Lian Feng, the leader of the Lixian League, has a very small ambition, and Du Peng has even ulterior motives. Since Du Peng met Zhang Jie in Yilin Continent, Xiao Hua waved the other side twice to enter Xue Xue and helplessly enter the dark surface of the space, it has been nearly a thousand years. In the past thousand years, Du Peng has sacrificed his blood for no cost to the people of the Wumeng Mountains? And in the careful selection of the Lixian League, he finally gathered those who are qualified to pass the restriction of heaven and earth.

Thousands of Yuanying and Golden Pill disciples, and Du Peng's careful preparation, added tens of thousands of human races who were taken over by the demon race. These 50,000 cultivators, plus Zhang Jie, the angel of the Holy Light Realm, and Xiao Hua, the supreme human race of human race. At this time, only Zhang Jie, Du Peng, Bai Fei and the Silver Wolf Clan escaped. Xiao Hua, Ji Yu and Ye Yun's life and death were unknown. All other human races, demons and demon races were destroyed!!!

The hardships of going to the lost place... It can be seen that no wonder that the son of Dragon God, Old Gu Qiong and other Taoist supremes mentioned this taboo of heaven and earth. They knew that Xiao Hua was trying to save the world but did not dare to come to help, because they understood that entering this restriction of heaven and earth would be a death realm! In fact, if it were not for the demon clan, Du Peng might not have come in person. Wouldn't that be the leader of Lianfeng Lian, who was ambitious?

Bai Fei, who must die, has a deep blessing. He was rescued twice by the angel Zhang Jie in the Wumeng Mountains. How could Xiao Hua, who was the meridian of the human race, be in trouble? But when the Witch King Order turned into a blood slice, the unparalleled blood power soared into the sky to temporarily block Mount Sumeru. A small vortex suddenly appeared in the blood wave that covered Xiao Hua. The vortex was dark and went straight to the bottom of the bitter sea. A familiar dark force of Xiao Hua came out of the vortex. The power of the darkness was even more powerful than the previous blood force. It was like a big hand holding Xiao Hua. With a "Woo...", Xiao Hua could not allow Xiao Hua to struggle at all, and immediately dragged Xiao Hua into the bottom of the bitter sea...

"What kind of power is this!" Xiao Hua's heart moved and shouted in disbelief, "Can it be... Is it true that an ancient god really suppressed at the foot of Mount Sumeru?"

Xiao Hua's body fell like electricity, and the situation near the sea of ​​suffering changed again. First, there was a wave of blood surging, followed by a heavy flame, countless little ghosts and countless men and women. The little ghosts spread their human mouths, clamped their tongues with iron pliers, and pulled them out. They didn't pull them out at once, but stretched and pulled them slowly, and then there was a sharp blade. Countless little ghosts were holding strange torture instruments in their hands, shortening the fingers of men and women!

"Ten...eighteen-level hells?" Xiao Hua was inexplicably frightened, "Mr. Xiao... Could it be that he still has not escaped the suppression of Mount Sumeru and is about to be sent to the eighteen-level hell?"

Then, the tragic situations of the Iron Tree Hell, the evil mirror hell, the steamer hell, the copper pillar hell, the iceberg hell and other hells all fell into Xiao Hua's eyes, and the screams of the men and women were endless!

I don’t know how long it took, with a loud "boom..." sound, and the power of the underworld covered by Xiao Hua suddenly disappeared. The alien environment outside the power rushed over like the flow of light and shadow!

"Woo..." After the strange wind roar, an unbearable heat emerged from Xiao Hua, and the volcanoes shrouded in smoke appeared in front of Xiao Hua's eyes again.

But seeing these volcanoes flashing dark red flames, "Boom boom boom...", countless magma gravels soared into the sky, either smashing into various parts of the space, or rushing towards Xiao Hua's witch body. Each gravel has the power to destroy the world, and each magma seems to melt Xiao Hua!

"Is the volcanic hell?" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes and looked at the gravel rushing towards him coldly without any resistance. He said lightly, "Since it is the volcanic hell in the eighteen levels of hell, according to Buddhist scriptures, it should be the 16th floor that people who damage public and afford private goods, bribe, steal, rob money, and set fire. After death, they will be in the 16th floor. Let this little offender be driven into the volcano and burn alive and not die, and be punished. Although Xiao is a Taoist monk, if he violates the precepts, he will be driven into the volcano. But the heavens are clear, who can see that Xiao violates this precepts with one eye??"

"Hahaha..." But after hearing a hearty laugh, all the volcanoes, magma, and gravels disappeared, and a god standing tall and standing upright appeared! But the god was a human-faced dragon tail! The god had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very ordinary, but in Xiao Hua's eyes, a feeling of intimacy, incomparable integrity, incomparable integrity, and incomparable kindness arises! Look at the god's dragon tail, the golden glow, and above the large dragon scales, the dragon pattern that is completely different from the dragon clan was born innately. This dragon pattern gave birth to a strange scene in the golden light, either in the prehistoric continent, the Wumeng Mountains, or in the underworld...

