The golden divine clouds fly, and they can't fly to the end of the underworld.

The underworld cannot be a planet, so it should be in a shape similar to the fairy world, like a huge world floating in the void. Perhaps like a sacred mountain, it is an extremely huge mountain. However, Ning Tao flew down the clouds, and he thought that he was at the end of the fairy world, and he also flew to the end of the underworld, but he could not fly to the end of the underworld at the beginning.

As we flew over, there were only a few ghost towns, but we saw a lot of rolling mountains, endless sea of ​​blood, and thick fog-filled blood swamps.

"This underworld is so big, how can I manage such a vast territory?" Wu Yue sighed.

Ning Tao was confused and said, "Do you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Yue asked back.

She obviously didn't know about this reaction.

Ning Tao said: "At my current speed, even on one side of the fairy world, can this underworld be bigger than the fairy world?"

"This... I never thought about it." Wu Yue also looked confused.

The golden divine cloud flew away for a while, and a ghost city appeared in front of it.

A familiar feeling came towards him. Ning Tao stopped the golden divine cloud, looked at him calmly, and was stunned.

After flying a lot, he returned to Yindu Ghost City, the place where the Horse-faced Ghost King was.

Wu Yue said in surprise: "Ninglang, why are we flying back in that city?"

Ninglang, this was the night she called Ning Tao in the past time and space that night in ancient Delhi, and she still called it this year a thousand years later. She is now fully qualified to call Ning Tao’s husband, husband, etc., but she still likes this fresh and literary name.

Ning Tao also likes it because too many people call him husband and husband, and he doesn’t feel it anymore.

But this is not the point. The point is that when I came over this long distance, I actually walked around Yindu City again.

"Has I met the legendary road ghost?" Wu Yue added.

Ning Tao shook his head: "It must not be, it's us who made the mistake."

What kind of road ghost is so awesome that even the Lord of the Three Realms and the God of Death in the Underworld dares to play with it?

Wu Yue said curiously: "What did we get wrong?"

Ning Tao was silent for a moment before saying, "This underworld cannot be seen on the holographic map of the Three Realms, and is very similar to the box space on the sacred mountain. When I first went to that box space, it was boundless in my eyes, but it was not actually big. I was wondering, this underworld corresponds to that box space, which is at the lowest extreme, but will it be the same as that box space, and it is not actually big?"

Wu Yue said, "I have never been to the box space you mentioned, but when you say this, I think it is very possible. But why do we see everything normally, but we go back again? I can't see it, but it's a bit incredible if you are the common master of the three realms and you can't see it."

Ning Tao thought for a while and said, "When you pass the divine tribulation, you should get a destiny seal or spell. What is that? Show me."

Wu Yue then poked out her right palm, and a magic seal slowly emerged in her palm.

The magic seal was like a six-sided seal, and runes formed the shape of a hexagram. As soon as it emerged, miserable surged around it.

There was a grim wind, and there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the wind. It seemed that this magic seal was a seal, sealing countless lonely ghosts.

"This is the Hell Seal, I don't know what it is for." Wu Yue said.

Ning Tao said, "You give it a try."

Wu Yue nodded, activated the hell seal, and slapped it out.

The hell seal flew out of his hand, and in an instant, the blood light spread out like a tide. Wherever the blood light passed, the confused fog and rich blood light collapsed part of the ground, revealing a large hole.

Ning Tao's heart moved and jumped into the sky.

The bloody sky seemed to have no end, but Ning Tao had already seen the end. At a height of hundreds of thousands of meters, he also saw the truth in the underworld.

This underworld is not an endless world of space. It is actually very small, but it is not the square rune space on the sacred mountain, but a spiral-shaped downward space. He just flew on the divine cloud, but actually rotated around the top level of the spiral, so he returned to the starting point.

Wu Yue opened the gate of the underworld with a hell seal. The collapsed ground was actually the gate of hell on the next level.

No wonder I couldn’t fly today no matter how much I just flew. How could I fly to the end in this circle? As soon as the gate of hell opened, layers of space appeared.

"Is hell really eighteen levels?" The scene in front of him reminded Ning Tao of the hell in the myth.

Some myths, even if people don't believe them, have their own reasons.

There is a living example in front of you. Ning Tao does not believe that there are eighteen floors of hell, but Wu Yue, a new god of death who took office, opened up hell with a hell seal, and even the "spiral staircase" appeared. So what do you say?

