Yan Nan said: "If I'm not wrong, this should be the Thirteen Divine Techniques, Death Puppet Death Order, and all those who are killed will surrender."
Mengluoluo said: "All those who were killed surrendered... What does this mean?"
Yan Nan said: "To put it bluntly, all the people he kills will become his servants, obeying all his orders like puppets."
Mengluo was shocked: "So powerful?!"
At this time, the Demon Clan True Immortal turned his attention to Su Bujin again and said, "My name is Mo Zhu, and I have lived in the Southern Continent of the Qiyuan Realm for a hundred thousand years."
Immediately afterwards, Mo Zhu approached Su Bujin and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "You are also a guy from the Qiyuan world, right?"
Su Bujin looked as usual and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."
Mo Zhu said: "Is it necessary to pretend with me? Although it's been a long time, I can still smell a trace of Mo Tao's guy's breath from your body. I think you are the Su Bujin who defeated Mo Tao. , I’ve heard your name.”
Su Bujin's fingers twitched subconsciously. He neither admitted nor denied, but just asked, "Who are you?"
Mo Zhu said: "One of the Thirteen Lords of the Southern Continent, the Lord of the Dead Zone, Mo Zhu."
Su Bujin did not continue to cover up, and said directly: "Are you from the Lost Continent?"
Mo Zhu said: "That's right."
Su Bujin raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect that the cultivation levels between your Lords are so different. Mo Tao is just a Second Tribulation Quasi-immortal, but you have actually reached the peak of the True Immortal Realm."
Mo Zhu said: "No, Mo Tao is also an immortal. To be precise, all of our thirteen district masters are immortals. It's just that because of the suppression of Qi Yuan Realm's cultivation, we are far from being able to exert our full strength. Moreover, my cultivation level is not just that of a true immortal. I have just been suppressed for a hundred thousand years and cannot fully recover at once. It will take a lot of time for me to fully recover my cultivation level. However, the speed of your growth is really impressive. It surprises me. If Mo Tao saw you now, he would probably be shocked."
Su Bujin said: "What do you want to do?"
Mo Zhu grinned and said: "It's nothing, I just want to know, which one is stronger, your Liuying Fanghua or my Death Puppet Death Order?"
Seeing Su Bujin and Mo Zhu talking, Meng Luoluo said curiously: "What are they two talking about?"
Yan Nan stared at Su Bujin, with a flickering light in his eyes, and said: "It seems that she doesn't want us to hear the content of the conversation, but I didn't expect that she knew this demon true immortal. I really don't know who she is. ..."
"Papa!" At this time, the proprietress of Zuixianlou clapped her hands and said, "Now the number of people is just right, we can leave. Juniors, let's go."
.......
Hell.
The Underworld Code is still going on, and the Immortal Kings of the nine tribes are still there, but the gambler who is the hand of the underworld is not present, and his whereabouts are unknown.
There was a look of impatience in the eyes of the old woman from the Wu clan, and she said to the old servant with some displeasure: "The Underworld Ceremony should have ended long ago. We have been here for several days. When can we leave?"
The old servant lowered his eyelids, as if he was asleep, as if he didn't hear anything.
The old woman from the Wu Clan was furious and couldn't bear it anymore. She said sternly: "Where did that gambler go? He left so many of us hanging here. Does he think he can do whatever he wants because he is the hand of the underworld? I, the Wu Clan, will no longer serve you!" "
After saying that, the old woman from the Wu clan stood up angrily and wanted to leave.
At this time, Cui Jingsheng, the Wheel-turning Immortal King, who was closing his eyes to rest, said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? The Fighting Immortal Festival hasn't even started yet. Are the Witch Clan so impatient?"
The old woman from the Wu tribe snorted coldly and said: "We don't need to be involved in such a trivial matter as the Battle Fairy Festival. What's the point of caring about a group of brats fighting? If you like to see it, just go and see it yourself!"
Cui Jingsheng said: "You are the oldest here, but you also know the least about the rules. As a senior, you don't care about the Battle of Immortals, but you don't care about the upcoming battle between Immortals and Mings, either?"
The old woman of the Wu Clan sneered: "The battle between the Immortals and the Underworld is directed by the hands of the underworld, isn't it? He is so capable, just let him lead you to fight, and there is no need for us, the Wu Clan, to step in."
Cui Jingsheng looked at the old woman from the Wu clan and said, "Is this the Wu clan venting their dissatisfaction? The Shangsan clan has controlled the power of the underworld for so many years. It's the first time they taste the feeling of losing power and they don't want to continue to contribute. This is a bit unreasonable."
The old woman of the Wu Clan said: "It's not your turn to point fingers at the upper three clans. Let alone you. Even if the hand of the underworld is here, I still dare to say this. I, the Wu Clan, are not his subordinates who want to gamble with ghosts." Command us? Don’t even think about it!”
Immortal King Yaksha said angrily: "As expected of the upper three tribes, we have enough confidence. Unlike our Yaksha tribe, which is a small family, we dare not even express our dignity in such a scene, let alone oppose the underworld in public. Hands on."
Immortal King Cha Ling also agreed: "Yes, I think the three tribes might as well just create another underworld."
They have been grudges against the Shangsan Tribe for a long time. Over the years, the Shangsantribe has always done the least and got the most benefits. They have long been dissatisfied with the behavior of the Shangsantribe. Now seeing that the Shangsantribe has lost power in the underworld, they Naturally, I am happy to add insult to injury.
The old woman of the Wu Clan said angrily: "You bastards, you are rebelling against heaven. Do you want to start a war with my Wu Clan before the battle between Immortal and Ming Dynasty begins?"
The Immortal King of the Bear Clan said: "It seems that the Wu Clan is really used to being arrogant and domineering. They fight and kill at every turn. If it weren't for the hands of the underworld, the Wu Clan would never know how arrogant it would be in the future."
The old woman from the Wu clan laughed angrily and said: "Okay, okay, okay, I can see it. After the gambler came back, you guys have become tough in your words. Do you really think that my upper three clans have lost power in the underworld? I Let me tell you, it’s not his turn to be a gambler in hell, but he can cover the sky with his hands!”
Cui Jingsheng said: "We have no other intentions, we just want the upper three tribes to understand that you are not the master of the underworld."
The old woman of the Wu Clan said: "The master of the underworld is not us, but it is not his gambling ghost either. It is absolutely impossible for him to command my Wu Clan!"
The scene became more and more difficult to control, the atmosphere became more and more tense, the strong smell of gunpowder filled the air, and there was a possibility of an explosion at any time.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, a clear coughing sound came, along with the sound of wheels rolling, reaching everyone's ears.
Um?
Upon hearing this voice, the Immortal Kings present changed their expressions.
The arrogance of the old woman from the Wu clan disappeared instantly, and a look of disbelief gradually appeared on her face: "Who is this voice?!"
Immediately afterwards, the gambler came in from outside pushing a wheelchair.
There is a paralyzed woman in a wheelchair.
