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Chapter 475 Nether Secret Realm



Chapter 475 Nether Secret Realm

Chapter 475 Nether Secret Realm

The sky was just right, and Bai Yujing was dyed with bright glow, which made the hero bend down. The long wind blew Qing Ming and said with emotion, "Who can come and compete with me?"

Here are the Xuanwu Gate, the Suzaku Bridge, Huangquan Road and the Naihe Bridge.

The prosperous scenery is created by killing and cutting, and here comes the way to the underworld.

In front of Bai Yujing's Nether Passage, Shang Chunru smiled faintly, and the smoke was like a horizontal wave, like a clear air reflecting the moon. Without any hesitation, he walked into the deep mist.

The eternal silence suddenly appeared in the Dark Emperor's spiritual platform, causing her to narrow her eyes slightly.

After walking no more than a few dozen steps, the vast mist in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared, and what fell into the beauty's eyes was Jue Seng and the Immortal Lord.

"I've met my adoptive father, I've met Master Xiu Yi." Shang Chunru nodded slightly and spoke first.

Today, she took special care of her hair, trimming her temples and painting her eyebrows. The sky is blue and the clothes are hanging down on the ground, like an iron horse with three parts of snow on the glacier. There are peaches and plums in the spring breeze and an orchid. The chrysanthemums are fragrant and the plum blossoms are fragrant. It is very natural.

Yuanshen and Jue Seng turned sideways at the same time, but their eyes were empty, as if their minds were not here.

The world is vast, the spring and autumn are rolling forward like passing water, the soul is immortal and sees for a long time, I have seen too many outstanding Taoists, and I have never lost anyone without one, even the Human Emperor has changed a lot.

Immortal Lord Du Mi often thinks about what would happen if Jiang Moshu did not exist in this world. If he did not have this Taoist to drink tea calmly, set off fierce killings in the world and break the cage, and play a precious game in this universe...

I am afraid that this abyssal catastrophe will be a catastrophe for the human race.

Not only because he has refined the new acquired gods and demons, there are more souls in the world, how many of them can make such a big wave?

Moreover, the human race had already reached a bottleneck situation, and when it was stirred up by Daozi, it was like a gurgling spiritual spring suddenly emerging from a pool of stagnant water, and it suddenly became alive.

The most important thing is that his cause and effect has really attracted too many people, and they have devoted themselves to this killing of heaven and earth, just like the Dark Emperor in front of them.

"Chunru, have you made up your mind?" Immortal Lord Tomi asked seriously with pathos in his tone.

There was a jade box floating in front of him, filled with cold air. As he asked, it opened on its own, a wonderful light flashed, the cold air became more and more severe, and even the mist was forced into the distance.

What was contained in the box was a frosty jade arm.

Monk Xiu Yi's eyebrows changed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Shang Renhuang, although this residual hand has been contaminated with several kinds of magic, I promise you that I will be able to remove them all in 30 years at most. You His body will be restored to its original state."

"Thank you, Master, but it hasn't been 30 years, not even three years!" Shang Chunru replied without hesitation, reaching out and pointing upwards, a bitter smile appeared on his jade face, "The Central Plains has been captured by the devil, and there are many demon saints across the Yuexi River. As we gather together, Bai Yujing is already in danger, this time the Yuan Jie is the most violent, and I, as the Human Emperor, cannot sit idly by no matter what."

"You can't look back, you know." Immortal Lord Tomi breathed out softly, trying to persuade his adopted daughter again.

Shang Chunru glanced at the arm lingeringly, and said softly, "Hmm", his expression did not change at all, "Then don't dare to give up ten fingers, I have nothing to regret about this arm.

If we lose to the demons and monsters, there will be no future at all. Mo Shu is full of iron and can drive a few nails. Since I am the human emperor, it is my duty to protect the world. "

Monk Xiu Yi and Jie Zong Yuanshen sighed at the same time, as if they were remembering countless Taoists who died generously.

