Please calm down your anger

Isn't this the old monster's bedroom?
Wang Xuan was puzzled, and turned his head to look at the teleportation hall behind him.

According to what he saw in the illusion of the sacred tree, there was only one vine tentacles forming a formation in each area, but there were two in the Nether Boss Palace.

a bit strange...

Could it be that the other party is doing something behind the scenes?
The Underworld has been established for so long, and there are countless masters. There must be many people who have discovered that it has borrowed the power of the Great God of the Nine Nethers. Maybe someone has a crooked mind...

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan put on the Nine Nether Giant Spirit cloak again, and carefully stepped into the hall with the Soul-Ecstasy Bird Candlestick in hand.

Sure enough, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

The gate of the palace suddenly disappeared behind him, and he seemed to be standing in the dark void, except for the dim light of the candlestick illuminating the ground, there was nothing around him.

This old monster must be playing tricks...

Wang Xuan became more and more certain in his heart, and continued to walk for a certain distance, and suddenly frowned.

A thousand meters ahead, the blue ghostly fire suddenly lit up.

The stone candlestick of the ecstasy bird floats in the air, illuminating the three-foot-wide stone bridge below, with no way to see where it came from, and no way back...

It is the Void Road of the Revenant!
Wang Xuan became more and more curious.

You Ming, this old monster, actually hid such a piece of land in his bedroom, what on earth did he want to do.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Xuan immediately boarded the stone bridge and continued walking along the road of the dead.

The Nether old monster tried his best to return to the Underworld, even at the expense of being an enemy of the Wanhua Saint. There must be something very important to attract him.

Although there are many treasures in the underworld, the Nether old monster is his most direct enemy. If he gets some magic weapon to greatly increase his strength, he will be even more difficult to deal with in the future.

It must not be allowed to succeed!
Thinking of this, Wang Xuan quickened his pace.

Just like the void road of the dead that I walked before, here is also a spiral stone bridge that keeps going down.

Every time you walk, a new candle will light up, and the candle in the back will go out, and the road will disappear, leading to the endless abyss.

After half a stick of incense, Wang Xuan finally realized something was wrong.

It's so quiet here!

The Road of the Dead is full of dead silence, but there is always a sound lingering in my ears: the cry of the ecstasy bird.

Why not here?

Wang Xuan was shocked, and pulled off the giant spirit's cloak.

Sure enough, nothing was heard.

Could it be...

He gritted his teeth and accelerated forward.

After another three sticks of incense, I don't know how far into the ground.

Just when Wang Xuan thought that he would go directly to the rumored third floor of Nine Serenities, the road ahead suddenly stopped.

Candlesticks are no longer lit, stone bridges are broken.

And at the crack of the stone bridge, there are obelisks and pillars of runes, which are arranged in the direction of the nine palaces and eight trigrams, and in the center is a black jade chain that is as thick as a person's waist.

On the ground, there is also a half-human-high feather.

I don't know how many years have passed, but it is still bright and brownish-gray, and the most yin and pure spiritual energy has turned into a black flame, rising continuously on the feathers...

Haunting bird!
Wang Xuan felt his head buzzing.

Nether monster, what audacity!

The identity of the messenger of the Xiantian God is not ordinary. Although he is a divine beast, he never participates in the disputes of the Three Realms.

Just like the three-legged Golden Crow, it is full of treasures, but no one dares to make a move on it.

Taoist Baoguang mentioned one thing.

There used to be a famous power in the Three Realms who was about to enter the Heavenly Court of the Eastern Heaven and become the Supreme Being, controlling the power of heaven and earth.

He happened to take a boat to explore the void, and found a single three-legged golden crow, blinded by greed for a moment, and wanted to catch it as a trump card to protect the way.

With his strength, he can naturally suppress it, but at the moment he seized it, the sun projections of countless worlds fell on him immediately.

Like a curse, it was baked by the real fire of the sun day and night, and the three-legged golden crow was released in a hurry, and it fled back to Nine Heavens, but the curse never stopped.

He gritted his teeth for a hundred years and turned into coke.

So far, no one dared to provoke these existences.

Where did the Nether old monster give birth to the guts of a dog!
An idea suddenly popped up in Wang Xuan's mind, if he breaks the restriction here, will the old monster suffer backlash from the Netherworld?

But first, we need to find out what this old thing is doing...

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, held a candle to illuminate, and then Yu Qi volleyed in the air, slowly descending along the black jade chain.

It fell another thousand feet, and the black jade chains became more and more dense, as if spreading from the void in other places.

