"There is actually a palace here!"

Mu Wushuang looked at the huge palace in front of him and was so surprised.

The barrier separates the water deep under the sea, and actually builds such an exquisite Hua Palace, which can even isolate her spiritual consciousness. It can be seen that the person who arranged this barrier is absolutely above her, and this palace has obviously existed for countless years, and this barrier and the palace are still well preserved.

Who did such a complicated construction of such a gorgeous palace?

Why did the Yin soldiers teleport the black coffin to this nearby? Will this palace be related to the Pluto?

Naturally, she could not associate this gorgeous palace with the underworld. In her mind, the underworld connected to the eighteen levels of hell, which must be a very gloomy place.

So she was very curious about what kind of palace is this palace and who is living in it?

There is a plaque on the palace, but it is blank, as if there were words on it before, but now the words have disappeared, turning the palace into an unknown palace.

After exploring the spiritual sense, there was no longer any popularity.

I don't know how long it has been since I lived in it.

"Go in and have a look."

Long Moshen held her hand and walked towards the huge palace with her.

They didn't see it. After they pushed open the palace gate and crossed the threshold, three ancient words suddenly appeared on the blank plaque - the Palace of the King of Hell.

The palace was empty, but very exquisite, everything was well preserved without even a layer of dust.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty hall, which seemed a bit melodious. This is deep in the seabed, and the echoes are particularly obvious.

Wushuang let go of his spiritual consciousness and looked carefully, not missing any details, but there was no object left here that could indicate the identity of the owner of the palace. Although the decorations left here were luxurious and beautiful, they could not see anything.

"Someone is here, can we finally stop hungry?"

Suddenly, a breeze drifted by, bringing a whisper.

She and the emperor looked at each other and narrowed their eyes.

"Shh, whisper, don't let them hear it."

"A Pang, these two people are so beautiful, it's a pity to eat."

"How can we not eat? If we don't eat, we will be hungry and ascend to heaven. Lao Ma, we cannot be kind."

Two light sounds came from the corner, rustling.

Wushuang looked at the sound, and she said why she couldn't feel the existence of someone? It turned out that these two people could no longer be called human beings. Their bodies were almost transparent, and they couldn't even see their appearance clearly, and they could not feel a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations. Their soul aura was very weak, just like air.

These two transparent "people" are discussing how to eat her and Long Moshen.

"Ah! She seems to be looking at me! Abang, I'm so scared!"

The "man" called Lao Ma said nervously.

Abang said: "You are so unreliable! Don't forget what we are. Normal people cannot see us. Only dead people can see us!"

"But I'm still scared. I've never eaten anyone!"

"I haven't eaten it either. There's always a first time in everything. I can't remember how long it took for us to eat. If we don't eat, we will really die."

Hearing this, Wushuang pulled the Emperor's hand and told him not to do it first. These two transparent people have strange identities and are they planning to eat people for the first time. I don't know who they are, are they left behind before, or are the lonely ghosts who accidentally ran in?

"Then I'll eat that woman. Her meat looks a little more fragrant and easier to bite. The man has thick skin and thick flesh. I have bad teeth and will definitely not be able to bite."

Long Mo deep with thick skin and flesh:...

The two transparent people floated over hesitantly, getting closer, and their appearances faintly showed outlines.

The man with a bad mouth and a little slight call, actually had a bull head with pointed horns on his head. His facial features resemble humans, but his nose is also awesome. He also had a silver ring on it, and the human body below his head.

The man named Lao Ma really has nothing to do with the word "ma". He is taller than Ah, and it is mainly higher than that of this head. Yes, yes, he has a horse's head and a long face. The commonly known horse face is much shorter than his face.

Niu Tou A Pang's voice was trembling and not brave enough, but he looked more ferocious than the old horse with a horse's face.

If you go out, you will definitely scare a lot of children.

Just as Wushuang was thinking that this was the hell's soul-catching messenger, the cowhead and horse-faced man, he bit her arm with his mouth.

"Crack!"

Two teeth fell to the ground.

"Hiss! What kind of arm is this woman? Is my teeth broken? Is my teeth lost!" Niu Tou Aping covered her mouth and screamed.

Mu Wushuang blinked innocently, but it was nothing to do with her. She was a body refiner, and her body was extremely strong and could not even cut into the sword, let alone teeth.

"A Pang, it must be because we haven't eaten for so long and our teeth have deteriorated. You get out of the way and I'll try it."

The old horse face pushed Apang away the cow's head and bit Mu Wushuang's other arm.

"Crazy!"

Lao Ma fell six or seven of his teeth in one mouthful.

Lao Ma held the teeth on the ground and cried out loud:

"It doesn't work! Why are we so miserable!"

No teeth anymore, and speaks breathlessly.

Long Moshen frowned, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and after getting wet, he wiped Wushuang's arms again and again.

The bullhead and horse face were stunned and saw a look of horror in their eyes.

"There is a ghost!"

Suddenly, Lao Ma didn't care about the teeth in his hand, shouted, and hugged A Pang in a bunch.

Mu Wushuang burst out laughing. If you want to say ghosts, shouldn’t it be him and Niu Tou be ghosts? Why do you say that she and the emperor are ghosts?

"We are not ghosts."

She said.

"It's really a ghost! They can not only see us, but also hear us talking!" A Pang shouted in fright.

"Tight, tie!" Lao Ma, with breathable teeth, nodded wildly, frightened.

"Niutao and horse face, you are the soul-catching messengers of the underworld, why can't you even tell whether you are a human or a ghost?" Wushuang asked loudly.

Niu Tou and Ma Hou were stunned. She actually knew their identities?

"You are really not ghosts?" A Pang asked carefully.

"We are humans." To be precise, it can also be called immortals. "Besides, you are soul-catching messengers, you should be afraid of you. What are you afraid of ghosts?"

"We are so weak that we can swallow us by just a lonely ghost in the grave. Of course we are afraid of ghosts!"

Lao Ma said, and after saying that, he covered his leaking mouth awkwardly.

Wushuang realized that they were afraid of being swallowed by other ghosts. She said, how could the soul-catching messenger be afraid of ghosts?
Chapter completed!