When the two guards saw a living person coming in, they immediately became vigilant.
But before they could say anything, more than a dozen figures followed them. In the fluttering veil, ghost fairies such as "Li Qian" and "Cai Rong" had already followed them.
"Li Qian" looked at the scene in front of her, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Cairong" why did they appear here?
This thought flashed through Li Qian's mind, and she had no time to think about it. She immediately roared: "Insolent human beings!"
"How dare you break into my Ghost Clan's territory!
"I will arrest you two right now and make you immortal forever!"
"Li Qian" said as she was about to take action.
But, at this moment, a cold voice came from the lake: "Everyone, step back!"
"This human race is so brave, I want to kill him with my own hands!"
It was the Lord City Lord!
"Li Qian", "Cai Rong" and other ghost fairies suddenly changed their expressions, but no one dared to disobey the city lord's order.
Without hesitation, they immediately bowed and said, "Yes!"
Not long after, "Li Qian" and several other ghost fairies left. Zhan Wuji, "Mo Gui" and two guards were left beside the lake stained red with blood.
Within the lake, another cold voice came: "There is no need to guard here, let's disperse!"
The two jailers did not dare to disobey and responded quickly: "Yes!"
Soon, they left the lake and disappeared.
Immediately, a faint and indifferent voice sounded: "Come in!"
Hearing this, Zhan Wuji did not hesitate and immediately stepped on the "ink rose" and stepped into the lake.
The crimson blood, like a poisonous snake in the night, drowned the two of them.
The scene in front of them changed, and not long after, the two came to a very spacious room.
This is an empty room with no furnishings.
A female ghost with long hair like snow, a small pearl crown on her head, and a gorgeous dress is sitting on it.
His face was expressionless, and he exuded a chilling air.
In the space around him, ghostly women seemed to be hanging in the air with invisible ropes tied around their necks. Their dresses were like seaweed on the bottom of the sea, fluttering gently, breathing steadily, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
At this time, each ghost fairy was covered with a layer of black smoke. The smoke was black, like spiritual snakes, surrounding them in a strange trajectory, as if to protect them.
The ink-like smoke exudes a deep black color, which is similar to the black trees on the lake.
Zhan Wuji immediately raised his head and his eyes fell on the city lord "Pian Ya".
Sword Spirit is here!
As soon as he thought of this, he quickly saluted and said: "Junior Zhan Wuji, pay homage to the Lord of Yuncheng, Lord Pianya!"
"Pian Ya" looked calm, looked at Zhan Wuji, and said bluntly: "As long as you wipe out the power of sleep in the bodies of the gods of my lineage, I will let you leave peacefully."
"Even if it means escaping from the underworld!"
Unlock your sleep rules?
This golden immortal in the Netherworld can't decipher the word "sleep"?
No!
It has nothing to do with the system!
At that time, the system used the power of the fallen immortal!
However, at this time, his clone lost the consciousness of the fallen immortal.
Although it is my own rule, it is probably very difficult to break the rules of those ghost fairies!
"Elder, the torture of the Ghost Clan is indeed terrifying." Zhan Wuji's thoughts were racing in his mind and he said with an embarrassed look on his face.
"My cultivation level is not high to begin with, and I was sucked in a lot of Yang Yuan Qi by your subordinates before, so I am in such a mess."
He thought that he was the master of this powerful golden immortal of the ghost lineage.
But after all, he is also the lord of a city, and controls the entire ghost clan. Even if he only asks for the sword spirit, he must be polite...
He must use the reason that his strength is greatly damaged and that he cannot unravel the rules in the ghost fairy's body as an excuse.
In this way, he can take the opportunity to ask this person to return the sword spirit to him, so that he can return his strength to its original state.
According to the other party, if he allows himself to endure the torture of the ghost clan, there shouldn't be any problem, right?
However, before Zhan Wuji finished his words, "Pian Ya" turned cold and immediately said, "So, you don't agree!"
"In this case……"
"I will use the most cruel methods of my ghost clan to torture you to death!"
After saying that, "Pian Ya" reached out to grab Zhan Wuji.
The calamity clouds are like an ocean, boundless, filling the entire void.
The Thirteen Cities of Youdu, Huangquan, "No Return", everything is covered by the clouds of calamity!
Countless lightning bolts surged through the clouds, merging with each other to form a thick bolt of lightning that struck downwards.
Youdu Mansion.
One of the thirteen largest cities in the Netherworld, it is also the place where the master of the Netherworld lives. The power of God shines on this majestic giant city that seems to have been standing since ancient times.
In the towering buildings, one after another ghostly figures were wiped out by the thunder without even a chance to resist!
More ghosts were huddled under the house, hiding in fear.
On the top of Youdu, a majestic palace stood quietly.
The top of the dim hall had been half destroyed by lightning, revealing the scene inside.
The black leaves were intertwined like curtains, and a burnt smell filled the air.
On both sides of the hall, red and white flowers bloomed, swaying and withering amidst the dull roar of thunder.
The bright red blood and the snow-white blood intertwined together like raindrops.
The Lord of the Netherworld sat motionless on the high steps.
Purple and green lights flashed and illuminated the entire hall, but the twelve-tassel pearl still protected her in front of her, blocking her face.
The huge body is like a mountain that has existed for who knows how many years, motionless.
boom!
A thick thunder light fell from the sky and connected with the main hall.
The bright white light filled the hall, purifying all evil.
A terrifying cold and violent intention suddenly burst out from the Lord of the Netherworld, like a sharp blade, slashing into the void, competing with the glorious aura of heavenly power.
Bang bang bang...
Deep sounds continued to sound, and thousands of thunders descended, illuminating the entire Thirteen Cities of Youdu. A powerful and powerful aura swept across all directions with an extremely powerful attitude.
Mingcheng.
A palace made of skeletons floats in the air, like a mirage. If you look closely, it looks like a honeycomb. There are dense holes everywhere in the palace, corridors, and pillars, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.
A black shadow, like a piece of mud, had no arms or legs, only a big mouth and a pair of eyes.
At this moment, the black liquid slowly dissolved and black dirt splashed everywhere, corroding all the blood stains on the ground and dyeing the blood stains on the ground dark gray.
