The anger in the hall was still suppressed, although the elder made a joke to relax the atmosphere.

But no one can laugh out loud. After all, this matter is too big, and it involves the survival of the God-Sect.

If the eleven nine-star kings cannot kill Luo Yanwang, it will be a huge blow to the God-Divine Sect.

If the imperial realm does not come out, who else can balance the Luo Yan King in the Underworld?

Ying Xiaoyu's face was quite solemn. He sat quietly at the top, without saying a word, and looked out of the hall with deep eyes.

"Everyone, since Elder Yang is protecting the heads, haha, everyone relaxes, isn't it just a little devil? It's easy to erase it." At this time, the other elder laughed and catered to it.

"Yes, everyone doesn't have to worry too much. Who is Yang Junsha? He can rank in the top five on the God-Striving List, and is much stronger than everyone here. With him, he will definitely be able to capture the underworld."

Gradually, the atmosphere in the hall eased as several elders spoke.

The faces of the elders relaxed and all breathed a sigh of relief.

Since we all think that this matter will not be unexpected, it will definitely be possible.

"Master, are you still worried?" An elder smiled.

Ying Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Don't be happy too early. Before the last moment, don't draw conclusions. The underworld is not as simple as imagined. Some real strong people have been hiding dormant, waiting for opportunities to give me a fatal blow to the world."

Upon hearing this, many elders became disgusted, and they had also heard some rumors.

The reason why the underworld is in a downturn is because some powerful people in the underworld seem to be guarding against something? Therefore, they cannot open their hands to interfere in the matter between Yin and Yang.

Otherwise, with the underworld, I would never be so down and out.

"Master, are you saying that those powerful people will take action?" An elder said solemnly.

"Isn't this possible? Although the Luo Hell King rises very quickly? It's not enough to affect the decisions of the powerful people in the underworld."

Ying Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "But there are still some top ghosts in the underworld? What about them? If they take action, just eleven ghost kings are not enough to fill their teeth."

"The leader is too worried? Yang Junsha and others entered the underworld with their bodies of ghosts and would never be discovered. When they approach King Luo Yan, they will directly kill them with the imperial magic weapons? Even if those peak Yin spirits at the King Realm want to take action, there is no time in time." An elder explained.

"I hope so!" Ying Xiaoyu sighed.

"Report!"

At this moment, a hurried voice came from outside the hall, and a disciple of Zhenwu realm ran towards the hall at a very fast speed.

Everyone in the hall was shocked and suddenly looked out of the hall.

"The news is coming." An elder said excitedly.

"It should be done. Listen to the loud and sonorous voice of the disciple? I was excited and I must have received some good news." An elder stroked his white beard and said with a smile.

Ying Xiaoyu's eyes were deep and there was a light blooming. He looked at the disciples who were coming quickly outside the hall, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

As the leader, he knew the threat of King Luo. No one was more nervous about this matter than him.

It’s just that as a powerful emperor, his excitement is hidden deep in his heart.

"Report to the leader, I just got the news about the spy outside the Yin Mansion. There was a terrifying fluctuation of the Emperor's Taoist magic soldiers in the Yin Mansion, and there were many Taoist kings' auras soaring into the sky. It should be that my disciples fought with the Luo Yan of the Underworld." The disciple said hurriedly.

"Haha, the imperial magic weapon has recovered, and the Luo Yan King is over!" An elder laughed.

Ying Xiaoyu felt a little relieved. Since the Emperor's Magic Army recovered, Luo Tian had no reason not to die.

"Has the Shura Sect Master appeared?" Ying Xiaoyu asked suddenly.

"I don't know, but the spy said that there was a magic weapon in the underworld that revived and blocked the Human Emperor Seal." The cultivator said respectfully.

"Report!" At this moment, a hurried voice came from outside the hall again.

Another cultivator entered the hall and looked at the expectant eyes of all the elders in the hall. The cultivator was stunned.

"Why are you standing there? Say!" Ying Xiaoyu said in a low voice.

The cultivator hesitated, and he could feel the expectation in the heart of the leader Ying Xiaoyu.

And the smiles that had already filled the entire face of the elders.

They seemed to be sure that the news they brought was Yang Junsha's feat of leading the disciples of the Divine Sect to destroy the underworld and kill the Luo Yan King in the underworld.

But that's not the case!

The disciple's face turned blue and white, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Everyone was in high spirits, especially the leader, who looked at him anxiously.

It's like the groom about to be in the bridal chamber.

If you tell the news you have received at this time, wouldn’t it be that the groom entered the bridal chamber and found that the bride was a man and collapsed directly?

"Who are you? You are so ink-like? Tell me quickly!" Ying Xiaoyu said in a low voice.

"This..." The disciple's face was pale and trembled all over. Is he so impatient?

The more this happens, the more fear the cultivator is. If he tells the truth, will the leader of the anger slap him to death?

