The strong and mellow wine sprinkled on the cold ghost forest land.

The Lingtian warriors who were accompanying him stood behind Chu Yue.

Either he saluted with a serious expression, or he nodded his head and fist, bowed his hands and bent down.

Those third-level and fourth-level ghosts, looked left and right, widened their eyes full of curiosity and learning.

After a while, they saw that they were also politely ceremonial. Although their movements were clumsy, their eyes were particularly sincere.

"Ah...ahhhhh..."

The slaughtered Xuankan warrior screamed repeatedly.

Sanlu surrounds and kills, and even a fly will not be spared.

Nan Mengjiao lay in front of Chu Yue, looking at the Xuanhan Warriors who died at their opponents. Her expression gradually became dull and her eyes became more and more empty.

Two silent lines of tears flowed out of their eyes like tides breaking.

Her nails were tightly clamped against the ground.

If my sister learns about Xuan Han’s situation, she will definitely be disappointed with her.

Nan Mengjiao closed her wet eyelashes and wanted to bite her tongue in pain and despair.

Suddenly, a delicate jade hand, as white as frost, grabbed her jaw fiercely.

Nan Mengjiao was forced to the balcony and looked at Chu Yue in horror.

"Princess Nanmeng, death is too easy for you to be free."

Chu Yue said, "I am afraid that you will disturb the peace of my Lingtian warrior in the nine springs underground. You must not only live, but also live under my nose until you make the sin you committed clear. Of course, you will never know it in your life."

After saying that, his long finger suddenly exerted force.

With just a "click" sound, Nan Mengjiao's chin was dislocated in Chu Yue's palm.

For Nan Mengjiao, who is a useless man, even dying is a luxury now.

Chu Yue threw her into the pile of ghost spirits and said in a cold voice: "Take her to the prison of demons, curse her for thousands of years, and use her blood to moisten my Hundred Ghosts Forest. I watched carefully how the cursed thousand years passed."

The Demon Prison...

Zhao Wushuang and others looked at each other.

They have never heard of this.

Although the Hundred Ghosts Forest existed for 90,000 years, most people in the world have never truly understood the Hundred Ghosts Forest.

I only know that this is a ghost creature on earth, a hell that thousands of people are terrified, but it was also the redemption of creatures in the chaos of wars.

Over the years, people have more or less known that the depths of the Forest of Hundred Demons are rampant.

The ghosts all understood Chu Yue's words and carried Nan Mengjiao up in a sleek manner.

The so-called prison of demons is to imprison criminals who do evil under the earth.

Thousands of feet underground, the roots of the demon tree are intricately integrated, and the criminal's martial body is penetrated.

Every criminal who is locked in the Demon Prison has a deadline.

For example, Nan Mengjiao is the last period of the lower mantra for thousands of years.

Chu Yue noticed the gaze of surprise everywhere, and her eyes trembled slightly.

Even before this, she herself didn't know the specific Demon Prison and Ghost Forest Spell.

But just now, she blurted out, as if she had a special understanding of the Hundred Ghosts Forest. Even though the blood seal had not been resolved, her memory had not been completely retrieved.

The ghosts took Nan Mengjiao away and sent it to a thousand feet underground.

Nan Mengjiao shook her head frantically, tears flowing out of her eyes, and she was filled with fear.

The roots of trees pierced through her body and bones like steel knives, nailing her under the ghost creature.

From then on, we cannot live or die, and we can only live in the miserable thousand-year cycle.

Also because of the special existence of the roots of the demon tree.

Every moment of Nan Mengjiao, she will live in the pain of the nightmare and the blood of sins of the past.

She saw her sister's maid walking towards her, occupying her, and raging her.

She also saw that hundreds of female warriors who had been killed by her over the years were surrounded by hundreds of like resentful spirits.

Under the dual torture of spirit and martial arts, Nan Mengjiao was so frightened that her pupils were scattered, like a madman with both mental consciousness disintegrating...

Crazy in the depths of this earth!

...

In the morning light, the great martial saint of the Three Continents slaughtered the Xuanhan Martial Artsman completely.

"Master Ye Lu, the sinful Xuankan warrior, has gone to hell to reflect on it." Yuan Guihai said.

Chu Yue looked at the corpses and blood flowing into a river, her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and she sighed softly: "It's so pitiful. I do good deeds in my life, and I will most not be afraid of this bloody thing of killing."

Yuan Guihai: "..."

Everyone: "????"

Just now, when this guy issued a massacre order, the Wulu warrior had never seen any merciful heart in her.

At this time, Qingqiu Continent had sent more than 900 Lingtian warriors.

Shen Qingfeng wiped away the blood from the blade, and his robe had long been dyed red by the blood of Xuankan Martial Arts, like the red plum blossoms in full bloom in winter.

He held the sword and bowed: "Master Ye Lu, these are Ling Tian's prisoners in the Qingqiu Tribe, and now they are all returned to Ling Tian."

Chu Yue looked sideways and saw more than 900 Lingtian warriors looking at Chu Yue in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that Ling Tian could really make a way out in the Forest of Hundred Ghosts.

Chu Yue's eyes were like an ancient pond, and she swept over Shen Qingfeng with a secret secret, and said lightly: "Master Shen Jiu, happy cooperation."

“Happy cooperation.”

Shen Qingfeng Road.

Immediately, the remaining two Lu sent Ling Tian's captives one after another.

Chu Yue confirmed that the Lingtian warriors who were still alive in the Ghost Forest had all arrived in his camp, and then he brought the large army back to the Demon Castle.

Shen Qingfeng, Yuan Guihai, and Ye Mei were also very curious about where Ye Chuyue would take Lingtian warriors to.

In addition to the safety camps everywhere in Star Monument, are there any new safety camps?

Until everyone saw this demon castle that was sitting on the ground, like the palace of the demon king, standing on the shore of the demon realm, shocking the warriors everywhere.

Even the Lingtian warriors were shocked.

Bu Hairou opened her mouth and found that she couldn't speak.

She didn't understand how Ye Chuyue did it.

Whenever she felt that Ye Chuyue had created a miracle.

It will be discovered soon that the next miracle is even more shocking.

"Is she still human?"

Si Lieyang approached Bu Hairou and muttered to himself: "Is it the reincarnation of the Lord of Hundred Ghosts?"

The Lingtian warriors followed Chu Yue into the Demon King Castle.

This castle has not stopped growing yet.

Growing vigorously anytime, anywhere, and constantly expanding the section.

"Ye Chuyue."

Bu Hairou said: "I am completely useless and cannot share your worries, but I have a vague feeling that you will be the glory of Lingtian and dispel the haze above Lingtian."

Chu Yue looked at her calmly.

Bu Hairou's dantian and martial arts roots were dug out and poisonous pills were filled. Even if Chu Yue spent all her life learning, it would be difficult to cure it.

"Ling Tian's glory belongs to Ling Tian's billions of warriors who have worked hard and self-improvement, and also to you, Princess Hairou."

Chu Yue's tone was very calm.

The two looked at each other and smiled gently.

Outside, Qin Tieniu was following King Scar to guard the castle.

The other warriors of Sanlu gradually dispersed.

A woman in Qingqiu Continent had her clothes open and slid to the side, accidentally revealing her round and white shoulders.
Chapter completed!