A giant also gradually appeared in Wang Xuan's eyes.

It was a huge soul ecstasy bird, with a body like a mountain, with six huge wings spread out, and the body was firmly bound by black jade chains extending from the void, and huge rune pillars pierced into its body like nails...

Then, he saw the face of the soul-hunting bird.

It was the face of an old man, with white hair and chicken skin, senile, like an elder who was dying among mortals.

Even though he was trapped here, the most yin and pure power in his body still formed the black Nine Nether Fires, burning slowly.

And on his forehead, there is a glazed eye inlaid impressively.

It is not full of blood like the Nether monster, full of gloomy and evil thoughts, but the surrounding golden light is shining, and the pupils are pure black, as if countless nine Nether fires are condensed.

When Wang Xuan saw it, he figured out the key point.

This ghostly old monster actually used the body of the soul-ecstasy bird to refine the weapon.

There are many ways to refine weapons between heaven and earth, but the most profound ones are all based on the laws of heaven and earth as the oven and the rhyme of Taoism as the fuel.

But this matter is not so easy, without opportunity and great ability, it will only be backlashed by heaven and earth.

Just like Taoist Baoguang, he also showed his sincerity and spent a lot of resources to help the emperor cover up the secrets in advance, so that he can refine treasures with the power of opening up the world.

This is still the result of the Emperor retaining his consciousness and trading with him. If he grabs it forcefully, there will be catastrophe immediately.

The same is true for the Nether monster.

The soul-hunting bird is the envoy of the Nine Nether God, and it also contains the rules of the Nine Nether Dao. The magic weapon refined with its Nine Nether Fire may make the Nether old monster lose its evil power and rise to a higher level.

At that time, it happens to be settled in the Heavenly Court!
After thinking this through, Wang Xuan had only one thought in his mind, and he must not let it succeed.

But at this moment, Soul Ecstasy Bird slowly opened its eyes, and Wang Xuan was holding a candle to float in the sky, just looking at him.

hum!
Wang Xuan's mind suddenly went blank.

What kind of eyes are those...

It was like the grandmother's eyes a long time ago, cloudy and serene, and like the sky looking down on all living beings, combined, it was a strange sense of peace.

Wang Xuan felt unprecedented peace of mind, his tense nerves gradually eased, as if returning to the mother's womb, he just wanted to sleep warmly and without distracting thoughts.

Gradually, Wang Xuan closed his eyes...

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a thousand years, Wang Xuan opened his eyes again.

He looked around.

He was still in the void, holding a candle, standing in front of the soul-hunting bird.

The soul-hunting bird still looks the same, even though it has been trapped here for an unknown number of years, its eyes are still peaceful and kind, neither happy nor sad.

As for Wang Xuan, he felt that he had slept for a long time, and all the restlessness, annoyance, and murderous thoughts in his soul had been completely washed away.

The soul is clear, like a new life.

Even the spiritual qi of the whole body has become more and more pure and improved to a higher level.

"Thank you senior!"

Wang Xuan realized something, bowed down respectfully and cupped his hands.

This soul ecstasy bird may be based on instinct, but its power gave him an opportunity to cleanse his soul, as if reborn.

Is this the final destination of the soul...

Wang Xuan felt something in his heart and shook his hand.

Clang!
The sound of the dragon chant pierced the silence.

The Mie Jie Spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and Wang Xuan did not hesitate to shoot the spears like rain, sweeping towards those black jade chains.

I don't know what kind of treasure these chains are, even with the invincible overbearing power of Miejie Spear, they can still be hit with flames and jingling sounds.

An inexplicable anger rose in Wang Xuan's heart, and he ran the "Hunyuan Star Scripture" with all his strength, the surrounding space buzzed and vibrated, and ten thousand catties of divine power circulated around his body.

In the darkness of the void, flames splashed everywhere.

Pieces of sparks are constantly falling like rain and waterfalls...

what--!
Accompanied by a roar, Wang Xuan also used his trump card, and the stars surrounding the Yin-Yang Shalun suddenly appeared on the tip of the spear.

This time, it finally worked.

One after another, the bright stars exploded, illuminating the dark void, and accompanied by bursts of roars, the black jade chains snapped.

The soul-hunting bird finally regained its freedom. It stretched its three pairs of wings to its heart's content, and the black nine netherworld fires were burning all over its body.

In an instant, the wind was blowing.

The sound of birds chirping appeared in Wang Xuan's ears, as if countless people were whispering in his mind.

Wang Xuan was startled, and quickly backed away.

