode cold body, a fragrant bait that everyone wanted to fight for.

Su Changqing's figure was exposed to the golden light of the palace.

Su Changqing said with a smile: "Since I came, I didn't plan to leave, you might as well open the door of this palace, let's go in and see your true face, okay?"

In today's situation, Su Changqing can only face it calmly.

The door of the main hall made a loud noise, and the gate, which was as thick as the city wall, collided with the ground and opened itself in a cloud of black smoke.

"Come in, you will be the key to the advancement of this seat, hahaha. ”

Where did Shui Lu dare to speak, prostrate on the ground motionless, not even daring to raise his head, the person who spoke inside even the master of the soul capital, the soul king, had to be respectful when he saw it, not to mention that he was a small protector of the Dharma. For fear that I would offend the big people in it, I would burp without a sound.

Shui Lu trembled and said, "The Emperor is ...... Small...... The villain retired first. ”

Huang Mang didn't even respond, and directly a strong wind swept the water away with a breath.

Su Changqing walked in front of Jing Mistletoe and said in a low voice: "Don't panic, believe me, I will take you out of the underworld." ”

Su Changqing's face was calm and calm, like a jar of old wine.

It was the first time that Jing Mistletoe was so cowardly, under the huge coercion, he could only barely let himself surrender, and he couldn't be as calm as water as Su Changqing.

In the palace, the furnishings are extremely gloomy, and the overall theme is black, which is quite like the real underworld. The dim vision could only see the distance within a few steps in front of them, and the footsteps of the two of them could slowly echo in the main hall.

Although Jing Mao couldn't see the surroundings, Su Changqing already understood that he could urge his internal force to observe the surroundings.

Countless soul locks bound the scarred soul and body.

After death, people in the yang world actually have a part of their physical body, but slowly under the breath of the underworld, it is gone, and only an empty soul remains.

Above the main hall, five large seats were filled with people.

Huang Mang sat in the middle in a brown robe, and the other four people were Yu Yu, Jing Yan, Tianling, and Qiqi. The five strongest people within the Seven Domains all gathered here, and Su Changqing felt a huge pressure like Mount Tai from the breath on their bodies, and the strength was simply jaw-dropping.

Huang Mang stood up, and the power of the abyss emanated from his majestic body, enveloping the entire hall.

"Young man, you are very arrogant, you dare to come to the underworld knowing that you are a pure yang cold body, not only that, but you also followed all the way to my Seven Domains. I have to say, your courage is commendable. I wonder, what is it that makes you so presumptuous?"

Su Changqing was neither humble nor arrogant, and took a few steps back under the huge coercion, isolating Jing Mistletoe's body, and a huge barrier appeared.

Su Changqing said: "Have you people in the underworld always been so domineering?"

"Are we domineering? Hehe, young man, I'm afraid you don't know how those masters in the Yang World treat me in the Netherworld, right? A few years ago, a master named Li Xuanyue severely injured how many Yin soldiers in my Netherworld and forcibly changed his life. ”

Su Changqing was silent. Li Xuanyue has been to the underworld? He also killed the Yin soldiers and changed his life?

"I want to see how much strength you have to speak of, so that you dare to come to this underworld alone. Huang Mang disappeared in place.

Su Changqing was vigilant.

From above, a halo like a black Jiao let out a roar, striking at an invisible speed, and flying violently upwards in front of Su Changqing.

Su Changqing disappeared out of thin air, and the black Jiao energy exploded.

Bang bang bang~

Countless scattered energies filled the air.

Su Changqing was shocked in his heart, is this energy transformation technique alone so powerful?

The aftermath of the explosion formed a wind around it, raging and roaring, like a magnificent scene when a black dragon turned into a dragon.

If it weren't for the powerful barrier condensed by Su Changqing, he would definitely die in the earth-shaking explosion, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would have to become a meat paste in the wind that tore everything, and this residual body would die along with his soul.

Su Changqing couldn't know Huang Mang's true strength, so he could only dodge the attack for the time being, and the other four on the side of Huang Mang's seat were expressionless.

Su Changqing swept Gangfeng away, and the surging internal force in his body burst out violently, and Gangfeng was torn apart at that moment.