Ziwei star field, starry sky, between two huge stars, the ten halls of the underworld stand, the majestic scenery is shocking.
On this day, a figure in a silver-grey cloak appeared over the Tenth Hall of the Underworld, and behind her, a beautiful woman covered her face with a veil to hide her beautiful face.
Before the invasion of the Hundred Clan Army, the owner of Xiaoyue, who sold the Xiaoyue Restaurant, "escaped" to the underworld to avoid the catastrophe of the Hongluan Star Region.
In the ten halls of the underworld, a strong human race felt the visitor from afar, opened his eyes, and got up to greet him.
Over the Tenth Hall, the landlord Xiaoyue descended from the sky with a red luan, looking at the human race powerhouses in front of the Tenth Hall with a smile on his face.
"Mo Shaoai in the Xiaoyue Building, I have seen you all." The Xiaoyue landlord gave a polite salute and smiled.
"The host is polite."
Before the tenth hall, a strong human race spoke up and said, "The landlord is here, and I am sorry to welcome you from afar. I don't know why the landlord is here. Why?"
"I'm here, I want to see Marquis Zhiming." The landlord of Xiaoyue said truthfully.
"The Marquis of Zhiming has been away from the underworld for many days and has not yet returned. If the landlord is not in a hurry, you can wait here." In front of the Tenth Hall, the voices of Yama came and said calmly.
"So, it's disturbing."
The landlord Xiaoyue gave a polite salute again and said.
The Yamas didn't say any more, their figures disappeared, and they returned to the palace.
In front of the Tenth Hall, Ruoxi walked out and came to the front of the two of them. Yingying bowed and said softly, "You two, please come with me."
"I'm sorry girl." The landlord Xiaoyue said with a smile.
"It should be done."
Ruoxi responded lightly and turned around to lead the way.
In the fifth hall of the Ten Halls, in the Hall of the King of Hell, Ruoxi came with the two of them, arranged the seats, and then served hot tea to the two of them.
In the guest seat, the owner of Xiaoyue looked at the decorations in the palace and smiled lightly. This Marquis of Fate is really a simple person.
"Young Master should be back soon, please wait here." Ruoxi looked at the two of them and whispered.
"Thank you."
The landlord Xiaoyue nodded in thanks.
If you cherish the gift in return, don't stay any longer, turn around and leave.
Watching the former leave, the owner of Xiaoyue picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Hongluan, what do you think of this place?"
"It's very simple, and it's very reassuring." Hong Luan said softly.
"Ah."
The landlord Xiaoyue chuckled and said, "You just like it."
Just when the distinguished guests from the underworld arrived, two figures, one black and one white, galloped past the Ziwei star field. The mission was over and they returned to the underworld.
Over the underworld, the figures of Ning Chen and Mu Chengxue swept over, and after a few breaths, they descended from the sky and returned to the palace.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the familiar aura in the palace of the King of Hell, and walked forward.
There are guests coming, just in time.
In the back, Mu Chengxue also felt the breath in the palace of the King of Hell in front of him, so he stopped and did not step forward.
Let him handle these things.
Mu Chengxue turned around and walked towards his impermanence hall without saying a word.
Hell Palace, Ning Chen walked over, black clothes and black hair, and his breath was cold and biting.
In the hall, the landlord Xiaoyue got up and looked at the person who came, with a smile in his eyes.
This is the wise man he met for the first time, cold and ruthless, but better to deal with.
Faced with the body and phoenix body of Zhiminghou a few times before, the verbal confrontation was really tiring.
"The owner."
Ning Chen walked in, looked at the man in the guest room, and said calmly, "Welcome to the underworld."
"The Marquis of Zhiming is polite, but I took the liberty to come here and disturb the palace masters of the underworld to clean up." The landlord Xiaoyue said with a smile.
"The landlord is too worried."
Ning Chen stepped forward, sat on the main seat, and said directly, "The landlord is visiting, I don't know why?"
