Chapter 1235

Shua!

There were dark winds, and gray air currents fell from the nine days, and then turned into a gloomy old man's face. They looked coldly at the two people below, with naked killing intention in their eyes.

"Bendi Taoist temple?"

Looking at him deeply, Chu Qingcheng couldn't help but be confused: "he said that the emperor's Taoist temple, is he..."

Before her voice fell, Zhuo fan hurried forward and bowed to the old man: "junior Zhuo fan, join the Lord of the underworld!"

"Hades? What the hell? Isn't he dead? " Completely stupid, Chu Qingcheng's Zhang Er monk couldn't touch his head and muttered to himself: "but if he didn't die, what are those people doing fighting for the map of the nether sea? When stealing the tomb, they met the owner's family. Don't you want to die?"

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

It is said that the ancient ten emperors fell. If you find their Taoist temple, you will have the opportunity to inherit them and claim the emperor's world. But now, if someone doesn't fall, you'll run away and steal treasure from someone else's house. Isn't this the old longevity hanging? It's too long!

When Emperor Ming heard this, he also glanced at her with an oblique eye and sneered: "I am the Emperor Ming of the ten emperors. I am in charge of life and death in the world. Even if I die, I won't disappear. I have so many complaining ghosts in the dark sea. Can't I settle in instead? Joke, hum! "

The corners of his mouth shriveled, Chu Qingcheng nodded bitterly, and it was clear in his heart.

Yes, the dark emperor is the ancestor of all the complaining spirits in the world. The dark sea is a place where the complaining spirits gather. How can he hang up easily?

Alas, those people outside are really naive. It's not good to dig someone's grave. They have to dig the Emperor Ming. But we're not here to dig graves. We just broke in accidentally. Why did we hang up? It's really unfair.

"Forgive me, master Ming. We both broke into your place by mistake. We just want to go back alive, not to steal your treasures. I hope you will forgive us! "

Step forward, Zhuo fan quickly bowed and said, "according to your rules, the younger generation also broke through the three levels. Please raise your hand!"

Chu Qingcheng also looked at the Emperor Ming with a pleading face.

Squinting at him, the dark emperor sneered: "three passes? Yes, my rule is that you can come here to see me when you break through three levels, but I didn't say that you must release yourself. Having a chance doesn't mean being sure. It's all up to me whether I'm happy or not! "

"Er, are you happy now, master Ming?"

"Unhappy!"

"Why?" Zhuo fan and Chu Qingcheng asked together.

With a sneer, the emperor of the underworld disdained and said, "I'm Qingxiu. How can I be happy to be disturbed by a group of ignorant young people?"

Boom!

Suddenly, another loud noise came out in the ninth day. The emperor raised his eyes and looked a little heavier.

"However, I won't embarrass you. I'll give you a choice. You two, I only leave one here and one will be released to the world. Make a decision! "

"He's gone, I'll stay!"

Almost at the same time, they export together.

The emperor of the underworld glanced at them and couldn't help laughing: "hahaha... I've answered it so quickly. Is my question simple? OK, let's change to the next question! "

"Hey, master, you are the ten emperors of ancient times. How can you not keep your word?" Hearing this, Chu Qingcheng was in a hurry and looked at Zhuo fan: "you didn't say to let someone leave, you let him go. I'll stay and be a ghost!"

Zhuo fan heard it, and the corners of his mouth crossed happily and kept silent. Because he knows that the problem is simple, but not simple. Because they can't bear each other to become the body of the dead, no one will want to leave, which is still unsolvable.

As an ancient power, Emperor Ming must have his answer in his heart since he had this question.

With a smile, the dark emperor's eyes flashed a deep light: "I said that if I give you a chance of life, there must be a way for you to go. But you can't choose by yourself. I've chosen it for you! "

As soon as the voice fell, two gray pillars of light suddenly shot out of the emperor's eyes. Bang, they hit the void and burned a big hole. At the same time, bursts of shouts and explosions also came out from the inside.

Not from a Zheng, two people fixed their eyes on it, but they saw that there were pictures of you chasing me. A pile of gray people surged towards several familiar figures in an endless stream. But it turned out that Meng Xiaofeng and Zhao Cheng were killed by a group of complaining spirits in the dark sea. Among them, there was a beautiful shadow, which was hundreds of miles to resist the rain?

Why did she come in?

His eyebrows trembled, and Zhuo fan was worried. The emperor of the underworld looked at him and said faintly, "among these three people, there are your enemies and your friends. Now let you choose, only one person leaves, how do you choose? "

With a slight lag, Zhuo fan was silent.

