Of course, Xiao Yu is just thinking about it, there are too many things waiting for him to do, how can he squat by the River Styx every day to cultivate.

Calculating the time, it has been almost ten days since Su Yun's death, and in about three months, he will be sent to Twilight by the Soul Seeker Yaksha, Xiao Yu must speed up his pace, otherwise if Su Yun is allowed to enter the Cui Mansion, it will be difficult to rescue him.

The famous Cui Fujun is known for his iron-faced selflessness, and trying to save people from Cui Fujun is tantamount to pulling teeth from the mouth of a tiger, which is simply impossible.

Packing up his mood, Xiao Yu let go of his foot power along the bank of the River Styx and hurried all the way, if it weren't for the scruples of the master who secretly hid in the underworld, Xiao Yu really wanted to summon the jasper phoenix out and catch up with Su Yun with the speed of the jasper phoenix.

After running day and night for nearly ten days, Xiao Yu finally saw a stone bridge across the River Styx from a distance, which was the legendary Nai He Bridge.

Xiao Yu walked onto the stone bridge, holding on to the railing with both hands, and all kinds of helplessness in his mind suddenly flashed in his mind, helpless with unknown background, lonely, helpless from a humble background, bullied, helpless to turn against his brother......

Since this life is helpless, why cling to this life, Xiao Yu resolutely walked to the other side.

There is a stubborn stone on the other side of the bridge, and the book is three life stones, which specifically record the past and present lives of ghosts in the past. Xiao Yu stood quietly beside the Sansheng Stone, and found his eternal life at a glance.

On the third day of the first month of the first month of the year of Jiazi, he was born in the emperor's family, the fourth son, the official worshiped the king of Pingxi, and at the age of 17 he rebelled in the Suzaku Gate to kill the king, held the artifact for 40 years, and died in the year of Guiwei......

Xiao Yu!Ding Wei was born in ......

......

In the first year of the flood famine, he broke the chaos and opened the world, held the supreme control of the six realms, ruled the flood and famine for hundreds of millions of years, and fought with the twelve demon gods and spirit mountains, the body was burned, and the soul was immortal.

Xiao Yu had seen his own life as early as when he broke into the ancient ruins of the Immortal Pass and inadvertently fell into the underworld illusion when he crossed the White Jade Bridge, but now he is still deeply shocked when he sees his life again.

How many sins have to be accumulated, if he is judged by Judge Cui, it is estimated that the eighteen layers of hell will be too light.

Xiao Yu finished reading his eternal life, and slowly walked to the 'Wangxiang Pavilion' next to the Sansheng Stone, where an old-eyed and dizzy old woman stood by a soup pot, silently watching Xiao Yu who came slowly.

"In this life, I know the things in the previous life, and I leave my surname on the Sansheng Stone, I don't know who he is in the next life, and I forget about the three lives when I drink the soup" The old woman stood up, scooped a bowl of drowsy soup from the soup pot and handed it to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu took the soup, saw his eternal reincarnation in the soup, all kinds of misfortunes, and suddenly raised the soup bowl, wanting to drink it all.

Suddenly, a voice as strong as Hong Zhong Da Lu sounded from Xiao Yu's mouth, "I am the supreme of the Six Realms, the co-master of heaven and earth, and you dare to deceive me!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Yu suddenly broke the soup bowl in his hand, and the yellow soup was scattered all over the ground. After doing all this, Xiao Yu wondered in his heart, why was this scene so familiar.

"Hmph! I let you escape last time! I will make you confess your sins and surrender to the law today."

The old woman Meng Po was furious, a pale golden giant bowl appeared out of thin air, Meng Po waved her hand, and the huge golden bowl flew upside down towards Xiao Yu. Instantly covered Xiao Yu into the golden bowl, Xiao Yu in the golden bowl suddenly felt a gust of yin wind attacking, a strange golden light projected from the bottom of the bowl, shrouded Xiao Yu's body, the golden light did not attack Xiao Yu's other parts, just drilled into Xiao Yu's divine sea, devouring Xiao Yu's memory.

"Then it depends on whether you have that ability" Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and with a thought in his heart, the chaos clock in his body instantly flew out of his body, growing in the wind, and breaking through the golden bowl in an instant.

But when she heard a crisp sound of "pop", the golden bowl shattered, and Meng Po was swallowed by the mana, staggered back a few steps, her blood and qi surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky.

"Boy, don't think that if you have an artifact to protect your body, you can ignore the order of hell, come here, even if you are the king of heaven, Lao Tzu will also confess his sins" Meng Po stabilized her figure, glared at Xiao Yu angrily, and then lowered her head and silently recited the incantation.

The spell in Meng Po's mouth turned into Dao Dao Xuan Ao ripples and spread around, everything around seemed to be moved by her spell, and the Sansheng Stone outside the Wangxiang Pavilion received Meng Po's spell and slowly surfaced to the ground, suspended in the air.

Suddenly, the stele of the Sansheng Stone Tablet suddenly bloomed with dazzling Netherworld Power, and all the places around it that were illuminated by this Netherworld Power began to distort and deform, and finally turned into a puddle of green water and flowed towards the Styx.

Xiao Yu was also shrouded by this netherworld power, and at the same time that a netherworld power invaded Xiao Yu's body, the Chaos Bell above Xiao Yu's head also bloomed with dazzling golden light, instantly removing the netherworld power on Xiao Yu's body, and Xiao Yu regained his clarity again.

