"Well……"

Ning Tao's mouth twitched and his face was speechless.

This was the first time he had seen such a weird person. He was so weird that he felt chilled and frightened.

He couldn't help but mutter with a dark face: "You thought I was weak, so let me go. In ten years, I will take care of you."

As soon as the words came out, the hall fell into dead silence.

King Chu Jiang and others looked at him blankly, this guy really dares to say, let alone ten years, can you do it even if you are given ten thousand years?

Looking at this world, how many opponents are there who can be the master of their palace? I'm afraid it's no more than one hand.

Just when their faces were full of disdain, the tall devil figure actually agreed: "I believe in you, so I won't give you that time."

"Being underestimated and underestimating the enemy will never happen to me. Since I have chosen you to be my old enemy, you naturally have the strength to compete with me. Even if you don't have it now, you will definitely be able to rise strongly in the future."

"This emperor is convinced of this."

"hehe……!"

"I'm really grateful that you can afford it, but I think you may have recognized the wrong person. This world of immortality is so vast and filled with outstanding people and spirits. Let's just say that I am only ranked eighth on the immortal list. How can I become a threat to you?

"

"If you want to catch Leng Tingwei, you have to catch them, as well as those monsters on the longevity list."

Ning Tao bared his teeth and said.

"Those people are not one ten thousandth as good as you in the eyes of this emperor. No, they are not worthy of being compared with you."

"In the past two years, I ordered Wen Qingqing to create a catastrophe and deliberately involved you in it, just to see how you would respond. Your performance was very good."

"If I really give you ten years, you may become a major threat to me."

The figure of the tall demon god said profoundly.

"Well……"

Ning Tao has a big head. This palace master must be sick. How did he know that he is an old enemy?

Immediately said: "I admit that I can't beat you, but you must also understand that I am not an old enemy..."

"The third person selected by Zhulong is also the last person. No matter what you say, it is useless," the tall demon god figure slowly walked out.

At this moment, Ning Tao finally saw his true face. His eyes were bright, like the red sun in the sky, his sword-shaped eyebrows were murderous, and his skin was slightly pale, giving people a terrifying feeling of a ferocious beast.

And between his eyebrows, there is a natural reincarnation disk, which adds an evil aura to him. At this moment, the whole person looks so powerful, as if the whole world is eclipsed, and the imperial crown is casually put on his head,

But she feels like a perfect match for him. I always feel like she is everything in this world, omnipotent...

After just one glance, Ning Tao almost fell in, but something in his mind pulled him back.

"What a... What a weird trick?"

Emperor Song and others also came to their senses, and cold sweat broke out on their backs. Only they knew that this was not a trick, but the aura he exuded. Even with their strength and precautions, they would be hit.

In their eyes, the Palace Master is omnipotent and omnipotent. There is nothing he cannot or does not know, and there is no difficulty in the world that he cannot overcome...

At this time, the master of Yan Mo Palace raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that you have already practiced the Nine Transformations of the Candle Dragon."

"You...what are you talking about?"

"What Zhulong? What about the Nine Changes?" Ning Tao asked with a confused look on his face.

But the Lord of the Yama Palace smiled faintly, flicked his sleeves in the depths, and waved his hand, and a human-sized statue of a ferocious candle dragon suddenly appeared in front of everyone. His arrogant posture seemed to be a game with the sky.

"This...this..."

Ning Tao's pupils shrank into needle-like shapes, and he swallowed hard, his heart feeling cold.

"It seems that you already know what it is. Yes, the lower parts of your Nine Transformations of the Candle Dragon and the Taixu Ancient Sutra are in this statue."

"I have stored this thing for many years. As for the method inside, I have already understood it thoroughly. In fact, it is not that powerful. It is just its special features that I have not fully understood."

The Lord of Yama Palace stroked the statue and sighed.

Hearing this, Ning Tao's face finally darkened, and he said with difficulty: "Who...are you?"

The master of Yan Mo Palace paused, and actually sighed heavily, saying vicissitudes of life: "Forget it, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am... your ancestor."

"You fart, don't fool me here. If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to cut me, then cut me into pieces. Give me a happy word."

Ning Tao gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Haha, don't worry, you are definitely going to die, but I have been lonely for so many years just to wait for the arrival of my old enemy in this life. Have you seen this huge underworld? This is to deal with you."

"But what I didn't expect was that you came too late and were as weak as an ant. To be honest, I'm very disappointed and all my hard work was wasted."

The Lord of Yan Mo Palace shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded. Did he create the underworld just to deal with himself?

His face is bigger than he thought.

King Qin Guang and others were also stunned for a moment. They never expected that the original intention of the palace master to create the underworld was to deal with Ning Tao, a Taoist realm. Suddenly, they felt a very absurd feeling.

Isn’t this too nonsense?

"Don't you want to know who this emperor is? I think it would be more appropriate for another person to tell you."

The master of Yan Mo Palace put his hands behind his hands and said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of light footsteps at the door. Ning Tao froze and looked back at a difficult angle. His whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. After fighting for a long time, he said hoarsely: "Jing... Jingjing!"

This woman was wearing a luxurious witch robe, with long skirts trailing at her feet, and a saintly crown on her head. She was holding a mysterious bone staff in her jade hand, like a bone of a great wizard, walking towards her gracefully, grandly and vastly.

This woman is none other than Miao Jingjing.

When Ning Tao was distracted, she walked quietly to the center of the hall, leaned down and said, "I have met our ancestors."

The Lord of Yan Mo Palace nodded lightly, curled up the corner of his mouth teasingly, and said, "Tell him who I am."

Miao Jingjing turned her head calmly, but Ning Tao exclaimed: "Jingjing, you...what's wrong with you?"

"Do you still remember who I am? Are you... are you being manipulated? I am Ning Tao, I am the witch master..."

But Miao Jingjing was not moved at all and sarcastically said: "I know you are the witch master, but this man is the founder of my witch religion."

"The former demon god... Lord Chi You!"

"Wha...what?"

Ning Tao's eyes widened, as if they were about to jump out of his eye sockets, his face was full of disbelief, are you kidding me? Could the Lord of the Yama Demon Palace in front of him be Chi You?

Even in mythology, he was killed. Besides, how long ago was that?

"The Age of Mythology!"

Not to mention him, even King Qin Guang's people took a deep breath and closed their eyes without even thinking about it, deleting all the memories of what they just heard.

"No...this is impossible, impossible, how could you be Chi You? He would have been dead long ago," Ning Tao screamed.

"So, that was in the past, and now I am the Lord of the Yama Demon Palace, the King of Hell!"
Chapter completed!