The demons travel to people's hearts and know the world's affairs.

No one knows what Qingyang asked this time, but among the many stories that have dealt with the demons in later generations, one is the immortal master of fortune who searched for people and went to the Demon City to ask the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord chuckled and looked out of the sky. This is a scene that is very difficult to understand in later generations. Many people will study the relationship between the Immortal Lord of Creation and the Demon Lord from this point.

Qingyang, who had left the sky above the Heavenly Demon City, returned to Huling City. The Demon Lord did not tell him where Xiaobai was, but pointed out the direction for Qingyang. Although the Demon Lord could travel around the world, this piece of Demon Lord came out once this piece was released.

God, then she is beyond her ability. After all, she was born from this piece of heaven.

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed. On this day, drums suddenly sounded outside the sky. The drums appeared and were faintly visible in the world. It was not very real to listen to them, but even if you listen carefully, you do have them.

Qingyang knew that this was the summoning of the King of Yama in the underworld. After he explained something in the Immortal Art Palace, he went straight to the nine heavens.

For those who did not belong to the Jianhe World, this day came too late.

Now there is no obvious boundary outside the sky and inside the sky. Looking after the drum sound, the more the external circumstances, the looser the laws of heaven and earth will be, the more single it will be, and the more thin the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will become, but a kind of chaotic vitality.

It is also why people in the Zhongyuan World needed to build a spirit pool before they could convert these energy into spiritual energy that suits them. It is precisely because of this reason that it is completely different from the Jianhe World.

The methods of practice, however, the methods of practice are now being integrated with each other.

The drum is called Zhentian Drum. The entire dark and chaotic world is clearly ringing. In this dark sky, it is still called Zhongyuan, and the place that is being peeked at is called the human world

world.

I saw a big drum in the distance above a cloud of clouds. In front of the drum, a naked man was beating with a rhythmic rhythm. The sound of drums was shaking from the drum stick in his hand.

Next to the giant drum on the clouds was there, there was a flag. The flag was as red as blood. There was a big man on the flag. The big man was pitch black and dark, like a real person, with divine light in his eyes, staring at the world,

It is the witch flag of the underworld.

And there is a main hall under the banner, which is square, like a black box man, with an entrance, and the three big words "Yan Hall" are written on it.

The King of Yama in the Underworld may not be the most powerful existence, but among so many people in the Underworld, they cannot be underestimated. The king of each hall is a great master of magical powers.

King Yama is now a person who talks about the underworld, so he summoned the great supernatural powers of the Yuan Dynasty to come to him. Qingyang came to the palace of Yama. The big and thickest halls of the kings in this underworld are.

It means how strong they are.

Now this Hall of Yama is like a truly made of black stones, thick and thick.

The door opens wide and goes straight into it. In one step, the world changes, and when you come in, there is a long hall layout. The opposite door is the main seat, and on both sides of the main seat are two rows of seats. As everyone walks in, the two rows

There will be an extra position in it, but the position is at the end.

Qingyang came early or late. At this time, more than ten people had sat down in the hall, all of whom were extraordinary and all were great powers. However, two of them were particularly attracted by Qingyang's attention, among which

One was sitting there like a mortal, shaking a big palm fan, like a person sitting under a tree to enjoy the cool air in the hot weather. The other was a leisurely old man. The other was a very young man. When he came in the clear sun, he was

Just took a look, then counted my palm lines seriously.

Qingyang sat down on his seat, and the hall was silent for a moment, but there was a faint wind circling in the hall. Qingyang knew that it was not the wind, but some people were communicating based on their divine thoughts.

At this time, someone came in again, a man in a fiery red robe. He walked in and looked around. A seat appeared next to Qingyang. When he came to the seat, he suddenly met Qing.

Yang said: "It looks like you are in a good position, and I want to sit in your position."

"Oh, why?" Qingyang said with a slight squinted eyes.

"Because you are in a good position." The man in a fiery red robe said for granted.

Qingyang looked left and right and found that it was indeed a good location, because there was a woman in white next to her, who looked pure and innocent, while opposite her was a girl who was smiling and looking very delicate.

"It's indeed a good location." Qingyang smiled and said, "But everyone likes to sit in a good location, and I'm no exception."

At this time, the people in the hall who communicated with divine thoughts stopped. The girl who looked very talkative sitting on the Qingyang side smiled and said, "I am so crazy about red clothes, I'm afraid you're the only time this time.

I sat close to Sister Yiyi.”

Her smiling eyes were swept across the woman in white next to Qingyang. Qingyang immediately understood that the woman in white next to her was afraid that she would be called Yiyi. No wonder this person wanted to sit in his seat as soon as he came.

"But not everyone can sit." The man in red reached out and grabbed Qingyang and grabbed it with his hand.

But the moment he grabbed Qingyang's shoulder, Qingyang's shoulder pushed upwards. In their realm, every move was a method. As Qingyang's shoulder was pushed upwards, a huge force hit him.

In the hands of the man in red.

Sitting in the main seat, the Lord of the Yama Palace would not care about this at all. In his opinion, whether you die or live here, it depends entirely on your own ability.

"Bang"

A silent burst sounded, and the man in red instantly retracted his hand, but it still shattered. In just a moment, the eyes of the people in the palace changing when they saw Qingyang.

The face of the man in red also changed. He didn't expect that this inconspicuous person was so strong, but at the same time, anger surged in his heart. After many years, no one could make him.

He didn't think he was weaker than the other party because he was too careless.

He roared and was about to pounce on Qingyang. At this time, the woman in white sitting next to Qingyang suddenly spoke, "You are not his opponent, stop."

The big man's movements stopped immediately, without any unnaturalness. The original anger on his face immediately turned into a pleasing smile: "Yes, yes, Yiyi, why don't you come here with me?

The woman named Yiyi did not answer again. Instead, she closed her eyes. The man was not angry or sat down. Instead, she stood behind Yiyi and stood with her arms in her arms, just like she was protecting her.

Like humans.

He no longer provoked Qingyang, and Qingyang was unwilling to provoke him. He was not here to fight with others.

Soon, someone came in again, one by one, and continued until the fifty-seventh person came in, and sat in the main seat, King Yama suddenly spoke, "Today I will invite everyone, I will not do anything else, and there will be no one.

I have to say, just for one thing, that is, kill Nanluo, kill this person who has already transformed into the laws of heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!