Li Tu defeated the Gray Lord and accomplished an incredible feat. Although no one cheered for him, he was satisfied.
This journey was full of wind and rain, and how difficult it was! The Gray Lord fled in a very embarrassed manner, and was no longer able to compete with him for other sacred physiques.
Li Tu stood on the top of the Ten Thousand Mountains. In front of him was the Ancient Demon Mountain. He once felt that this mountain was unreachable. The Blood Demon Lord was too powerful. His army pressed down on the territory and oppressed the human race. At that time, he almost broke through the Great Wall of Righteousness, and he was also facing death.
In this situation, if the woman in red hadn't suddenly taken action, I'm afraid there wouldn't be Li Tu today. It was all a fate of chance.
Looking back at the past, his enemies have turned into iron-clad bones under his feet, it is really just like a dream in his life.
Now, the only thing that Li Tu doesn't understand is the vague-faced human monk who is enshrined deep in the Death Mountain Temple by the white-haired witch. What is this unknown person? Why was Li Tu killed by the evil god?
After that, they can be resurrected! What kind of bond and relationship are there between the two?
…
A jet black gilded invitation was delivered.
It was a white-clothed ghost. It said respectfully, "Heaven abandoned the Son of God. When the starry sky changed greatly, the strange origin invaded and caused trouble in the world. The ancient sword holder died mysteriously, leaving no trace for future generations.
There is only one way. Now the Evil God is just a trivial matter. The dispute between the two of you can be put aside for the time being. I believe that the Evil God also has this intention."
"Without the sword holder, all the ancient gods are awakening, and all the realms of the starry sky are under threat. The source of strangeness is powerful and menacing. I, the Lord of the Ghost Hall, have specially invited the world's heroes to attend that grand event.
A grand gathering of monsters. If we insist on leaving our hometown, abandoning the starry sky, and escaping to other star fields, it will be very difficult, because this requires restarting the ancient road to the starry sky."
An invitation from the Ghost Palace.
Li Tu took the black invitation and saw the three characters "Ghost Hall" written on it in blood-red cloud seals.
The aura on this invitation is astonishing, and there is a faint sea of blood boiling. If you take it, it seems like a great terror will happen.
Strange invasion, the sword holder dies?
Why did he feel sad at that time? Li Tu asked, was it the ancient human monk with a vague face who was feeling sad?
He once traveled with the ancient sword holder, or sat and talked about Taoism, but now his old friend has passed away, but he is still living in the world, burdened with a heavy mission of heaven and earth, and cannot be relieved.
"Tell your palace master that I will go. The starry sky is a first-class event." Li Tu said.
"good."
The white-clothed ghost tore through the space, turned into a white shadow, and disappeared in a flash.
Li Tu turned into a divine rainbow and came to Tianqi Tower. After explaining some things, he went to the Ghost Hall.
This is a mysterious force. Once upon a time in ancient times, there was a peerless emperor. The Netherworld Emperor was in charge of the ancient Netherworld Road and won the destiny of his life. In that extremely bright Netherworld era, ghosts from all walks of life were guests. This is the emperor’s
Power.
Later, the Netherworld Emperor was brutally surrounded and killed by a group of rising stars in Tiandang Valley. He died tragically, and his path was cut off directly. After that battle, the destiny of heaven was lost, and the Netherworld Palace also lost the respect of all worlds.
Since then, he has been wandering in the ancient sea, hiding from the world, in order to avoid the enemies he accidentally provoked in the past.
It was dormant day after day until today, under the crisis of world destruction, that this ancient force really showed its true colors.
How many years of hiding one's strength and biding time did it take for today's results?
The Nether Palace is filled with gloomy energy. Looking from a distance, it seems that there are endless powerful evil things roaring and roaring. Those dark ghosts are wandering outside the main hall. It is a majestic temple standing on the top of the immortal mountain. There are countless
The dome of the temple, which is supported by black iron sacred trees, is full of grandeur. A huge sculpture of the Netherworld Emperor stands at the entrance of the hall, exuding supreme majesty and glory.
At this time, the people coming and going here are all extraordinary and extraordinary.
There was a group of white-haired old men holding scepters. They closed their eyes and meditated. They were sitting on a huge black bone. The black bones were covered with dense runes. The animal bones were suspended, and the divine light flashed.
Destroyed, the breath is amazing.
Those old men who are about to step into the coffin are extremely mysterious and powerful, and their aura is as deep as the ocean.
They were originally buried there and kept in a state of immortality, but now the whole starry sky is facing a strange invasion. The strong ones cannot survive alone, so they are forced to come out and fight with their old bones to show a way forward for future generations.
There is a dark fog ahead, and you can't see clearly at all, so what should you do? Dear gentlemen, the road is at your feet, just keep walking.
In ancient times, the first batch of human race pioneers were able to blaze a bright road. How can they go backwards now?
