The Santu River flows forever, and the turbulence continues.

The boundless forbidden corpse sea area, the water surface is reddish-brown, and the waves rise by more than ten feet high. Ancient and weird powers fill the sky and the bottom of the water.

"Wow!"

A ball of fireball flew out of the forbidden area of ​​the Sea of ​​Corpse and landed on a reef.

A chirp sounded.

The reef melted instantly and turned into mass magma.

The flames dissipated, revealing the boundless body.

Wujiang's divine clothes were broken, his breath was weak, and he was breathing heavily. As the black electric patterns flashed between the eyebrows, thousands of black patterns appeared around him, intertwining like spider webs between the water and the sky.

"What a terrifying forbidden area of ​​the sea of ​​corpses. Fortunately, I have understood the method of using the mystery of darkness, otherwise I would not be able to escape from it."

Looking at the reddish-brown waters ahead, Wujiang's eyes were full of fear, and he never dared to trek into such a fierce place again.

His spirit flowed around him.

A black martial robe appeared on his body, his body disappeared from the water, and he quietly sneaked back to the Qijin Holy City.

With the help of the mystery of darkness, he had confidence that even those gods who had practiced for tens of thousands of years would not be able to see through his hidden magical powers.

"Zhang Ruochen, Prajna... I am not dead, and now I am back, and the next time is your death. Don't worry, I will not let you die too easily, so that you can know what cruelty is and what humiliation is?"

Wujiang held anger in his heart.

The reason why he was able to escape from the forbidden area of ​​the sea of ​​corpses was because every time he fell into a desperate situation of death, every time he was desperate, the faces of Zhang Ruochen and Prajna would appear in his mind.

However, as soon as he entered the Seven Injustice Holy City, Wujiang heard the news of the Father God Wentong’s death.

"Impossible? How is it possible?"

This news was like a bolt from the blue, making Wujiang unacceptable.

When Wujie was lost, a girl in green walked towards her on the long street.

The girl in green looks extremely young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with her big sleeves floating like lotus leaves, and her delicate body wrapped in green is snow-white and flawless, with crystal clear light, just like lotus petals washed after the rain.

She was full of aura, her eyes were bright, and her eyelashes were long.

It is like a body condensed from the world's beautiful and beautiful body, pure and flawless. However, deep in the pupils, there is a hidden hidden hidden that even the gods cannot detect, making people realize that she is not just a girl and a nun.

A look like her should have been the focus of attention.

However, there were many creatures and undead monks coming and going on the long street, but none of them looked at her more.

It was not until the girl in green came to the three steps opposite Wujiang that Wujiang woke up, looked at the opposite side, looked at the nun, and said, "Excellent Zen girl!"

The nun, who is known as the wonderful Zen girl by Wujiang, although the girl's face is not happy and appears quiet and peaceful, saying, "If you want to know how the great master Wentong fell, please follow me."

After saying this, she was already leading the way.

On the street, the wonderful Zen girl stepped on, and the lotus flower was everywhere.

Wujiang knew that the wonderful Zen girl had an extraordinary background and was extremely authoritative in the Palace of the Underworld, so she did not dare to neglect and followed quickly.

Following the wonderful Zen girl, Wuwang walked into a manor of the dead.

Under a corpse tree covered with human heads, an old man was seen sitting there.

Behind the old man, four fake gods of the Nether Palace stood.

Wujiang's eyes saw the old man full of hatred, doubts, depression, and suffering, instantly swept away, and was replaced by shock. He quickly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Greetings to the Lord of the Palace."

The Lord of the Palace Palace had wrinkles like a knife on his face, and he had no momentum on his body. He smiled kindly: "Wentong's son, indeed extraordinary, you are very good."

"The Lord of the Palace praised it!"

In front of people like the Lord of the Palace, everyone dares to be arrogant.

The Lord of the Palace of the Underworld said: "Actually, half a month ago, I came to the Life and Death Realm Star. I wanted to take action and rescue you directly from the Forbidden Area of ​​the Sea of ​​Corpse, but I also felt that you should be tempered by yourself. In the past half month, I have observed you. You have done a good job, which is even better than Wentong back then."

"Thank you for your love, Lord." Wujiang said.

The Lord of the Palace of the Palace said: "Wujiang, after all, you are the Nether clan. Do you want to come back? As long as you come back, everything your Father God owns, including territory, wealth, rights, etc., will be inherited by you. I can be your greatest backing and ensure that no one in the Palace of the Palace of the Palace, and even the entire Nether clan, dares to touch these interests."

How could Wujiang not understand the profound meaning of the words of the Lord of the Palace?

In other words, if he did not return to the Palace of Underworld, all the wealth left by his Father God now is likely to not belong to him and would be engulfed by other gods in the Palace of Underworld.

Wujiang said: "Can you agree with this matter? I want to know now who killed my Father God?"

"There are several suspects, and the Five Pure Land Sect is the most likely." said the Lord of the Palace Hall.

Although the four pseudo-gods standing behind the Lord of the Palace Hall saw the Qianhe Ship in the White Paper, they did not see the Five Pure Land Sect. The reason why the Lord of the Palace Hall said the name of the Five Pure Land Sect was because this matter had spread throughout the Hell Realm.

