Stunning beauty

Overcast.

The underworld.

Chilling wind.

The three figures walked past, heading towards the depths of the Underworld.

As the three people went deeper, the quantity of Hades decreased rapidly along the way, but the quality increased linearly.

The main purpose of the Taoist sect setting up a magic circle that stretches across the Nether Realm is to seal several powerful men of the Taizi generation.

Therefore, in the underworld, most of the underworld is sealed at the borders, but in the center of the underworld, there are actually not many sealed underworlds.

Perhaps, because most of the power of the magic circle was used to restrain the powerful Taizi generation from escaping, many underworlds located on the border of the underworld were able to break out of the seal first.

"Wow!"

Under the night, the swaying sound of the iron rope sounded again, so clear in this silent night.

Deep in the underworld, from different locations, pairs of eyes looked at the three of them without any fear.

The powerful Taoist disciples who dared to face the gods directly during their lifetime, after incarnation in the underworld, will never be afraid of anyone, even the strongest human sages.

More than a hundred miles away, Wen Xiuru noticed the gazes in the depths of the underworld. His body froze and he subconsciously felt a chill on his back.

"Sages of the Taizi generation!"

On the side, Faru spoke and said in a solemn voice, "Sure enough, it is fundamentally different from other underworlds."

too strong!

This momentum and pressure alone are far from comparable to other underworlds.

"You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death!"

Ahead, Confucius said softly, "They are all truly strong, both in terms of strength and state of mind!"

As he spoke, Kong Qiu continued to move forward, heading towards the location of one of the powerful men of the Taizi generation.

Not long after, three people walked towards a mountain stream.

Ahead, between two high mountains, a woman was locked in countless iron chains. Her hands, feet, neck and body were criss-crossed with chains. The chains were covered with charms, trapping her body.

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It was vaguely visible that the woman's beautiful face, even though she had been tortured for thousands of years, could not conceal her unparalleled elegance.

You can imagine what a stunning figure women must have been thousands of years ago.

Around the woman, black air currents surged, filling the entire mountain stream, making it difficult for people to approach.

In front of the mountain stream, the three of them stopped and looked at the woman inside, but did not get closer for the time being.

"Taixuan!"

Confucius looked at the woman in the mountain stream, spoke her name, and called her.

"Roar!"

In the mountain stream, the woman noticed the aura of the strong human race outside, and roared angrily. The terrifying sound spread out, shaking the mountains on both sides.

"Confucian leader, she has lost her will."

From behind, Wen Xiuru hurriedly reminded, "Last time, when Senior Brother and I and Li Jiaoxi came here, Senior Taixuan was already on his deathbed. He only said a few words and was completely eroded by the power of the underworld. will."

"I'll go over and take a look."

Confucius responded, "You wait here."

After saying that, Confucius said no more and walked into the mountain stream.

In the mountain stream, when the woman noticed someone approaching, she became angrier and struggled violently. Black air flowed out of her body like a stormy sea. Even endless seals could not completely suppress its power.

Amidst the violent flow of the power of the underworld, Kong Qiu walked forward step by step, invulnerable to all forces, and soon he came to Tai Xuan.

Three steps away, Confucius stopped and asked, "Taixuan, do you still know Lao Chan?"

Ahead, between the chains, the woman looked at the old man in front of her, and a flash of thought flashed across her face.

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A look of struggle.

Close at hand, the awe-inspiring righteous energy surged from Kong Qiu's body, constantly colliding with the power of the underworld in Tai Xuan's body, eroding each other.

Under the dark night, the blackness in Taixuan's eyes began to gradually fade away, as if affected by the breath of the sages in the world, a trace of clarity gradually returned.

"Kong, Kongqiu."

After regaining consciousness briefly, Taixuan looked at the old man in front of him and called out with difficulty.

Outside the mountain stream, Wen Xiu Ru and Fa Ru were shocked when they saw this.

Woke up?

"Taixuan."

In the mountain stream, Confucius looked at the woman in front of him and said softly, "I haven't seen you for a thousand years. I hope you are fine."

"Thousands, thousand years?"

Taixuan trembled and asked, "Are you still alive?"

"Thanks to it."

Confucius responded, turning his left hand over, and a torn scroll appeared, floating between the two of them.

"Heaven, heavenly book."

Taixuan saw the scroll in the former's hand and said in disbelief, "It, it actually exists."

"I've been looking for him for a long time."

Confucius waved his hand and put away the Book of Heaven, and said seriously, "Tai Xuan, time is running out. I want to ask you a few things. The Netherland in the Nether Realm has begun to break its seal. Do you have any solution?"

"Kill them all!"

Taixuan responded without hesitation, "Jue, we must not let them leave."

"There are too many."

Kong Qiu said solemnly, "Moreover, to kill Netherland, you must at least have combat power above the divine realm. Today, there are not many strong men in the divine realm in the human race. They are far less brilliant than the Taoist sect in the past. It takes time to grow."

"Tai, where is Taishang?" Taixuan asked.

"He is in the palace of the Central Plains Dynasty."

Confucius replied, "Tai Shang wants to

Turn everyone in the world into immortal underworld to survive the catastrophe of winter. "

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

Taixuan's beautiful face showed a hint of anger and said, "Netherworld is no longer a living person. Does he want the human race to be exterminated?"

"Personal ideas are difficult to change."

Confucius responded, "Besides, the gods still haven't given up the idea of ​​coming to the human world. The seals on the ancient battlefield have begun to loosen."

Taixuan heard the words of the old man in front of him, with anger and helplessness in his eyes, and said, "Confucius, this era may be more difficult than ours. If you have the strength, just hold on for a while."

"I can't hold on for a few more days, old man."

Confucius sighed softly, "Among the young people who came here before, there is a young man named Li Ziye. He is a man of destiny who has high hopes for me. After my death, the world may have to rely on him."

"That baby?"

Taixuan seemed to have thought of something and said in shock, "He, he is still so young, how can he bear such a heavy burden!"

"There is no other way."

Confucius said softly, "No matter how difficult it is, he must persevere. This is not fate, this is cause and effect."

"Chang Xi!"

A look of struggle flashed across Taixuan's face and he said, "Find Chang Xi, she can help him!"

"Where is Chang Xi?"

Hearing the name again, Confucius said, "For thousands of years, Chang Xi has never appeared once."

"No, I don't know."

Taixuan shook his head and said, "But Chang Xi will not die because she took away a body created by the gods."

"Reform or create?" Confucius asked immediately.

"create."

Taixuan replied firmly, "The God of Gods, Hui Jun!"

(Ps: Send flowers, okay!)

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