After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, there are still people who can enter the underworld."

"Hei Wuchang, who do you think is capable of this? Could it be someone from the God Realm? We have killed so many people from the God Realm, and they still dare to come?"

"Pluto said that when someone comes from the God Realm, it doesn't matter if you shoot or kill him. This time, I'm playing again."

There were two figures, one black and one white, at the door, who seemed to be talking, and seemed to be talking to themselves.

Heiwuchang was dressed in a black robe, with a stern face, wearing a long black hat, and holding an iron hook and chain in his hand, slowly spreading to the blood-red ground.

Seeing the person coming, his face changed, "Mozun Ye Yuan, he is still alive."

Bai Wuchang showed surprise on his face, "Have struggled in the underworld for more than 200 years, are you still alive?"

When the demon king died, his soul fell into the underworld.

Received in the Nether Abyss by Hades, he wanted to refine it for his own use, but who would have thought that he would break through the boundary and land at the foot of Xianmen Mountain.

Although there are smiles on the faces of black and white impermanence, it makes people feel extremely cold.

"The Demon Venerable is here, and the impermanent ghost will welcome you from afar."

Ye Junyan walked forward slowly with the person in his arms, his expression cold.

Jun Qianyin couldn't help but take another look at his Ah Yan.

Sensing his master's gaze, Ye Junyan raised his head slightly.

"Black and white are impermanent, I have an important matter to discuss with Pluto, please make way."

"Unexpectedly, Mozun still remembers the two of us, what a great honor."

A sinister and strange smile appeared on Bai Wuchang's face, and the white iron hook in his hand was eager to try.

"However, our Pluto is not something anyone can see if he wants to."

Pluto has an order, anyone who trespasses in the underworld will be shot to death!

Surrounded by a group of ghosts, their feet stood in mid-air, and there was no expression on their pale faces, they slid here quickly.

"ghost!"

Luo Xian exclaimed, and wanted to back away, but Lin Jing hugged his waist.

"Yaoyao, everyone here is a ghost, if you are afraid, hide behind me."

Seeing this situation for the first time, Luo Xian was a little scared and instinctively wanted to run away.

Then he coughed awkwardly, "Lin Jing, I'm not afraid."

Luo Xian broke free from Lin Jing's embrace and picked up the long sword in his hand.

Jun Qianyin looked at the people around him, and tightened her arms around Ye Junyan's waist.

"Ah Yan, they seem to be disrespectful to you."

Ye Junyan's face suddenly darkened, and the hand holding the Lihun fan slowly stuck out of his sleeve.

I didn't want to do anything at first, these people simply don't know good from bad.

Five people have been surrounded by ghosts.

Lihun folded his arms around his chest and looked around quietly.

Visually, these people will die miserably.

Sure enough, there was a howl of ghosts and wolves, and the people around them disappeared in an instant!

Ye Junyan raised his hand to take back the Soul-Living Fan in his hand, his eyes were deep and cold, and he stared at everything.

Jun Qianyin raised her head slightly, with reverence in her eyes, "Ah Yan is so amazing."

Being praised by his master, Ye Junyan hid the smile on Ye Junyan's face, and his thin crimson lips curved slightly.

Hei Wuchang picked up the iron hook and chain lock in his hand, and the black figure quickly disappeared into the sky.

"The Mozun still has two brushes, Bai Wuchang, let's go together and stop them here."

Bai Wuchang let out a chuckle, and the figures of the two were as fast as ghosts.

With a sound of "shua", black chains struck from all directions, and white chains rose from the ground!

The person in Ye Junyan's arms jumped up, and the soul-leaving fan drew a red light in midair, like a sharp blade.

The two attacks collided, sparking a burst of sparks, instantly illuminating the gate of the underworld.

"Blood... the gate of the underworld is stained red with blood."

Not only that, but there is still blood flowing down below... The road they walked was stained red with blood!

Luo Xian was shocked, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Luo Xiantian is not afraid of anything, but his only shortcoming is that he is too timid, afraid of ghosts, and afraid of blood.

This visit to the underworld gave him a thorough experience.

The underworld is horrible...hell.

Lin Jing's purple figure quickly stood in front of Luo Xian, defending him against Bai Wuchang's attack.

"Yaoyao, don't be distracted, it's important to save my sister!"

Luo Xian clenched the sword in his hand again...

Lihun watched the two sides fighting, and he was in a panic, sitting on the stone beside him, playing with the skull silently.

Has no one noticed himself?

The small body squatted on the ground, silently drawing circles.

With a bang, Heiwuchang was already on the ground, half of the black hat on his head was cut off, revealing messy hair, and his face was covered with blood.

The iron chain in his hand broke, one by one, and unexpectedly fell to the ground.

Clutching his chest, the blood flowed endlessly!

"Black impermanence!"

Bai Wuchang immediately stopped what he was doing, and quickly rushed to Hei Wuchang's side.

Hei Wuchang was half lying on the ground, pushing Bai Wuchang away with his blood-stained hands, leaving finger marks on the snow-white clothes.

"Old Bai, leave me alone, go back quickly."

The Demon Lord is too powerful, they can't stop it.

But if he doesn't stop him, he will definitely be mercilessly obliterated by Pluto.

That's how they are at the bottom.

Bai Wuchang bent down, held Hei Wuchang's arm, and helped him up, "How could I leave you alone..."

In the lonely and dark underworld, the two have watched together for thousands of years.

Ye Junyan had a gloomy face, before he could move the Lihun Fan, he was stopped by the person in his arms.

There was a soft halo in Jun Qianyin's eyes, "Ah Yan, the two of them have been together for thousands of years, what if you kill one and the other..."

Ye Junyan silently retracted the fan in his hand.

He just wanted to go in, not to kill.