An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
That person was one of the eighteen Lords of the Underworld that An Zheng had buried just now. Although most of the corpses were incomplete when An Zheng buried those people just now, he remembered their appearance well after all. This person seemed to have been standing here completely untouched, his body was intact, and there was no injury at all. An Zheng swallowed and wondered, could everything in the underground hall just now be his imagination
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
Lord Shiba stood up straight, looked into An Zheng's eyes and said, "We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human being that makes me hate to the extreme. To make a simple distinction, there are good people and bad people in human beings. You are not a That’s why I don’t like bad people. There should be more evil souls in hell. I think the good people on the left and right are hypocritical in their actions, partly for fame and partly to anesthetize themselves. You seem to be different. But I hate you just as much.”
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
In the distance, Master Shan's eyes had slowly closed, and he was lying there as if he was asleep.
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
Lord Shiba stood up straight, looked into An Zheng's eyes and said, "We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human being that makes me hate to the extreme. To make a simple distinction, there are good people and bad people in human beings. You are not a That’s why I don’t like bad people. There should be more evil souls in hell. I think the good people on the left and right are hypocritical in their actions, partly for fame and partly to anesthetize themselves. You seem to be different. But I hate you just as much.”
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
"grateful?"
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
After drinking a bottle of wine, An Zheng's trembling hands finally stabilized. He first released his third eye, and after making sure there was no threat outside, he got up, picked up Qu Liuxi and walked out. This place is extremely important to the Zhengcheng Sect. If not for the pursuit of An Zheng, which caused all the masters of the Zhengcheng Sect in this area to come out, no one would come here until now.
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
"Buddha?"
In the distance, Master Shan's eyes had slowly closed, and he was lying there as if he was asleep.
He turned his head and looked at the wall... A tall man wearing strange armor and horns on his head was standing there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor is a hand holding the words Yin and Yang, and on the right is a hand holding life and death...
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
"He's finally dead."
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
The sound of clicking was endless, and all the eighteen corpses embedded in the walls on both sides moved. They broke free mechanically, then walked slowly to An Zheng's side, and after a while they surrounded An Zheng.
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
The Underworld Lords surrounding him suddenly gave way. The Lord An Zheng had seen with the word eighteen carved on the stone wall above his head walked in from behind, and the other Lords made way for him.
"He's finally dead."
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
Lord Shiba stood up straight, looked into An Zheng's eyes and said, "We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human being that makes me hate to the extreme. To make a simple distinction, there are good people and bad people in human beings. You are not a That’s why I don’t like bad people. There should be more evil souls in hell. I think the good people on the left and right are hypocritical in their actions, partly for fame and partly to anesthetize themselves. You seem to be different. But I hate you just as much.”
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
An Zheng didn't dare to touch Qu Liuxi. He went over and took the cat back into the blood training bead space, then returned to sit down next to Qu Liuxi, took a bottle of wine and took a sip.
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures' voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little excited: "How can he be a Buddha? He calls himself King Tripitaka in hell, and he has come to kill us from the beginning. He is so vicious and violent, and the Buddha sect What does my own professed benevolence matter?”
"Do not hit."
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
The Underworld Lords surrounding him suddenly gave way. The Lord An Zheng had seen with the word eighteen carved on the stone wall above his head walked in from behind, and the other Lords made way for him.
"What do you... want to do?"
"Buddha?"
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
After drinking a bottle of wine, An Zheng's trembling hands finally stabilized. He first released his third eye, and after making sure there was no threat outside, he got up, picked up Qu Liuxi and walked out. This place is extremely important to the Zhengcheng Sect. If not for the pursuit of An Zheng, which caused all the masters of the Zhengcheng Sect in this area to come out, no one would come here until now.
After taking a few steps forward, An Zheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't take the next step.
An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were too many strange things happening here. Just as he was about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes and stared into An Zheng's eyes. A chill rose from An Zheng's heart.
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
An Zheng subconsciously protected Qu Liuxi behind him, and the Broken Army Sword had already been taken.