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

However, Baili Yuyu suddenly ran in. If he died because of his thought, he would be ashamed of his life. He Zhuo fan never owes anyone. Now he is in a dilemma when he makes a choice between them. He must be uneasy in his heart anyway.

"Go!"

It seemed that Zhuo fan could see the entanglement in his heart. The emperor couldn't help laughing. He brushed them in front of them in one breath, and they immediately disappeared. When they appeared again, they were surrounded by the group of complaining spirits.

Touch!

With a loud noise, Meng Xiaofeng slapped an old man with an illusory figure, retreated two steps, and his blood surged. Although he has no Qi and blood now, his body is illusory.

"Damn it, there are also saints' grievances here. The dark sea is really not simple... Eh, Qingcheng, they finally appear! "

"What, see them both?"

After knocking over a complaining spirit, Zhao Cheng also turned his head and was overjoyed: "housekeeper Zhuo, where have you been? After we called in, we didn't see you. Are you okay? "

As soon as his eyebrows shook, 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 they just prepared for themselves? Not everyone has this blessing and is taught by Emperor level masters?

Shua!

At this time, a dark shadow flashed and slapped Zhuo fan behind him, but before the man came to him, he was kicked out, and then the figure of hundreds of miles against the rain appeared beside Zhuo fan. There were surprises on his face: "Zhuo fan, are you okay!"

"Yuyu, did anyone tell you to break through the three levels?"

"What three levels? As soon as we came in, we were chased and killed by a group of complaining spirits. We didn't talk to anyone at all. I wonder if these people will not speak after they die. What's the matter? "

"Oh, nothing!"

He shook his head slightly. Zhuo fan looked solemn and more sure that all this was specially prepared for him. In particular, his way to find the dark sea was based on the black ball given by Emperor Yun, and then the tests of the great emperors.

Isn't it... It's all intentional?

Just, why is this? He was only a demon emperor in his previous life? Is it because he found the relationship between the inheritance of the demon emperor and the secret record of Jiuyou?

There was some confusion in his eyes, and Zhuo fan had too much confusion in his heart.

Ah!

Suddenly, a scream tore the sky. Zhuo fan was surprised and remembered: "Qing City!"

Looking around, Chu Qingcheng was still tied to the cross even if he was blown here. He couldn't move. A group of complaining spirits surrounded him and howled in terror, but he didn't mean to come forward to hurt.

"Qing Cheng!"

Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help shouting when he saw him, but he couldn't help being happy in his heart.

Great, it's time for the hero to save the United States, although we don't know how she was tied up and why she suddenly appeared in such a cruel place. But what is certain is that as long as she can save her this time, she will make a secret promise, and then that thing will... Hum!

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaofeng's foot suddenly rushed to Chu Qingcheng. His body trembled and a silver flash flashed. A huge body with eight long swords on his back suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The unique existence of the Holy One, the holy body!

"You complaining spirits, give me all. Stay away from Qingcheng!"

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

Boom!

Like two hurricanes, tens of thousands of grievances in front of them were immediately lifted out, and disappeared in a tragic howl. Meng Xiaofeng's powerful figure, standing straight between heaven and earth, is very powerful and domineering.

A proud smile crossed the corner of his mouth and looked at the Iraqi below. Meng Xiaofeng's eyebrows were fierce. A proud heart was almost flying to the Ninth Heaven.

What's up, Qingcheng? I'm handsome!

Touch!

However, he had not had time to speak for two seconds, but another loud noise came out. His huge figure had fallen out steeply under a larger fist. Before landing, they crashed, scattered and separated, and the holy body disappeared. Only Meng Xiaofeng's Yin body fell to the ground in pain, and his face turned white in an instant.

Who?

Who is it? What the fuck is that?

Gasping for breath, Meng Xiaofeng reluctantly raised his head and looked forward, but his pupils were so steep that he said in horror: "Holy... Holy peak? How can there be a saint and a strong man in the dark sea? Can such an existence die? "

In front of him was a huge figure of the same height, with thunder on his fist. In his huge body, there was a man with a gloomy face. He looked at him coldly and disdained to say, "little doll, I haven't seen the world. In the ancient world war, Emperor level masters fell, and the holy peak was a fart! It's just the holy duet. He ran here to be wild. You've found the wrong place, hem! "

Hearing this, Meng Xiaofeng blushed and his heart sank suddenly.

The nether sea is worthy of being the nether emperor's Taoist temple. There are really many experts in it

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