On the far high ground, a black robe was restored to the cold night, and he was silently watching Cheng Cheng who was mixed in the ghost.

When he saw him avoiding the ghost officer's eyes and ears and approaching the gate of hell, he couldn't help but snort coldly:

"Thinking! If the Gate of Ghost can be easily reversed, how could I stay in this underworld for so long?"

In her opinion, Cheng Cheng could not have any gains here. It won’t take long to come back to cooperate with him.

But what puzzled her was that Cheng Cheng not only avoided all the guards and successfully got behind the Ghost Gate, but also stayed there for more than an hour.

"What is he doing there? Can he really study the operation method of getting out of hell?"

As time went by, she began to feel a little impatient. After stomping her feet, she was about to turn around and go back, but at this moment, she suddenly saw a strange scene that she had never seen before.

A group of ghosts who had just come out of the Ghost Gate did not cross the Wangchuan River and go to Wangxiangtai as usual, but stood in front of the Wangchuan River at the same time. The direction they stood was very particular. When Leng Ye looked at it, he knew it should be some kind of magic circle.

"What's going on?"

Leng Ye was surprised. The ghosts who entered the underworld from the Ghost Gate were bound by the laws of reincarnation and had almost no free will. They were unlikely to do other actions except for the orders of the ghost messengers, not to mention the difficult movements of the magic circle.

The ghost servants in front of the Ghost Gate also noticed the problem. A ghost judge in the underworld rushed forward and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Why are you just Wangchuan River?"

Before his voice could be finished, these strange ghosts turned their heads and looked at him at the same time, and said in a uniform voice: "Rare! There is no place for you to speak here, let the Emperor of Fengdu come out to see me."

As soon as this said, a small chaos suddenly appeared in front of the entire gate of hell.

The ghost workers all widened their illusory eyes and stared at these strange ghosts blankly. Faced with the scene that had never happened in millions of years, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that something big was happening. Several ghost workers who originally wanted to come up to whip them also stopped their hands.

They all saw clearly that these ghosts were obviously not talking. Their voices were very neat and had a strange resonance echo, as if someone was attached to their ghosts and talking through their mouths.

"Who are you?" The voice of the ghost ghost judge actually trembled slightly.

"Tell your Fengdu Emperor, my surname is Luo, and he knows who I am."

As soon as the words finished, Cheng Cheng, who was hiding behind the Ghost Gate, and Leng Ye on the distant high ground were both stunned at the same time: "Luo? Luo Di?"

In this world, except for this great demon god in the Xuan Realm, no one may have such ability to directly communicate yin and yang by controlling ghosts and talk to the underworld.

Leng Ye may not be very clear about the reason why the Xuantian witch suddenly appeared, but Cheng Cheng knew nothing about it anymore.

The ghost messenger dragged himself into the underworld, and Hongyi could not have returned it to her. But for her, after looking for herself for so long, she was about to get the key to the Heavenly Gate, but she was suddenly robbed halfway. This is something that she could not accept anyway.

So, she suddenly appeared, with only one purpose: to ask for someone.

Cheng Cheng hid behind the Gate of Ghost, and couldn't help but shook his head secretly, thinking that this Xuantian witch was still so simple and crude. He didn't even know where he was or what his state he was. He was so bold as soon as he started, fearing that others wouldn't know that he was here?

It would be fine if the emperor of Fengdu was willing to buy her account, but if others didn’t buy it, wouldn’t it be like selling his whereabouts?

At this moment, a black fog suddenly surged in the air, and a strong time and space disturbance followed by a leopard-eyed lion's nose, a powerful man from the underworld, walked down in the air.

"Is this the Emperor of Fengdu?" Cheng Cheng secretly looked at him and denied his first feeling. Although this person's cultivation level was extremely high and he had obviously entered the sacred realm, his expression and temperament were too sinister, and he could not see the demeanor that those who control the cycle of life and death should have, and he was even less than Emperor Ming of Hongdu.

Sure enough, the ghosts who were excused to speak immediately confirmed his conjecture.

"Ghost King Jiang? What are you here to do? There is nothing you have to do here." The ghosts spoke in unison, their momentum was amazing, and the other party's face became even more gloomy.

"So it's Lord Xuantian. You are a wise man to use the laws of the underworld to control these ghosts to speak for you. Do you really don't take my gods seriously?"

"Nonsense, what kind of god are you? Just a ghost king. The emperor of Fengdu came out, and other people are not qualified to talk to me!"

As soon as this said, the Ghost King Jiang was furious and almost couldn't help but want to take action and sweep away the ghost in front of him. But then, he still endured it. Although he could be cruel in his mouth, after all, his status was slightly different from this one. The other party, even the gods in the upper realm had to give up the existence of a few points.

After a muffled groan, he whispered to the ghost judge beside him: "Have the news been passed to Fengdu?"

"The words of Lord Ghost King have been passed. However, there is no reply yet."

After the ghost king Jiang nodded silently, he turned to the group of ghosts again. After looking at it, his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the Ghost Gate: "Why does it seem like there is something there?"

Cheng Cheng, who was hiding there, became nervous instantly, thinking that he was the Ghost King of the Palace, with such strong sensing ability, and he could even find something different in this way? He wouldn't be exposed so easily, right?

However, before the Ghost King Jiang turned his doubts into action, a grand vision in the sky successfully attracted everyone's attention.

The fluctuations in the space surged, and a black illusion that could cover the sky for half a day suddenly flashed out.

In the middle of this illusion, an existence with a majestic appearance and a level one or two higher than other sentient beings in the underworld was clearing away the clouds and projecting its gaze.

"The Witch suddenly mobilized a group of people to come to the underworld. I wonder what it costs to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly to the Convenience in unison: "Don't pretend to be garlic, old ghost, do you know who I want, where did you hide him?"
Chapter completed!