Repugnant Gateway

When rediscovering the tree, An Zheng suddenly found something ... There is no night in this hell. It is estimated that it was the guy from Violet who made the reform and changed it to what it is now. Can the fairy emperor do whatever he wants? Let the **** be free of darkness, really do whatever you want.

Yes, immortal emperor can do whatever he wants, especially immortal emperor like Ziluo.

The wind in the woods gently swept through, and the place is beautiful, even in the human world. However, there is such a scenery in Yincao Difu, I feel a little awkward at all.

"Common problem."

The monkey glanced at Anzheng: "It is the same no matter what era it is in. It is common. The idea above has changed for a while, and the next command has not yet had time to cope with the previous command, and the next command has come again. It ’s wrong, but I do n’t know what it looks like when I execute it. In addition, our Violet Emperor is just a hot head, and I may have forgotten this thing, so the following people are even more inappropriate to execute. Something happened. "

An Zheng: "I want to fight violet."

The monkey froze for a moment: "Think."

Several people entered the ruins of the eighteenth floor of **** again from the portal. When I asked the undead just now, they learned that the tenth floor of **** entered the portal. That is not a small town, but one of the gathering points for the placement of undead. In other words, it's actually not far from the tenth floor of the Hall of Yanlu.

Because every layer of **** has to enter samsara every day, there are so many dead souls that make the scalp numb, and there is simply no way to arrange it immediately. Therefore, there will be many such ghost gates around each floor of the Hall of Yan Luo. And around the ghost gate, many places will be built to house these new dead souls.

"Be careful."

An Zheng gave the monkey a glance.

The monkey pointed to the town in front of him: "You tell my opponent."

An Zheng's mouth twitched: "I like your arrogance."

Monkey: "How do you explain to Du Shoushou and Chen Shaobai?"

An Zheng: "Explain what, just dump it!"

Monkey: "It turns out that you are such a mess, I don't like you."

An Zheng: "..."

The two looked at each other, anyway, it was about to fight. The big killer such as Biluo was not used when it was critical, and no one knew how powerful the injured Necromancer was. If you use Biluo Lock from the beginning, you may run into trouble later. Because the Blue Lock is not only a defensive weapon, it is a great weapon with Huan Wan, or a superior weapon for escape.

Outside the town, An Zheng and the monkeys walked out of the protection area of ​​Biluo Lock, telling Du Shoushi that they don't have to rush past, they can't do it.

An Zheng hugged the monkey's shoulders: "Are you adapting to this life now? In the past, you have the strength to go where you are. If you fight now, you have to fight two times and one ..."

Monkey: "Don't brag, two hits and one win will not necessarily win. When I came to hell, the Eighteen Temple Yan Luo had to tremble when I saw it. Now I come in, I have to hide from them ... although I have recovered The Xianzun first-level, but each of the Eighteen Palaces is above the Xianzun mid-level strength. The original Dazang Bodhisattva said that it was a quasi-Xiandi emperor level, but it may not be weaker than the Xiandi ...

An Zheng said: "Then what level are you the most powerful."

Monkey: "I don't know. Anyway, whoever doesn't agree will do it. When I smashed the fairy palace, the three immortal emperors didn't do anything with me."

The two did not shy away at all, so they swaggered into the town. An Zheng pointed towards the left side of the front: "It's over there, we should have found us long ago, but it hasn't moved, obviously it's not sure what happened to us."

"Stand there."

The voice floated out of the town, a little husky. Judging from the sound, it looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s, and he doesn't feel any harshness or viciousness. It is certainly not possible to judge what a person looks like by sound. There are too many seemingly fake things in this world.

"You are not the undead of hell, you are living people."

The voice was very slow, it seemed to be thinking while talking.

"Living people can come into **** and find the ruin hell. Did they come to find that bone dragon or to find the soul bead?"

An Zheng and the monkey glanced at each other, and said that the Necromancer was smart enough.

"Talk to you."

An Zheng stood there and said: "By the way, ask about the two things you just said."

The voice appeared again after being silent for a while, humming, full of disdain: "On the basis of your idea of ​​daring to fight the dragon? Neither of the two things you conspired to be qualified by your level. I'm thinking that the eyes of **** are either closed or blind, otherwise how could you put someone like you in ... Your little bit of cultivation, in the ruins of hell, is also the last thing. "

An Zheng uttered: "Are you doing enough?"

The voice burst into laughter and was incredibly rampant: "You must know that I was injured and thought you could come and try me? Since you want to give me a tonic for me, I laughed. But I was stupid for that one. I was a little upset when the dragon killed several coveted people. "

With a hum, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Anzheng, with no signs.

