Chapter 1235 The Wraith

Swish!

The gloomy wind burst, and the gray air flow fell from the sky above the nine days, and then turned into a gloomy old man's face, looking coldly at the two people below, the eyes were all naked and undisguised.

"Bendi Dojo?"

Looking at him deeply, Chu Qingcheng couldn't help but be stunned: "He said that the emperor's dojo, is he..."

Without waiting for her voice to fall, Zhuo Fan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to the old man: "Junior Zhuo Fan, join Lord Hades!"

"Underworld Emperor? Really Underworld Emperor? Isn't he already dead?" Completely dumbfounded, the second monk Chu Qingcheng was puzzled, and muttered to himself, "But if he hadn't died, what would those people be doing in the Minghai map, robbing tombs? When you meet the master, don't you seek death?"

Now, she doesn't know what to say about those greedy people.

Legend has it that the ancient ten emperors fell, and if they found their dojos, they would have the opportunity to inherit them and become emperors in the world. But now, people haven't fallen, and you just ran off to steal treasures from other people's homes. Isn't this the old birthday star hanging? It's too long!

When Emperor Had heard this, he squinted at her and said with a sneer, "This old man is the Emperor of Hades among the ten emperors. He is in charge of life and death in the world. Even if he dies, it will not disappear. I have kept so many resentful spirits in this sea of ​​​​underworld. Goblin, can't you just settle in? Joke, hum!"

The corner of his mouth shriveled, Chu Qingcheng nodded bitterly, and his heart was clear.

Yes, this Underworld Emperor is the ancestor of all the resentful spirits in the world. The Underworld Sea is a place where resentful spirits gather. How can he be the boss so easily?

Alas, those people outside are so naive, it's not good to dig someone's grave, they insist on digging the Emperor Hades. But we didn't come to dig graves, we just accidentally broke in. Why did we hang us up? It's really unfair.

"Senior Underworld, forgive me, the two of us strayed into your land for a while, and just wanted to go back alive, not to steal your treasures. I hope you have a lot of things, please forgive us!"

Taking a step forward, Zhuo Fan hurriedly bowed: "According to your rules, the junior also came to pass through three levels, please raise your hand!"

Nodding his head in a hurry, Chu Qingcheng also looked at Emperor Hades with a pleading expression.

Glancing at him sideways, Emperor Ming sneered: "Three passes? Yes, the old man's rule is that you can come here to see the old man after breaking three passes, but he didn't say that he must be released. There is a chance, not necessarily, this It all depends on whether the old man is happy or not!"

"Uh, is Senior Hades happy now?"

"Not happy!"

"Why?" Zhuo Fan and Chu Qingcheng asked in unison.

With a sneer, Emperor Hades curled his lips in disdain: "How can I be happy when I am disturbed by a group of ignorant juniors?"

Boom!

Suddenly, another loud bang sounded in Jiutian, and Emperor Hades looked up, his face became a little heavier.

"However, the old man will not embarrass you, and give you a choice. The two of you, I will only keep one of you here, and the other will be released to the world. You can make a decision!"

"He leaves and I stay!"

Almost at the same time, the two exited together.

Emperor Hades glanced at the two of them, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha...I answered it so quickly, is this question simple, old man? Okay, then let's change to the next question!"

"Hey, senior, you are the ten emperors of the ancient times, how can you say something that doesn't count?" Hearing this, Chu Qingcheng was in a hurry and glanced at Zhuo Fan: "You didn't say let one person go, you just let him go. Hey, I can just stay and be an undead!"

Zhuo Fan heard it, and the corner of his mouth crossed Xinran, silent. Because he knows that this question is simple, but not simple. Because neither of them could bear the other to become the body of a dead soul, it was inevitable that no one would want to leave, which was still unsolved.

Emperor Hades, as an ancient power, since he asked this question, he must already have the answer in his heart.

With a smirk, a deep light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Ming: "The old man said that if you give you a chance of life, there must be a way for you to go. It's just that you can't choose by yourself, the old man helped you choose it!"

As soon as the words fell, two gray beams of light suddenly shot out from Emperor Hades' eyes. At the same time, bursts of screams and explosions were heard from inside.

They couldn't help but stare at each other, only to see pictures of you chasing me. A bunch of gray people flowed towards several familiar figures like a tide, and there was an endless stream. But it turned out that it was Meng Xiaofeng and Zhao Cheng who were surrounded and killed by a group of resentful spirits from the sea of ​​​​underworld. Among them, there was a beautiful shadow, which was actually Baili Yuyu?

Why did she come in?

With a frown, Zhuo Fan was worried. Emperor Hades glanced at him and said lightly: "Among these three people, there are your enemies and your friends. Now let you choose, only one person leaves, how do you choose?"

After a slight stagnation, Zhuo Fan pondered.

Before, between Chu Qingcheng and himself, he could leave his life to Chu Qingcheng without hesitation. After all, your own life is yours, it doesn't matter how you deal with it, but you can ask for a clear conscience.

