Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, the powerful men in the underworld who kowtowed on one knee disappeared collectively.

And the ancient sarcophagus of Da Chu exploded, and the powerful men in the underworld appeared in the world. Each one was covered with dust from time, carrying the yin and dark aura, with dull expressions, and empty eyes, like puppets, and more like walking corpses.

Emperor Huang brushed his hand, and the golden fairy light poured like rain. All the people in the underworld who were contaminated with the fairy light were given spiritual wisdom. The dull expressions engraved human emotions bit by bit. The pairs of empty eyes were all shining with divine light and had independent consciousness.

"Time is like a knife!" King Qin Guang smiled with vicissitudes, and his voice was indescribable hoarseness. His eyes, which should have been shining, were endlessly remembrance when he saw the light.

He, the number one Yama in the underworld, was once a person from the heavens. His life was in the prehistoric period, and he was of the same generation as the evil demon, Demon Abyss, Red Lotus, and Mu Liuqing. His name was Jiang Ziwen. After his death, he entered the underworld and was valued by the Emperor of the Underworld and became Yama.

Like him, King Jiang and others were like this. Without exception, they all came from the heavens. Like King Guang of Qin, they all died in the underworld and became the lords of the Emperor of the Underworld.

In addition to them, there are too many old generals who were once gods and fell into the underworld by chance, starting a long journey, and the years have been too long.

After endless years, you can imagine your mood when you return to your hometown.

They also had a family back then, with wives and children, but when they returned, things had changed. It was difficult to see their old friends again, and they could not hear their wife and children call each other again. Only ancient memories remained, and unprecedented confusion drowned their minds and gathered tears in their eyes.

Why!

King Qin Guang sighed, and his trembling veteran slowly pinched the seal.

Anyone who has been passed down to this point, whether it is Yan Luo, the judge, the black and white impermanence, or the old and young generals, or the big and small ghost kings, all pinched the same seal at the same moment.

That seal technique is the remaining imperial Taoist immortal technique.

If you use this technique, you will stay in the heavens forever. If you can no longer return to the underworld, you will be like Ming Jue, Bai Zhi, Di Huang and Ye Chen. You will all use this technique to eliminate the underworld.

The ancient fairy light cages ancient bodies.

It can be seen that when everyone's seal is frozen, they will look up their eyes, look at the underworld, and look at the back of Jieming Mountain, like a monument to the world, standing at the end of time, as the years grow old, and blur time.

That was the Emperor of the Underworld, the master of the underworld, the supreme who shook the past and the present, but now he was more like an old man in his late twilight, lonely and guarding the dark underworld alone.

If you think about it carefully, although the Emperor of the Underworld has a bad temper, he will always beat them up every few days, but he is still good at the people of the Underworld and has trained generations after generation.

Compared to the Emperor Huang, they knew the Emperor of the Underworld better, especially the Ten Palaces of Hell. They followed the Emperor of the Underworld for the longest time and witnessed how lonely an emperor was. They didn’t know how long they had been guarding the underworld or how long they slept. The so-called years had long become clouds and smoke in his eyes.

"It's really from the underworld!" Shangguan Jiu murmured on the city wall. He was once a mortal, once a sword maniac in the chaotic world of the mortal world, and had heard of reincarnation. Now he has seen a real person in the underworld. It's still unbelievable and it's too new.

"The King of Hell, the judge, the black and white impermanence, the cow head and horse face, and the Meng Po, are not even pulled." Tiangang Yang Xuan sighed. He just heard that he had seen the deity now.

Compared to the two of them, the sword saint Ling Feng was much calmer. He entered the world of cultivators and saw too many big scenes, flying in the sky, pushing mountains and seas, and experiencing invasion of demons and wars in the prehistoric world. It is no longer surprising that the monks' magical powers are the fate of heaven and earth, and mortals do not understand it.

"It's all living myths!" Gu Santong no longer needed to ask Yan Luo and the others. Just by the ancient aura on their bodies, they could tell that the age they lived was extremely ancient, incredibly old, and genuine ashes.

"The Great Success Holy Body Fruit is domineering." The Holy Lord sighed. Even if he was, he had to be amazed at the courage of Emperor Huang. The Emperor Daotong Ming brought so many powerful people.

"Million-Miscellaneous Quasi-Emperors, the combat power of our heavens has been enhanced again." Tian Laodi and Earth laughed. The strong lineup was huge, and the Emperor Huang became more and more secure.

"Ancestors are going to leave?" Ye Chen murmured on the side of the city wall. He fully understood the powerful people who passed through the underworld, but there are so many people who have moved from below, which has a deep meaning.

