Lie Ping Hei Lian was promoted by being a salted fish

Chapter 531 Discovery
Although the God of Death didn't seem to be staring at Sheng Hongyi, he was actually paying attention to Sheng Hongyi's situation.

As he was, even with only a wisp of spiritual awareness, the subtle changes around Sheng Hongyi could not escape his eyes.

"You're not angry anymore."

Killing God.

Sheng Hongyi shrugged, knowing that she couldn't hide it from him.

"What's there to be angry about? Senior Wu Yuan wouldn't want this to happen!"

The clone betrayed the main body, which was something that would go against the will of the world. From the very beginning, Wu Yuan actually stood on the opposite side of "positive".

The road is full of thorns, but Wangyuan has still survived to this day.

Sheng Hongyi couldn't imagine how he could do this.

However, this did not prevent Sheng Hongyi from admiring him.

Since their time together in the underworld, Sheng Hongyi discovered Wu Yuan's toughness.

A person with such a strong mind will not change his mind easily.

He would never return to the God of War easily.

Otherwise, not to mention King Qin Guang’s followers, if he went back, what would be the point of his tens of thousands of years of struggle?

Wouldn't that easily overturn everything he had?

Cultivate your body and mind.

For a cultivator, overthrowing all of this means the collapse of his path of cultivation.

This is the ultimate failure.

It is equivalent to denying your own life.

Once this kind of collapse of the self and the mind occurs, even if the person is not dead yet, it is the same as death, like a walking corpse.

Since Sheng Hongyi has thought it through, she will not worry about it anymore.

However, Senior Wuyuan was unwilling to do so; it was just his personal wish.

What Sheng Hongyi needs to be wary of is that the ghost god will be forced into a corner and use some unknown forbidden method to forcibly merge into the clone.

After all, as the master, it might actually be able to do so.

Unfortunately, it is useless to think about these things now, as she is still in the alien realm.

At least she has to wait until she gets out before she can go to the underworld to find out what Wu Yuan has to say.

The God of Killer smiled, as if he was lost in memories of the past. His bold eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were still in place, but in an instant, one could sense his transformation.

It seemed to soften in a second.

"That bastard is lucky."

Hei Lian is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate.

Wuyuan has come this far carrying those things on his back, and in the end, he didn't expect that there is still someone who understands him.

It was just one sentence, passed over lightly, but the God of Killing knew how difficult it was.

The God of Killing died, and he didn't even leave any consciousness to meet Wuyuan, but behind his decisiveness was warmth.

Since we are all born and die, why should we see each other again? The soul will eventually dissipate, and seeing each other will only add to the sadness.

The Killer God spoke with a look of familiarity.

Sheng Hongyi scratched his ears and pretended not to hear the God of Death calling Wuyuan a "dog thing".

It was just like when Wu Yuan was in front of her and talked about the God of Killing, his every brow, eyes, mouth and nose revealed his disdain.

But he is extremely protective of everything left behind by the God of Death.

As far as she knew, Wuyuan had a lot of things left behind by the God of Death.

It is not a treasure, but it carries the precious friendship between them.

Whether it is scolding or disdain, it does not affect the friendship between them.

However, since we are talking about the netherworld, Sheng Hongyi suddenly had an idea:
"Isn't it said that the entire Wasteland Continent is a replica of the Holy Lotus? Then what about the Netherworld?"

Suddenly, Sheng Hongyi felt that the underworld gave her a sense of separation.

Why are the Ten Kings of Hell so powerful?
Not only the Ten Kings of Hell, there are also ghost cultivators above the level of Divine Transformation in the Netherworld. It cannot be said that all of them are clear, but most of their whereabouts can be traced.

I haven't heard of them "disappearing".

Once "missing", perhaps it is protected in the time tunnel.

And in the netherworld, is it true that everyone is a rebel?
There is also Wangyuan.

The world created by the Holy Lotus can replicate the incarnation of the God of Ghosts? !
This is impossible.

She looked at the God of Killing in front of her. If she had the ability, why not let the God of Killing live again?
Obviously, the God of Death can be said to be her natural ally.

"You finally figured this out."

The God of Killer was just about to give a reminder, but unexpectedly Black Lotus came out by herself.

"The Netherworld was originally the Wasteland World."

Sheng Hongyi was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded.

The underworld is the territory of the ghost god, and it is not something that Shenglian can easily do whatever he wants.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Wasteland Realm and the Wasteland Continent have the same origin, Shenglian decided to go all out and moved the Netherworld directly before his eyes.

She suddenly smiled with some complacency.

"Then this way, we're even."

The demon god stirs up trouble in her world.

She also went to the underworld and caused a lot of trouble!

