Chapter 55 The Lord of Death

Song Ming immediately chose to leave hell and go to the underworld.

It is because he has to be careful of having the main god and not being able to attack a god. Among them, the one Song Ming is most defensive to is the Lord of Light "Augusta".

As the other side of the "Master of Destiny" Aofu, the Master of Light, "Augusta", is greedy, cunning, despicable, and shameless, and uses any means to do everything for the purpose.

The Lord God is very important to the face. However, this is not applicable to the Lord of Light ‘Augusta’!

Song Ming arrived at the underworld and manipulated metal life. The speed of metal life reached ten million miles a day, ten times faster than the metal life of ordinary gods.

"The four rule masters, the Lord of Destiny and the Lord of Light are the same person. The Lord of Destruction is arrogant, domineering, the Lord of Life is low-key, and the Lord of Death is the most mysterious. The Lord of Death is the Lord of Death!" Song Ming's eyes were strange: "The Lord of the Four Rules Masters, the Lord of Death has the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, as the Lord of Death, but the Lord of Death, without the Lord of Death."

"If I go to Netherworld Mountain, as the Lord of Death, Lord of Death will definitely protect me and not be afraid of Lord of Light." Song Ming was very calm. He could return to the Magnolia Continent or find a material plane, but if there was a Lord of Death that was really bad for him, then he would be able to conceal the material plane for the rest of his life and could not go to the God plane or the Supreme Plane.

How could this make Song Ming feel willing?

The material plane is too weak, just like a cage. If the God of Great Perfection is not forced, who would have been willing to stay in the material plane all the time?

There are a total of 12 billion miles from the Holy Mountain of the Undead to the Nether Mountain. With the flight speed of the Song and Ming Dynasty controlling metal life, it takes three years to fly to reach it.

Song Ming naturally could be faster, without using metal life. He could reach Netherworld Mountain in less than a year, but that was unnecessary.

Metal life was flying at an extremely fast speed. Before I knew it, Song Ming arrived at Netherworld Mountain.

Looking through the transparent window of metal life, I saw that in the distance, a mountain rising into the sky was as dazzling as the mountain. The mountain was filled with a faint green light. At first glance, it looked like a green peak. If you look closely, you will find that the green light was constantly flashing.

"It's true that he is worthy of being the number one master in the underworld!" Song Ming smiled on his face. The mountain alone reached a height of one million meters, which was incredible.

When Song Ming arrived at Youming Mountain, he saw that the mountain was covered with clouds and mist. The lower half of the mountain was covered with white mist, while the upper half of the mountain was covered with gray mist. The highest peak area of ​​the mountain was covered with purple mist. Because of the three-color mist, it was impossible to see through the internal situation of Youming Mountain.

Of course, the most unique thing about this Netherworld Mountain is the chain of heaven and earth!

See-

Like a waterfall, from the highest end of the Netherworld Mountain, lightning chains hang down. Until the foot of the mountain, hundreds of millions of lightning chains with ordinary people's waists drooped down, just covering the surface of the clouds and mists. There is about one or two meters between adjacent lightning chains.

"The master of death is really shocking." Song Ming looked at the lightning chain and secretly admired: "Each lightning chain is million meters long."

Song Ming did not enter Netherworld Mountain directly, but went to Netherworld Hotel. At Song Ming's speed, he arrived at Netherworld Hotel in just a few breaths. Netherworld Hotel is a standard courtyard, and there is a three-story building in front of these courtyards. There are four big characters written on this three-story building - Netherworld Hotel!

Song Ming saw that there was a large area of ​​grass in front of the gate of the hotel, and in the middle of the grass was a bay of lake water. A pretty red-haired girl was sitting by the lake fishing.

What a beautiful girl!

Song Ming swallowed his saliva. Although he knew that the girl was the divine clone of the Lord of Death, Song Ming found that at this moment, he was actually moved.

"This God-Lord of Death is here, and others don't know. If you look down on the beauty, the Lord of Death is no wonder." Song Ming's heart moved, then picked a bouquet of flowers from the lake, came to the pretty red-haired girl with a smile, and said, "Hi, beauty, I'll give you this bouquet of flowers!"

"Oh? Why did you give me flowers?" The pretty girl glanced at Song Ming and said coldly.

"In my hometown, if you like a girl, I will give her a bouquet of flowers to express my love." Song Ming said with a smile.

The pretty girl's face turned cold: "There are so many people who like this girl, but not many people can meet this girl's requirements."

"Oh, I don't know what your request is for beautiful women, tell me it." Song Ming raised his eyebrows, feeling that teasing the divine clone of the Lord of Death is also a very accomplished thing.

