The eighteen levels of hell are not yet complete, and Netherworld has only rebuilt a large framework. From a glance, these hells are empty, with no undulations in the terrain, more like vast expanse of void.

Once they fall into hell, their souls will become confused. They retain their memories, but lose most of their autonomous consciousness. They can only be numbly arranged by the overall will of hell and endure the horrors of various punishments in hell.

pain.

In vain, Emperor Yama and his Yama Lords returned to Netherworld and observed the conditions of the eighteen levels of hell from a water mirror. All Yama Lords, including Lingmo Lord Yama, were very excited, but Netherworld rebuilt the eighteenth level.

The first batch of "harvest" since hell.

The fact that the first batch was so huge, and that they were all gods, made Netherworld, who had been secretly fighting against the sacred mountain, very excited. To no avail, Emperor Yama could predict that his prestige in Netherworld would definitely increase greatly, and he would soon surpass the others.

Emperor Yan.

Lingmo Yanjun asked: "Your Majesty, how should we deal with these guys?"

"All the heroic spirits are refined, and the soul power obtained is used to perfect the eighteen levels of hell. The gods and gods are preserved, and the eighteen levels of hell need them."

"According to the order!"

After all the Yamas retreated, Emperor Wuguo showed a relieved smile and murmured to himself: "I have finally completed this crucial step, Song Zheng, I really want to thank you."

He suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the water mirror. The picture of God Yi was enlarged. To no avail, Emperor Yan reached out and grabbed it. He actually passed through the water mirror and took three divine arrows from God Yi!

Then he carefully packed the three divine arrows into a dull black leather bag, then took out a dark golden rope and tied the bag tightly, completely covering up the breath of the three divine arrows.

He recovered the water mirror and dispersed it, turned around and walked into the back hall. In an inconspicuous corridor, he suddenly stepped out and entered a secret void passage. A moment later, he walked out of a sea of ​​stars.

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It is extremely chaotic here, with chaotic void cracks scattered throughout the entire billions of miles, and broken stars are constantly falling into it. This kind of area is called the "Grave Star Field" in the star sea.

One of the most dangerous areas is one that even the gods are unwilling to enter easily.

The Wuguo Hell Emperor appeared not long ago. In the void in front of him, a little light lit up, and soon it condensed into a vortex of light. A voice came from inside: "Did you get it?"

In vain, Emperor Yama threw the black skin bag into the light group, and then asked: "How is the progress on your side?"

"It's going pretty well. Now that we have this God-Destroying Arrow, our plan can be fully launched." Then the voice was suddenly full of resentment and roared in a low voice: "After so many years, we finally see the hope of revenge!

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"The sacred mountain will definitely collapse!" The fruitless Yama Emperor also gritted his teeth and vowed.

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Song Zheng was welcomed by the ascended masters and returned to the Hongwu World. He quietly returned to the Small Cave Heaven World of Refining, still guarding the door obediently.

Then according to the previous plan, various countries and tribes handled this matter in a low-key manner, without any publicity about Song Zheng's actions, and did not intend to use this matter to further enhance Song Zheng's prestige.

This was Song Zheng's initiative. The plan to deal with Yi this time may also be used on other gods. Song Zheng hoped that these gods would preach and spread faith in the Hongwu world.

If ordinary people know the inside story of this time, it will definitely have an impact on future plans.

In the small refining cave, Zhou Sheng and Ji En worked hard and expected to complete all the refining work much earlier than planned. Song Zheng went in every few days to take a look and suppress their anger towards each other.

Most of the time, he quietly flew into the sea of ​​​​stars, meditating and practicing near Tianxing Castle to consolidate his realm.

He is seeking the opportunity to be further promoted to a demigod on land.

This is very difficult. According to the current situation of the Hongwu world, the end point of all cultivation paths is to ascend to the strong. If you want to go further after reaching this level, you can only ascend and go to a higher level world to continue.

But after the destruction of the fairy world, only the divine world remained in the high-level world.

If you want to become a demigod on land, one sure way is to find the soul and fuse it like Emperor Huaxu.

However, there are great risks in doing so, especially in the current environment. Song Zheng seriously doubts that if he can really find a soul, it will probably be arranged by someone on the sacred mountain. Once he fuses it, the final outcome will definitely be worse than

It would be even more miserable to be controlled by the sky fire.

Apart from this path, Song Zheng couldn't think of any good way for a while. He secretly communicated with the Ancestral Sword many times and put forward some ideas together, but after the final deduction, he felt that there were hidden dangers and could not guarantee that everything would be foolproof.

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One day, he suddenly felt something and was shocked: "What's going on?"

Deep in the netherworld, a white jade coffin was opened, and Zhao Xiao stood up from it, frowning slightly, looking at everything around him with some confusion.

