The cold soul was defeated, and the Demon Realm once again made a lot of waves, and Lei Ling's prestige made many Demon Realm cultivators shudder, and everyone was terrified. At this time, a young man in the Demon Venerable Hall had a dark and profound gaze.

Two substantial killing lights shot out of the ink-like pupils, which were three zhang long. The great demons beside him trembled in fear, and they all knelt on the ground in fear.

"Get out of the way! Take a trip to the Netherworld!"

"Yes!"

The majestic order made those great demons dare not resist. They hurriedly got up and led the way, passing through the Mountains of Bones and appearing in front of them on a vast plain.

There is no grass or trees on the plains, and there are only dry bones of the white forests for thousands of miles. The sky is shrouded in ghostly energy, and the haze and ghost fog are condensed but not dissolved. Spirits flew everywhere, and the howls of evil spirits were earth-shattering.

This is definitely a place of great evil, and I don't know how many unjust souls and evil ghosts are buried.

At this time, a group of iron horsemen marched forward on the plain with a black and bright demon flag, two black unicorns pulled the cart, and on the chariot, the man was as rich as jade, but there was a gloomy aura between the eyebrows. His gaze swept the plain fiercely, and the ghosts and demons that flew in them retreated when they saw the man, not daring to approach.

Several Great Demons opened the way in front of the chariot, and their steps were brisk, and their speed was naturally not much slower than that of the chariot.

"Your Highness, we have entered the Netherworld Mansion, but do we really want to move on?" There was also an old man standing on top of the chariot, he was in his old age and his body was rickety.

This is an old devil, but he already has a human body, gray hair, and wrinkles on his face can trap mosquitoes. No one would have thought that such an old man was a master decision-maker, and he sat on the seat at the back of the chariot and asked the young man in front of him.

"Elder Ling, we haven't come out to parade for a long time, this time we travel to the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, and it's up to you to see Elder Ling!"

The young man is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Demon Venerable Palace, he has a noble status, and he is the only child of the Demon Lord. But he didn't dare to hold it up anymore in the face of the old man behind him, he respectfully turned around and bowed.

"Alas, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't need to be like this. Wouldn't it be better for you to send me alone?" the old man raised his hand and gently supported him, and a soft force gently subdued him on Wutian's shoulders.

"Ling is old, it's really not appropriate to run around alone!" Wutian's voice was extremely respectful, the old man in front of him seemed to be ordinary, but he was very respected by Wutian.

The chariot was still moving forward, and gradually a figure appeared. It was a zombie wandering the ground, their expressions hideous, and their bodies smelled of rancidity. They roamed the plains aimlessly, and the Edgeworth Demons fled in panic.

"Who is coming to my Netherworld Mansion to make trouble!" a roar came from behind a tall boundary monument not far away.

On the boundary monument, the four big characters of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion are like ghosts, exuding a yin and evil aura.

A figure slowly turned out from behind the boundary monument, still a zombie. But the power exuded by this zombie is obviously much more terrifying than the zombies before it.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Demon Venerable Hall has arrived, and the Netherworld Ghost King has not come out to meet him!" a big demon stepped forward and roared angrily at the zombie under the boundary monument.

I saw that the zombie looked at the chariot behind the big demon, and when he saw the flag, his face also showed surprise. Hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects, and he knelt in front of the chariot in fear.

"Your Highness has been disappointed when you drive to the distance, and I hope Your Highness will forgive your sins!" the zombie bowed to the chariot in fear.

"Get up, you lead the way, I'm going to find your young master!" Wutian didn't embarrass this zombie, and said indifferently.

The zombie hurriedly got up, he was a pawn squatting on the boundary monument, and his cultivation was not very profound. The cultivation of the five heavens in the merger period is not much different from the cultivation of these big demons in front of him, and he should open the way first.

Gradually, after crossing the boundary monument and moving forward for a hundred miles, a ghost mansion appeared in front of me.

