Speaking of which, the Spirit Heart Boy and Tsuru Chiba all fell into a brief silence, and the heavy rain outside the house was still falling, and it seemed that there was no intention of stopping.

"Boy, what's the rain outside...?"

Crane Chiba pointed out the window in shock, and asked after the heavy rain that had not abated for an afternoon.

"The Nine Realms weep..."

The Spiritual Child also glanced at the rain outside through the window, and although he was reluctant, he had to admit it.

The Spiritual Heart Boy is different from others, as soon as this incident comes out, what the Nine Realms are like, others may not be able to see it, but the Spiritual Heart Boy can see it, this is where the power of the Spiritual Heart Boy lies.

"Nine... The Nine Realms weeping? Isn't it the Three Realms? ”

Tsuru Chiba had always thought that the downpour outside was the weeping of the Three Realms, and that was already terrifying enough.

In the upper realm, only those who are favored by the heavens, or the great sages and powerful people, after death, because of the reluctance of the heavens, will descend the vision of heaven and earth.

One of the most widely spread is the heavenly mourning, the so-called heavenly mourning is the sorrow of God, in order to pay tribute to those who are favored by God,

And the Heavenly Death is also divided to varying degrees, among which the most powerful is the Nine Realms Weeping.

The so-called Nine Realms weeping means that the same heavy rain starts at the same time in the Nine Realms and rains for nine days.

In this process, the rain will not stop, let alone increase or decrease, as long as the time comes, it will rain in an instant, and the clouds will see the sun.

"Elder Chiba, you can't say anything about today's events to anyone," the Spirit Heart Boy sighed and whispered.

Almost at the same time, all the people or forces watching the duel through the water mirror technique all experienced a visual interruption.

Although the final result of this battle cannot be seen, it is an indisputable fact that Ming Jiutian was hit by two soul-breaking arrows in his head, and the scene where Ming Jiutian died in the end was also seen.

At this moment, inside the Ten Thousand Worlds Spirit Box, Xiao Xue, who was about to take a big gulp of earth dragon soup, suddenly trembled in her hands, and a cup of earth dragon soup fell to the ground with a clatter.

Because at this moment, she could feel that the connection between Ming Jiutian and the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box had suddenly been broken.

At this moment, the two puppets left in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box by Ming Jiutian also collapsed.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, the puppet would appear in this situation for no reason, there was only one explanation, that is, Ming Jiutian, as the master, was dead, otherwise this situation would never have happened.

The news of Ming Jiutian's death soon spread in the major heavenly domains, and some people regretted and some rejoiced in the process.

Needless to say, those who are happy such as Lin Dong and Rongji can't wait to celebrate with the whole world at this moment.

Many people wanted to leave for Meng Feitian to check the news that Ming Jiutian had died, but found that Meng Feitian's teleportation array had been closed.

Some powerful people tried to directly cut the spatial passage to Meng Feitian through their strong strength, but they sadly found that the space of Meng Feitian's entire Heavenly Domain was also blocked, and for a while, the entire Mengfeitian became a closed Heavenly Domain.

The torrential rain continued for nine days until noon on the ninth day.

Now that the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, the Nine Realms have once again returned to their previous calm, as if the Heavenly Death has not caused much impact this time.

And at this moment, it is located in the mausoleum of Emperor Xuantian of the Great Red Heaven, and the location of the idle tomb that Ming Jiutian also asked Hua Qiansong about, and a new tomb appeared here.

This tomb is different from other tombs here, there are no tombstones and epitaphs, and even the color of the soil that covers it is different from other places.

Right now, there is a big face in his thirties and a young man in his twenties who are holding a shovel and turning over the soil on this grave, these two are Dragoon and Ning Xuefei.

"This kid, you say you're dead, you're dead, you're not at ease when you're dead, and you have to turn over the soil every day, and you're tired of my old dragon," the dragoon thought as he turned over the soil.

"Shut up, this is my eldest brother, I know I can't beat you, but if you dare to talk nonsense, I, Ning Xuefei, will fight with you..."

During this time, Ning Xuefei's mood was not good, because Ming Jiutian died, but this time was also thanks to Ning Xuefei.

Since Ming Jiutian was buried here, Ning Xuefei has never left here, and Ning Xuefei has almost taken care of the work of turning over the grave of Ming Jiutian every day.

As soon as the specified time arrives every day, Ning Xuefei will inevitably appear on time, either turning the soil or pulling weeds, and he has not stopped for so many days.

"Okay, okay, I know that you are the eldest brother, and there is no word to leave your eldest brother all day long, and now that your eldest brother is dead, it is really a superfluous move..."

"Big long face, I tell you, if you don't hold back your mouth again, I... I... I'll unload your wagon, do you believe it or not? ”

Ning Xuefei also knew that he couldn't beat the dragon rider, and after thinking about it for a long time, only the carriage that the dragon rider cared about the most could make him honest.

"Okay, I've convinced you, your eldest brother is amazing, your eldest brother is powerful, your eldest brother is invincible all over the world, okay..."

The dragon rider had no choice but to follow Ning Xuefei's words, otherwise he really didn't know what Ning Xuefei could do.

"Even if you know each other, but I still have to correct you, vulgar words like what are powerful and amazing can't describe my eldest brother's wisdom and martial arts, do you understand the wisdom and martial arts?" Ning Xuefei's anger calmed down a lot when she heard this.

"Okay, okay, your eldest brother is wise and martial, and your eldest brother is very powerful, okay? I'm really convinced..."

The dragon rider is also helpless, it was enough for him to have a headache when he met Ming Jiutian before, and now there is a Ning Xuefei, which also gives him a headache.

The two men argued as they turned over the earth on the grave with shovels, and they did so almost every day.

And Ming Jiutian is really dead? At this moment, Ming Jiutian seemed to have woken up from a big dream, looking at several chains wrapped around his feet, hands, and body.

Why was he still fighting against the people of Liangyimen a moment ago, and after waking up, he was tied up?

Ming Jiutian tugged the iron chain on his body, but every time he exerted force, the iron chain would light up with runes, and at the same time, there was a very hot feeling coming, and the hot Ming Jiutian had to stop.

"What are you kid doing, hurry forward..."At this moment, Ming Jiutian was pushed behind him, and because of the iron chain on his feet, he almost fell on it.

"Ge Laozidi, do you want to give you some... Faced? Ming Jiutian looked back and was stunned, this guy in front of him was not a person at all.

I saw that standing in front of Ming Jiutian was a big man more than two meters tall, with a very hideous-looking bull head, and a steel fork wrapped around the iron chain in his hand.

"Hey boy, listen up, I don't care how powerful you were when you were alive, you have to be honest with me when you come here, otherwise the oil pot will serve..."

Ming Jiutian blinked his eyes after hearing this, this bull head said that the oil pot serving should not be the oil pot.

In normal times, Ming Jiutian might have kicked it over, but now he found that he no longer had the strength to do so.

"Let's go, let's go..."

At this time, the bull head holding the steel fork pushed Ming Jiutian again, urging him to continue walking.

was pushed for the second time, and Ming Jiutian didn't say anything, after all, he couldn't show his strength at the moment, and there was no difference from an ordinary person.

Looking at the big man with a cow's head more than two meters high, and then looking at his small body, forget it if you want to do it.