The first deep calamity of the Jie Sect Yuan Shen was here. Monk Xiu Yi also participated in the battle of the human race to break the realm. There were countless human race peers who bowed their hands to each other, then turned around and left without hesitation, rushing towards the boundless demon cloud or the forest demon. Qi, most Dao disciples have gone away forever, or disappeared into obscurity between heaven and earth, or their killing and fighting battles have been recorded in the Secret Realm of the Human Emperor.

The world is changing from sea to sea, but there are always some things that are engraved forever. Dreams are turned upside down and don’t ask about the past. There are sounds of killings and people gathering and scattering.

Going to the Heaven and Earth Feast again is like meeting an old friend again.

"In that case, then use the Dark Emperor's arms to sacrifice blood to the Human Emperor's Secret Realm!" Monk Xiu Yi said in a deep voice, and immediately pointed towards Netherworld.

The dense phantom mist of humanity suddenly rose up in the netherworld, and everything it passed turned into many illusions, suddenly pushing away the heavy mist of humanity. Many heroes in the Spring and Autumn Period rippled with the radiance of humanity, illuminating the Wuyou Ghost Palace. one slice.

The blood on the ground turned into golden sand, the dead bones on the wall turned into murals, and thousands of stars appeared out of thin air in the ghost palace, like a collection of pearls.

In the rays of light, there was the first-generation human emperor who held the divine seal in his hand and commanded the heaven and earth, carving out the only territory for the human race to live in. There was also Shang Yuanzheng's words like the constitution of heaven, summoning the sages of the human race, and uniting with other sects to break out of the territory. …

Father!Shang Chun felt a sore nose, his father had finally been recognized by his destiny as a human being.

Now, it was his turn.

"I think Emperor Shang An asked me and I to give Mo Shu some advice on placing the secret realm of humanity in this Netherworld Ghost Palace, so I have already made up my mind." Monk Xiu Yi looked at the sages of humanity who appeared in turn, with a hint of emotion on his face. Respect.

"I was discussing the Way of the Human Emperor with Mo Shu, and he said something unintentionally, which impressed me deeply. After thinking about it over and over again, I realized that the Way of the Human Emperor is all in it."

"Oh, Dark Emperor, would you like to talk to me..."

"The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies!"

There was a blazing light in Shang Chunru's eyes, as if there was a burning flame in them, just like the glory of humanity in the netherworld has never been extinguished and will never be extinguished.

Boom!

Illusory thunder suddenly generated in the ghost palace, and seemingly ethereal lightning flashed across the sky. The ghost palace was already a bright light, giving countless humanistic scenes a layer of awe-inspiring splendor, and the flow changed even more rapidly, just like Just like the real spring and autumn history, it surges forward like a tide.

Silently, the jade arm in the jade box turned into a light color of blood, which became even lighter and lighter, merged into the rolling tide, became a wave in it, and then disappeared.

Thousands of illusory thunders are already winding up like spiritual beings, wrapping around the Dark Emperor. The lightning is tangible and intangible, but it has a heavy and earth-shaking pressure.

"A good emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country!" Monk Xiu Yi clasped his hands and bowed slightly to the Dark Emperor and many humane sages.

Shang Chunru's delicate body trembled slightly, and the blood on his face gradually disappeared. It was like stepping on a cold river with bare feet, like stepping on a thread suspended in the air, but there was an abyss beneath him.

A beautiful woman with wisdom and wisdom is like standing on a dangerous mountain, facing layers of dangers, with no shore in front of her and turbulent water behind her.

Surrounded by illusory thunder, the Dark Emperor seemed to have a determination as clear as water, and his smart eyes had a touch of heroism.

Suddenly, the scenes of humanity suddenly stopped, and the many ancestors of the human race in the wave seemed to sense it, and they all generated colorful brilliance, some were dense, some were brilliant, some were like fire and thunder, some were like the clanking of swords...

There were even a handful of sages who raised their heads and turned to where Shang Chunru was, nodding slightly or smiling heartily... as if they had penetrated the barriers of endless spring and autumn and gave a silent blessing to the new emperor. approval.