Seeing this situation, Meng Po in the Wangxiang Pavilion said softly, and her expression became in a trance, Donghuang Bell! Donghuang Bell! That's right, it is Donghuang Bell, Meng Po finally remembered the artifact that protected Xiao Yu, and was fortunate to see Donghuang use it millions of years ago, but Meng Po stayed in hell for too long, and was affected by these three life stones every day, and lost most of her memories.

The Eastern Emperor used to be the ruler of the Six Realms, and there was often news of the Eastern Emperor at that time, but since a shocking battle millions of years ago, Meng Po had never heard the news of the Eastern Emperor, and she didn't expect to see the Eastern Emperor Bell again today.

"Boy, who are you from the Eastern Emperor?" Meng Po turned her head and looked at Xiao Yu with a complicated expression at Xiao Yu, who had a treasured face under the Eastern Emperor's bell, and asked.

Xiao Yu didn't answer, his eyes were slightly closed, and three huge quadripartite seals suddenly flew out of the sea of gods one after another, namely the Supreme Xuan Seal, the Supreme Blood (Demon) Seal, and the Supreme Demon Seal.

The Sansheng Stone Tablet seemed to be a little angry, and suddenly bloomed with even more powerful netherworld power, illuminating the dark night sky into a ghostly color.

However, the strange thing is that the three supreme seals also bloomed with three different colors of light at the same time, blood red, dark yellow, snow white and ghost color together formed a strange landscape, causing the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in the vicinity and the ghost soldiers and ghosts on the mission to gather around and watch.

The underworld has always been lifeless, and when will such a spectacle be seen, it can be said that this is the first time in hundreds of thousands of years.

This strange landscape did not last long, the Sansheng Stone was attacked by the three supreme seals, and soon flew into Xiao Yu's divine sea by the three supreme seals, Xiao Yu's soul was shocked, and he suddenly fell to the ground and flipped in pain, his face was red, white, yellow, and green The four colors of brilliance flashed, and a group of people were stunned.

"What's going on? The Sansheng Stone that has stood for millions of years has been taken away!"

"Who is this kid? He can have so many magic weapons, and he has devoured the Sansheng Stone."

"Not good! The Sansheng Stone is the foundation of the underworld, without the Sansheng Stone, the underworld will be in chaos."

"Let's go!

"Hurry up and catch that kid! Can't let him run away! This kid is the culprit! Let him spit out the Sansheng Stone!"

There was a lot of discussion all around, and they were all made panicked by Xiao Yu's actions, and many ghost soldiers and ghost generals had already rushed over with weapons in their hands, wanting to capture Xiao Yu and hand him over to the prince above when he was delirious.

The two fastest generals ran to Xiao Yu's side, and without saying a word, they grabbed Xiao Yu, and then two screams sounded suddenly, and the two generals were instantly burned into ashes by the four-colored light on Xiao Yu's body.

Seeing this, the rest of the ghosts stopped their bodies one after another, and their faces showed horror one by one, wanting to go over and grab Xiao Yu to invite merit, but they were afraid of the strange power on Xiao Yu's body, so they had to surround Xiao Yu from afar.

At a loss, there is also Meng Po, she has been sitting in the Wangxiang Pavilion for millions of years, and has seen too many people watching her past and present lives on the Sansheng Stone, it can be said how many years she has been here, how many years has this Sansheng Stone been with her, and now, this Sansheng Stone has been taken away by Xiao Yu, everything has changed, and she doesn't know where she should go

In the westernmost part of the underworld, there is a dark nether forest, and there is a lake in the center of the forest, called the Netherworld Lake, there is a Netherworld Island in the Netherworld Lake, and there is an imposing attic on the Netherworld Island, which is called the Netherworld Pavilion.

In the Netherworld Pavilion, a white-faced scholar with white hair and white beard and white robe is squirting ink on his desk, concentrating on depicting a long scroll of fierce battle, in which twelve powerful people in witch robes are besieging a golden-robed man, and a blazing golden wufa phase looms behind the man, and a tragic battle between immortals and demons is in the distance.

"Knock knock!" There was a quick knock on the door downstairs, and the white-faced scholar didn't look back, and said lightly, "Come in!"

The courtyard door downstairs was pushed open with a "creak", and then a heavy footsteps and the swing of armor sounded in the stairwell of the attic, and a loud noise interrupted the inspiration of the white-faced scholar, who stared at the silver-armored warrior who walked in slowly with a displeased face, and scolded lightly, "Qianjun! How many times have I told you! Don't bother me when I'm painting, you can't remember."

"My subordinates have important matters to report to Your Majesty, so I have to disturb the Emperor of the Underworld, and I hope that the Emperor of the Underworld will forgive the sins!" replied cautiously.

The white-faced scholar stared at the silver armor Qianjun expressionlessly for a long time, and then slowly asked, "What's the matter?"

"Just now Meng Po came with the news, saying that there was an accident on the Sansheng Stone by the bridge!" Yinjia Qianjun cautiously replied, "It is said that the Sansheng Stone was swallowed by a young man"

"The Sansheng Stone was devoured by a young man?" the white-faced scholar wondered.

"Exactly! Meng Po said that this person is very likely to have a connection with the Eastern Emperor?"

"What?" Huo Ran, the white-faced scholar, turned his head, stared coldly at the Silver Armor Thousand Army, and asked, "How can you see it?"