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
"He's finally dead."
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
After taking a few steps forward, An Zheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't take the next step.
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
At this moment, a prince opened his mouth even wider, and then a bright golden bead came out of his mouth. After circling around An Zheng in a circle, the bead suddenly got into An Zheng's mouth. The bead was as big as an egg, and it was forced into An Zheng's mouth. An Zheng's throat was blocked and he almost suffocated.
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
"What do you... want to do?"
"Buddha?"
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
An Zheng: "You hate me so much, so you want to fight?"
Just as he was about to get up and leave, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him. When An Zheng stood up, he almost bumped into the black shadow. The thing was silent and very close to An Zheng, but An Zheng didn't notice it at all.
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
An Zheng subconsciously protected Qu Liuxi behind him, and the Broken Army Sword had already been taken.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures looks to be the youngest, with a majestic appearance and a slender but extremely strong figure. The horn on top of his head is slightly longer than the others, and has a faint purple-gold texture on it.
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
However, the sharpness of the Broken Army Sword was of no help, because the thing suddenly disappeared. An Zheng felt that this place was getting more and more sinister. He picked up Qu Liuxi and with a thought, let the Ni-Scale Divine Armor protect Qu Liuxi completely, and then strode out.
After taking a few steps forward, An Zheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't take the next step.
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
An Zheng nodded: "You guys die well."
After taking a few steps forward, An Zheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't take the next step.
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
At this moment, a prince opened his mouth even wider, and then a bright golden bead came out of his mouth. After circling around An Zheng in a circle, the bead suddenly got into An Zheng's mouth. The bead was as big as an egg, and it was forced into An Zheng's mouth. An Zheng's throat was blocked and he almost suffocated.
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
He turned his head and looked at the wall... A tall man wearing strange armor and horns on his head was standing there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor is a hand holding the words Yin and Yang, and on the right is a hand holding life and death...
"Do not hit."
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures came over, pulled An Zheng's head and spit out the golden beads. The golden beads turned into golden airflow and penetrated through An Zheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode away, turning his back to An Zheng and walking towards the darkness: "We are the rulers of the underworld, we owe no favors. You can slowly understand this. Power will make your life worse than death."
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
That person was one of the eighteen Lords of the Underworld that An Zheng had buried just now. Although most of the corpses were incomplete when An Zheng buried those people just now, he remembered their appearance well after all. This person seemed to have been standing here completely untouched, his body was intact, and there was no injury at all. An Zheng swallowed and wondered, could everything in the underground hall just now be his imagination
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
"Do not hit."
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
"He's finally dead."
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
"Do not hit."
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were too many strange things happening here. Just as he was about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes and stared into An Zheng's eyes. A chill rose from An Zheng's heart.
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures looks to be the youngest, with a majestic appearance and a slender but extremely strong figure. The horn on top of his head is slightly longer than the others, and has a faint purple-gold texture on it.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
After taking a few steps forward, An Zheng's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't take the next step.
The sound of clicking was endless, and all the eighteen corpses embedded in the walls on both sides moved. They broke free mechanically, then walked slowly to An Zheng's side, and after a while they surrounded An Zheng.
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
After drinking a bottle of wine, An Zheng's trembling hands finally stabilized. He first released his third eye, and after making sure there was no threat outside, he got up, picked up Qu Liuxi and walked out. This place is extremely important to the Zhengcheng Sect. If not for the pursuit of An Zheng, which caused all the masters of the Zhengcheng Sect in this area to come out, no one would come here until now.
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
A group of tall guys with horns on their heads and livid faces were fighting around An, without saying anything or moving away. There seemed to be waves of cold air blowing on An Zheng's face, as if it was the breath of those people... This feeling made even An Zheng find his hair standing on end.
An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were too many strange things happening here. Just as he was about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes and stared into An Zheng's eyes. A chill rose from An Zheng's heart.