If you don't go against fate, how can you rule the roost?Don't be dignified to be the emperor! …

The Lord of Xingtian has no Xingtian. Unfortunately, even if there is no headless god and demon, he still has to return to Xingtian Peak.

Although many of Xing Tianfeng's Taoist teachings were already very exciting, it was just the title "Master" that made Jiang Moshu embarrassed. The shopkeeper had heard of "Shunzhou Master" and it was not a good word for him.

Who has kept him away from the peak for so many years? It is hard to escape the blame.

However, looking at Jin Ce and Yu Ce, who were about to reach their height, Jiang Moshu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He turned to Luo Zhi and showed a helpless smile, which was naturally replaced by moon-like eyebrows.

Jiang Moshu gently sniffed the fragrant tea. It was light and faint, but had a moist fragrance mixed in, adding a touch of unique elegance.

He was lightly beaten on the shoulder, as if there were moaning and complaining about wild bees, and there seemed to be joy splashing around him in the change of spring and winter. The soft green hair crossed his forehead and brushed on his cheeks, making him feel a little itchy and a little guilty.

He can resolve many things with the other gods, but he has no way to do everything himself. The position of peak master of Yinhua Peak has been officially transferred to Luo Yun by Luo Zhi, but she has stayed at Xingtian Peak for many years. , dealing with matters large and small.

The rapid improvement of the Taoist disciples in Xingtian Peak cannot be separated from the magical power given by Jiang Moshu, and it is also inseparable from Luo Zhi's careful management.

For example, as the master of a peak, Jiang Moshu could not even remember the number of Taoists in the peak, while Luo Zhi could tell in detail the progress of each Taoist's cultivation and the spiritual materials needed at the moment.

"Right now, two batches of Dao disciples have gone out to practice. According to your wishes, those below the seventh level of Ningzhen will go to the Southern Region to participate in the extermination of the remaining water monsters, and those above the seventh level will go to Xutian Fortress to serve.

The expenses incurred by the disciples in the peak were met. Even if half of the spiritual stones and spiritual materials worshiped by various places were secretly handed over to the sect, there was still a lot more.

Right now, the peak has the most spiritual materials related to Demon Saints, but the Demon Nest is a little short, and I'm afraid it won't be enough for you to sacrifice new gods and demons. "

"How come there are so many of the Demon Saint's things left?" Jiang Moshu couldn't help but frowned, revealing his worries. The Mingtan Sect still had too few disciples. After practicing magical powers and sacrificing magic weapons for so long, a Demon Saint None of it was consumed.

"How about giving it as a gift?" Jiang Moshu curled his lips.

"It would be fine if it was the Demon King. Who will take over the cause and effect of the Demon Saint? How can he pay it back? The soul also wants to face shame." Luo Zhi smiled Yingying and lightly punched Daozi on the shoulder, "Who told you to stare at the Demon Saint? Huahuo, that's it, not counting the real dragons from the Dragon Palace in the Southern Territory. Except for the real dragon you chose, other Southern Territories wanted to send them over, but I blocked them all. The sect really couldn't let them go. "

Jiang Moshu scratched his head in embarrassment and couldn't help but raise his head and exhale, "I can't help it. Most of the time, I just catch up. I will try my best to trouble the emperor next time. Fortunately, the emperor has gone down to the world. There is no need for me to rush to Xutian to look for them."

"Jiang Jun, Jiayun is really eyeing us right now. If you go to the Central Plains defense line, I'm afraid you will lose sight of one thing."

"One Yuan Shen from Hualonghai Mansion has already passed away. Xuanhen Sword Sect is close to the Central Plains and two Yuanshen have also gone. I just want to say that I won't go there for the time being.

Speaking of which, the Central Plains fell into the hands of the demon, which freed the four souls of the Sword Sect from the threat of fate's backlash. It can be regarded as a drink and a peck. "

"If Haifu and Jianzong can save the emperor, I think they can exchange it with the body of the demon saint." Luo Zhi thought for a while and spoke confidently.

