() At the same time, Han Hui's body and face began to change. The muscles on his face moved slightly. His whole person seemed to be a painting. In a few breaths, he had transformed into the appearance of the Bone Saint Son.

The Holy Son of Bones almost fainted when he saw this scene. Han Hui opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, and the Holy Son of Bones in front of him flew into his mouth, and at the same time, the entire dreamland entered his mouth.

The dreamland was deeply hidden in the Tower of Babel. At this time, his temperament was truly flawless, and there was no longer any flaw.

Otherwise, if a true master sees that there is a kingdom and a saint in front of him, things will be very serious. No saint can cultivate and become a saint.

There are no saints in the demonic path, only holy kings. The demonic path takes the route of conquest, so when they become saints, they become kings. After the masters of the righteous path become saints, they follow the path of humanity, so they are called saints.

The 500 million mortals living in the dream kingdom suddenly felt that it was dark, but these people also knew that they were saved by a messenger of God and entered a magical kingdom.

So I wasn't too surprised. I packed up and went to bed. There was still enough air in the sky, but I couldn't last for a few days.

Han Hui's body swayed and turned into a meteor, speeding towards Yudianzhou.

In just one cup of tea, Han Hui reached Yudian State. This was the reason why he deliberately restrained his flying speed. A holy son would never be able to travel as fast as a saint.

"Who is here?" Just when Han Hui flew between the palaces, an old man in black robes flew out from the palace. The old man looked up at the sky.

Han Hui descended slowly and said coldly: "I am the Holy Son of Bones, who is in charge here?"

"It turns out to be the Holy Son of Bones. I met the Holy Son in Xia'an Lun!" The old man exuded the aura of a loose immortal, and he was clearly a master of the loose immortal.

"An Lun, which sect of the Demon Sect do you belong to?" Han Hui asked.

"I belong to the Northern Sect of the Demon Sect. Our leader has understood the Great Way of Heaven and Earth and has come to negotiate cooperation matters with the Hell of Bones." An Lun said respectfully.

Han Hui exudes the majesty of the Holy Son, and all those who practice magic are subject to invisible suppression. Coupled with Han Hui's aura, his level is obviously higher than his, so An Lun does not dare to be disrespectful.

"I once reached an agreement with the Bone Hell, but Mr. Wei sent people to destroy it, and even I was almost captured. Otherwise, the Bone Hell would have come to the world long ago, and the seal of the Blood Hell could even be re-strengthened so that the Blood Hell cannot come to the world.

"Which big shot in the Bone Hell is there now?" Han Hui used the power of his kingdom to hypnotize the Holy Son of Bones, got all the secrets from him, and asked questions in an orderly manner.

"Master Yin Baigu from the Bone Hell has arrived, and our leader and some sects from Beizong are negotiating with Master Yin Baigu!" An Lun replied.

The Demon Sect in the world is one family, and later it was divided into two sects, the North and the South, each of which had countless branches. The Holy Son of Bones belongs to the Southern Sect of the Demon Sect.

"Okay, I'm going to see Master Yin Baigu. In the past, when I communicated with the Bone Hell, it was the great King Kuqa who communicated with me, but I have also heard of Master Yin Baigu!" Han Hui said.

"Holy Son, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to go over at this time. The leader and others are negotiating. Besides, all the sects gathered here are masters from the Northern Sect, and there are no people from the Southern Sect." An Lun said.

"Haha, what a joke. When is it now? Don't say that our Demon Sect is originally a family. The twelve major sects are all united together, and the seven sects and six bandits are also united. At this time, if you want to engage in sectarianism, you can't

Do you want to subvert the Demon Sect?" Han Hui said with a sneer.

"I don't dare. The leader and the others are negotiating now. It's better for the Holy Son to wait for a while!" An Lun said.

Han Hui frowned, took a step forward, broke all the rules, arrived in front of An Lun, grabbed his neck, squeezed hard, broke the neck of a generation of demon sect Sanxian, and his body was thrown away far away

go out.