No wonder it was so angry that it wanted to come down and kill her.

The God of Death stood there with his arms folded, as if he couldn't bear to see Sheng Hongyi at ease for even a moment:

"Heilian, time is running out, you need to speed up."

Sheng Hongyi stopped smiling and looked at the God of Killing. Some people, even if they have only met once, can easily trust each other without any testing.

Sheng Hongyi felt that she was just like the God of Death.

Maybe it’s because of Fenxie, or maybe it’s because their ultimate enemies are the same.

"How to speed up? It's easy to say. I am only a god now. I am nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the ghost god."

As she spoke, Sheng Hongyi rolled her eyes.

After rolling her eyes, she suddenly asked:
"Do you have any good ideas?"

The God of Killing doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can only make sarcastic remarks.

He said this, maybe he has a solution.

The killer spread his hands:
“So I’m not here.”

Sheng Hongyi really couldn't stand the God of Killer's shameless talk, but who could have asked him for anything?

So she endured it.

"You said."

She tried her best to keep herself calm.

The God of Killing touched his chin, which had grown some stubble:

"In fact, the key lies in you!"

Sheng Hongyi: “…” Is he talking nonsense?
Seeing the murderous intent beginning to emerge from Sheng Hongyi's eyes, the God of Killing finally seemed to realize the danger.

"The solution is very simple. Your wasteland continent has long been infiltrated by the ghost god like a sieve. Since he has done this, why don't you take advantage of his trick!"

Sheng Hongyi withdrew his murderous gaze and pondered for a moment.

The God of Killing was right. In fact, even though Holy Lotus had the power to create the world, she was still at a disadvantage.

After all, the gap in strength is too big.

First of all, the obvious difference is the difference in cultivation.

Hei Lian took great pains to hide herself.

Because she had to do this, her cultivation was no longer there, and she easily exposed herself. Was she dissatisfied that she was not dying fast enough?

People from the God Realm, even when they arrived at the Wasteland Continent, their cultivation was suppressed, but that was still the top level in this world.

The scene flashed through her mind again.

She had just conceived a fetus and had won a small victory at the Ghost Gate. She didn't say it, but she was full of confidence and in high spirits.

Even if I later calculated my own death, what was I thinking deep in my heart at that time?

She felt that although the death crisis was sad, she would be able to turn the danger into safety in the end.

Just like every time she had a near-death experience before.

She blinked her eyes, and the result was that it was so easy to be completely resolved with just one move of Shouzheng that was possessed by the mind of the monster god.

If she hadn't met her savior, she would have died there.

Such a gap is simply despairing.

After such an experience, how could Sheng Hongyi not be sober? She was sober, too sober.

Putting her together with the ghost god now will still result in the same result.

Is she still counting on someone to save her every time?
Secondly, it’s not just about cultivation, the ghost god has so many helpers.

It just moves its fingers, and its followers follow it.

Suisheng is just one of them.

There is no telling how many of them are hiding in the dark.

And what does Sheng Hongyi have? Only her close friends and relatives standing behind her, and the wasteland world that relies on her to save it.

"Then how can we turn the tables?"

Sheng Hongyi suddenly didn't want to think about it anymore.

In this way, the future is hopeless, but it is the path she must take.

A slight smile flashed in the eyes of the God of Killer. This smile was different from the one just now. It seemed that it was the first time that he showed some approval and surprise towards Sheng Hongyi.

At Heilian's age, he has lofty ambitions and incredible opportunities, so he won't listen to any unpleasant advice.

Hei Lian was able to calm down quickly, and he was indeed no ordinary person.

In fact, Black Lotus, who can fight back and forth with the God of Ghost before reaching the state of transformation, still has a great chance of winning in the future.

The God of Killing is very optimistic about her.

"Of course... I'm quietly trying to seize its opportunity."

Sheng Hongyi: "...You mean steal?!"

Seizing quietly...isn't that just stealing?
The God of Killing pursed his lips:
"How can you say that? Why do you say it's stealing? It's all about chance. Opportunities are equal for everyone. The key is to see who has the right fate with the opportunity."

"Aren't you doing that right now?"

He was confident.

When Sheng Hongyi heard this, she understood what the God of Death was talking about.

Yes, that peach wood divine tablet.

"Is this what you call turning the tables?"

Sheng Hongyi gritted her teeth as she spoke.

The God of Killing stopped and looked at her in confusion. He had never heard that Black Lotus had such high moral standards!
Could it be possible that after reincarnation, one's brain would be gone?

In the past, he always felt that among the holy lotus, the black lotus and the white lotus, the black lotus must be more compatible with his temperament.

Now, he wasn't sure.