However, if you understand it according to the definition of a building, this is not the real eighteen-story hell, because it is a spatial structure that rotates downwards one by one, it is a spiral.

A figure flashed, and Wu Yue came to Ning Tao and looked down at the real hell from a high place. Although she opened this hell, it was the first time she saw it and was shocked in her heart.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "It seems that this underworld is really your territory. You open the hell with one magic seal, allowing the real hell to appear. You have the highest divine power in this underworld."

Wu Yue smiled and said, "That's not your god yet. You asked me to kneel down. When did I not kneel down?"

Ning Tao was speechless. Why did she still remember what happened a thousand years ago so clearly?

"Guess what I thought of?" The Son-Sending God changed the topic.

Wu Yue smiled and said, "What you think of is what I think of. I think of the eighteenth level hell. Is this what you think of?"

"It seems that we have thought of going together. Let's go down and see what the real hell looks like." Ning Tao said.

Wu Yue nodded, and a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I also want to find a suitable place to build a temple. Please help me build a temple. I, the god of death, serve you well."

Ning Tao's heart suddenly had ripples. When he was with other goddess wife, he was like holding his right hand with his left hand. He had no passion or even no response, leaving only a spiritual relationship between husband and wife. However, he had feelings and reactions in this new class of death.

A thousand years, some feelings and reversals

It should be so precious.

It is actually not easy to be the common ruler of the three realms.

Ning Tao has had obvious symptoms after only a thousand years of bored, so it is no wonder that Wu wants to destroy the Three Realms. A god is bored for hundreds of millions of years and Shenzhou for billions of years, what is the point of living? I'm afraid that only by destroying the Three Realms can he feel and react a little, right?

But before Ning Tao could suppress the golden divine cloud and flew towards the first hell gate that opened, a figure flew up on a ghost-killing stick.

The rod was wrapped with white paper, strands, floating in the wind, and black air lingered in the flight, but the black air was just a very low-level dark energy.

The person standing on the stick is nothing but someone else, but the King of Ghost King of Yindu.

The horse face finally saw who the great god was standing on the golden divine cloud, and his chin on his long face slammed on the stick. He was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and screamed in surprise: "Brother Ning! It's you!"

Ning Tao smiled.

Wu Yue looked stern and scolded: "Donkey devil, when he saw the communist master of the Three Realms and the God of Death, he didn't kneel down. He dared to call the communist master of the Three Realms, do you want to die?"

"Ah?" Ma Ming shivered, and knelt on the ghost-killing stick, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Wang Ma Ming greets the Lord of the Three Realms and the God of Death."

Ning Tao moved over and reached out to help the horse's face: "You and I are old friends, so you don't have to be so polite."

Ma Ming couldn't help but glance at Wu Yue, the god of death, from the corner of her eyes, and was afraid. She didn't dare to say another word that was close to her. She just nodded timidly.

Ning Tao said: "How is this thousand years going?"

Ma Mian said, "Thanks to Ning... the great Lord of the Three Realms gave Xiao Wang a citrus tree in the Yellow Springs. I guarded the Yellow Springs and citrus tree every day and practiced it with the improvement of magic power. Later, with the help of a group of brothers, I killed the former Ghost King in Yindu City, and then became the Ghost King."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "That's not bad. We visited your house when we came. One of your concubines came out to meet us. How many houses did you marry?"

Ma Mian was very surprised why Ning Tao asked this, but she still answered honestly: "Xiao Wang has three wives and four concubines in total. The one at home is my concubine. She is a Korean actress. She later committed suicide. I saw her pitiful and took her in."

Ning Tao just talked casually, and he shifted the topic to the main thing: "Have you been to the bottom of hell?"

Horse face shook her head: "Only the Lord of Hell can open the seal. The previous Lord of Hell has disappeared, and no one has opened it again."

"Ninglang, let's go down and have a look." Wu Yue said, she was already a little impatient.

Ning Tao said: "Okay, I want to go down and have a look."

Ma Mian said, "Let Xiao Wang find the way for the great god. If there is any danger, Xiao Wang will take a walk first."

Wu Yue didn't appreciate it at all and said lightly: "What kind of danger is that you, a little ghost king, can survive? No need to lead the way, go and notify other ghost kings and tell them that I'm here and I will take over the entire hell. If anyone is dissatisfied, let him prepare to die first."

Ma Ming felt a little afraid, and did not dare to be neglected at all, and responded respectfully: "Yes."

"Ninglang, let's go." Wu Yue said.
Chapter completed!