In the past half month, the undercurrent of hell has been surging, and all kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

Among them, "The Five Purpose Sect Killed Wen Tong" and "Zhang Ruochen went to the Dark Abyss Yan Family to find a way to break the curse", which caused the most sensation, pushing the Dark Abyss Yan Family to the forefront.

The most important thing is that it is still a mystery who has spread these news.

Wujiang did not want to avenge the great master Wentong, and their father-son relationship has always been very weak.

However, the cultivation and identity of Master Wentong have always been the background resource on the road of Wuwang's growth. This background resource is actually dispensable compared to the master of the Dark Temple.

Hearing the name of the "Five Purity Sect", he couldn't even arouse any revenge.

However, Wujiang showed an extremely angry expression on his face and said, "This matter must be found out. If the Five Purpose Sect really killed the Father God, when my cultivation reaches the level of the God Lord, I must cut off his head and pay tribute to the dead soul of the Father God."

"Okay! Very good!"

The Lord of the Palace of Ming took out a wooden box, put it on the stone table, and said, "Open it and take a look."

Wujiang opened the wooden box.

Inside, brilliant light like stars surged out, and powerful soul powers instantly spread throughout the undead courtyard.

"This is the place where your father God fell and I collected his remaining soul. If you refine these soul powers, your cultivation level will double in a very short time, which is equivalent to saving hundreds of years of time to consolidate your cultivation. At that time, no matter how powerful the little goddess in the Temple of Destiny is, how can she be your opponent? You can return the shame and hatred she exerted on you in person." said the Lord of the Palace Hall.

In fact, after understanding the method of applying the mystery of darkness, Wujiang has already believed that he is not inferior to Prajna.

If he could refine the remaining soul of the great master Wentong, his cultivation level would be less than doubled. How could he not be moved?

Wujiang said: "But it may take a hundred years to completely refine these souls."

"Why do you need a hundred years to help you with me? But you have to agree to me with something." The Lord of the Palace Hall smiled.

Wujiang bowed again and said, "What's wrong with the palace master? Just give me a command. Wujiang does not need any reward."

The Lord of the Palace Palace was so scheming. He had already seen through all his thoughts, but he did not point it out and said, "You have to go to the Abyss of Darkness and kill Zhang Ruochen."

"Zhang Ruochen is going to go to the abyss of darkness?" Wujiang was suddenly moved.

The Lord of the Palace of the Dark Palace said: "He wants to break the curse and going to the Abyss of Darkness is the only chance. Of course, this opportunity is very slim!"

"Even if it is slim, he can't give him any chance."

Wujiang's eyes showed a deep thought and said, "But, the Abyss of Darkness is very dangerous, why should he kill him there?"

The Lord of the Palace of the Ming Palace said: "There are three reasons."

"First, there are very few opportunities to kill Zhang Ruochen, and the cost is very high. Every time it is very precious. This time, in order to kill him, the Palace of Underworld suffered heavy losses, and even your father and god fell."

"In this way, the Abyss of Darkness is indeed an excellent place, where no god can help him." Wujiang said.

"Secondly, although the Abyss of Darkness is dangerous, it is like a place where you who practice the Dark Path and have mastered the secrets of darkness. There, let alone one Prajna, even three Prajna and five Prajna are not your opponent. This is also the reason why I have been waiting for you. Only you have such an advantage."

Wujiang had a deep understanding of the Abyss of Darkness, so he nodded.

For Prajna, he is more than just trying to kill him.

The Lord of the Palace of the Underworld continued: "Third, if you just kill one Zhang Ruochen, I would not pay so much attention to it. You have more important things to do when you get rid of the Abyss of Darkness."

"What's the matter?" Wujiang asked.

The Lord of the Palace of the Underworld glanced at Juemiao Zen Girl and said, "I went to the Abyss of Darkness, Juemiao will tell you what it is."

"The wonderful Zen girl also wants to go to the abyss of darkness?" Wujiang was surprised.

You should know that the identity of the wonderful Zen girl is extraordinary. She has the bloodline of Yin Xuetian, the most peerless figure in the past ten Yuanhui of the Ming Clan, and is like a princess of the Ming Clan. She is extremely noble.

Why did she take risks?

It seems that what the wonderful Zen girl does is the real thing, and killing Zhang Ruochen is likely to be just a casual job.

The Lord of the Palace Hall stood up and said, "Every time of riotous beasts in the Dark Abyss is an excellent opportunity to enter it. This time, riotous beasts are unprecedentedly strong, and something big will happen in the Dark Abyss. You may get a great opportunity to make a leaps and bounds when you enter this time."

Since all the wonderful Zen girls were going in, Wujiang's last doubts dissipated and he no longer had to worry about being exploited.

Wujiang said: "If you don't talk about other opportunities, the opportunity you get when you kill Zhang Ruochen is unparalleled. I'll go to the Abyss of Darkness."

"Very good. I am worthy of being Wen Tong's son. I am not a timid person. I have such courage and will be expected in the future."

The Lord of the Palace of Ming nodded with a smile, pointed his finger at Wujiang's eyebrows and pointed.

"Wow!"
Chapter completed!