Could it be that something went wrong?
He doesn't like talking to pedantic old-fashioned people!
In a short period of time, Sheng Hongyi had weighed the pros and cons:
"Well, that's a good idea. Well, do you know what he left behind?"

This peach wood divine tablet is indeed the treasure left by the God of Ghost for himself.

Really!

As expected, even when Wushen became a god, he was still very shameless.

In the world she created, she used the energy of heaven and earth in the wasteland continent to feed the divine tablets and strengthen herself.

Isn't this treating Sheng Hongyi as a big enemy?
How can that work?
The words of the God of Killing reminded her.

The Wushen was against her here, but at the same time he did not forget to arrange opportunities for himself to "replenish his body". He must not be allowed to take advantage of her like this.

To some extent, this incident made Sheng Hongyi more unhappy than the ghost who was trying to kill her all the time.

Everyone knows that Sheng Hongyi is a miser.

How could the enemy gain such a huge advantage?

Wouldn't that make her unable to sleep or eat?

The God of Death was tormented by Sheng Hongyi's heavy breathing and didn't know whether to laugh or cry:
"Miss, can you please stop breathing so heavily when you speak next time?"

He suddenly felt relieved and spoke more casually.

Sheng Hongyi raised her eyebrows and was not polite to the God of Killing:
"The more the better. It can't take anything from the Wasteland Continent."

The God of Killing raised his hand and threw out a red object:

"Don't worry, I've prepared everything in advance!"

Sheng Hongyi caught it and opened her palm, with a small red round bead lying in the middle.

This is the divine rosary:
"Everything I know is here. Don't say I didn't help you!"

"Thanks."

But she didn't look at it immediately.

Now, the divine tablet hasn’t been completely absorbed and digested yet, and you’re already thinking about the next one?

One bite won't make you fat.

"Seize its opportunity, one gains while the other loses..."

"It's still a little slow. These minions of the Tunnel Saint must be eliminated as soon as possible."

"God of Killing, do you have a list of the minions of the Ghost God?"

There is no need to bother two people with one matter. Now that the God of Death has come, Sheng Hongyi doesn't believe that he is just here to talk nonsense with her.

It must have taken the God of Killing a lot of hardship to find her trace in the time tunnel.

This is different from how the Wushen could find her. After all, the Wushen is high above, and he has many minions to serve as his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Set up ambushes wherever she might appear in red.

The God of Killing is dead and his consciousness is limited. Moreover, when he died, the Black Lotus had not yet arrived at the Wasteland Continent.

Even so, he was able to find her, which shows his obsession.

Sheng Hongyi's eyes softened. If it were her, she would never let go until her death as long as her enemy was not dead.

The God of Killing didn't say anything for a moment.

He just sighed.

In fact, he had imagined the scene of him meeting Hei Lian thousands of times.

I also want to meet Sheng Hongyi.

I finally saw it, but found that I seemed to be of no use to it.

Black Lotus is incredibly sharp.

Often as long as he gave the beginning, she could figure out what would happen next!

This made him happy but also a little disappointed.

After all, there is no sense of accomplishment.

He pointed at the divine prayer beads that Sheng Hongyi had not yet put away:
"Everything I know is in there. However, the Wushen is very cunning, and I don't know if he has other trump cards hidden."

"Other than that, I don't have anything else to say. Let me remind you, Black Lotus, to leave the Alien Territory as soon as possible."

time is limited.

The God of Death urged Sheng Hongyi.

The God of Death saw everything Sheng Hongyi did here.

Everything in this alien realm that can be changed has been changed by Black Lotus.

Even if they were enemies, she had killed most of them.

For small minions like the fifteen half-demon families, Hei Lian doesn't need to do everything himself for each one of them.

Sheng Hongyi did not refuse. She also knew that she should leave.

"It'll be soon. I have some personal matters to take care of."

The matter of her Dao Lianzi has not been dealt with yet.

She hasn’t settled accounts with the witch ape clan yet.

The God of Killing asked:
"Dao Lianzi?"

Hei Lian's private affairs are probably closely related to these lotus seeds.

The God of Killing agreed with this.

The sooner the lotus seeds return, the more divine power the Black Lotus can awaken.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?"

The desert of the wasteland is a bit far away. Not only is it far away, but those witch apes have done something evil and have already ambushed many things there.

Now that the real owner has returned, it's time for them to return the money.

The God of Killing is happy to see Black Lotus going off to kill everyone.

He hates evil and hates this kind of hypocritical scum the most.

Sheng Hongyi did not refuse:

"Good work."

She suddenly thought of something:
Oh, right, "God of Killing, do you know the whereabouts of the Holy Lotus's demon lotus seeds?"

The God of Death knows everything, maybe he knows this.