Although this is just not a very strange space through, but for Anzheng and monkeys, the pressure suddenly increased. The strength of the two of them is relatively small in suppression in hell, but they still cannot achieve space traversal. Do n’t even think about the teleportation of more than one hundred meters, maybe not even fifty meters.

The other party is obviously stronger than them.

This is a gentle and middle-aged man who seems to be about forty years old. Obviously he has a complete physical body by devouring other undead. It looks no different from a living person. But his face is very white, morbid white.

He was wearing a black gown and still holding a book in his hand. He couldn't see the words on the cover of the book, but it could be seen that the cover of the book and every page inside were made of human skin.

"Before killing you, I have a question to ask. How do you guys who are so low-eyed, and look like ants, know the news of bone dragons and burial soul beads?"

The monkey slightly raised his jaw: "It seems that you are not old enough. If you are old enough, I should kneel down when I see you."

"I know who you are."

The Necromancer smiled, and looking at the monkey was like looking at a ant.

"I knew who you were from when you first came to capture me. The reason why you did n’t care, you might think that I did n’t find it, or did n’t dare to provoke it. After all, I was injured. Right ... I know you come and you go, and ignore you because you do n’t think it ’s necessary. But when you come back, I know that if you ignore you, you still think you can kill me. "

He looked at the monkey with a relaxed face: "The famous holy man once smashed the fairy palace and beat the eighteenth hall of the Yan Luo. Even the fairy emperor must give one of the three strong points. It stands to reason that I am true You should be afraid that you are right. After all, you have been so powerful. But do n’t you think it ’s a boring thing to put seniority? If things in this world can be solved by seniority, so much is needed. What are you doing killing and killing. Everyone sit down, my seniority is relatively old, so I have the final say ... "

There is no dirty word in what he said, but every word pierced the monkey's self-esteem.

"That's over, old guy."

The Necromancer said with a smile: "You have seniority with me? Tell me about your past? I think you have lived tens of thousands of years in vain, naive and ridiculous. You used to be powerful, so what about? Two The word has already explained the problem. Do n’t say that you have never been to the position of Immortal Emperor, even if you have been, now you are a **** in my eyes. I am in awe of your past ... past . "

He stretched out his left hand and lifted his little finger to tick: "Putting seniority ... hehe, it's ridiculous to the extreme. If you stood in front of me at your peak, I would have kneeled for you. But now ... you kneel for me Come down! "

With his last binge, a strong coercion appeared. The monkey was suffocated in an instant, but was instantly suppressed there, as if carrying a 10,000-ton mountain on his body. That kind of coercion made him breathless, and there was a burst of pain in his back, and his head was buzzing. Because the pressure is too great, the legs are trembling involuntarily.

"Now, do you still want to post qualifications with me?"

The Necromancer looked at the monkey with disdain: "People have to admit their fate, they have to serve the old. You can scare me to death in the peak period, I don't deny it. Now, what are you qualified to pretend to be with me?"

He took a step forward: "Kneel down for me!"

A tremendous amount of coercion fell violently, not only the monkeys, but even Anzheng could not move. The two men were squeezed, and the mountains were carried on their shoulders. The monkey's eyes turned red instantly, and the fangs in his mouth gradually grew out.

"Angry?"

The necrotic lord's contempt: "Show me anger, let me teach you about the ability to smash the fairy palace and beat the eighteenth temple Yan Luo."

Ao!

A roar burst from the monkey's mouth, followed by a purple flame burst from the monkey. The unscrupulous force burst out completely, pushing the coercion upward. Anzheng was also carrying it, carrying it, and the coercion seemed to be carried up a little bit.

"I really overestimate you."

The Necromancer snorted: "Is this what happened?"

He lifted his left hand and gripped it, the monkey's neck suddenly tightened, and the invisible force clenched his throat, making his suffocation stronger and stronger.

"Can your qualifications save you?"

The Necromancer looked at the monkey with poor eyes: "It's not your age anymore, what pretend to be."

Suddenly he threw himself down on his knees and begged with a look: "Please beg me to kill me ..."

Then he stood up and said with a smile: "Should I beg you like this? What do you think of my posture? Is it humble enough? Do you want to see me like this? Satisfy you ..."

He threw the monkey heavily on the ground: "Oh, I should say beg you to let me go, right ... But I won't say, or would you teach me?"

The undead lord suddenly came to the monkey, crouched next to the monkey's ear and said, "Come, say these words ... Please beg me to let me go."