"Mo Gui" was startled when she heard the sound of chewing in her ears. Now that she was in the realm of gods, she could naturally tell that the thing Zhan Wuji was talking about was full of chaos, evil, and depravity. A cold taste.
This is fairy meat!
Is Zhan Wuji eating a god?
"Mo Gui" was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "Leave him alone!"
"I know." "Misfortune" answered briefly.
"Mo Gui" nodded slightly, and while retreating at the same pace as Zhan Wuji, he said: "In the underworld, apart from being cunning, are there any other dangers?"
"Misfortune" shook his head and whispered: "This is a place of chaos."
"I'm not too sure either."
"What is certain is that after this dark road, we will enter hell."
"Only by crossing the River Styx can you open the 'Eye of the Netherworld' and see the true Netherworld."
"Among these three areas, the most suitable for living is the Youlu."
"The danger behind will become greater and greater."
"However, I don't know what I will encounter!"
"Mo Gui" was not surprised by this.
"Disaster" appeared before she was born, but in this world, the word "disaster" can be regarded as ancient.
However, he is not the one who died here!
Everything he knew about the underworld was obtained from the Tomb of the Dead.
Just when she was thinking wildly, "Mo Gui" discovered that the person next to her had already turned her head.
Her face darkened, and just as she was about to stop him, she saw Zhan Wuji turning his head again.
Then, it opened its mouth and seemed to be chewing something.
"Mo Gui" felt happy, and "Misfortune" next to her quickly said: "Don't worry."
"Zhan Wuji, he was just pretending to turn around before."
"It seems that he has other intentions."
"no."
"What's more, he has become an immortal."
"If you go back now, nothing will happen!"
Having said this, "Huo" paused, and then whispered: "If that person is willing to make me an immortal..."
"I can turn around!"
"Mo Gui" shook his head: "You are not a human being, he will not trust you."
"Misfortune" nodded slightly and said no more.
Seeing this, "Mo Gui" stepped back without saying a word.
Da da da……
Slight footsteps kept sounding, and three people and one ghost walked silently into the darkness.
Zhan Wuji and his clones were both trapped in the "heart-eating evil", and there were no other "powerful" attacks.
"Disaster" refers to the dead, and the underworld is its territory, so "Evil" is not interested in it.
Only "Mo Gui" is alone, "talking dreams", "responding to voices", "crying", "laughing", "heart-eating" and so on along the way, with various tricks and twists and turns.
Fortunately, she is now in the fairyland, protected by golden armor and real fire. Both her cultivation and cultivation are far better than when she first entered the Nether World.
Fortunately, he went from an ordinary person to the Mahayana stage, experienced countless hardships, and finally escaped from danger.
After a while, "Misfortune" seemed to sense something and whispered: "We are going to hell soon!"
In the sky, a blood-colored moon hung in the sky, and endless imperial liquid, with golden threads, spilled down, nourishing everything.
The originally endless desert was now shrouded in lush vegetation.
A trace of mist quickly condensed in the mountain forest, and the sound of crashing became louder and louder.
Dense banyan trees bloomed again, covering the village.
In the middle room, the old man in linen clothes was facing a mirror, constantly flicking magic spells.
Immediately afterwards, the glazed mirror was activated, and a huge vortex immediately appeared in the hazy mirror.
The vortex was like the eye of a storm, chaotic, cold, and ferocious... After a moment, the mirror returned to clarity, revealing a gray figure.
The man wore a gray robe without any decoration and a hat on his head. The shadow completely covered his face, except for a pair of eyes, which shone coldly in the darkness.
As soon as he appeared, he heard a hoarse voice: "The cycle of heaven, the cycle of cause and effect!"
The old man lowered his head, with a hint of awe in his voice: "Competing with the sky, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
The password was correct, and the figure in the mirror immediately said: "How is it?"
"This Ten Thousand Immortals Association is for the position of fallen immortal, Li Luo."
"There are two main points in this conference."
"The first thing is the fallen immortal who wants to take over the heavenly calamity!"
"The other thing is that the guy named "Li Luo" took this opportunity to reorganize the order of heaven."
"Did the Fallen Immortal sense that the catastrophe was coming?"
"Also, has the way of heaven been cleaned up this time?"
The old man said in a deep voice: "According to the people who returned, three humans went to the location of the Golden Crow and the Dragon Clan as quickly as possible."
"There is a human being who is very brave."
"After Fallen Immortal completed the adjustments to the laws of Heaven, he blatantly violated the Laws of Heaven and gave all Fallen Immortals a resounding slap in the face!"
"It's just that that human race used a heavenly tribulation to fight against the enemy. Before he could successfully overcome the tribulation, he was taken away by the corrupted Li Luo."
"That human race was also captured by the Fallen Immortal."
"I'm afraid that these fallen immortals will be punished by heaven soon!"
"And Tiandao, Suoluo and his ilk have only rearranged three of them."
"There are three conditions, one is not to have contact with mortals, the other is not to neglect one's duties, and the third is not to leak it."
The figure on the mirror nodded and immediately said: "Then, our actions need to speed up!"
"In addition, this fallen Li has organized the three heavenly principles, so there will definitely be a lot of vacancies."
"We can't let those aliens and monsters get it!"
"Understood!" The old man in black nodded to express his understanding.
"I'll get ready right now."
"This matter is settled."
"In the future, don't have any contact with me again."
"Yes!" the old man responded.
The man in the mirror no longer spoke, but dissipated like ink melting into water.
In the blink of an eye, the smooth mirror-like surface becomes hazy, the colors are stretched, twisted, rotated... everything becomes chaotic.
It's like broken glass that has lost all its luster.
Everything seems to be just a dream.
This exchange is finally over!
The old man immediately turned around and walked outside the house.
The scarlet moonlight shone down, illuminating the growing plants in the village and also illuminating the dwarfed shelter under the dense leaves.
He walked into a bunker.
In the castle hall.
Lin Shi, Shen Yu, and Chu Zhi were all there, and in front of them was a bamboo chair, with a human being sitting cross-legged on it, covered in wounds all over his body, and his breathing became extremely difficult. Weak, the whole person looked like a lifeless person, with a strong medicinal fragrance exuding from his body, but he still had not fully recovered.
