The token rang.

Wohoqi, who was in Beilu, suddenly looked solemn.

This is a message from the Queen Mother of Houtu.

It is not known whether Empress Houtu is a weapon spirit or other creatures.

The late emperor once said that this is a center that connects everything.

Therefore, as long as the token is turned on, the Queen Houtu will know everything and everything.

Since God disappeared, Empress Houtu took over the control of the Great Realm. She did not completely remain silent because of the disappearance of the two, but was just more taciturn.

After so many years, even if it is not a creature, it should become a spirit under the protection of faith and its own growth, but the monks in the underworld do not explore it.

How could he suddenly get the jade slip that was transferred to him?

As the general of Zhenbei, all his actions should be the meaning of the Yin Emperor. Although the late emperor has gone, his youngest son is born in the deep palace and raised by a woman. He cannot centralize power and has no ability to control the underworld. However, the five ghost emperors and the

There were also many old men among the Ten Palaces of Hell. Under the decentralization of power, the underworld also needed to know his movements.

"strangeness……"

Vorhodge couldn't figure it out.

There was no official document signed, and it was sent directly to his token from Queen Houtu. It looked like a strange and suspicious thing.

"The smaller city of Star City under Luodu, Huaizhou fell into the city..." Wohoqi was half-believing and half-doubted, unsure. Could it be that this was a trap for other factions that made him use this to plot against him without imperial edicts.

But who can directly order Queen Houtu to issue unsigned official documents?

Wohodge carefully considered his thoughts and thoughts, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed.

Who can directly order the Queen Mother Houtu?

‘Not it?’ Wohoqi suddenly stood up and walked: ‘Even if it is not, I have to go and see it even if it is passed down from the Queen Houtu.’

He needs to be in seclusion for a while after pulling out the jade slip from his sleeve and crushing the voice to transmit it.

...

"Is he a high-ranking official?" Song Zhong asked curiously.

He thought the underworld had rebelled, so the demon god was suppressed.

But after seeing this, the places where they passed were thriving. Although the monks in the underworld had changed, they still abide by the great way, and the entire underworld did not experience drastic changes at all.

Tushanjun replied: "It should be not small."

"Since he listens to you, why don't he directly summon the Yan Luo of Kyoto?"

Tushanjun was silent for a while before saying, "I don't believe them."

"Are they outsiders?"

"Most of them are, and some are old people."

"You can find that small part."

"What is the difference between a small part and a large part?" Tu Shanjun said calmly, "I don't know if the underworld is so incompetent or they intend to indulge in it. Now I'm straightforward and straightforward from Luodu, yours

If my life is not guaranteed, I will not be able to pass the message back.”

Song Zhong's pupils shrank, and he was complacent because of his achievements in cultivation. Unexpectedly, he was already involved in a huge change.

It is true that the old demon god has a perfect Taoist practice, but he cannot perform it here. If Luo of the Underworld does not want the old demon god to return, wouldn’t he die when he goes to Luodu?

Tushanjun felt a little tired. He was just a ray of consciousness that appeared in the form and magic, and was not the deity.

I am still under the seal, so his power is limited, but because it is in the underworld, the three destiny ancestral objects can allow him to perform his great Taoism.

Of course, everything is based on Song Zhong’s cultivation.

Song Zhong just didn't realize that he had embarked on a new path.

"The path you are taking is actually not an immortal road or a divine road, but a new road, and practice immortality through form and spirit."

Tu Shanjun said hoarsely: "People can change. It's been a thousand years, and it's hard to ensure that everything is the same as before. I just wanted to use your eyes to look at the underworld again. I didn't want to take action, but I still took action."

"I don't want anyone to change the past underworld."

"If you're scared, go back."

"You have the choice now. The future will still be infinitely beautiful." Tu Shanjun's eyes were calm. He only needed to eliminate the unstable factors of the underworld to improve the strength of the Master of the Palm Heaven.

With such strength, he can establish the Heavenly Court for five days and master it. If he can surpass the ancestors of the Three Sects and the Emperor of Heaven, if he has such cultivation, he will not become an immortal...

Tushanjun still said half a sentence: ‘If I can win.’

When practicing Qi, he said he would definitely win and he could fight out no matter what he faced.

At that time, he was ignorant of the world and fear of the future, which stimulated him to do whatever he wanted, or perhaps the impact of being too weak was insufficient, so he could let go.

He became a foundation-building major and dominated the king in Xiaolingzhou. He only felt that he was a frog in the well and was eager to go out.

The other end of the mountain is still the mountain, and the other side of the sea is still the sea.

Outside the world is another world.

But he never stopped.

In this life, we can only move forward.

Along the way, he gained and lost, struggled in the world. He finally saw the dawn, but he was still powerless.

Hesitated and scared.

I am afraid that my destructive power will be too strong, and I am afraid that I will use my full strength to completely ruin my only thought of staying in the world.

He did not allow anyone to change the underworld, so he cruelly turned the monk into the earth god. If Luo Du was the same, he could only make the worst plan and use his back to remove the seal.

You can rest, but you can't stop.

Song Zhong looked stunned. He really didn't expect the Demon God to say such words. Now he has a lot of recognition of Tushanjun's attack. He shook his head and said, "But why doesn't God give them another chance, so that they can have room for choice.

.”

Tushanjun said lightly: "If you don't teach me, you will be punished. If you know the law, you will be punished with the crime of being the first level!"

"It does not completely deprive everything of people who face the world who trust the underworld."

Song Zhong hesitated and said, "It seems to be too cruel..."

"The correction must be overly corrected, and there is no time to wait for them to regret it."

Song Zhong opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, but he actually completely agreed with the old demon god's statement.

Moreover, the old demon god's move is indeed a pleasure.

He couldn't say it, and he couldn't beat it. His opinion was like a castle in the air, without a solid foundation, which made him no longer confident.

Song Zhong no longer insisted on debating the old demon god, but instead looked outside the hall with some curiosity.

Green mountains outside the mountain.

The sunset is almost dusk.

The white glow penetrated the clouds and sprinkled beams of light.

"Will he come?" Song Zhong looked at the latency.

Buzz!

A flame ignited in the hall, and then the tall ghost gate rose from the ground.

laugh!

The evil spirit is like a tide and is covered by heavy fog.

The world solidified in a moment, and the gate of the Ghost is deep darkness. Song Zhong couldn't see clearly what it was, and only felt boundless fear coming.

The mist drifted and the robe came into view.

Song Zhong was already tall among mortals, but when he saw the monk in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The armor was squat-high, covering the whole body, and two light rays of light under the iron helmet were like frost stars in the cold night.

Starlight fell.

Vorhodge noticed the changes in the deceased city as soon as possible.

I don’t know who took action to turn the Huaizhou Prefecture Governor into the Earth God.

He looked at Song Zhong standing in front of him.

Song Zhong felt like he was facing Haoyue, and he was just a firefly that was thrusting the pillar.

The tall soldier looked at Song Zhong, his eyes full of surprise, and the expectations that rose in Wohoqi's heart were completely extinguished. He thought it was the one who had come back, but he didn't expect that standing in front of him was just an ordinary golden elixir monk, and he couldn't help but be disappointed.

But he asked without much thought, "How do you know me?"

"Who are you?!"

"Kill all the million soldiers of Beilu, and the magical weapon war halberd is even more bloody."
To be continued...