"Go down."
The Nether God King casually waved away everyone.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuan stepped in.
He stood facing Netherworld with his hands raised: "The evil god, Zhuan."
"I've seen the Nether God King!"
You Ming frowned and said, "Evil God? What is that?"
"Friends from afar."
"I don't remember having a friend from far away like you. If you can't explain your identity clearly, the identity of Netherworld is quite suitable for you. How about you give it a try?"
You Ming got up and was about to take action.
Somehow, he felt a strong threat from this man.
Instinct makes him want to eradicate the root cause!
Feeling the killing intent, Zhuan just chuckled:
"Don't be nervous. You are targeting Devour. You want to establish your own divine kingdom. You want to turn the entire Celestial Realm into your own pasture. You want to have your own power in the future."
"Are you right what I said?"
The Nether God King frowned, and then slowly withdrew his murderous intention:
"Do you want to bow to this king?"
Zhuan nodded lightly, but then shook his head again:
"You can understand it this way, but Lao Chan wants to assist you more and help you build your own kingdom of God. To be honest, there are fourteen ultimate gods behind Lao Chan."
"Ultimate?!"
You Ming raised his eyebrows, then laughed:
"You are so damn ultimate, old man. There must be a limit to bragging. There is no ultimate god king in the entire Celestial Realm. If not, maybe the old man who is the current Angel King has the ultimate realm, but he It seems like I have too much time to take care of myself now.”
"Stop bragging, or..."
Zhuan interrupted him: "Then guess why he is so distracted?"
"Haha, you won't say it's because of you!"
Netherworld now has a rough idea.
This old man is a person who likes to brag, and that instinctive desire to kill must be his own illusion.
He slowly sat back on the throne: "I don't need arrogant people."
"But it's not bad to be a soldier. Someone..."
The next moment, an imperceptible breath fell from the sky.
The Nether Immortal Power is sluggish!
? ? ?
A power that is difficult to control, it, it actually directly controls the entire Netherworld.
Much stronger than myself...
Out of fear of the strong, his tone finally softened:
"I admit that you are very powerful, but this temple in Netherworld is too small, so I'm afraid it won't be enough for you to show off your talents. I suggest that you try your luck elsewhere. Maybe you will find the person you like."
"Come, let's see you off."
Zhuan said calmly: "The problem is that I have fallen in love with you."
"Moreover, I'm afraid someone else will come..."
Suddenly, a voice came from outside the hall:
"The Holy Envoy of Beicang, please see the Nether God King."
You Ming frowned: "Who are you?"
Zhuan said: "As I said before, we are friends from far away."
"Meet our friends from Beicang. We all have the same purpose. As long as our three parties join forces, I believe you will have a place in the Netherworld in the future."
"come in."
Immediately afterwards, the Holy Envoy of Beicang stepped in from outside the gate.
? ? ?
Although the God King of Netherworld was dissatisfied with Zhuan's decision, he did not get angry directly.
The person coming here looks familiar, but I can’t remember who it is!
He asked: "Who is it and what is the matter?"
"The Holy Envoy of Beicang, Zhao Huan, is here to discuss cooperation matters on the order of our king."
The person coming is none other than Zhao Huan!
Originally, he and Tu Long were ordered to go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm, but when they arrived at the gate of the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm, they found that the gate was passively opened, and a huge phenomenon of heaven and earth was happening inside.
The two of them didn't pay much attention at first, but the moment they entered the gate, Tulong died.
And he tried his best to escape.
Before he could take a breath, he got the task of Beicang King going to Mochizuki to be a lobbyist.
Therefore, he came to look at the moon...
Staring at Zhao Huan, the Nether God King murmured to himself:
"Zhao Huan?"
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly:
"Ten Thousand Immortals, haven't you already been devoured and suppressed, how could there still be Ten Thousand Immortals active in the Ten Thousand Worlds..."
But soon, he said solemnly:
"The gate to the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm is open!?"
"Yes."
Zhao Huan admitted it directly.
But when he glanced sideways at Zhuan, he stepped back a few meters:
"Evil God!? You, shouldn't you be history? No, no, no, you shouldn't have been blown to death by the fluctuations of the Prison of Silence. No, no, no, you have already fought against the people of the Temple of Heaven."
"Why are you here?"
His tone was a little incoherent.
From Jun Chen's words, he learned that the prisoners in the Prison of Silence were all future war criminals.
That is, the Fourteen Evil Gods!
However, he never expected to meet here...
Zhuan said: "You must be the Ten Thousand Immortals who control the whispers of silence."
"Are you surprised now?"
Zhao Huan nodded, but soon he looked strange and said:
"You're not here to be a lobbyist too, are you?"
Zhuan said: "Why not?"
Then, he looked at the golden coffin in the center of the hall:
"Is this the son who devours the remnant?"
The Nether God King nodded, but soon he took the golden coffin back:
"If we cooperate, we will cooperate. He belongs to me."
Zhuan said: "Of course he is yours, but his identity is very important. If you want to keep it for yourself, then just keep it. However, I need to remind you, just let him sleep all the time."
"Why?"
Netherworld is puzzled.
"Because in the future, he will play a great role in destroying us, and even his two eldest sons will be the two future god kings, and they will both step into the ultimate god king."
After Zhuan said that, You Ming was about to kill Luo Xiaotian.
"stop!"
Zhuan stopped him again.
"The Devouring Remnant has traveled thirty thousand years into the future. If you kill him now, it may cause some uncontrollable factors in the future. As the son of Devouring the Remnant, he cannot die like this."
"Besides, we can also send messages to the future through him!"
As he spoke, he smiled slyly, as if there was some big conspiracy brewing.
"You, what did you say, sending a message to the future..."
The Nether God King stood up instantly.
He stared at Luo Xiaotian in the golden coffin in disbelief.
Hearing this, Zhao Huan was immediately moved:
"Senior Zhuan, I think you can go and see my king first. My king may have a better way, and I suggest that you take this son who has devoured the remnants to Beicang Temple immediately and let my king take care of him."
"It will even be of greater use in the hands of my king!"
"no!"
The Nether God King refused without thinking.
The information he is receiving now is too difficult to understand. He has never been to the future, but it has come step by step from the past. He can vaguely understand some of the order of cause and effect and time...
Playing with order like this, he felt that he would not end well!
And I just heard that Zhuan is from the future...
He wanted to refuse!
Zhuan smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Netherworld, you don't have to worry about the punishment of the order. Someone will naturally solve these problems. And you see, I said so many things that can affect the order."
"Old man, have you been punished?"
