Looking at Chen Weiming in front of him, Ming Dao was stunned and then laughed: "I still thought it was the one from the Senluo Hell. I didn't expect it to be you. You have been dead for so many years, so why are you alive again?"

"I'm living well, how can I say I'm dead!" Chen Weiming also laughed: "I was happy on Yuanshi Star. If I hadn't heard that you had endured hardships in Tongtian Star, I wouldn't know how comfortable I'm living now."

Wu Zidao looked at Mingdao and shook his head: "If you want to practice, you can go overseas, why should you be here? If Chen Weiming hadn't come back this time and just caught an informed prisoner, you would be in danger."

"Is there anything not dangerous?" Ming Dao didn't care: "Changing a place is just a dangerous one."

He pointed at Chen Weiming again: "Like this guy, I will never be honest anywhere. Without a dormant heart as an ant, how could I have a peaceful life?"

Then he sighed: "What a pity, I was already mentally prepared to die before I could live. Maybe I could make a breakthrough by using this. You will make me lose my achievements."

He is already very talented, and has been seeking a way out in a life-and-death battle over the years. His cultivation has grown extremely fast. He is already at the sixth level of the Golden Immortal, three levels higher than Chen Weiming.

After looking around, Wu Zidao said worriedly: "Go away quickly, I feel that there are more and more people in the Senluo Hell."

"Don't leave!" Ming Dao shook his head without hesitation: "I didn't plan to leave before you came, let alone you have already arrived. Sooner or later, they will be enemies of the opponent, and you need to touch it first."

"You..."

Wu Zidao was furious, but was interrupted by Chen Weiming: "He was right. He has arrived. I don't rush to leave. Let's take a look first. A friend of mine said that the most potential of the Senluo Hell is these ten generals. Sooner or later, they will be the most troublesome opponent. It's better to contact them in advance and maybe you can find flaws."

"It's right to contact in advance, but this..." Wu Zidao shook his head: "In this case, when? We don't even know what level of opponents are and what Taoist patterns we practice."

"That's why we have to contact us!" Chen Weiming smiled: "No need to worry, we are waiting in the Heavenly Palace of the God of the God. If things cannot be done, just leave."

After saying this, Wu Zidao no longer insisted. Chen Weiming and Ming Dao plundered a lot of wine and meat in the city, and then went to the Panshen Palace to eat and chat.

This is not the first time the two of them have encountered this situation. They were imprisoned by the imperial royal family in the Earth Immortal Realm, and in the end they were brought to save them. Speaking of the past, the two of them felt a little more.

People inside were chatting and laughing, while there were more and more monks in the Hell of the Forest Rou. Whether it was the arrival of the general or the appearance of the Heavenly Palace of the Shrine, they had attracted the attention of this force. Even the demon clan and the Immortal Alliance, there were also strong people coming quietly, hiding in the dark to see what was going to happen here.

Time passed day by day, and a month later, a fighting spirit fell from the sky, and the three people who were eating barbecue in the Heavenly Palace of the Panshen stopped immediately.

"Here you come!"

Ming Dao wiped the corner of his mouth, stood up and moved his muscles and bones, and was about to go out.

"No hurry!"

Chen Weiming stopped him and signaled to take a look before talking.

The fighting spirit was like a flame, stirring and burning. Soon, a thin man fell from the sky.

"A short guy!"

Ming Dao smiled slightly. Although the person who came was extraordinary, his figure was extremely short, less than five feet long. However, his eyes were extremely spiritual, and he felt like an eagle.

Chen Weiming activated the eyes of breaking the false and true existence to scan, the thunder and lightning pattern, the third level of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and the true energy is extremely thick, which is indeed comparable to ordinary monks.

Immediately, the voice transmitter informed Ming Dao of the situation and said, "From the breath and true qi, we should not be his opponents. Should we make any more conspiracy?"

Ming Dao shook his head: "During this period, I have killed a lot of Daluo Jinxian. If I see an opponent who is stronger than me and run away, it would be better to waste my cultivation and avoid the earth immortal world."

Chen Weiming nodded, without dissuading him, but just reminded him: "If the situation is wrong, go to the Panshen Heavenly Palace. The other party's talent is no worse than you. It is a great level higher than that, and it is not embarrassing."

"I understand!" Mingdao grinned: "I'm just fighting, not seeking death. If you always know their situation, let me try it first."

After saying this, he held the knife in his hand and turned into a black shadow and rushed out.

Seeing the Black Knife in Ming Dao's hand, Chen Weiming suddenly realized that he had only talked to Ming Dao about his experience these days, and actually ignored the extremely important thing that he saw. Ming Dao could not refine weapons, and now he is still using the Black Knife of the Death Knife from the past.

There are many gaps on the blade and it is not lightly damaged, so I am afraid it doesn’t have much power.

Looking at the Nether Sword flying out of the Cold God Heavenly Palace, the short monk frowned and asked, "Are you the Nether Sword?"

"It's your grandfather!" Ming Dao shouted loudly: "You can also sign up to avoid being named after death."

"I am the eighth general Huang Qi!" The short monk shook his head and cursed: "What a bunch of wastes. I still think of him as a person. He is just a golden immortal. He can cause so many troubles. He has to let me do it. This time the prince is really misleading."

"It's indeed a group of waste!" Ming Dao laughed: "There is no one who can beat the Senluo Hell except for the more people, the less people, and the more powerful they bully the weak. There are more than ten Daluo Golden Immortals who died in my hands, and you are not alone."

"No need to use the method of provoking me!" Huang Qi said coldly: "You are very good. You have already attacked your heart before you take the initiative to suppress a realm and fight you. Sorry, I'm not that stupid. If you don't have enough cultivation, you can only blame yourself for your poor luck and lack of strength. No one will wait for you to become stronger."

"It would be fine if I didn't come, whatever you want. Since you are here, your head will be my merit. Remember my name, Huang Qi, if there is reincarnation, remember to come to me for revenge in the next life."

While speaking, the true energy began to be activated, and it rose layer by layer, and in an instant it became like a mountain rushing towards me. Even Chen Weiming and Wu Zidao in the Heavenly Palace of the God of the God could feel the powerful sense of oppression.

The top ten generals of the Senluo Hell are indeed well-known.

The Nether Dao took a deep breath, and the strong wind blew over his face, making a sound, like a knife.

Stabilize your mind and withstand the pressure. The black knife of death in your hand pointed at Huang Qi: "If you die, remember to wait for me in reincarnation. After going to hell, I will kill you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the sky and a big dark sword shot towards Huang Qi.

"Thunder Prison!"

Huang Qi shouted deeply, and turned into a ball with lightning in his hand, which exploded instantly. Countless lightnings blasted in all directions, but a thunderbolt dispelled the Great Nether Sword, and other lightnings rushed around the town.

It was connected to the sky and the earth, tightly surrounding the entire town, with white light dense, just like a mirror, and even a fly could not fly over, blocking all the way.

Thunder Prison, Thunder Prison. To be continued.
Chapter completed!