Lu Yao stared at the Netherworld Emperor in shock, as if he was looking at a monster, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Don't be surprised. I have cultivated nine divine bodies in total. Each divine body has different strengths, talents and personality. You saw me before, and this level 820 divine body is my strongest trump card. Do you still doubt my strength now?" The Nether Emperor's eyes were a little cold, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry, as if his personality was also changing with the change of level.

Obviously, this 820-shaped body has a very cold personality.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and exclaimed: "Brother Youming, you hide so deeply! It's so hard to deceive others!"

The Nether Emperor put away his cultivation aura, turned into his original appearance, and smiled and said, "It's not that I hide deeply, but that some things cannot be easily exposed. You already know the situation back then, so do you still plan to stay now? You can rest assured that the 3,000-year agreement I made with you before can be invalidated at any time. You don't need to take it seriously, after all, the 3,000-year agreement is just a joke I made when I was bored."

In the past, Emperor Netherworld did indeed have a playful mentality to make a 3,000-year agreement with Lu Yao.

After all, with his cultivation level, time is already the cheapest thing, as plain as water.

Lu Yao hesitated for a moment, and had not spoken for a long time, and the light of thinking appeared in his eyes.

If your cultivation level reaches level 850, you will be the undisputed overlord of the universe. You can see the mystery of the chaotic universe at this level. You can destroy the middle world with one blow. It is an extremely rare existence in the rumors.

It is hard to imagine what kind of world the Yuanxian Continent was like in the past, and even the supreme gods at level 850 were sympathetic.

Although Lu Yao wanted to stay and help the Nether Emperor, he knew very well that he was just cannon fodder.

Facing such an enemy, it is impossible to have any chance of winning.

Even if the Netherworld Emperor has a divine body that has reached level 820, it is useless. Level 850 is a natural barrier, and the gap between the two is self-evident.

What's more, it's the old almanac of 300,000 years ago. It's no longer possible to guess whether the evil demon emperors are in opposition to the strong.

In front of the dark and gloomy Netherworld Gate, the atmosphere was slightly quiet, with a strange aura.

The Netherworld Emperor had a smile on his face, his eyes fell on Lu Yao, and he did not reveal too many emotional fluctuations. He was waiting for Lu Yao to make a decision.

"Brother Netherworld, let's take the seal to leave with the creatures in this world! The other party was already at level 850 300,000 years ago, and now it may have exceeded level 900. With our strength, staying will only cost our lives in vain. Why continue to fight to the death?" Lu Yao spoke and advised him with kind words: "As the saying goes, a hero will not suffer any loss before his eyes, and stay with the green mountains, and you will not be afraid of no firewood. We can take revenge in the future!"

"It is impossible to leave. My tribesmen have sacrificed their lives for this. How could I abandon them? If I wanted to leave, I would have left 300,000 years ago. Why wait until now?" The Nether Emperor spoke slowly, his tone firm, and his eyes were like a knife that poked Lu Yao's heart.

Lu Yao was moved in his heart and blurted out: "The other party is at level 850, the existence of the Supreme God! How can you and I have the chance to win?" The voice was a little loud.

The Nether Emperor was silent for a long time and slowly spoke: "Even if there is no chance of winning, I will make the evil demon pay a heavy price. The hatred has been buried in my heart for 300,000 years. It is time to end. If you don't want to stay, I won't stop you, go!"

"I have a question, I have never understood it." Lu Yao suddenly spoke.

The Netherworld Emperor paused, looked at Lu Yao sideways, and guessed: "You want to ask, why are those evil demons coming to attack this world?"

Lu Yao nodded with a serious expression. At this time, the Yuanxian Continent was already ruined. At best, it was just a level 7 world. There was nothing worth attacking by a boss like the Supreme God.

The Netherworld Emperor suddenly burst into laughter and turned into a faint light and fled into the depths of the Netherworld Sea: "Follow me!"

In the Netherworld Sea, the Forbidden Land of Death, in front of the two-headed dragon turtle.

The two-headed dragon turtle slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Yao in surprise, and said in surprise: "You have actually cultivated to level 500, which is really shocking!"

The Netherworld Emperor used his own magic to lift the ban on the double-headed dragon turtle and opened the sealed entrance under the Forbidden Land of Death in the Netherworld Sea.

Immediately afterwards, all the chains on the double-headed dragon turtle fell off, and a huge head that looked like an evil ghost appeared, opening its bloody mouth.

The bloody mouth was a virtual door, and I didn't know where it was, but I could vaguely hear the painful roars coming from inside, heart-wrenching, and I felt very uncomfortable when I heard it.

The two-headed dragon turtle was full of confusion and said respectfully to the Netherworld Emperor: "Why are you?"

The Netherworld Emperor showed a faint smile and did not respond directly, but led Lu Yao into the bloody mouth of the ghost head.

After entering the sequel bloody mouth, there was nothingness in front of me, and my whole body seemed to be falling.

Lu Yao keenly realized that his cultivation was suppressed and his strength was greatly reduced. There was an inexplicable force around him constantly devouring the divine power on his body.

"Don't be nervous. You are not a member of the Netherworld tribe, so you will naturally be rejected and suppressed." The Netherworld Emperor explained, his tone was plain.

Lu Yao nodded, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a light in front of him and a firelight came into his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, layers of heat waves came to his face, extremely hot, and he seemed to have arrived in a fire domain, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Looking around, you can see a red Gobi desert below. Divine fire gushing out from the ground everywhere in the desert. There are also dense and strange souls trapped by red chains and burned by divine fire at all times.

Those strange dead souls roared in pain, their eyes were extremely empty.

Many strange dead souls have become numb and will not even make a shout when they are burned by the divine fire.

"Are these the souls of evil demons?" Lu Yao swallowed his saliva and said with a numb scalp.

The Nether Emperor's eyes flashed with hatred and said lightly: "These are the evil demons killed by our clan back then. They were all god-level powerful people during their lifetime. Now they have been imprisoned here for 300,000 years. Don't think that I am torture them deliberately. The souls of these evil demons are very strange. Once the souls are wiped out, they will be resurrected in the original world, which is very strange. So the best way at present is to imprison them."

I'll wipe it!

You heard it right!

All these evil spirits were god-level powerful people during their lifetime?

There are at least hundreds of thousands of dead souls here!

From this point of view, how intense the battle was 300,000 years ago!

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Yao had already automatically replenished the scene of the battle 300,000 years ago in his mind.
Chapter completed!