However, the sharpness of the Broken Army Sword was of no help, because the thing suddenly disappeared. An Zheng felt that this place was getting more and more sinister. He picked up Qu Liuxi and with a thought, let the Ni-Scale Divine Armor protect Qu Liuxi completely, and then strode out.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures' voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little excited: "How can he be a Buddha? He calls himself King Tripitaka in hell, and he has come to kill us from the beginning. He is so vicious and violent, and the Buddha sect What does my own professed benevolence matter?”
"Unexpectedly, the person we want to thank in the end is actually one person."
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
An Zheng asked.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
When he said this last sentence, there was some disappointment and some relief in his tone.
"What do you... want to do?"
A group of tall guys with horns on their heads and livid faces were fighting around An, without saying anything or moving away. There seemed to be waves of cold air blowing on An Zheng's face, as if it was the breath of those people... This feeling made even An Zheng find his hair standing on end.
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
An Zheng asked.
"Do not hit."
"He's finally dead."
However, the sharpness of the Broken Army Sword was of no help, because the thing suddenly disappeared. An Zheng felt that this place was getting more and more sinister. He picked up Qu Liuxi and with a thought, let the Ni-Scale Divine Armor protect Qu Liuxi completely, and then strode out.
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
An Zheng has encountered countless dangers in his life. Which of those enemies and villains is not extremely vicious? But this time it was really too dangerous. If Master Shan hadn't used his power, it would not have been easy to kill the death bug.
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
The Underworld Lords surrounding him suddenly gave way. The Lord An Zheng had seen with the word eighteen carved on the stone wall above his head walked in from behind, and the other Lords made way for him.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures came over, pulled An Zheng's head and spit out the golden beads. The golden beads turned into golden airflow and penetrated through An Zheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode away, turning his back to An Zheng and walking towards the darkness: "We are the rulers of the underworld, we owe no favors. You can slowly understand this. Power will make your life worse than death."
The sound of clicking was endless, and all the eighteen corpses embedded in the walls on both sides moved. They broke free mechanically, then walked slowly to An Zheng's side, and after a while they surrounded An Zheng.
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
The man laughed heartily, and there was a kind of relief in his laughter that An Zheng couldn't understand.
"Unexpectedly, the person we want to thank in the end is actually one person."
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him. When An Zheng stood up, he almost bumped into the black shadow. The thing was silent and very close to An Zheng, but An Zheng didn't notice it at all.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures looks to be the youngest, with a majestic appearance and a slender but extremely strong figure. The horn on top of his head is slightly longer than the others, and has a faint purple-gold texture on it.
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
In the distance, Master Shan's eyes had slowly closed, and he was lying there as if he was asleep.
"grateful?"
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
The Underworld Lords surrounding him suddenly gave way. The Lord An Zheng had seen with the word eighteen carved on the stone wall above his head walked in from behind, and the other Lords made way for him.
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
A group of tall guys with horns on their heads and livid faces were fighting around An, without saying anything or moving away. There seemed to be waves of cold air blowing on An Zheng's face, as if it was the breath of those people... This feeling made even An Zheng find his hair standing on end.
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
"What do you... want to do?"
A group of tall guys with horns on their heads and livid faces were fighting around An, without saying anything or moving away. There seemed to be waves of cold air blowing on An Zheng's face, as if it was the breath of those people... This feeling made even An Zheng find his hair standing on end.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
At this moment, a prince opened his mouth even wider, and then a bright golden bead came out of his mouth. After circling around An Zheng in a circle, the bead suddenly got into An Zheng's mouth. The bead was as big as an egg, and it was forced into An Zheng's mouth. An Zheng's throat was blocked and he almost suffocated.
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures' voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little excited: "How can he be a Buddha? He calls himself King Tripitaka in hell, and he has come to kill us from the beginning. He is so vicious and violent, and the Buddha sect What does my own professed benevolence matter?”
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
Lord Shiba stood up straight, looked into An Zheng's eyes and said, "We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human being that makes me hate to the extreme. To make a simple distinction, there are good people and bad people in human beings. You are not a That’s why I don’t like bad people. There should be more evil souls in hell. I think the good people on the left and right are hypocritical in their actions, partly for fame and partly to anesthetize themselves. You seem to be different. But I hate you just as much.”