There are also a group of women in white with exquisite makeup, standing on a piece of snow-white cloth. The cloth is well-cut and seems to be blessed with a mysterious and powerful formation. There is also a group of armored men, who are fierce and iron-blooded, and have even reached the astonishing level.
One hundred thousand people, they stood on a floating airship glowing with iron armor and a cold light, floating to the Netherworld Temple on the horizon. Inside the airship, it seemed that there was a powerful emperor from ancient times sitting, invincible in the world.
Each of these people invited by the Netherworld Palace is very powerful and has a strong background. They can reach the sky and can decide many major events under the stars.
…
Li Tu also met many acquaintances here, such as the Sword Fairy who once ascended from the fairy world to the prehistoric world, and of course the Ten Ancient Gods. However, they did not look here. With the perception of gods, they would naturally be able to discover
Li Tu's figure, it is said that the evil god is also there, and the most powerful people under the starry sky gather here!
The ten ancient gods sit under the throne of the god, with many worshiping figures, and the endless smell of incense fills the air. Their expressions are neither sad nor happy.
Li Tu walked over and said hello, "Long time no see. I still remember the Ten Ancient Gods."
One of the ten gods wearing armor snorted coldly: "Boy, don't be too arrogant, there will be no good end. We, the first gods, have lived for endless years. What kind of talented and powerful people have not seen?
For people like you, if you don't have a thousand, you might as well have eight hundred. Please be careful, otherwise, the Empress of Qin will be your fate. She once ruled a vast and boundless Immortal Dynasty as the Supreme Empress, but what happened next?
If you offend the gods, you will have to endure powerful divine punishments! Her most capable subordinate, Daqin Longque, a peerless prince, eventually died in the Tai Chi Palace. How pitiful and cruel. This is the punishment of gods. You
Don't be arrogant, it's just that God and I haven't figured out how to punish you yet."
Li Tu chuckled, his voice was like a devil whispering, it seemed to make the gods tremble.
"Don't worry, the Empress of Qin asked me to say hello to you. She has been waiting for you in hell." Li Tu smiled miserably.
It makes some first-time gods become angry and humiliated, to be harmed like this by an insignificant mortal. It really lacks the majesty of a god!
God’s grace is mighty!
How can the throne of God be collided with by a mortal?
…
Li Tu laughed and left.
Now he is also a peerless figure who travels in and out of Qingming, towards Beihai, and Mu Cangwu. How far does a man have to go to become a man?
"Master Li, the Lord of Netherworld Palace wants to meet with you in private. I have something important to discuss with you." A stunning-looking maid in red lowered her head and said.
Li Tu nodded without any objection.
Deep in the Nether Palace.
The Lord of Netherworld Palace wears a ghost mask on his face and a Yin robe. His figure cannot be seen clearly. He is sitting on the throne of the Palace Lord with an extraordinary bearing.
"You're here."
Her voice was clear and cold, like the sound of jade being struck.
"I'm here." Li Tu was surprised that the famous Nether Palace Master was actually a woman, and began to guess her true identity.
Although the Netherworld Palace is said to be hidden in the city and will generally not go out unless it is in a crisis of world destruction, the master of the Netherworld Palace is so powerful. The inheritance of this position needs to be completed in the outside world, so the young master of the palace will inevitably appear in some places in the starry sky.
, in another identity.
Could it be that Li Tu had met her once in some unknown place? The feeling of déjà vu arose spontaneously.
"Palace Master, have we met before?" Li Tu asked.
The master of the palace smiled, shook his head, and said in a regretful tone: "I traveled in the starry sky when I was young, and you were not born yet. Unfortunately, we have never met, but it's okay. There is a saying like this
It is said that when you are young, you must not meet someone who is too amazing, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Li Tu smiled sadly and said, "That's the same reason."
"I wonder what the hell is going on when the master of the palace called me here?"
"For the human monk from Death Mountain, boy, you got his inheritance."
"What do you mean? Do you know his deeds? What is his name?" Li Tu asked anxiously.
"The Great Sword Master, the first-generation disciple of the sword-wielding old man in the starry sky, is known as the person most promising to protect the starry sky and kill the strange origin."
"The Great Sword Master came from the lineage of the sword wielder. He inherited almost all of his master's power. He is extremely powerful. His swordsmanship is almost like that. He has killed dozens of real dragons without dying. No one can see through him."
"It's a pity that he ended up disagreeing with the sword-wielding old man's opinions and ideas, and the two ended up going in opposite directions. The relationship between master and disciple was severed long ago in that duel. As a disciple, he ran away in anger, and the young man
The swordsman wanted to prove to his master that his swordsmanship was correct, but unfortunately, the two never saw each other again after the duel under the stars."
"The spring breeze of peach blossoms and a glass of wine can change the night rain of rivers and lakes for ten years. What a pity this is!"
Li Tu asked: "So, the inheritance of that young swordsman is now in me, right?"
"Yes." The Lord of Netherworld Hall nodded and chuckled, "That's why I invited you here."