Underworld, Western Outerland!

A vast inland sea.

"boom!"

The endless sea water soared into the sky, and billions of ghosts wandered around the world.

The endless ghost generals and the ghost king flew around, and the chains of the black prison rushed straight to the sea.

On the sea, countless strong men were fighting. The entire sea and sea water were all blown up.

"roar!"

"No!"

Deep in the dry sea, the roar of Saint Wu Tian came, and there was endless unwillingness in the voice.

The dead sea is surrounded by heaven, but at this moment, it is impossible to be leveraged by the saints.

Thousands of troops trapped him in it.

At the center, thinning chains passed through the body of Saint Wu Tian, ​​and were pierced with bones and flesh everywhere, and spread out.

In a blink of an eye, Saint Wu Tian was unable to move except his head.

With his disheveled hair, Saint Wu Tian was even more embarrassed than when he was in the world, and was captured.

The first saint? The first saint at this moment is just a prisoner, locked by chains, and is infinitely tragic.

Thousands of troops and countless ghost kings, all of whom looked at the saint with cold faces.

There is no slight respect for the saint, only a fighting spirit that soars into the sky.

The saint is imprisoned, right in front of the saint.

At this moment, a man wearing a black and red dragon robe stood quietly in the void.

The man wore a flat crown on his head, his face was thin, and there was an infinite arrogance in his eyes. The most special thing was that there was a gap between the man's eyebrows, occasionally splitting apart, revealing a very strange third eye.

Behind the man, there were a group of officials standing, looking at the man with great respect.

Saint Wu Tian looked at the emperor with a look of sadness and anger on his face.

"The Emperor of Daxing Tian, ​​Ming Tianhan!" Saint Wu Tian roared in grief and anger.

The western outskirts of the underworld, the lord of the Great Xingtian Court, the dark sky is cold!

"Prepare Wu Tian to the Heavenly Prison!" Ming Tianhan said lightly.

"Here!" The ghost generals agreed.

"No!" Wu Tian roared in grief.

However, the Dazheng Army was too fierce. Saint Wu Tian could not resist at all at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, Saint Wu Tian became a prisoner of the Great Xingtian Court!—

The world of the world, outside the west and outside the continent!

Yan Chuan left, and Wu Zi went back too.

Saint Ximen also found out from a cultivator that everything that happened in Wutian's territory.

"Da Zhen? Another force has risen in this world!" Saint Ximen said solemnly.

Ice Demon Territory.

Yan Chuan brought Mo Yuxi to the battlefield where his son left.

Looking in front of him, tears flowed down Mo Yuxi's eyes again.

Yan Chuan gently wiped Mo Yuxi.

"Don't worry, my son will definitely come back!" Yan Chuan said softly.

"Um!"

In Yan Chuan's arms, Mo Yuxi cried again, and finally his emotions stabilized.

"Meng Yi, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, quickly return to Xianyang to guard Xianyang!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Meng Yi responded.

"Also, you have just entered the Great Zhen and have followed Meng Yi back to Xianyang!" Yan Chuan said to the newly summoned people.

"Yes!" a group of cultivators responded.

The army left quickly.

In a blink of an eye, only Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi were left on the dragon chariot, and Bai Qi and Yin Hentian were standing beside him.

Yan Chuan flew to a forest with Mo Yu!

In the mountains and forests, the zombie Yanchuan was waiting.

Mo Yuxi saw the zombie Yan Chuan and his expression moved slightly. Although he had known it before, he was still full of surprise at this moment. Two Yan Chuans?

"Go back with my other body. I have some things to deal with!" Yan Chuan, a human body, said softly.

Looking at the human body, and then at the zombie Yanchuan, Mo Yuxi finally nodded: "Well, be careful!"

"Don't worry!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Let's go!" Zombie Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Mo Yuxi nodded.

The two suddenly turned into a stream of light and headed towards the east.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath and flew back to the dragon chariot again.

"Holy King?" Bai Qi said in confusion.

"Let's go!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Yes!" Bai Qi responded and drove the dragon car north again-

The underworld, the eastern continent, the territory of the heaven and the palace of the heaven.

A group of descendants and disciples stood in front of the saint transformed into heaven.

"Old ancestor, the Zuo family is arrogant. The entire Dongwai continent has been circulating at this moment. You are about to destroy Dazhen!" Huabing said with an ugly face.

"Zuo Chunqiu!" There was anger in Hua Zuntian's voice.

Just then, a voice came from outside the hall: "Old ancestor, Zuo family Zuo Hong asked for a meeting!"

"He's here again? It's what he promoted!" Huabing said with a ugly face.

"Let him come in!" Hua Zuntian said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Soon, Zuo Hong, dressed in red robe, stepped into the hall again.

"Zuo Hong, is it you who proclaimed that I want to destroy the Great Zhen Holy Court?" Hua Zuntian said in a deep voice.

"Didn't the saint agree? Please kill Yin Hentian and Yan Chuan quickly!" Zuo Hong said with a smile.

"Rareless!" Hua Zuntian shouted coldly.

Zuo Hong's face suddenly changed, and a panic flashed in her eyes, but it soon recovered.

"By the way, saint, a few days ago, the head of the family who was in seclusion sent me a letter to you, asking me to hand it over!" Zuo Hong said in a deep voice.

As he said that, Zuo Hong handed out a letter.

The saint looked at Zuo Hong with anger and reached out to take it.

Tear open the envelope and expand the letter.

There is only one line of words above the letter—

Not the lotus god colluded with the Yin family, who is that? Hua Zuntian, I think you know better than anyone else!—

"Bang!"

The saint couldn't help but pinch the letter, and the letter was instantly crushed into powder.

With a swipe of the sleeves, the powder instantly dissipated.

Everyone in the hall showed surprise, but the saint's hands clenched in their sleeves.

"Sage, the head of the family said, this letter can make you agree!" Zuo Hong said in a little scared.

The saint turned his head, looked at Zuo Hong, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand, I will go, tell Zuo Chunqiu that this is the last time, only this time!"

"yes!"--

The territory of Ten Thousand Ghosts, one adjacent territory to the east.

In a towering hall.

There was a throne in the hall, and a huge human-shaped skeleton sat on the throne, ten feet tall, wearing a black robe, looking coldly at a figure under the steps.
To be continued...