"This girl's conditions are very simple, and the one who can beat me is the one who can beat me!" The pretty girl glanced at Song Ming coldly: "What is not as capable as mine, but she is not qualified to win my favor!"

"Haha, this is simple!" Song Ming laughed.

"call out!"

The pretty red-haired girl suddenly swung the fishing rod, and the fishing line drew a strange track and directly wrapped around Song Ming.

The fishing line kept flying, strangely... the entire space rolled like waves under the spiral of the fishing line, and strangely generated a space vortex, directly covering Song Ming.

"Good means!" Song Ming knew that the pretty red-haired girl could do this, because she had integrated five mysteries in the mysteries of the water system, and the other hand, she was the divine clone of the Lord of Death, with 60% of the great perfect will. Facing a move, even the top palace master could not resist.

However, Song Ming was a real God of Great Perfection. His hand, which contained the power of will, reached towards the fishing line, suppressed the fishing line, and then his other hand reached towards the pretty red-haired girl's slender waist.

A look of surprise flashed in the pretty red-haired girl's eyes. Unexpectedly, Song Ming was actually the superior god of the Great Perfection, but she didn't dodge her. She was held by Song Ming and was wrapped around her slender waist for the first time. The pretty red-haired girl's body stiffened and her mind was blank.

"It smells so good! So soft!" Song Ming became more and more eager. Seeing that the pretty girl did not resist, he kissed the pretty girl's lips directly!

"He...he..." The pretty red-haired girl's mind was blank, and her body seemed to have countless electric currents flowing through her.

She has never been so frivolous.

A strange feeling arose from her heart. This feeling was something she had never experienced before and had never understood before.

"From now on, you will be my woman!" Song Ming hugged the pretty girl. At this moment, he no longer thought about it. She was the divine clone of the Lord of Death. He only knew that this girl made her heart moved. This was something he had never appeared in the Panlong world.

"Who... who is your woman! Let me down!" said the pretty red-haired girl softly. At this time, many people in the Netherworld Hotel looked over, showing a meaningful look, and many people gave Song Ming a thumbs up.

"You are my woman!" How could Song Ming put down the pretty red-haired girl at this time? Sometimes women cannot really listen to their words, but they have to listen to the opposite.

Song Ming hugged him tighter instead!

The pretty red-haired girl was struggling to get up, but this kind of struggle seemed powerless and could not break free.

"Let me go, we are not suitable! Otherwise you will regret it in the future!" The pretty red-haired girl blushed.

Song Ming looked at the pretty red-haired girl with deep affection: "There is a saying in my hometown that life is precious, and freedom is more expensive. If it is for love, both can be abandoned!"

"From the first time I saw you, I was moved and fell in love with you deeply! No matter how strong I am, I can't compare to you! Even if I offend the Lord God, I want to marry you!" Song Ming looked at the pretty red-haired girl.

"Life is precious, and freedom is more expensive. If it is for love, both can be abandoned!" The pretty red-haired woman murmured to herself in a low voice.

......

"Life is precious, and freedom is more expensive. If it is for love, both can be abandoned!"

On the top of the Netherworld Mountain, a purple-black palace, and a biting cold aura slowly emerged from the palace. In the palace, a woman in a purple robe sat on the throne, with branches, vines and silver snake patterns embroidered with long red hair like blood and delicate face, as if she was the noblest and most beautiful woman in the world.

At this moment, this woman was muttering to herself in a low voice, her expression was quite complicated.

"Is this human love?" She was a little confused, a little scared, and a little helpless.

She is the Lord of Death among the four rulers.

The Lord of Death is the oldest life in the world and the oldest main god. But for billions of years, she has never understood why there are so many love, hate, and why those ants are crazy for love.

But now, she found herself confused and in a trance.

......

"If you want to marry me, then you will be destructive to achieve the Great Perfection." The pretty red-haired girl rose from Song Ming's arms and put forward a condition: "The one who can become my husband must be the most unique in the world! Although there are not many gods in the world, there are still more than forty!"

"In the world, no one has two rules, and the rules have reached the perfection!" said the pretty red-haired girl blushingly, "If you can't do it, never think about marrying me."

As he said that, the pretty red-haired woman moved and disappeared.

"The Rules of Destruction, Is Great Perfection?" Song Ming murmured to himself in a low voice.

Immediately, Song Ming's eyes were full of perseverance, and he found that his heart was filled with a mysterious power.

With the auxiliary system, Song Ming had no doubt that the rule of destruction reached the Great Perfection.

"I don't know what magical effect the Netherworld Fruit has, but it can actually make great progress. If I can take Netherworld Fruit, maybe I can make great progress." Song Ming shook his body and headed towards Netherworld Mountain.
Chapter completed!