The paralyzed woman has a young appearance and elegant manners. Her long, snow-white hair is draped over her shoulders like a waterfall. Her eyes are extremely deep, as if she has experienced the baptism of endless years.
There wasn't a trace of power fluctuations around her, she was just like an ordinary person.
But the appearance of such a person made the originally tense atmosphere disappear in an instant, making it extremely quiet, and you could even hear everyone's breathing clearly.
The paralyzed woman looked around at the immortal kings present, smiled slightly and said: "The underworld is still so lively, not much has changed."
After seeing the face of the paralyzed woman clearly, this group of arrogant immortal kings bowed down and worshiped almost at the same time. Even the upper three tribes were no exception. They did not dare to hesitate at all and said in unison: "Greetings to my lord!"
The old servant fell to his knees with a "pop" in excitement. He didn't say anything, he just kept kowtowing.
The gambler stood quietly behind the paralyzed woman. He used to be carefree, but now he was surprisingly silent.
The paralyzed woman said: "Everyone, get up."
"Yes!" The Immortal Kings then stood up.
The paralyzed woman's eyes fell on Jue Li and she smiled: "New face, this is the first time I see you."
Jue Li said respectfully: "My subordinate Jue Li, the new king of the Asura tribe, has met my lord."
The paralyzed woman said: "If you can kill Qian Tingluo, you do have the qualifications to become a king, but killing a dying old king is not a real king. There is more than one king of the Asura clan, and every king is It relies on strength. If you want to sit on the king's chair, you need to defeat another king with enough weight, such as Luo Qituo, Yangu Yedao, or even Bhimachitara. Your road to the king is still very long. long."
Jue Li didn't show any displeasure as he bowed and said, "Please follow my bishop's instructions."
The paralyzed woman looked at the Yaksha Immortal King and the Shaling Immortal King again, and said: "The Yaksha Clan and the Shaling Clan have always been the vanguard of the underworld. Every time the hard work is done by you, this time I’m afraid the battle between immortals and underworld will still be like this, thank you both for your hard work.”
The Immortal King Yaksha and the Immortal King Shaling immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads and said: "I am so ashamed of myself. Thank you so much for your understanding. I will always be loyal to my lord and will go through fire and water for my lord without any hesitation!"
The paralyzed woman nodded, and immediately called out a name: "Han Lingxiao."
"My lord!" Han Lingxiao's heart trembled. This paralyzed woman, who obviously had no cultivation at all, made him feel unprecedented pressure, even when he faced True Lord Ziwei.
The paralyzed woman smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I don't hate betrayers, nor do I hate you. As long as you are willing to stay here, I can swear in the name of the Lord of the Underworld that there will always be a place for you in the underworld, and I will kill you." True Lord Ziwei, you are my hero in the underworld, no one will make things difficult for you, just live here with peace of mind."
Han Lingxiao lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the paralyzed woman and said, "Please my lord, I will bear this kindness in my heart."
The paralyzed woman glanced at the Bear Clan Immortal King and the Wheel-turning Immortal King Cui Jingsheng again, and said: "You two are acquaintances. When my brother was in power, you were the people he trusted most. I won't say anything more, but Jing Sheng, from now on you have to pay attention, even I have to call the two elders of the Wu clan and the Yan clan senior, and you must not be rude to them in the future."
The old immortal king of the Yan tribe hurriedly said: "I don't dare. I have only given up a few vain thoughts. How dare I falsely call my lord's senior? I hope my lord will not argue with old people like us."
The always strong old woman from the Wu tribe also showed a rare softness and said: "I do have some faults in relying on my elders, so please punish me, my lord."
The paralyzed woman said: "The upper three tribes are the pillars of the underworld. The two seniors must know how heavy the burden is on their shoulders. You have lived longer than me. There are some truths. You know more clearly than me. I don't need to say more." "
The old immortal king of the Yan tribe and the old woman of the Wu tribe both nodded and said, "Yes, my lord."
"Magic."
"My subordinate is here." Mo Di also lowered his proud head.
The paralyzed woman didn't say much nonsense, she just said: "Send hello to Yuan Luo for me."
Mo Di nodded and said: "As you command, my lord."
It is hard to imagine that there are times when the Immortal Kings of the Nine Clans in the Underworld dare not even show their anger.
The paralyzed woman was pushed to the center, looked down at everyone and said: "Since everyone is here, let's continue the underworld."
"Yes!" Everyone subconsciously sat up straight, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
The paralyzed woman said, "How are the arrangements for the War Immortal Festival going?"
At this time, the gambler standing behind her said: "I am responsible for this matter, and it has been arranged."
The paralyzed woman glanced at him and joked: "Really, our hands from the underworld have become extra diligent."
The gambler shrugged and said, "Of course I didn't handle it myself. I gave it all to Bai Rong, and she seemed very interested."
The paralyzed woman said: "She has been in charge of Zuixian Tower for so many years, and she is naturally much more reliable than you in doing things. It is a right decision to leave it to her. And I am also very curious. Nowadays, the immortals in the underworld are more reliable than you. How has it been for thousands of years?"
Gambling Ghost said: "We can meet him after the War Immortal Festival is over."
The paralyzed woman nodded and said immediately: "Then let's talk about the most important thing... the battle between immortals and underworld!"
...
A huge space portal stood, and a space vortex formed in the center. Under the leadership of the proprietress of Zuixian Tower, Su Bujin and others jumped out of it.
Su Bujin looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and asked with some confusion: "Is this the underworld?"
The world here is rich in spiritual energy, and the cultivation environment is excellent. However, there are no buildings like palaces, and there are already many true immortals from the underworld gathered here, from all races, and they seem to have been waiting here for a long time.
This seems to be a world.
At this time, the proprietress of Zuixian Tower said: "Welcome to the True Immortal Sacrifice World. This is where the Fighting Immortal Sacrifice takes place."
"True Immortal Sacrifice Realm?" Su Bujin was a little confused. This was the first time she heard this name.
"The True Immortal Sacrifice World, a world where prisoners of all heavens are imprisoned." Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice sounded, and Fan He and Fan Minyue were seen walking over from the crowd.
Su Bujin asked: "Why are you here?"
Fan He said: "We took the clan's spirit boat and arrived before you."
"Sir, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Fan Minyue looked at Li Cheng's tomb with a shy face, her voice was as gentle as a sheep, and those who didn't know it really thought she was a lady.
Fan He rolled his eyes at Fan Minyue, and then said to Su Bujin: "Uncle Seventeen has told us about you. Since we are all members of the same family, let's get together and take care of each other."