Jiang Moshu nodded. In his opinion, eating away at the Demon Saint and the Emperor step by step was the best way to cleanse the world.

He always believed that the sword in his hand and the gods and demons behind him were the ones worth relying on.

As for luck, it is nothing more than the overall strength of the human race. If the Ming Tan Sect spreads the Divine Magic Sect within the sect, it will spread to the other three domains sooner or later, like a spark of fire. Although it may take hundreds of years, It's a little slower, but the victory lies in being sure, the victory lies in being unstoppable, and the victory lies in being bright and brilliant. It is perfect as a clear move.

No matter what form Yuan Jie takes to manifest into the world, hundreds of millions of mortals have magical powers, and even the world can be changed.

As for the counterattack and struggle between the Demon Saint and the Emperor, Jiang Moshu had the mentality of "I'll try again if I lose all my money", so they just fought to the death to see who could outlast the other.

I don’t know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick.Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's life.

You see, the gods and demons are angry, the bones and swords are clanging, there are many demons and demons filled with sorrow and hatred, and the blood is running cold on the blades.

The only problem at the moment is to refine more acquired gods and demons, and to find ways to kill several generations of emperors. The Demon Saint can tolerate it as long as it can, but the sect really can't let it go.

……

"How many days are left until the appointed time?"

The Demon Saint of Luo Ming narrowed his eyes, and there was a dark gaze in the waves of the Ghost River, flickering faintly, but it did not cause the slightest ripple of the boundless dark fog in the netherworld.

"There are still ten days left. The demon saint with hidden magical powers is slowly infiltrating into the northern border. After reaching the designated position, he will lurk at the border. When the agreed time is up, he will rush straight to Xinggeyuan and then enter the netherworld. ." Xiaotie Demon Saint smiled, full of confidence in Jia Yunzhen's plan.

Immediately, the little cat flicked its tail behind it, feeling a little proud.

It's so pitiful that just when he was frustrated, he unexpectedly grew a tail and got rid of the embarrassment of being tailless. The most important thing is that with this tail, he has a way to save his life. There is room for relaxation in the difficult situation.

"Then it seems that there is no problem on Xing Geyuan's side. What about Bai Yujing? The two sides cannot contact each other and can only launch at the same time according to the agreed time. There will be no problem with the demon master's layout, right?" Demon Saint Luo Ming is still a little confused. worried.

Xiaotie Demon Saint tugged at his beard and meowed in a low voice, "No problem, Yunzhen's layout is unparalleled in the world.

I really trapped the Jie Sect Yuan Shen in Yujing that day, and I saw the immortal vines being blown up with my own eyes. Unfortunately, I didn't expect that there was a netherworld passage in Bai Yujing, so I fell into an ambush.

It happened that there were still three demon saints who did not have life-protecting magical powers, so they fell into Xing Tian's hands.

The demon saints who raided the Nether Passage and destroyed Bai Yujing this time all had life-protecting magical powers. Even if Jiang Moshu had the back-up plan, we would be invincible. "

Demon Saint Luo Ming blinked and sighed, "I hope everything goes well and the Lord of Xingtian is killed. In this way, we can make full plans to deal with the demon."

"Do you also think that the Lord of Xingtian is scarier than the Heavenly Demon?" Demon Saint Xiao Tie couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Didn't I also rescue the Dragon Palace? I fell short, so how can I not understand the horror of this way?" Luo Ming Demon Saint sighed softly, and then became speechless.

The Ghost River has regained its calmness again. It seems that the ghosts cannot be attracted, and there seems to be hatred in the blue waves. The ghost fire floats on the Soul River, like flowers dotted in the dark pine forest.

It seems that he is waiting for the people who left him to come back, and he seems to be sighing that hatred and resentment will always follow him. He said that he has no regrets and will not retreat, but he sighs that there are only a few people on the bridge returning.

(End of this chapter)


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