All the heavens have great holy bodies and the combat power of killing the emperor. If you are alone, even if the demons invade, you can handle it completely. Why do you have to do this in one move? More than one million quasi-emperors will be produced?

As a descendant of the holy body, he still understands his ancestors. Di Huang's move must have profound meaning, mostly to prepare for some kind of plan, and this plan is to leave the heavens. The more than one million quasi-emperors in the underworld are Di Huang, who leave behind to guard the heavens.

"I said, your Emperor Dao Tongming, teach me." Situ Nan came out of nowhere and poked Ye Chen with his hand, pulling Ye Chen's thoughts back to the present world.

"By the way, give us some more blood from the underworld." Xiong Er rubbed his hands and laughed, "No man, only woman, not ugly, but beautiful."

"In this way, when the night is late, we can pass through a few beautiful women and talk about our ideals." Xie Yun said meaningfully, and his eyes were shining with shiny brilliance.

Ye Chen did not answer, and slapped them over and sent the three bitches back to Hengyue from the Nanchu City Wall, and sent them away with their three precious sons.

Xutian, Emperor Huang had already collected the seal technique and walked down step by step.

Today, a huge army was spreading through one breath, including more than one million quasi-emperors. Even though his qi and blood were scarce, his face was a little pale.

What happened afterwards was quite lively.

In order to entertain the powerful people in the underworld, the people of Great Chu were so enthusiastic that they set up a huge banquet. The mountains, hills, and even the pavilions on the lakes and the towers on the city walls were all placed on the wine tables, extending from the walls of the South Chu to the North Zhen Cangyuan. The quasi-emperor of Great Chu was all absent to show respect for the people in the underworld. The fragrance of wine spread throughout the Great Chu and was very lively.

The talents in Dachu were the hottest, and they were running around with a banquet. Almost everyone was holding the wine jar and pouring wine one by one, saying one by one, and shouting intimately.

In this regard, the strong men in the underworld dare not drink much.

Before coming, King Guang of Qin told me that the people in Da Chu were crazy and none of them had any rules. There was also a kind of Hehuan San called Da Chu's specialty, which was said with great force.

In addition, the Yamas also explained that they would hide their treasures tightly, because the Great Chu was different from other places, with many talents and often lost things.

This is the case. As I drink, someone curses me. When people in the underworld are not careful, their storage bags are gone. If they are not careful, their shorts will be gone.

The banquet was lively, but Dihuang was gradually moving away. It seemed that he didn't like this occasion, so he wanted to find a place to stay quietly, and Zixuan, who kept walking and followed silently.

"Senior." Ye Chen followed, holding the immortal fire in his hand, looking at Di Huang with hope, without saying his intention. He knew that Di Huang understood, and he must also know about Nian Wei.

"Come and look for me at night." Di Huang smiled and walked away step by step. Every time he took a step, his body became empty, or it was a phantom. At this moment, Di Huang should be far away in the sky.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, the light in his eyes was bright, and Di Huang's smile gave him great hope. He was sure that his ancestors who were sure of his holy body had a way to resurrect Nianwei.

Thinking of this in his heart, he turned back.

The wine table of the Ten Palaces of Yama is of the highest level. The guests are all accompanied by the peak quasi-emperor of the Great Chu, the emperor, the god of the gods, the sword god, and the Donghuang Taixin. There are also a few of their old acquaintances: Demon Abyss, Evil Demons and Jiuchen, all born in the prehistoric era. This time, it can be said that old friends have met.

"Dear seniors, don't be restrained, just be your own family."

"I am familiar with Da Chu, and I have something to come to me."

Ye Chen was happy, holding a big wine jar and pouring wine next to each other.

The Ten Palaces of Yama is so good that the wine Ye Chen pours is not driven by. It is not because he is afraid that Ye Chen will put things that should not be put into it, such as the specialty of Da Chu.

Moreover, except for King Qin Guang, the other Nine Palaces of Hell were all extremely dark. They still remembered the events of that year. The general under his seat was almost wiped out by Ye Chen, and the rest were basically disabled, which was really annoyed.

Just this, a bitch named Ye Chen, who was still in a few days, seemed to have brought these psychic beasts on the spot.

"Don't care about those details." Ye Chen laughed and turned his head and ran away. It's just a strange thing that Dong Huang's gaze, who was too stolen, had already stared at him for hundreds of times. If his eyes could kill people, Young Master Ye was buried in peace at this moment, and the grave was covered with weeds.

The dignified Kunlun goddess, the guardian saint of the Great Chu, and the peak quasi-emperor, have never been so lost. Moreover, those present on that day were all afraid of the world.

Whenever she recalls that, her cheeks will have crimson red, which is too shameful.

All this is attributed to Mr. Ye.