A ray of light burst out from An Lun's head, and it was his soul that escaped from his body. His face showed horror, and he yelled at Han Hui: "Sage White Bones, how dare you kill me, this is Beizong's territory.

You came here simply to die, and Lord Evil Star Saint Son is also here, you will definitely be killed by Evil Star Saint Son, and Evil Star Saint Son will definitely become Evil Star Saint King!"

Han Hui ignored it and stepped towards the tall bone palace in the middle. A series of spiritual consciousness rushed out from each hall, covering Han Hui.

A sinister but powerful voice came from the Palace of Bones: "It turns out to be Holy Son of Bones. I have heard your name in hell. Master Kuqa often mentioned you. I didn't expect you to be alive. Please come in and talk about it."

."

A bone-white light shot out from the Bone Palace, and this light turned into a bone-white avenue with clear textures, like natural forbidden runes.

Han Hui stepped onto the Avenue of Bones, and the Avenue of Bones shrank, instantly bringing Han Hui into the Palace of Bones.

There were dozens of people sitting in the hall. Sitting on the big bone chair at the top was a tall middle-aged man, his eyes emitting faint bone fire.

The person who caught Han Hui's attention the most was not the sinister figure sitting high in the palace, but another young man with an evil look on his face.

This person held a folding fan in his hand, with an evil smile on his face, and looked at Han Hui with his eyes. Han Hui felt that the origin of the Holy Son in his body was beating, as if it was about to fly out and merge with that person.

"Junior Holy Son of Bones, I have met Lord Yin White Bone. Our White Bone Sect has had countless years of friendship with Bone Hell. I heard that Bone Hell has come to the desert, so I paid a special visit to Lord Yin White Bone." Han Hui bowed respectfully.

"Haha, Holy Son of Bones, you came just in time. I just said that if you can't negotiate with the North Sect, you can talk to the South Sect. When our White Bone Hell comes, it will definitely sweep the whole world. What can your White Bone Sect do for us?"

Yin Baigu smiled and said.

"Lord Yin Bai Gu, our White Bone Sect has discussed with King Kuqa before, so that the White Bone Sect can come from Gouji City. Unfortunately, Wei Laoer sent people to destroy it. Now that the White Bone Sect has arrived in the desert, our Southern Sect can provide support for the White Bone Hell.

The superior cauldron allows the masters of the Bone Hell to change their bodies." Han Hui learned from the Holy Son of Bones that people in the Bone Hell can't see the vitality outside.

They must replace human bones and put on human skins in order to survive normally. When the White Bone Sect communicated with King Kuqa, they once said that a large number of furnaces would be prepared for the White Bone Hell.

The furnace cauldron is a human being. The human skeleton is shaved off and replaced with the bones of the master of the Bone Hell.

"Hahaha, Holy Son of Bones, I negotiated with you before and asked you to prepare the cauldron, but we couldn't get out and couldn't get the cauldron. Now that our Hell of Bones has descended, why do we need you to provide the cauldron?"

There is a taste of yin in the laughter.

"Lord Yin, after all, hell has not yet completely come. The two empires are extremely powerful. I went to Wuji Island some time ago and met countless masters. It can be said that as long as the masters of Wuji Island take action, the Bone Hell will return to the underground again.

!" Han Hui said.

"Um?"

When Yin Baigu heard Han Hui's rude words, the fire in his eyes instantly rose, as if oil was poured into the fire.

"Sir, there is no need to be angry. I also have something to say. How powerful is the Blood Hell? How can a master come now? Lord Tauren King is so powerful that he only comes with his thoughts. Why? Because there are not enough carriers. Although the blood spreads across the South China Sea, it is not powerful.

The souls that could survive were all killed!" Han Hui said calmly.

In fact, what he said was right. After surrendering Xu Donghong, Emperor Ji Yuan ordered the culling of the masters in hell. Faced with the combined strangulation of the masters of the Nine Thunder Tribulations of the Saint, the masters of hell in the entire South China Sea were dealt a devastating blow. A large number of

The blood was gathered up, and the Emperor of the Epoch Times wanted to move this blood to the stars outside the territory.
Chapter completed!