He turned his head and looked at the wall... A tall man wearing strange armor and horns on his head was standing there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor is a hand holding the words Yin and Yang, and on the right is a hand holding life and death...
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
An Zheng: "You hate me so much, so you want to fight?"
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
The sound of clicking was endless, and all the eighteen corpses embedded in the walls on both sides moved. They broke free mechanically, then walked slowly to An Zheng's side, and after a while they surrounded An Zheng.
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
"Do not hit."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
"Unexpectedly, the person we want to thank in the end is actually one person."
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
"Do not hit."
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him. When An Zheng stood up, he almost bumped into the black shadow. The thing was silent and very close to An Zheng, but An Zheng didn't notice it at all.
When he said this last sentence, there was some disappointment and some relief in his tone.
The black energy almost burst An Zheng's body, and the power from hell made every inch of An Zheng's skin seem to explode. He is a living person and cannot withstand the power of the dead.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
"He's finally dead."
"What do you... want to do?"
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
"give him!"
"grateful?"
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
He turned his head and looked at the wall... A tall man wearing strange armor and horns on his head was standing there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor is a hand holding the words Yin and Yang, and on the right is a hand holding life and death...
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
After walking out of several winding passages, there was the place where he met the eighteen Underworld Lords. An Zheng was relieved to have reached this point. He could go out after passing through this passage.
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
When he said this last sentence, there was some disappointment and some relief in his tone.
An Zheng's hair stood up at this moment, and he subconsciously hugged Qu Liuxi tightly in his arms.
"Buddha?"
An Zheng looked around and saw that there was an underworld in the distance that looked fairly flat. An Zheng moved the mutilated corpses of eighteen people there, clasped his hands and bowed down, and then buried the corpses properly. In order to avoid being damaged, he did not make tombstones for these eighteen people.
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
An Zheng asked.
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
In the distance, Master Shan's eyes had slowly closed, and he was lying there as if he was asleep.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures' voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little excited: "How can he be a Buddha? He calls himself King Tripitaka in hell, and he has come to kill us from the beginning. He is so vicious and violent, and the Buddha sect What does my own professed benevolence matter?”
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
"Unexpectedly, the person we want to thank in the end is actually one person."
An Zheng subconsciously protected Qu Liuxi behind him, and the Broken Army Sword had already been taken.
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were too many strange things happening here. Just as he was about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes and stared into An Zheng's eyes. A chill rose from An Zheng's heart.
Lord Shiba stood up straight, looked into An Zheng's eyes and said, "We are not the same kind of people as you. You are the kind of human being that makes me hate to the extreme. To make a simple distinction, there are good people and bad people in human beings. You are not a That’s why I don’t like bad people. There should be more evil souls in hell. I think the good people on the left and right are hypocritical in their actions, partly for fame and partly to anesthetize themselves. You seem to be different. But I hate you just as much.”
However, the sharpness of the Broken Army Sword was of no help, because the thing suddenly disappeared. An Zheng felt that this place was getting more and more sinister. He picked up Qu Liuxi and with a thought, let the Ni-Scale Divine Armor protect Qu Liuxi completely, and then strode out.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
"What do you... want to do?"
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
An Zheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were too many strange things happening here. Just as he was about to leave, the guy suddenly opened his eyes and stared into An Zheng's eyes. A chill rose from An Zheng's heart.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
The black energy almost burst An Zheng's body, and the power from hell made every inch of An Zheng's skin seem to explode. He is a living person and cannot withstand the power of the dead.
An Zheng asked.
An Zheng nodded: "You guys die well."
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
When he said this last sentence, there was some disappointment and some relief in his tone.
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
"grateful?"
"Buddha?"
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
An Zheng: "You hate me so much, so you want to fight?"
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
An Zheng said: "Buddhism says that if a Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, he will naturally have Vajra's angry eyes."