Only now did she understand where Ye Chen came from the pictures, which must be obtained from the thousand-year-old Chu. Moreover, she was sure that Ye Chen also took more collector's editions, which would be more fragrant and hotter than the pictures that day. With that bitch's shameless virtue, she could definitely do it.

"It looks good to you." Looking at Ye Chen's departure back, Dong Huang Tai said with a grudge. He had made up his mind to find some time to talk to Ye Chen, but it hadn't been a long time since he had been talking.

Ye Chen held the wine jar and walked all the way. This time, more than 80% of the strong men who came through the underworld were recognized by him. He was fighting against the demons in the underworld, but he was all comrades-in-arms.

As for these people in the underworld, they also recognize Ye Chen.

In the past, this little holy body had done many earth-shaking things in the underworld. It could drink Mengpo soup, disturb the cycle of reincarnation, collapse the eighteen levels of hell, and it was very good at fighting. His appearance and Zhao Yun really embarrassed the disciples of the Emperor of the Underworld and the Emperor's disciples. One defeated Bai Zhi and the other defeated Ming Jue.

While talking, Ye Chen went to a wine table again. The judge, Heibai Wuchang, Meng Po and Niutao and Horse Face were all there. They were all from the same department, and they were all in combination everywhere. It is worth mentioning that Hei Wuchang's face was still so black, with a tongue, and a long spitting out.

"Don't be polite, you can handle the wine enough." Ye Chen came happily, saying it was quite sensible, and he would fall one by one. He could tell at a glance that he was a hospitality emperor.

The judge took a deep breath, and Hei Bai Wuchang also took a deep breath.

Then, the three of them held the wine bowl and poured it clean, but they didn't dare to drink Ye Chen's wine anymore. I vaguely remember that when Ye Chen left, they were so miserable that they were cheated. How many Hehuans were put on? They didn't get out of bed for three days and three nights.

So, after Young Master Ye left, the three of them had nothing to do, so they took out the life and death book and looked at the word "bitter" on it, showing a serious expression.

I don’t know how many times the facts prove that the price of the Life and Death Book to Ye Chen is concise and concise. No matter how many life records are, they are not as accurate as these two words. It is tailor-made for him. Only he can perfectly match these two words.

"If you don't give me face, you will be the best in the future."

Ye Chen patted the three of them on the shoulders and left meaningfully. He would instruct the talents of Dachu to take special care of the three of them, and should steal and snatch them secretly without saving face.

As for Meng Po, she is an honest person and can't be neglected. Young Master Ye is still very respectful to her. A Naihe Bridge God has caused so many causes and effects.

If the most lively wine table is still with the Nine Daming Generals, they are all talented people. They are sympathetic and polite with Xie Yun and Situ Nan, and they are already known as brothers and brothers. They are all familiar with each other.

Ye Chen arrived, and the atmosphere was even hotter. It was still very embarrassing to have someone.

That was the Flying Dragon Underworld General, Qin Mengyao's brother. When he was in the underworld, Ye Chen could not lift his head up. He was also one of the few living underworld generals under the throne of Chujiang.

Why!

Feilong Ming General sighed and laughed quite mocking himself. Ye Chen is now a quasi-emperor, and he has not yet reached the bottleneck of the peak of the Great Saint, and he does not even have the qualification to look up to him.

This is just Ye Chen. There are so many geniuses in the human world, and countless people can crush him. He is a famous general from the underworld, and he explains very well what there is someone outside of people and there is a heaven beyond heaven.

Ye Chen did not hold grudges, and he had the friendship of the landlord and poured him wine.

But even Feilong Ming had not drunk that bowl of wine, or even the wine poured by Master Ye, no one in the underworld did not drink it. It was not that he did not give it noodles, but that he did not dare to drink it. The specialty of Da Chu has been well-known in the Three Realms. Not to mention the Great Sage, even the Quasi-Emperor would be irritated if he drank it.

Why!

Ye Chen also sighed, "The world is so conscience. I really didn't release specialties this time, so I really wronged him. I really took him to the bitch on the spot, and I was using fire and theft to prevent Ye Chen."

After drinking for three rounds, the lively atmosphere became less harmonious. There were always some bad tempers, some from the underworld and some from the heavens. As I drank, I started to curse and start to fight. The people of Da Chu were fierce, and the same was true for the underworld.

"Is this the prosperity of the world?" The Emperor of the Underworld smiled faintly. He could see clearly through the barrier. Compared with the lively Chu, the underworld was much quieter. The peak combat power was more than half taken away, and the next generation needed to be cultivated.

"If you take the time, you can come to the heavens to go around." Ye Chen held the wine jar and smiled at Xuwu. He was sure that Emperor Ming could see it, and even raised the wine jar and thought it was a toast.
Chapter completed!