Her memory still stayed at the moment of her death. She looked around at the vast void and dimness. She could feel her current state: she was truly dead.

However, I feel that I have some power in my "hands". These powers are aimed at dead creatures, and they are very powerful!

There were several people standing around her, and a pretty woman with a bit of naughty eyes half-bowed and said, "Welcome Mr. Zhao Xiaoyan!"

Immediately afterwards, several others also said together: "Greetings, Lord Yan of Zhao Xiao, you are the seventh Lord of Hell under His Majesty Wuguo Yama."

"Yan Jun..." Zhao Xiao lost her voice. In an instant, huge thoughts rushed from all directions and penetrated into her mind, making her understand her current identity and...what exactly happened!

In order to "repay" Song Zheng, the Emperor of Hell used one million heroic spirits and the soul power of thirty-six gods to promote himself to Lord of Hell! He also used the isolation of the Netherworld to completely cut off the connection between himself and the Heavenly Fire.

!

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Song Zheng's face was livid, and he understood that this was the "little gift" that Emperor Wuguo had told him before. It seemed to have helped him a lot. Zhao Xiao turned into Lord Yan. Although he could not be reincarnated, at least he was completely freed from the control of the sky fire.

And the two of them can meet at any time.

But Zhao Xiao is now controlled by Emperor Wuguo again!

Sure enough, when it comes to the order of gods, there is no good thing.

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Lingmo Yanjun whistled towards the distance of this space, and countless souls suddenly appeared in this world. These souls lowered their heads and lowered their hands, appearing extremely obedient.

At a glance, Zhao Xiao saw that it was a total of five million!

She looked at Lingmo Yanjun with some confusion, who smiled slightly and said: "This is my gift to Zhao Xiaoyanjun. Don't worry about anything. Song Zheng and I are very good friends."

This sentence made Zhao Xiao even more uncomfortable, because Lingmo Yanjun intentionally or unintentionally placed an accent on the word "friend".

Lord Lingmo Yan said to the five million souls: "From today on, you belong to Lord Zhao Yaoyan." The souls reacted a little dull and slow, and Lord Lingmo Yan suddenly shouted sternly: "Why don't you hurry up and do it for Your Excellency Lord Zhao Yaoyan?"

Build a palace!”

As the voice became harsher, tiny bolts of thunder and lightning emerged from the surrounding void, like whips, constantly lashing out at every soul.

They suddenly screamed and moved quickly.

The soul of the master craftsman in front of him began to design, while the ordinary soul carried various materials, and the side quickly turned into a huge construction site.

Lingmo Yanjun smiled slightly at Zhao Xiao and said: "As time goes by, you will understand that these guys are all bitches, and they will only move if they are whipped."

Zhao Xiao frowned but still said nothing. Her temperament was still as cold as before.

Lingmo Yanjun didn't seem to notice Zhao Xiao's alienation at all, and enthusiastically took her hand: "Let's go, come with me to meet His Majesty."

Zhao Xiao withdrew his hand without leaving a trace and asked: "Greetings?"

"You are now the Lord of Hell under Wuguo Yama, so of course you must be the first to see His Majesty." Lingmo Lord Yama suddenly wiped away his joking attitude and became serious and said: "You must be loyal to Your Majesty. This is a seal of honor.

It is your duty as a minister, otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous. You have to understand that Emperor Yama is the most powerful existence in the Netherworld, just like the main god on the sacred mountain.

Your Majesty can turn you into Lord Yama, or you can take away all this easily."

Zhao Xiao thought for a while, nodded and said: "Please lead the way."

Lingmo Yanjun smiled again and turned into that smart and happy look: "That's right, let's go." She waved to the other Yanjuns around her: "Don't follow me, go back and do your own business.

It’s something about that.”

The other Yan Juns said goodbye to Zhao Xiao, and Zhao Xiao nodded in response one by one, still treating others in a cold manner.

Surprisingly, none of the normally aloof people expressed any dissatisfaction with Zhao Xiao's attitude.

"Let's go." Lingmo Yanjun grabbed Zhao Xiao and stepped out, already reaching another space in the Netherworld.

The place is filled with a chilling atmosphere, and even the temperature has reached the point where dripping water turns into ice. Fortunately, Zhao Xiao is now Lord of Hell, and has nothing against this level of coldness.

Lord Lingmo Yan bowed in front of a huge palace and said, "Please see Your Majesty."

She pulled Zhao Xiao and asked her to kneel down together.

There were countless powerful ghost generals guarding both inside and outside the palace. They each performed their duties, but they paid no attention to the two Lords of Hell kneeling outside the door, as if they had not seen them.
Chapter completed!