The cry of this ecstasy bird carries some kind of Dao rule, which can make the soul sleep peacefully. He is just a ray of soul driving the statue of Liujia. He couldn't hold it before, but now he is afraid that he will be unlucky.

However, surprise appeared on his face again.

The current call of the Haunting Bird seems to be the same as before, but it does not have that drowsy feeling. Instead, it is like some kind of mysterious music, with the sound of the great way.

Call ~
With the flapping of the soul-hunting bird's wings, the dark fire on its body became more and more blazing, and the glazed eyes on its forehead were also forced out little by little...

Within a few breaths, a golden light flew out, like a free elf, jumping up and down in the dark void.

It is the golden eye magic weapon cultivated by the Nether monster.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and made a move.

Under the guidance of Ling Qi, a golden light flew over and landed on the palm of his hand.

Wang Xuan took a closer look, only to see that the eyeball is no more than the size of a palm, it seems to be between reality and reality, tangible but intangible.

Whoosh!
Just when he was curious, the golden eyeball magic weapon seemed to be attracted by something, and instantly sank into his palm.

Wang Xuan was startled, then frowned.

This eyeball was so mysterious that it ignored the spatial distance. It first flew into the projection of the Star Dou God Tree in the dantian of the Liujia God Statue, and then appeared on the trunk of the main body of the Huangquanling God Tree.

Two things seem to have an inexplicable attraction.

Wang Xuan didn't move at all, and the eyeballs were slowly embedded in the trunk of the sacred tree, looking extremely strange.

Call ~
At this moment, the soul-hunting bird, which was completely free, also flapped its wings, swooped down, and disappeared into the darkness.

There was an inexplicable sense of loss in Wang Xuan's heart.

Before he could react, accompanied by a gust of wind, the Ecstasy Bird circled up again, and the black Nine Nether Fires formed a huge whirlwind.

This whirlwind of hell fire rises from the depths of the boundless darkness, just connecting with the broken Void Soul Road.

After a few breaths, the Whirlwind of Dark Fire dissipated.

And the broken Soul Road stone bridge reappeared, meandering and circling, following the trajectory of the underworld fire just now, and going deep into the endless abyss.

At the same time, the cry of the Soul-Ecstasy Bird resounded through the void again, and the dark fire candlesticks lit up and went out again, and a group of dead souls appeared in the void again, their faces were full of confusion, and they kept going down the stone bridge...

That's it!

An idea flashed in Wang Xuan's mind.

If these stone bridges on the Undead Road are the tentacles of the Great God of Nine Nethers, pulling the undead souls of the three realms into the depths of Nine Nethers, then the Ecstasy Bird is the defender of this road.

Even if the stone bridge is broken, the soul-hunting bird can repair it.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan's eyes suddenly became suspicious.

If I remember correctly, most of the ghost roads he passed before have been broken, so why can I still hear the song of the soul-hunting bird.

There is also the scene seen in the illusion of the Star Dou God Tree. Nearly half of the tentacles on the second floor of Jiuyou have been broken, and most of the rest are bound by the world of Zhulong Xiaoqian...

In this case, there is only one possibility.

That Jiuyou innate god is already half dead!
Thinking of this, Wang Xuan couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

He was not ignorant of Xiaobai before.

These innate great gods are the external manifestation of the order of the Dao. If they are out of balance, it means that the Dao is damaged.

At a certain limit, I am afraid that the Three Realms will be destroyed and reopened.

Who the hell did this...

The Emperor of the Seven Demons of the North Yin?

No, even Tianzun doesn't have this ability, and before his rebellion, the ruins of the underworld already existed, and he just rebuilt it on the basis of it.

The history of Hades is far older than imagined.

The same is true of the Heavenly Court. The current Heavenly Venerable Heavenly Officials are just inheriting the ancient heritage.

In ancient times, what happened?

Wang Xuan was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly.

These things are too far away, and it's not his turn to worry about them, so it's better to save himself first.

Just as he was thinking, the soul-hunting bird had already disappeared into the void, its eyes were still peaceful and kind, as if it had never been imprisoned for ten thousand years, and Emperor Xuan's rescue had never happened.

Sure enough... There is also no joy or anger.

Wang Xuan sighed, and focused his attention on the Star Dou Divine Tree again, the magic weapon of the golden eyeball, at this moment, the Qi breath was completely connected with the Divine Tree.

Countless information immediately flooded into my mind.

Wang Xuan was stunned at first, then a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This treasure is more mysterious than he imagined.

But at this time, I can't take care of the research.