"I heard that the Marquis of Zhiming will open the underworld again, so I came here to see if there is anything I need help here." The landlord Xiaoyue said sternly.
"Ah"
Ning Chen heard the words, smiled indifferently, old fox.
He and Mu Chengxue just came back from the Hongluan Star Territory. He knew exactly how it was there. Only this black-hearted businessman could make it so fresh and refined.
Thinking so in his heart, Ning Chen didn't say it. He looked at the former and pushed the boat along the way, "The landlord is kind, and I know from the bottom of my heart. I really need the landlord's help here, but I don't know if the landlord is willing or not?"
"Oh?"
When the landlord of Xiaoyue heard the words, he responded, "You know the fate, but it doesn't matter what you say."
"Among the Ten Halls of Yan Luo and the Double Hall of Impermanence, the Hall of the King of Hell and the Hall of Black Impermanence, there is a temporary lack of a hall master. I wonder if the master can temporarily replace one of them." Ning Chen suggested.
"Ye Wang, impermanence."
The owner of Xiaoyue heard it, silently meditated, and after a long time, he raised his head and said, "There is already a marquis in the Palace of the King of Hell.
Ning Chen heard the words, stood up, bowed politely, and said, "In that case, I would like to thank the landlord."
"polite."
The landlord of Xiaoyue got up and returned the salute, and tacitly did not mention the remuneration.
Relying on others, always make some effort, be fair and just.
After the negotiation, the landlord Xiaoyue and Hongluan got up and left, and walked towards the Hall of Impermanence in front.
In the Hall of King Yama, Ning Chen looked at the backs of the two leaving, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
When the landlord of Xiaoyue arrived, the Tenth Hall of the Underworld and the Double Hall of Impermanence finally made up. Next, it was time for them to counterattack.
At the same time, the Hongluan Star Region, the western border, and the Sanctuary army continued to expand their territory.
On a star of life, Di Tian, the lord of the fourth house of the sanctuary, led his army to fight, and everywhere he went, there was scorched earth.
The most slaughtering palace lord in the twelve palaces of the Sanctuary, his subordinates never leave alive, and the degree of ferocity is shocking.
At this moment, amidst the flames of war in the distance, a figure in white stepped forward, and a powerful breath circulated, shocking people.
In front of the Sanctuary army, Di Tian saw this, his expression sank, strong man!
"Who, step back!"
On both sides of Di Tian, the two sanctuary kings opened their mouths and shouted in a deep voice.
"The one who sent you on the road."
The words fell, the white clothes flashed, a white dragon spear appeared, the dragon went out to sea, and the murderous intention broke out.
Di Tian's eyes narrowed, and on his hands, claws appeared, lying in front of him, forcibly blocking the white dragon spear.
Divine soldiers clashed, and a harsh friction sounded, Young Master Xiaobai swirled his spear, and the white dragon broke through the air, smashing back the Lord of the Fourth Palace of the Sanctuary in front of him.
At this moment, beside Di Tian, the two sanctuary kings are on the offensive, one yin and one yang, and the murderous intent is piercing.
"Go away."
Young Master Xiaobai's eyes flashed coldly, and the White Dragon's Divine Spear swept through the thousands of troops, directly sending the two of them flying out.
With one move to retreat the enemy, Young Master Xiaobai's offensive continued, and with one step, he swept forward.
The white dragon dances in the wind and clouds, Di Tian's figure has not yet stabilized, and the murderous intention is coming again.
The unshakable peak of the king's realm, the dragon's mighty sky, but seeing the white dragon spear, the dragon shadow appeared, the dragon energy broke through the air, and swept directly to the front of the sanctuary palace master.
Di Tian's expression changed slightly, and above his hands, his claws pierced the air, trying to stop the white dragon's murderous intention.
However, the absolute strength gap made the blocking of the fourth house lord meaningless, but seeing the white dragon passing through the sky, he directly submerged into the latter's body.