After the god was revealed, it slowly shrank, and as the god's figure fell, the gray space near the left was also shrinking rapidly, just as the existence of this god opened the entire space. At this time, the god smiled happily again and said loudly, and his voice rang out like a thunderbolt in the whole space: "Minister Xiao is Zhenren Xiao, I did not read it wrong back then! You are indeed here..."

However, no matter whether the figure of this god is huge or ordinary, the suppression power of Mount Sumeru, which Xiao Hua is already familiar with, still exists in the entire space. His many clones and many magical powers are just like those in the sea of ​​suffering before, and they cannot be activated.

"Witch...Witch King?" Xiao Hua was surprised again after hearing the god's words. He looked at the god who was still like a mountain incredibly and shouted, "You...Are you in the Wuwang Village in Wushen Ridge? How could you be suppressed under Mount Sumeru??"

Since Xiao Hua received the Witch King Order from the Witch King entrusted to the Witch Master in Houtu Village, he has never thought about the Witch King. He thinks that the Witch King may be a kind old man, a rejuvenated young man, and may even be a talented person like the Witch Master in the Twelve Witch Villages of Mengshan Mountain. But he never expected that the Witch King would be suppressed at the foot of Mount Sumeru!!

"The Witch King in Wushen Ridge is naturally my husband!" The Witch King replied with a smile, "It's just that it's my soul shadow! And what is suppressed here is my witch body! In order not to cause panic among millions of Mengshan people, I have never told them about this..."

"I have seen the Witch King..." Since that's the case, how could Xiao Hua dare to be negligent? He hurriedly bowed and said, "I thank the Witch King for saving his life!"

"What are you talking about to save your life!" The Witch King smiled slightly, raised his arm, and there were so many thick cocoons on his thick palm. A huge force emerged from Xiao Hua's body to stop Xiao Hua's thanks, but the Witch King said, "Don't say that this is just a temporary shelter, and you have never escaped. Just talk about the millet you brought to my descendants hundreds of years ago, and I don't know how many descendants you have saved over the years. You are my benefactor!"

"Where, where..." Xiao Hua replied humbly, "I saved the natives of the Wumeng Mountains and also gained merits. This is a dual benefit. Moreover, Houtuzhai also gave me many benefits. I dare not take credit for it!"

"You are talking about Jian Ji and Ziming?" The Wu Wang smiled, "They are all good children, I have known about it for a long time."

"Senior, do you know Ziming?" Xiao Hua asked with joy on his face, "Is Ziming okay?"

"She is of course very good! If you want to see her, it will not be too difficult!" The Witch King replied.

Xiao Hua was stunned and said strangely: "Isn't it difficult?"

"Of course!" The Witch King nodded, "I have been suppressed for countless years here! I am tired of the feeling of suppression, so... I am ready to exhaust my soul power and send you out of this suppression place!"

"No!" Xiao Hua shouted hurriedly, "If you are gone, will there be no Witch King in the Wumeng Mountains? Will there be no Witch Mountains without Witch Kings or Witch Mountains? Is it still the Witch Mountains? I am here today, and I may be able to discuss with you how to help you get out of trouble!"

"Get out of trouble?" The Witch King said with helplessness, but his tone was calm again, and he replied, "Zhengman Xiao, you have also seen Mount Sumeru in the suppression land. The Buddha Kingdom has abandoned the center of the four continents and directly suppressed me in the Wumeng Mountains with the three thousand worlds! Do you think with your power... can I save me?"

"This...this..." Xiao Hua had some confusion. He was actually too busy to take care of himself now, so why did he talk about helping others?

"Besides, I am the Witch King, but I have the Witch King before, so I will naturally have the Witch King afterwards..." The Witch King smiled and said, "Did you think I asked you to come here just to meet you? Is I exhausted my soul power to let you pass through this place of suppression?"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua's face showed an incredible expression and said in surprise, "Former... Senior wants to give up the position of the Witch King to junior?"

"Yes!" the Witch King replied, "If that weren't the case, why did I spend my soul power to really use my magical skills? If not, why did I give you the Witch King order to let you come here?"

Xiao Hua said laughing and crying: "But, senior, I am a Taoist Mahayana, and I am about to ascend to the forefront!"

"Haha, isn't it just ascension?" The Witch King waved his hand inadvertently and said, "If you agree to be the Witch King of the Wumeng Mountains and millions of Mongshans, I will let you stay in the world for ten thousand years!"

"Forget it..." Xiao Hua shook his head with a smile, "Senior, there are human races that are more suitable for being the Witch King than the younger generation. Why do you have to find the younger generation?"

"Are you talking about Ziming?" The Witch King frowned, "She is a child with excellent qualifications. Unfortunately, she has a negative physique and can't be the Witch King of my Wumeng Mountains!"

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