The Netherworld Ghost Mansion is not the same as the Ghost King's Mansion, the Ghost King's Mansion is a city of bones. However, this Netherworld Mansion looks much better, the walls and houses are made of stone and earth. It's just that the ghost aura here is more cold, and the evil ghosts cry even louder.

Wutian frowned and glanced around.

"It's really been a long time since I've traveled, and I don't know what level Yang Qi's cultivation has reached. ”

It sounds like a somewhat abrupt voice, but it carries endless majesty.

A short time later, a young man came out of the city gate. His face was fair, and his eyes were bright. The bridge of the nose is as tall and hooked as an olecranon's beak, and there is always a cold smile on the corner of the mouth.

He did not salute the chariot, but stood at the gate of the city from afar, waiting for the chariot to arrive.

"Presumptuous, I don't salute when I see His Highness!" a big demon roared angrily and slapped his palm, but his palm was not close to the young man. The palm as big as a bucket exploded in the void, and blood rained down.

Everyone was amazed, the young man's hand was gently lowered, and he watched this qiē happen with a calm face.

"Yang Qi, your cultivation has improved again!"

"Your Highness, we haven't had a conversation for some days!"

"yes, why don't you take advantage of it today?"

Although Wutian's words were questioning, his figure had already flown up from the chariot. He stepped on the void and stepped towards the top of Yang Qi's head step by step.

There are few people in the Demon Realm who dare to defy the majesty of his Demon Venerable Hall, and the young man in front of him is one of them.

He is the young master of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, named Yang Qi, the most talented child under the Netherworld Ghost King of the current generation.

His body is the blood of demons, the flesh of a zombie, and the face of a human being. His bloodlines are mixed, but they are very pure. With the blood of the three races of humans, ghosts, and demons, it is extremely powerful.

Wutian stepped on his head, Yang Qi did not show weakness, he rose into the air, and a punch bombarded out, and the ghost cried wolf. Countless unjust ghosts rushed out of his fists and slammed into Wutian like a tidal wave.

The two quickly fought in mid-air, and the Heavenless God was powerful and quickly gained the upper hand, but for a while, he still couldn't suppress Yang Qi. The two fought inextricably and refused to give in to each other.

The old man on the chariot sighed and said, "Well, Your Highness doesn't need to make any more moves!"

A black light shot out from the old man's hand, quickly separating the two who were trembling.

"The spirit and demon prime minister has arrived, and this king has lost his distance!" A middle-aged man like a mountain walked out of this ghostly ghost city, he was walking in the sky.

He was tall and tall, but when he reached the gates, he quickly became smaller. He came to the chariot and bowed slightly to the old man on the chariot, Yang Qi's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly followed the middle-aged man to the old man's side and saluted.

"The Netherworld Ghost King doesn't have to be polite, we just came to the Netherworld Ghost Mansion to have a look, and there is nothing serious!" the old man did not raise his shelf, and said in a flat voice.

Those guards were extremely surprised, they really didn't expect that this weak old man on the chariot turned out to be the prime minister of the Demon Venerable Palace, everyone saluted one after another when they heard this, and no one dared to make a mistake again.

On that day, heaven and earth passed the decree, many strong people in the demon world resisted, and fought with the immortal emperor outside the sky, and the old man in front of him was the big demon who came out first.

Its prestige shocked the demon world, and it was heard that it was an old man who followed the demon lord to fight on the battlefield thousands of years ago. For thousands of years, the Demon Venerable has not been there, and this Demon Venerable Hall has always been taken care of by this old man.

But the old man is getting older, and he is no longer as brave and good at fighting as he was at the beginning, and in recent years, the undercurrent of the demon world has been turbulent, and everyone has begun to rebel against the rule of the Demon Venerable Palace. However, the major forces in the demon world only dare to make small moves behind their backs, and if this old demon spirit does not die for a day, they will not dare to raise the flag to fight back.