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
After An Zheng woke up, he looked towards Qu Liuxi. The gentle and calm woman was still in a coma. An Zheng crawled over using his hands and feet, tried his meandering breath and found that there was nothing wrong, so he felt a little more relaxed.
The man laughed heartily, and there was a kind of relief in his laughter that An Zheng couldn't understand.
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures' voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little excited: "How can he be a Buddha? He calls himself King Tripitaka in hell, and he has come to kill us from the beginning. He is so vicious and violent, and the Buddha sect What does my own professed benevolence matter?”
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
"He's finally dead."
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
"give him!"
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
An Zheng subconsciously protected Qu Liuxi behind him, and the Broken Army Sword had already been taken.
"What do you... want to do?"
The man laughed heartily, and there was a kind of relief in his laughter that An Zheng couldn't understand.
Before An Zheng could react, the eighteen princes of the underworld suddenly clasped their fists and bent down in order: "The eighteen princes of the underworld, thank you for your kindness to An Zheng."
"Buddha?"
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
An Zheng: "You hate me so much, so you want to fight?"
Lord Shiba glanced at An Zheng and said, "You can go now. We have already thanked you."
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
An Zheng nodded: "You guys die well."
"Do not hit."
The eighteen princes of the underworld all opened their mouths, and a stream of black air spurted out from each of them. This black energy came over like an illusory black python and entangled An Zheng fiercely. Streams of black energy penetrated An Zheng's body from his nostrils, ears, and eyes. An Zheng's body instantly swelled up, as if it was about to burst at any moment.
Lord Shiba frowned slightly: "This..."
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
After saying these words, Lord Shiba seemed to have lost his composure. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. If he dies, so will we. This hell is no longer the hell it was before. Chaos abounded. Although we had always treated the souls of hell harshly when we were here, it was precisely because of this that there was order in hell. He felt that those souls of hell were miserable. If he killed us, he would die. What would hell become? What does it look like?”
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
An Zheng frowned and sighed: "I shouldn't, but I don't regret it."
The man laughed heartily, and there was a kind of relief in his laughter that An Zheng couldn't understand.
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
A prince said with a cruel smile: "Now let you know how terrible the consequences of burying us are."
When he said this last sentence, there was some disappointment and some relief in his tone.
He took a closer look and saw that the Lord of Hell looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a majestic face. His eyes were closed tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the Underworld Lord on the opposite wall raised his arm and struggled a few times, and his body came out of the wall. His eyes also opened, staring at An Zheng with the same intensity.
The black energy almost burst An Zheng's body, and the power from hell made every inch of An Zheng's skin seem to explode. He is a living person and cannot withstand the power of the dead.
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
"Unexpectedly, the person we want to thank in the end is actually one person."
"Do not hit."
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
At this moment, a prince opened his mouth even wider, and then a bright golden bead came out of his mouth. After circling around An Zheng in a circle, the bead suddenly got into An Zheng's mouth. The bead was as big as an egg, and it was forced into An Zheng's mouth. An Zheng's throat was blocked and he almost suffocated.
After arranging all this, An Zheng turned around and walked out. Just halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and I always felt like there was a cool air blowing behind me. He thought something had changed in Qu Liuxi, so he quickly put down Qu Liuxi to check, and found that Qu Liuxi was breathing steadily, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, what was the gusts of cool wind.
Lord Shiba shouted, then opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black air.
A group of tall guys with horns on their heads and livid faces were fighting around An, without saying anything or moving away. There seemed to be waves of cold air blowing on An Zheng's face, as if it was the breath of those people... This feeling made even An Zheng find his hair standing on end.
Lord Shiba sighed: "We can die more peacefully."
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
"Buddha?"
The underground palace had almost completely collapsed, but fortunately An Zheng and the others were not buried by the falling rocks. The eighteen giant bronze pillars happened to be where An Zheng and the others were, and they did not collapse. Fine sand fell from above like running water.
The Lord of the Eighteen Palaces stood there, raised his head and looked at the sky: "In the past, we had the final say in the eighteenth level of hell. We can do whatever we want here. God has given us such rights and status. However, later, the arrival of that guy Let us suffer humiliation. I smell the scent of his cassock on you... So he should be dead too, right?"
