Ji Taoist

"It seems that the Emperor of the Underworld and that person have left." Chang Wu laughed and entered the Sea of ​​Samsara Trees.

The surrounding Nether Beasts sensed Chang Wu's powerful aura and automatically retreated.

Soon, Chang Wu came to a huge ancient tree and looked at a group of people standing in front of him. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who?!"

The group turned around and saw Chang Wu walking slowly.

Chang Wu smiled: "Humans, why are you here?"

"Asura?!"

"No, this person is!"

"Run!"

Chang Wu smiled, raised his hand to control these people in mid-air, and felt the power of the other party. Chang Wu couldn't help but be surprised:

"Martial arts cultivators? You are all?"

Chang Wu was full of surprise. He found that these people had actually crossed the ban of the sages and reached the level of martial arts Yuanying.

The martial arts marks on their bodies must be fake, but it's a pity that they met me, and one of them even reached the martial arts refining period!

But this person is a bit special.

"Let me go! Who are you?"

"I am a priest of the Nanashura tribe, who are you?"

"We..."

The human warriors hesitated, but the one in the Refining Void Stage said calmly, "Are you Senior Chang Wu?"

"Who are you?"

"I am Hong Chengtao from Fuhaimen."

"Oh, you are the descendant of Hong Yuan?"

"Since you are familiar with the ancestor, why bother to fight?"

Chang Wu shook his head: "I don't know how you lived to this era, and it seems that those people are not dead. Hong Yuan didn't come, and Wu Konghou didn't take action. Why didn't they come in person?"

Hong Chengtao's face changed. Judging from his date of birth, he was indeed not born in the past thousand years. He came from the era of ten thousand years ago, when martial arts cultivation had not yet completely declined.

It was just that he got the meaning of his ancestor, took the initiative to seal his body, hide his soul, and thus avoided the life span of the heavenly secrets and came to the era ten thousand years later.

Of course, Chang Wu knew that this secret technique existed, but it was very costly, no less difficult than refining a Nine Revolutions Immortal Artifact today.

Hong Chengtao took a deep breath: "Senior Chang, we just want to take away the Emperor's Soul."

Chang Wu smiled: "You said this in front of me, a native Shura of the Netherworld. Do you really think your ancestors have a lot of face?"

Hong Chengtao felt the murderous intent hidden under Chang Wu's smile, and then said: "I think there are other solutions to this matter."

Chang Wu said lightly: "What do you want to do?"

"Since the senior didn't kill us directly, it means that the Emperor's Soul is not very important to you."

Chang Wu smiled: "So?"

Hong Chengtao looked at Chang Wu and said directly: "If the senior is willing to let us take away the Emperor's Soul, we will tell the senior the whereabouts of a place."

Chang Wu frowned: "What place?"

"Mengjing."

Chang Wu's pupils shrank: "Mengjing? Do you know where this place is?"

"Before coming here, the ancestor told me that if I meet you, if something is wrong, I can tell you and let you let us go." Hong Chengtao smiled.

Chang Wu snorted coldly and put the group of people down.

After several martial artists came down, they saluted respectfully towards Chang Wu and said, "Thank you, senior."

Chang Wu waved his hand: "Although I put you down, I have never seen you."

Hong Chengtao was delighted and said quickly: "Yes, yes, we haven't seen anyone before we came here!"

Immediately, Hong Chengtao took out an ancient animal skin scroll from his arms and put it on the ground.

Then Hong Chengtao turned his head and looked at everyone: "Okay, everyone, we are here now, let's go in first."

"Okay!"

Seeing those people enter the ancient tree, Chang Wu waved his hand to collect the animal skin scroll on the ground.

"Is it really Mengjing?"

Chang Wu was silent for a while and put away the animal skin map.

"One hour, if they don't get the Emperor's Soul within one hour, then I can only go in and take it away."

At this time, the martial artists who entered the ancient tree breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hong Chengtao.

"Senior Hong, who is that senior?"

"Chang Wu, a Mahayana cultivator of the Shura clan. He is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years." Hong Chengtao looked around, his face not looking good.

"Senior Hong, since Senior Chang let us in, let's go find the Emperor's Soul!"

"Yes, maybe that senior has other ideas."

Hong Chengtao knew this, but he looked at the person next to him.

"Little friend Ye, what do you think?"

This person is none other than Ye Zhilong, a martial arts cultivator who is now slightly famous in the Nanting Mountain Area!

Ye Zhilong looked around, the inside of the ancient tree seemed to be a world of its own. He was not the inheritor of those ancient martial arts sects, so he naturally could not see anything.

But now Ye Zhilong has been practicing for a long time, and he has joined the Xuanmen of the Nanting Mountain Area. With the support of the Xuanmen forces, he was invited to enter the netherworld to find the Emperor's Soul together.

"There seems to be a very powerful Netherworld Beast not far ahead, so please be careful." Ye Zhilong's face was serious. After he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, he automatically comprehended a martial arts magical power - the power of peeping into life. It was not a secret in the Nanting Mountain area, but was widely spread by the Xuanmen.

Although this life-seeking ability is a martial arts ability, it has a powerful ability to predict danger in advance. Other martial artists do not have such a talent, so they still trust Ye Zhilong's words very much.

Hong Chengtao nodded: "In this case, then everyone should move forward carefully and must find the Emperor's Soul as soon as possible and take it away!"

"Okay!"

After a group of people entered, Ye Zhilong was also thinking about what to do next.

For him, he was able to go from a general of a dynasty to today. Although he has some fame in the Nanting Mountain Region, facing these people who are also talented in martial arts, he naturally has a competitive mind.

However, when he learned that there was a more powerful Hong Chengtao in front, Ye Zhilong realized that the so-called martial arts severance was definitely not as simple as he thought.

Moreover, this time he went to the underworld to look for the Emperor's Soul. He didn't even know what this thing was for, and even involved a great Shura clan power in the Mahayana period. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the thing was probably not something they should master.

"I don't know whether it's good or bad to come to the Netherworld this time. And seeing that those martial artists seem to be from other domains, it means that there are many martial artists who can break through the Golden Core Stage in the entire Five Domains. And now I have seen a martial artist from the ancient times who is in the Refining Void Stage. What are they planning?"

Ye Zhilong couldn't understand it, because he didn't have a deep background. Even the Xuanmen didn't tell him clearly, just asked him to come and help.

The problem is, since there is a martial artist in the Refining Void Stage, why do you have to come here to help?

This is also the most troublesome problem for Ye Zhilong.