However, Baili Yuyu suddenly ran in. If he lost his life because of one thought, he would be ashamed of his life. He Zhuofan never owes favor to others. Now facing the choice between the two, he is in a dilemma. No matter how he chooses, he must be uneasy in his heart.

"Go!"

Seemingly seeing the entanglement in Zhuo Fan's heart, Emperor Hades couldn't help laughing. He swept across the two of them in one breath, and the two disappeared immediately. When they reappeared, they were already surrounded by the group of resentful spirits.

bump!

With a loud noise, Meng Xiaofeng slapped an old man with an illusory figure.

He took two steps back, his blood surging. Although he doesn't have qi and blood now, but just that feeling, his body is illusory.

"Mother, there are still saint-level resentful spirits in here. This sea of ​​​​underworld is really not simple... Hey, Qingcheng, they finally appeared!"

"What, saw the two of them?"

After overturning a resentful spirit, Zhao Cheng also turned his head to look, and was immediately overjoyed: "Butler Zhuo, where have you all gone? After we called in, we didn't see any of you, are you all right!"

With a trembling of brows, Zhuo Fan thought about it and seemed to understand something.

It seems that they don't know how to break through the three levels. Are these three levels just prepared for themselves? Not everyone has this blessing and is taught by emperor-level masters?

Swish!

At this moment, a black shadow flashed and a palm hit Zhuo Fan's back, but before the man came to him, he slammed and was kicked out, and then the figure of Baili Yuyu appeared. Beside Zhuo Fan, his face was full of surprises: "Zhuofan, are you alright!"

"Yu Yu, did someone tell you to go through the three levels?"

"What three levels? As soon as we came in, we were chased by a group of resentful spirits, and we didn't speak to anyone at all. I doubt that after these people died, they wouldn't be able to speak anymore. What's the matter?"

"Oh, nothing!"

Shaking his head slightly, Zhuo Fan looked solemn, and was more certain in his heart that all this was specially prepared for him. In particular, the way he found Minghai was based on the black ball given by Emperor Yun, and then the test of the emperors.

Could it be that... in the dark, this is all intentional arrangement?

It's just, why is this, he was only a Demon Emperor in his previous life? Could it be that it was all because he found the relationship between the inheritance of the Devil Emperor and the Secret Record of Jiuyou?

There is some confusion in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan has too much puzzlement in his heart.

what!

Suddenly, a scream ripped through the sky, and Zhuo Fan was shocked before he remembered: "Allure!"

Turning his head to look, he saw that even though Chu Qingcheng was blown here, he was still tied to the cross, unable to move, and a group of resentful spirits surrounded him, screaming in terror, but they did not come forward to hurt him. the meaning of.

"Allure!"

Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help shouting when he saw it, but he couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

Great, it's time for the hero to save the beauty, although we don't know how she was tied up, and how she suddenly appeared in such a brutal place. But what is certain is that as long as she can be rescued this time, she will secretly promise, and then that thing will... hum!

Thinking like this, Meng Xiaofeng stepped on his foot and rushed towards Chu Qingcheng, his body trembled, a silver light flickered, and a huge figure with eight long swords on his back, a hundred meters long, suddenly appeared in the place. in front of everyone.

The unique existence of the saint, the holy body!

"You gang of resentful spirits, give this son to stay away from Qingcheng!"

With a long roar, the huge figure took out two long swords from behind and waved it before.

boom!

Like two hurricanes passing by, the tens of thousands of resentful spirits in front of them were instantly thrown out, and disappeared without a trace in one after another of miserable howls. Meng Xiaofeng's mighty figure of 100 zhang stands upright between heaven and earth, very majestic and domineering.

A smug smile crossed the corner of his mouth, looking at Yiren below, Meng Xiaofeng raised his brows fiercely, and his arrogant heart was about to fly to the sky.

How is it, Allure, I'm handsome!

bump!

However, before he had time to hold back for two seconds, another loud bang rang out, and his huge figure flew upside down under an even bigger fist. Before it landed, it slammed a little, scattered and separated, and the holy body disappeared. Only Meng Xiaofeng's shady body fell to the ground with aches and pains, and his face turned pale in an instant.

who?

Who is it? Damn, so powerful?

Breathing heavily, Meng Xiaofeng reluctantly raised his head and looked forward, but his pupils were sharply condensed, and he said in horror: "Saint... the peak of the saint? Existence can also die?"

In front of him was a huge figure with the same height of 100 feet, with lightning flashes on his fists, and in the giant body was a man with a gloomy face, looked at him coldly, and said with disdain: "Little baby, I've never seen it before. The world. In the ancient war, the emperor-level masters all fell, and the peak of the saints is nothing! It's just that the saints are second-level, so they came here to be wild, you are looking in the wrong place, hum!"

Hearing this, Meng Xiaofeng's face twitched, and his heart sank suddenly.

Minghai is worthy of the Underworld Emperor Dojo, and there are really many experts in the undead...