He turned his head and looked at the wall... A tall man wearing strange armor and horns on his head was standing there, his body embedded in the wall, his eyes closed. On the left side of his armor is a hand holding the words Yin and Yang, and on the right is a hand holding life and death...
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.
"You don't know how terrifying this power is."
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures came over, pulled An Zheng's head and spit out the golden beads. The golden beads turned into golden airflow and penetrated through An Zheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode away, turning his back to An Zheng and walking towards the darkness: "We are the rulers of the underworld, we owe no favors. You can slowly understand this. Power will make your life worse than death."
An Zheng nodded: "You guys die well."
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures came over, pulled An Zheng's head and spit out the golden beads. The golden beads turned into golden airflow and penetrated through An Zheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode away, turning his back to An Zheng and walking towards the darkness: "We are the rulers of the underworld, we owe no favors. You can slowly understand this. Power will make your life worse than death."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I just think that I should do that, no need to thank me."
"grateful?"
An Zheng hugged Qu Liuxi and walked back along the original path. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back to look at the eighteen underworld princes. Although I don’t know what they have done before or why they died, it is indeed dangerous without them this time. An Zheng tied Qu Liuxi to his back, turned back, dug out the corpses of the eighteen Underworld Lords from the rubble, and took clean water from the spatial magic weapon he carried with him to help them scrub away the dirt.
The black energy almost burst An Zheng's body, and the power from hell made every inch of An Zheng's skin seem to explode. He is a living person and cannot withstand the power of the dead.
The Lord of the Eighteen Prefectures came over, pulled An Zheng's head and spit out the golden beads. The golden beads turned into golden airflow and penetrated through An Zheng's nostrils. Then he pushed An Zheng away, turned around and strode away, turning his back to An Zheng and walking towards the darkness: "We are the rulers of the underworld, we owe no favors. You can slowly understand this. Power will make your life worse than death."
An Zheng subconsciously protected Qu Liuxi behind him, and the Broken Army Sword had already been taken.
"What do you... want to do?"
An Zheng: "Is the person you are talking about the Buddha?"
"I don't care about all those things, I only know that he is the biggest evil."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders and walked out with Qu Liuxi in his arms. He was about to reach the end of the passage when he suddenly felt the cold air behind him getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, a few hands suddenly grabbed An Zheng's shoulders and held him firmly there. Several Fu Lords floated over and held An Zheng down. One of them said conspiratorially in An Zheng's ear: "We are all undead, you shouldn't help us."
"But it will also make you... terrifyingly powerful."
With a pop, after the first golden bead went in, the other princes also spat out golden beads and got into An Zheng's mouth one by one.
After drinking a bottle of wine, An Zheng's trembling hands finally stabilized. He first released his third eye, and after making sure there was no threat outside, he got up, picked up Qu Liuxi and walked out. This place is extremely important to the Zhengcheng Sect. If not for the pursuit of An Zheng, which caused all the masters of the Zhengcheng Sect in this area to come out, no one would come here until now.
An Zheng's body fell to the ground, but he still looked back in the direction of Qu Liuxi. Although she was protected by the Anti-Scale Divine Armor, Qu Liuxi was also injured because she later attacked the Death Insect with the Divine Phoenix of Life Soul. However, she looked a little better and stumbled towards An Zheng, running After a few steps, he fell to the ground.
There was silence all around, and the sound of fine sand falling to the ground seemed so clear.
"Do not hit."
"You really shouldn't bury us, we're not good people."
An Zheng asked.
I don't know how long it took before An Zheng woke up, and the weakness and discomfort in his body were disappearing. It seems that Qu Liuxi's judgment was correct. This venom-like hellish air that can directly weaken people disappeared after the death of the death insect. The people of the Zhengcheng Sect used evil techniques to raise such monsters. If An Zheng didn't get rid of them, there was no telling what disaster would happen in the future.