"God of your sins!" The cultivator knelt down with a plop and shouted sadly: "Master, something big happened!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was stunned and suddenly looked at the cultivator.

"What happened? Don't say anything except the news about King Luo today?" an elder said in a low voice.

"Sir, elders, please mourn me!" the cultivator cried out in grief.

"Although it is not news about King Luo Yan, please be mentally prepared." The cultivator trembled.

It was really the reaction of the people in the hall that shocked him. The more he cared about this, the less he dared to say it.

There was an example before. A disciple was slapped to death by an angry elder as soon as he received a mourning death.

That time, the elder died his son.

"Come, pull it out!" Ying Xiaoyu was completely patient, looked at the disciples of the God-Du Cult who could not speak for a long time and shouted angrily.

"Soul Lamp, the soul lamp is out!" the disciple said hurriedly.

"Whose soul lamp is out?"

Everyone in the hall felt a thud.

"The soul lamps of Yang Junsha, Senior Brother Yang and the ten human kings are all gone!" the disciple shouted.

"What?" Ying Xiaoyu was shocked and had a strong fluctuation burst out all over his body. With a wave of his hand, the disciple's body flew over directly, and he held it in his hand.

"Say it again!" Ying Xiaoyu's head was full of black hair, and he was extremely furious, and his body was filled with the rules of the emperor's way, and the fluctuations were strong.

All the elites of the God-Shistoric Sect he carefully selected were destroyed, which made him angry.

"Yang Junsha is dead, he is dead!" The cultivator's face was pale, shocked by the aura emitted by Ying Xiaoyu's body, and his whole body was trembling.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Ying Xiaoyu was completely angry and slapped the cultivator out of the hall with a slap.

"No..." the cultivator exclaimed, his body flew backwards, shattering inch by the time he flew out. By the time he flew out of the hall, it had already turned into ashes.

"After all, I can't escape death!" At the last moment when the cultivator's soul dissipated, he thought of this sentence.

Everyone in the hall looked solemn, and they didn't dare to breathe. Their faces turned ashen and their hearts were filled with storms.

Eleven nine-star human kings and an imperial Taoist magic weapon. Such a lineup failed to win a Luo Yan King at the nine-star Shura realm.

Even if it's the aftermath of a battle, can he be destroyed?

They didn't know that the nine-star Shura they mentioned had already broken through to the king's realm at this time and could no longer be killed with just one after another.

"Did you all hear it?" Ying Xiaoyu's face turned gloomy, his anger surged and his fluctuated violently.

The pressure of the imperial realm spread out, and everyone was trembling.

All the elders nodded repeatedly, especially Elder Yang. His face turned dark. At this moment, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

He just said that if the eleven nine-star kings could not take down one of Luo Yan Kings, he would be killed by hitting him.

Now that the news is coming back, how should he do it? Will he be killed?

All of you are so old, can you keep your word?

Elder Yang was frightened. He quietly looked at the elders around him, but they all looked solemn, thinking about the matter of King Luo. However, no one questioned him, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, they didn't care about me, otherwise there would be no place to put an old face.

"Are you all dumb?" Ying Xiaoyu's face turned gloomy, his eyes were sharp, he glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice.

"This..." many elders panicked.

"Who promised that Luo Yan Wang would die just now?" Ying Xiaoyu shouted angrily.

"Give me your fault, I know my mistake!" Elder Yang was so glad that he suddenly heard this, his legs trembled, and he knelt in the hall with a thud.

Ying Xiaoyu didn't really want to ask about his crime, he was just angry and couldn't find a vent.

All the elders who just swear that Luo Yan Wang would die made him angry.

"Master, it is said that the old leader is well aware of the power of curses. Why would he ask him to come out of seclusion and destroy the Luo Yan King with the power of curses?" an elder whispered.

"Do you think the power of curses can escape the eyes of the empress in the underworld?" Ying Xiaoyu shouted softly.

"This... Master, I have a plan!" At this time, an old man said slowly.

"Say!" Ying Xiaoyu's eyes flashed, he looked at the old man and said in a deep voice.

"A curse does not require too strong support. It mainly involves some obscure spells. As long as you master this spell and lock the target, you can cast it." The old man said slowly.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall lit up and instantly understood the other party’s intentions.

"Is Elder Tang's words..." Ying Xiaoyu's eyes flashed and he said quietly.

"Yes, as long as the old leader comes out of seclusion, locks his target, and handes the casting spells to some juniors. If they cast it, it will not be considered a 'violation'." Elder Tang smiled and said in a faint voice.

When everyone heard this, they nodded, and Elder Tang might be able to do this method.

"Master, I think I can give it a try. Even if it doesn't work, I won't lose much money in my God Sect." An elder whispered.

Ying Xiaoyu's eyes flashed, and the eleven disciples in the kingdom were destroyed, which further improved their judgment on the strength of the incantation.

At this time, the powerful emperor was not allowed to take action, so he had no choice but to try Elder Tang's method.
Chapter completed!