Seeing the judge looking at him, Luo Yi directly shifted his gaze.
"alright."
The verdict awakened everyone from their grief.
Luo Yi looked again and saw that there was still only one judge left in the sky.
He frowned: "Have you reported the news?"
Suddenly, Li Mo came to Luo Yi and said:
"Brother Luo, I didn't expect it."
Luo Yi turned around and said, "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"
"You didn't fall into this kind of tragedy. It seems that you have seen through their essence." Li Mo glanced at the judge in the distance, and then continued to say:
"The priority development rights of the secret realm have given the Temple of Heaven a first-hand opportunity. However, those of us are actually among the second batch of people who have entered the land reclamation, and we can no longer obtain any good and advanced things."
"Now that we enter the Netherworld City, what we can get is what the Celestial God wants us to get!"
"To put it simply, the Celestial Temple's charity to the weak has been transformed into a gift that makes everyone grateful to it, so that everyone will surrender willingly to it and no longer have any intention of resisting."
Luo Yi was silent.
After a long while, he asked: "Can't no one see it and resist this unfair distribution?"
Li Mo chuckled and said, "When I ask you to put on your clothes and open your mouth, will you still resist?"
"Too!"
"So, let's just listen to what Tianshen Temple has to say. Don't get caught up in it. In addition, after this land reclamation is over, I sincerely invite you to come to Li's as a guest."
In this regard, Luo Yi did not speak.
"Fellow Taoists, Ruins No. 103, Netherworld City, is 70% open, and the remaining 30% is still in danger."
"Now please go to the Mission Temple to inquire about the mission and receive the Rescue Order. Then everyone can go to the Netherworld God's City to open up wasteland!"
Everyone bowed their hands and left quickly.
Luo Yi also followed the stream and entered the Mission Temple. After entering the Mission Temple, he saw a sky curtain in front of him, and there were tens of thousands of items displayed on the sky curtain...
Soon, there was another judge named Ling Kong:
"Before entering the Netherworld City, you will all receive a mission token, which is the Rescue Order. Not only can they save your lives, but you can also conduct mission inquiries. At the same time, there will also be a mission list in it."
While speaking, a golden token appeared in front of everyone.
"You only need to collect the items according to the information on the mission token, and you will receive corresponding point rewards. Once you leave the Netherworld City, you can use your points to exchange for anything you want here."
"I have said what needs to be said. I wish you all good luck!"
Everyone raised their hands and said: "God Yongchang!"
The next moment, everyone rushed out of the temple.
"Boom boom boom!"
Rays of golden light went straight to the bottom of the abyss...
The moment Luo Yi stepped out of the mission temple, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.
Looking back.
It's him!
Xue Mozi and Lu Feng were also looking at him in front of the Hall of Heroes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was simply uncontrollable. That kind of resentment sent shivers down Luo Yi's spine.
He made a scratching gesture on Luo Yi's neck, and then entered the Hall of Heroes.
Luo Yi frowned.
His steps stopped in place.
"Brother Luo, what's wrong?" Li Mo appeared beside Luo Yi. He also looked in the direction of the Hall of Heroes. At this time, there was no one there.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in their ears:
"You want him dead?"
Luo Yi looked back and saw a man in black robes looking at him indifferently.
This man is so strong, he looks even stronger than Yu Huafeng. Looking into his eyes is like looking at the sky and stars...
"Who are you?"
"Tianmo Pavilion, Wenqing."
The man in black robe said calmly.
Luo Yi shook his head: "There is no need to do such a small thing for me."
"If it comes to use, crush him."
Wenqing threw a token to Luo Yi and then disappeared.
"Wen Qing is very strong. He is a close disciple of Patriarch Qiong Mo Pavilion in Tian Mo Pavilion. If you encounter a strong enemy or a difficult crisis, you can ask him to solve it for you."
Luo Yi smiled bitterly: "Thank you."
"But I'll have to deal with my own affairs myself."
What he was worried about was not that the blood demon would cause trouble for him, but that the bastard would reveal to the Celestial Clan that he was carrying a demon seed.
Tian Eclipse said that once the matter of the demon species is learned by the Celestial Temple, he will directly send the Celestial Clan army to strangle him. Now, he is not able to fight against the Celestial Temple.
After pondering for a moment, he finally decided to enter the Netherworld City first.
As for the Blood Demon Son, he will definitely come to find him!
The next moment, he also stepped into the abyss of ghost crying...
In the Abyss of Ghost Crying, somewhere in a cave.
"They're coming."
The thirteen black stone chrysalis cracked, and a majestic aura began to revive.
"Click..."
All the stone pupae shattered, and the thirteen black-robed strong men slowly opened their eyes. One of them pulled off the black robe. The word Beicang appeared on the immortal robe, and the word Holy Order hung on his waist.
They were Qinglong and others who had entered the Abyss of Ghost Crying before.
In front of them was the corpse of a demonic beast, which blocked the figures of the thirteen people, and even their auras were not leaked at all.
This is the reason why they can lie dormant in the Immortal Realm of Heaven for so long!
Qinglong's eyes flashed, and then he waved his sleeves: "The hunting has begun, be careful to hide yourself, the target is the Netherworld God King."
"Go!"
Twelve figures shot out of the sky...
Originally, he planned to lead his people directly into the Netherworld City, but the moment they were about to arrive, they sensed an irresistible wave of death.
He has lived for tens of millions of years and is also a master!
Seeing that nothing could be done, he directly chose to retreat, but he did not retreat completely. Instead, he led his people to hide. Someone would take action anyway, and they could just wait and eat what was ready...
He was able to think of this because he didn't believe that people in the Immortal Realm would not be aware of the netherworld here!
Now the wait is finally over and they can finally take action.
He pondered for a moment, then took out a compass, a golden pen with fairy patterns, and a lot of golden stones from the storage ring, and then started playing with them on the spot.
Gradually, a large formation began to be built...
At the bottom of the Ghostly Crying Abyss, a magnificent temple stands suspended in the air.
The green netherworld aura pours down around the temple. There are eighteen golden holy pillars standing around the temple. Each holy pillar has white rice-thick chains leading directly to the bottom of the temple.
They seem to be suppressing something!
There are more than a dozen dilapidated palace groups scattered on the ground. In each palace group, you can see countless ghostly creatures raging and attacking the large formation outside the palace group.
There is a smell of death and decay in the air...
