dead child, ghost carrying coffin

With the continuous devouring of the original giant, Qiong's breath became stronger and stronger.

Hua Jiunan deeply realized that if they didn't do something, all of them would never get out of the Underworld Palace alive.

Although he is kind-hearted, he is by no means the foolish kindness of the Holy Mother, unable to do things like sacrificing his companions to save outsiders.

Taking a deep breath, holding the half piece of ancient jade tightly in his hand, Hua Jiunan said in a deep voice.

"According to my previous arrangement, everyone except Ba Ye will leave immediately!"

"Let the cocoon lead the way, to the 'land of sunset' he said!"

"Ms. Ming'er, please go down and bring the two of them with you. You can leave now!"

True heroes are not without fear, but some things have to be faced bravely.

Even... knowing that he will die!

After Hua Jiunan finished speaking, without waiting for others to refute, he first gently handed the descendant of Youying who was sleeping on his shoulder to Niutou Yinshuai, and then immediately crushed the ancient jade in his hand.

At the same time, he looked towards the direction of the North Country and said silently in his heart.

Goodbye grandma, grandma, third uncle, Qianyue, goodbye mother, uncle Xueshi, goodbye Songlao.

Goodbye everyone!

The royal family of Zhiren made up their minds to die, and heaven and earth immediately felt it.

The situation in the entire underground palace of the dead suddenly changed suddenly:

For 5000 years, the sky that had been gray began to thunder and lightning.

In the blink of an eye, it was pouring down with rain.

At this moment, in the North Country Courtyard:

Wang Qianyue, who was doing her homework, suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance. In her big crooked eyes, tears fell uncontrollably like broken pearls.

"Father, why am I suddenly very sad, feeling...feeling that someone closest to me is leaving..."

With a solemn face, Wang San gently hugged Wang Qianyue in his arms, stroking her soft long hair with calloused hands.

"Yueyue, don't think about it, dad is there for everything, don't worry."

"Hey, dad will send you back to sleep first, everything will be fine when you wake up."

Wang Qianyue obviously trusted her "honest and kind" father very much, and she didn't speak when she heard the words, and let Wang San carry her back to the house.

When the Jietian Emperor came out again, his face was full of disdain for the world.

Seeing this scene, the ever-changing green pine in the courtyard let out a long sigh.

The sigh was full of deep helplessness.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to intervene in the karma of the Nine Difficulties?"

"This is not in line with the agreement you made with Zhuanxu back then."

Facing Songlao, "Wang San" restrained his royal aura a little bit.

"Emperor Jiang Chu doesn't want to be a king in front of you, so you can call me Wang San!"

"The agreement back then...huh! Xiao Jiu has already been killed for eight generations, and nine is the ultimate number..."

"If he is buried in the underground palace of the dead in this life, he will never have a bright future!"

"I am his uncle, I was before the ninth generation, I am now, and I will always be in the future!"

Speaking of this, Wang San's expression became more dignified, and he paused before continuing to speak.

"For the sake of the dignity of the supreme royal family, the former eighth life, I abide by the agreement and enforce the law impartially!"

"In this life, I am not Emperor Jiang Chu, but Wang San!"

"Zhuanxu...huh! At worst, there will be another 'Emperor Tribulation'!"

As soon as the words fell, a blue light flashed in the small courtyard.

Three old men with mysterious and mysterious aura slowly appeared.

It is the three giants of the northern kingdom, the first of all immortals in the world: Mrs. Hu, Mrs. Hu, and the chief guardian of the Taoist sect, Mama Hei!

The three great immortals saluted Wang San and Song Shu respectfully.

"I'm going to pay my respects to the Emperor, and I've seen Senior Tree God."

The breeze blew by, the Wannian pine rustled, and Wang San nodded slightly.

"The three immortals are very polite."

When the matter was urgent, Mama Hei got straight to the point.

"Xiaojiu is in danger, my poor little girl has a feeling, and she almost went mad in her practice."

"Fortunately, the old man discovered it in time and used secret techniques to put her into a deep sleep, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!"

"Dijun, what should I do about Xiaojiu, tell me!"

Looking at these "people" who cared about Hua Jiunan, Wang San's majestic face was much calmer than usual.

"Thank you for your concern."

"I'll take care of this and even family matters!"

Mr. Hu San hesitated a little when he heard the words, but finally spoke.

"Emperor, please forgive Xiaoxian for speaking bluntly."

"Since the Jedi reached the sky, the rules of this world have changed."

"In addition, you and Emperor Zhuanxu have jointly established a rule in order not to cause disasters similar to the 'Emperor Tribulation': Earth Immortals and above are not allowed to fight without authorization."

At this point, Third Master Hu paused for a moment, looked at Mrs. Third Grandma Hu before continuing.

"You are not joking... If you do it yourself, Xiaoxian is worried that you will wake up the one who guards the tomb of the world in the 'Di Dang' mountain."

"In this way, things will probably be more troublesome..."