"Uh"
With a groan, he retreated several steps, blood splashed from Di Tian's mouth, and he was injured.
"kill!"
In the rear, the king of the sanctuary came to attack, and the offensive was like a storm, and he wanted to make a clearance for the coach.
"act recklessly!"
Young Master Xiaobai snorted coldly, and escaped from the White Dragon Spear in his hand, condensing the power of the situation with both palms, shaking the sky and shaking the earth with one palm, and greeted the two of them.
The sky-shattering energy smashed through the air with a heavy palm, and slapped the two kings of the sanctuary with a bang.
The next moment, a terrifying explosion sounded, and the two kings of the sanctuary exploded together, blood and bones splattered all over the sky.
In the Sanctuary army, Di Tian's expression changed drastically, fear came to his heart, he did not dare to fight again, he turned and fled.
"Have you left!"
Young Master Xiaobai's expression became even colder, as he walked over, the white dragon danced, blazing a blood-stained road in front of the Sanctuary army.
God Realm Tianjiao, for the first time showing amazing abilities, the strength of the peak of the King Realm, and the master of the fourth palace of the Sanctuary only has the ability to escape.
In the tens of thousands of Sanctuary army, the son Xiaobai rushed out all the way, covered in blood, like Shura, which made people terrified.
Ahead, Di Tian fled frantically, not daring to stay for half a minute.
"I said, you can't leave!"
Young Master Xiaobai snorted coldly, and the white light all over his body shot into the sky.
When the murderous intention came, Di Tian hurriedly turned around, his cultivation base broke out, and the gloomy and dead aura filled his body, protecting his body.
"boom"
When the white dragon arrived again, the Tianlong broke through the city, and a violent vibration sounded. In front of Di Tian, the death energy dissipated sharply, and it was difficult to block the power of the divine artifact.
After a moment of stalemate, behind, the young master Xiaobai's figure swept over, his right hand was vacantly grasped, and the white dragon congealed.
The sharp spear reappeared in shocking sharpness, and with a bang, it pierced through the block of death energy.
With a distance of ten feet, the divine might was unstoppable, and the son Xiaobai stepped on his footsteps again, bullying him up.
"Uh"
But seeing the spear entering the body, a waterfall of blood spurted out, the Lord of the Fourth Palace of the Sanctuary stepped back, and his eyes were full of fear.
Who is this person, and why is there such a terrifying powerhouse in the world!
"Forgive me!"
With the crisis of life and death in front of him, Di Tian couldn't care less about the venerable warrior, and begged for mercy.
"Forgive me?"
The murderous intent flashed in the young master's white eyes, and he said, "When you slaughtered the people of the human race, did you ever want to spare their lives, your sins can only be repaid with blood."
When the words fell, the son Xiaobai let out a deep cry, and the dragon's energy erupted on the white dragon spear, which shattered the former's whole body.
With all the bones shattered and the meridians broken, Di Tian's figure fell powerless, and the brilliance of his eyes gradually dimmed.
Why, how could a bad guy like him be so short-lived!
Unwilling and unwilling, Di Tian's last consciousness gradually dissipated, and his soul returned to heaven and earth.
The son Xiaobai pulled out his magic spear and let the former's body fall from the sky, ignoring it.
This person is extremely sinful, and his hands are stained with the blood of too many innocent people of the human race. It is cheap for him to die like this.
Hundreds of tribes invaded the human race, which inspired the ugliness in the hearts of too many people. The Lord of the Fourth Palace of the Sanctuary was one of them.
When the battle was over, Young Master Xiaobai looked back at the Sanctuary army behind him, turned around and walked forward.
Those who are not of our race must have different hearts, and these sanctuary armies that slaughtered the human race also cannot let them go back. The sharp spear pierced, and the young master Xiaobai swept out, and for a while, the killing resumed, and the blood stained the Jiuzhongtian.