Tianshuo's gaze was also cold and ill-intentioned, Xiao Xuan'er began to gear up, murderous, and the time for revenge came!

"Wind chime, you stay with Rutian, Tianshuo, and Ximo, Xuan'er and follow me in!" Mu Qianyue said coldly, turning her head to look at Nalan Xueling and Ke Yingying beside her, "You two also stay and help."

The words fell, and his figure flashed, and he directly entered the temple of the underworld, and the phantom footwork unfolded, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The reason why she knocked Blue out was because she didn't want Blue to be involved in this dispute over right and wrong, after all, Blue was Shura, and he would continue to live in this Netherworld Prison in the future.

If he is involved, I am afraid that there will be no place for him in the future.

But they are different, they rescued Jing, and they will leave here together.

So Mu Qianyue thought about it again and again, and directly knocked out Blue.

When it comes to her friends, she always thinks about them everywhere.

When she was in danger, he did not hesitate to stand in front of her, so how could she selfishly put him in a dangerous situation? Only when he fainted and did not get involved in this dispute could he be able to protect himself.

……

"Stinky boy, you seemed to be very rampant before, huh?" Tianshuo's dark blue eyes flashed with a cold and bloodthirsty glow, staring at Situ Mo opposite, and sneered.

"I've put up with him for a long time! Now that I can finally do it, this mood is cool! Xiao Xuan'er grinned and showed her white and neat teeth, and said with a grim smile.

Mu Rutian squinted, exuding a terrifying murderous aura all over his body.

Although Meng Ximo didn't speak, the momentum and coldness on her body were not weaker than them at all. She has always regarded Asatsuki as her best sister, and when she saw Asatsuki being bullied, she was naturally very angry, especially when she saw that the enemy was right in front of her.

Situ Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, although he had already guessed that Xiao Yue'er would not be able to come to the Netherworld Prison alone, but he didn't expect her to summon so many powerhouses at once, three ninth-order emperor martial artists, one eighth-order emperor martial artist, and one fifth-order emperor martial artist, this kind of strength is really not ordinarily strong!

Even if he didn't have so many powerhouses around him, there were still a lot of mid-level demon generals in the Netherworld.

"Just a few of you want to stop me?" The corners of his mouth contained a sneer of disdain, his fingers pinched, and suddenly he saw dozens of Shura Kings appear in the air, tall figures, several feet tall, hideous and ugly faces, exuding a terrifying demonic aura up and down, terrifying, they roared and pounced towards Tianshuo and the others.

A vicious battle began in an instant.

Tianshuo and Mu Rutian launched a fierce attack on Situ Mo, at first Situ Mo didn't care, suddenly his face turned pale, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest, the pain made him a little suffocated, and even the demonic qi condensed in the palm of his hand was a little lighter, and his momentum dropped significantly!

A trace of doubt and horror welled up in his handsome and evil eyes, what was going on? How is his strength constrained?

"You don't know, do you? Master, she has already placed Tianyang Scatter in the Holy Demon Flower, which is a kind of poison pill specially designed to deal with your Shura. How's that, do you think it's still enjoyable? Tianshuo sneered disdainfully, his hands kept moving, and his moves became more and more fierce and terrifying, and his moves were fierce and deadly.

For Situ Mo, he will not show mercy to his subordinates.

Mu Rutian also didn't have a good impression of him, he shot very hard, took advantage of his illness to kill him, and his moves became more and more fierce, opening the Qinglong bloodline, his combat effectiveness exploded, soaring high-level emperor warriors, Qinglong bloodline, and the world was shocked!

On the other side, Mengximo, Mo Shang Wind Chime, Nalan Xueling and Ke Yingying kept fighting with those Shura who were rushing to them, and they intercepted them outside the Temple of the Underworld, preventing them from entering.

They want to buy more time for Xiao Yue'er to rescue!

In the vault of the temple of the underworld

The Netherworld Ghost Lord looked at the person in front of him with a smug expression, and said with a hideous smile, "Nalan Jing, do you think that you have the Yanhuang bloodline to protect you, and I can't help you?" I've got the Holy Demon Flower! Soon I will be able to devour your soul, occupy your body, and become the last descendant of the Yanhuang bloodline! ”

"Hahaha...... If you had obediently bushed me before, I might have been able to make you die a happy death, but you didn't listen, you had to go against me! Now I've decided, I'm going to devour your soul little by little, so that your life is worse than death! This is what happens to you if you don't obey my orders! There is no one in this world who can disobey my commands! Including that person! ”

His rather handsome face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth were bloodthirsty and terrifying sneers, like a madman, almost like a madman.

As he spoke, he opened the rosewood box in his hand, revealing the Holy Demon Flower inside.

Nalan Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his good-looking purple eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't pay attention to the words of the Nether Ghost Lord at all, and at this time his eyes were firmly locked on the Holy Demon Flower in the Nether Ghost Lord's hand.

Why did he feel a trace of the breath of the moon on the Holy Demon Flower......

And that night, the sudden heartbeat accelerated, sometimes anxious, sometimes brisk, sometimes slightly dull, so familiar heartbeat, that kind of throbbing, all belong to Yue'er......

Now one thing is completely certain, Yue'er has come to the Netherworld!!

"Really?" A deep light flashed in his purple eyes, and his handsome face was still cold and leisurely, calm and relaxed, even in this dim and terrifying netherworld, he still couldn't hide his peerless elegance.

The brocade robe on his body is still as white as snow, fine and dusty, and the three thousand ink hair hangs like fine silk on the ears or back, perhaps because of the relationship between years in the Netherworld, his skin is very white and white, with a touch of feminine beauty, and the purple eyes like glass pouted with a contemptuous sneer, confident and proud, noble and domineering, as if the god who is high above, looking down at the mole crickets under his feet.

Even at this moment, he is a prisoner, and his domineering spirit that is born with his body to look at the world is still unstoppable and palpitating.

"Soon you will regret your previous stubbornness!" The Nether Ghost Lord snorted coldly, what he hated most was Nalan Jing's noble and indifferent and contemptuous look, as if he was a poor worm, this sympathetic and pitiful gaze made him the most angry!

He is the king of the Netherworld, and there is nothing he can't do, so he doesn't need anyone's sympathy and mercy!

At this moment, there was a slight footstep outside.

A small figure walked in, it was Si Ming.

Si Ming heard the summons of the ghost lord of the Netherworld, entered the secret room, and when he saw the figure on the dragon pillar that was locked by the soul chain, a touch of surprise quickly crossed in his dark eyes, and then he calmly covered it, and bowed his head respectfully, "Master, what is the matter with summoning disciples?" If you leave halfway through, press CTRL+D to save the current page to your favorites so you can watch it later!