"I said get out of the way, didn't you hear me?" Gu Qingcheng's face was gloomy.
The Nether Clan were all wearing cloaks, and their expressions could not be seen. However, they just lowered their heads and did not dare to refute Gu Qingcheng, but they had no intention of retreating. They stood there motionless like a group of ghosts, blocking Han Sen. Within the gates of the shelter.
"It seems that the interior of the Nether Clan's shelter is extremely complicated, and Gu Qingcheng, the owner of the shelter, does not seem to have the final say. Ming Yue is not very popular among the Nether Clan, and my hostage is not So easy to use." Han Sen thought to himself.
"Gu Qingcheng, since you are the master of the sanctuary, you should think about our Nether Clan. If he, a human, is allowed to break out of our Nether Clan's sanctuary, how will our Nether Clan gain a foothold in the fourth sanctuary in the future?" The sound came from inside the shelter, and many strange spirits and strange creatures gave way.
I saw a foreign spirit holding a black wooden staff and wearing a gray cloak slowly walking towards him. When the many ghosts of the underworld saw him, they all saluted respectfully and shouted: "High Priest!"
"Why is there another high priest? How many high priests are there in the Underworld?" Han Sen looked at the foreign spirit and frowned slightly. He couldn't sense a trace of life from the foreign spirit, as if it was a dead person.
When Gu Qingcheng saw the strange spirit, he frowned slightly: "High Priest, this is my business, I don't need you to teach me how to do it."
The high priest sneered and said: "I, the Ghost Saint, have been following Lord Hades in the Fourth Sanctuary for who knows how many years. I have experienced countless wars and have been the priest of the Holy Son for several generations. The Underworld is my destiny. Nothing is more important to me than the Netherworld Clan and the Netherworld Sanctuary. Even if you are the master of the Netherworld Sanctuary, if you do something that will bring shame to the Netherworld Clan, even if you die, I will not agree."
"Then in your opinion, how can we avoid bringing shame to the Nether Clan?" Gu Qingcheng looked at the Ghost Saint and said.
"The Nether Tribe is never threatened by humans, so humans will naturally be killed." The high priest said calmly.
"Do you really want Ming Yue to die?" Gu Qingcheng curled her lips disdainfully.
The high priest said without any scruples: "As the Holy Son of our Nether Clan, we naturally want to gain glory for our Nether Clan. Even if we can't gain glory for our Nether Clan, we can't just because he brings shame to our Nether Clan. He can be saved naturally." If you want to save him, but you can't save him, dying for our Nether Clan, that is also an honor."
"What if I must let him go?" Gu Qingcheng looked at the high priest coldly and said.
"Unless I die, he will never be able to leave the underworld sanctuary." The high priest said tit for tat.
Gu Qingcheng glanced at the High Priest Ghost Saint, and then said to Han Sen calmly: "You leave now, and I will see who dares to stop you."
Han Sen knew that this was his last chance. Ming Yue, the hostage, was obviously only useful to Gu Qingcheng. After hearing Gu Qingcheng's words, Han Sen immediately strode towards the city gate.
But the Nether Clan foreign spirits blocking the city gate had no intention of giving in. It seemed that they were all on the side of the high priest.
Seeing that Han Sen was walking in front of the Nether Clan, and they had no intention of giving in, if Han Sen walked forward, he would have no choice but to draw his sword and fight.
Before Han Sen could draw his sword, he saw an extremely domineering sword slashing at him like the beginning of the world. In an instant, a passage was opened in front of Han Sen. The ghosts of the underworld who stood in front of Han Sen were instantly killed. how many.
Han Sen was shocked. He turned around and saw Gu Qingcheng holding a green ancient sword in her hand, walking like a fairy. The domineering sword light came from her sword.
"Gu Qingcheng, you dare to kill me, the Nether Clan. Do you really think that we, the Nether Clan, are afraid of you?" The high priest suddenly became furious and struck the ground with his wooden staff. Suddenly, the power of the Netherworld gushes out like the water of a rolling underworld.
"You have been afraid for a year or two. Is it still meaningful to say this now?" Gu Qingcheng said calmly.
"Okay, okay, Gu Qingcheng, today I will show you the backbone of our Netherworld clan. Kill that human being. No one will be allowed to leave my Netherworld Sanctuary today." The high priest pointed the wooden stick in his hand, and the entire Netherworld Sanctuary suddenly They were all shrouded in gray smoke, as if they were trapped in nothingness.
Han Sen immediately understood that the High Priest was the one who truly controlled the underworld sanctuary, and the soul stone in the statue of the underworld should belong to him.
After receiving the order of the high priest, the eyes of those underworld aliens suddenly glowed with terrifying brilliance, and their bodies were covered in gray smoke, like ghosts from the ghost realm.
Although there are no ancestors among the Nether Clan, there are many emperor-level foreign spirits. There are more than twenty whose genetic cores have reached super, and there are countless gem-level ones.
At this time, power burst out together, and the terrifying scene was indescribable, and even Han Sen felt a little uneasy.
Relying on the butterfly gene core, it is not difficult for him to fight against one emperor spirit, but facing so many emperor spirits at the same time, it is not that easy to kill them.
Putting away the useless Nether Umbrella, Han Sen held the Tai'a Sword in one hand and summoned the Sky-shading Umbrella with the other hand. He was about to prepare for a battle when he suddenly saw a line of light coming from the direction of Zi Gu Qingcheng. The sword light struck again. The sword light was like the blue sky and struck directly at the city gate.
The huge city gate, together with the gray mist outside, was forcibly split open by the sword light, and the entire city gate was split into two, revealing a passage leading directly to the outside world.
"Get out." Gu Qingcheng shouted coldly.
Although she didn't mention her by name, Han Sen also understood that she was talking to him. Without saying a word, the butterfly wings behind him fluttered, with ripples of red light, and rushed out of the underworld shelter in an instant, along the gray mist. Fly outside.
"Gu Qingcheng, you are going too far!" The high priest was extremely angry, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and he swung his wooden staff and hit Gu Qingcheng.
Some powerful Nether Clan emperor spirits rushed out of the shelter and chased Han Sen.
Han Sen did not dare to stop, and used all his strength to destroy the butterfly's wings and use the Phoenix's secret skill to escape, but the speed of the emperor spirits was not slower than him, and he could not get rid of them for a while.
There was a loud rumbling sound in the underworld shelter behind, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. Most of the powerful people of the underworld and the high priest Ghost Saint were left in the shelter by her.
"What a powerful woman, who is she? Is she really a human being?" Han Sen was horrified. A human being could reach such a level. I am afraid that even the saints of the Blood Life Sect are no more than this. It is even possible that they can't even Those saints are not as good as Gu Qingcheng.
Han Sen had no time to think and ran away with all his strength into the distance. Although he was in a hurry, Han Sen still rushed towards the underground world selectively.
Gu Qingcheng once appeared in the underground world, but she should not be from the Nether Clan. The real Nether Clan will most likely abide by the covenant of the hundreds of clans. Even if they don't abide by it, after they rush into the underground world, the dark spirits will The tribe will also teach them to follow the rules.
There were six foreign spirits chasing Han Sen, all of them were Emperor Spirit-level experts who had condensed their super gene cores. 74
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