Feng Liyan and Ye Qi rushed to the fairy world to look for Fen Yao.

Jun Mo Yan Ze returned to the underworld and broke into the Palace of the Underworld. He no longer cared about the overall situation. He directly asked him where Wen Xiaoai was going and tear his face apart.

Naturally, Pluto said he didn't know. No matter how hard he was beaten by Jun Moyan, he wanted to depose his position as Pluto, and he always insisted that he didn't know.

Jun Moyan lost his patience, grabbed Hades' neck with the "soul-breaking hand" and hung him in the air.

Pluto was finally scared.

The Soul-Breaking Hand, as the name suggests, will really be scattered and will never be reincarnated for generations.

Even if your life is gone, how can you care about fame and fortune?

"... Xiaguan really doesn't know where the wife has gone. This matter has nothing to do with Xiaguan.... If you... don't believe it, you can go and check it." The king spoke with difficulty. His brain was severely hypoxia, which made him dizzy.

What made him even more unbearable. What was so painful was that his soul seemed to be torn from all directions by more than a dozen big hands, as if he was about to tear him apart.

He felt his muscles and veins burst open.

At the time of life and death, the strong desire to survive forced Pluto to reveal it all.

"It's Zuo Yan, it must be Zuo Yan..."

Jun Moyan shook his hand and the Pope fell to the ground.

The soul was rescued in an instant and returned to the earth from hell.

Pluto's fear had not yet dissipated, touching his painful, swollen neck, and gasping.

"Where is Zuo Yan?" Jun Moyan asked coldly.

Life is in the evening, and Hades no longer defends his innocence, and what he says has nothing to do with Zuo Yan.

Anyway, it's time to end everything now.

"Zuo Yan has a place to settle down at the southernmost point of the Demon Realm. The rest of the people really don't know."

As soon as Pluto finished speaking, Jun Moyan's figure disappeared into the hall.

The southernmost part of the Demon Realm, a radius of hundreds of miles, is covered by miasma.

There was no one around, not even a living thing.

This place is even more dangerous and terrifying than the underworld.

A dark palace stands in a hazy miasma.

The huge ferocious beast was wrapped in thick iron chains and was bound at the palace gate, protecting the territory.

This is the dungeon where Ye Qi was once imprisoned.

As a ray of light slashed through the air, the huge ferocious beast at the door of the palace fell to the ground. After struggling for a few times, he died.

Jun Moyan's figure appeared here.

However, no matter how he turned the place upside down, he could not see Zuo Yan's figure, and even if Wen Xiaoai was not found.

When he turned back to the underworld again and wanted to find the underworld, the underworld had long disappeared.

Three or four hours have passed, and Wen Xiaoai is like evaporating on earth, and Jun Moyan's emotions have begun to lose control.

In the fairy world, the underworld, the demon world, the demon world, he went back and forth five or six times without a stop to search.

However, neither Zuo Yan, Pluto nor Fen Yao were seen.

They were like they had agreed.

Jun Moyan, who had red eyes and lost his wisdom, started a massacre. After all, most of the possible suspects died at his hands after being forced to do nothing.

In the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm, countless casualties were killed or injured, and the minions around the King were also pulled out completely.

For a time, the immortals and demons began to attack the soul-squeezing beasts.

But he made a harsh statement: "If Wen Xiaoai is in trouble, I will follow these six realms and eight desolates to accompany you."

The world is in chaos.
Chapter completed!