He just looked directly at the soul-hunting bird, and his soul fell into a deep sleep and wash, and I don't know how much time has passed, so don't miss it like last time.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan jumped to the stone bridge of dead souls, held a candlestick to illuminate the stone bridge, and then sat cross-legged.

………………

Middle Earth, Huangquanling.

In the big tent, Wang Xuan opened his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.

He could feel that everyone outside was still busy, the huge floating ship was rising and falling, and less than half of the spiritual materials looted in the canyon had been transported.

It doesn't look like it's been that long.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan strode out.

"I've seen the big guy."

Xuanyuan leader and others immediately came up to greet him.

The difference is that Gu Canghai, True Lord Xueyue and others who practiced in the Emperor's World have also arrived.

And it was his general Mo Yunxiao who was in charge of transporting the fleet.

Seeing him come out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dugu Xi shook his head and said: "Marshal, you haven't shown up for three days, we are very worried, how is the current situation in Jiuyou?"

Wang Xuan hid in the void, how could it be said, what's more, what the void saw was too horrifying, so he had to comfort him a few times, and then asked: "How is the situation in the Earth Emperor's world?"

"Report to the commander in chief."

Mo Yunxiao took a step forward and replied: "The people have settled down. Under the leadership of His Majesty, they are reclaiming farmland, building cities and building dams. There are Dihuang teaching geologists to summarize Fengshui, and the Liu family is cultivating spiritual plants. This year will have a good harvest..."

"Although the qi in the new world is peaceful, Zhenjun Guangyuan plans to reshape the divine way of the human race. With the power of the incense of the people, and the forging method of the Six Ding Liujia statues, he will create a large army to guard the emperor's realm..."

"The two ladies are practicing in closed doors. After decades, they will be able to break through the realm of the earth fairy..."

Listening to his subordinates' narration, Wang Xuan's eyes were filled with relief.

After all these trials, the human race has been reborn, and in time, it can develop with peace of mind without his protection.

At that time, he can unload the burden and pursue the road.

But at this time, we have to go through the catastrophe first.

Thinking of this, he exhorted, returned to the big tent again, sat cross-legged, and his mind gradually became silent.

…………

The road of the dead in the void, the candlelight is faint.

Wang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and turned around abruptly.

In the distance, little fire flickers, getting closer and closer.

It was a new group of dead souls who appeared, but their identities were not simple, they were the private army of King Gouyuan whom they had seen before.

Their figures are illusory, still wearing the armor they lived in, and their eyes are full of bewilderment. Although the candlelight guides them, they continue to move forward on the road of ghosts...

Wang Xuan understood immediately after seeing it.

Most of these guys were killed by Xiao Tu.

But this matter is not simple.

In the past, all the souls in the underworld would be sucked away by the Nightmare Town Stone below after death, but now they return to the road of the dead...

Could it be because he released the soul-hunting bird?

Also, some of these private soldiers have become true immortals.

As long as the soul of the real immortal is immortal, even if the body is destroyed, he can escape smoothly and condense the body again, but now he is detained here...

Could it be that he couldn't escape the difficulty of life and death?

Isn't longevity a joke?

Perhaps, it's their inadequacy...

Just as Wang Xuan was frowning and thinking, another figure approached from a distance, which made his eyes full of shock.

It was that crazy old monster Xiao Tu.

With the same blank face, walking on the road of the dead...

what happened? !
At this moment, Wang Xuan's heart was in a mess.

Xiao Tu, but the Golden Immortal level exists...

Is longevity just a lie?

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he turned around suddenly, and looked into the endless depths of the Nine Nethernesses.

Could this be the reason why God Jiuyou was robbed?
All kinds of questions made his mind confused, and then he looked up to the sky, lighting a candle and moving forward quickly.

There will always be an answer to these things in the future.

The old monster Xiaotu died, the situation in the underworld must have changed, so we should investigate first.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan quickened his speed.

In less than half a stick of incense, he returned to the starting point.

But the strange thing is that the exit of the main hall of the Nether Glazed Venerable has disappeared, and there is only one road of dead souls that keeps going upwards.

Here, I am afraid it has been repaired.

Wang Xuan had a feeling in his heart, and immediately sat cross-legged, entering the illusion of the Star Dou Divine Tree.

Sure enough, a vine tentacle under his feet was no longer twisted, but instead shot straight up, passed through the small world of Zhulong, and reached the surface of the lake.

When he looked at the lake before, there were countless pale corpses that turned into the ocean, howling terribly.

But now, those corpses gradually closed their eyes, revealing a peaceful expression, and kept going down the vines...