The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2980 Eighteen prison masters!

Chapter 2980 Eighteen prison masters!
Tairi patriarch was directly killed by Qin Xiyao, Ling Hantian's eyelids twitched when he saw it.

With the strength of Tairi Patriarch, he can be destroyed with a flip of his hand.

But Qin Xiyao, a woman, actually solved her with one move. How big is the gap between the two?

After the Tairi Patriarch died, the faces of many experts in the Prajna Palace were also full of horror.

That is a strong man in the realm of creation, he will be destroyed if he says he will die!

Qin Xiyao raised his hand, and was about to kill the people from Prajna Palace.

Seeing this, the strong man of the Sun Clan said, "Palace Master Qin, these small roles, leave them to them, we will reserve our strength."

Qin Xiyao put down his hands and nodded, the strong Sun Clan said it was right, you must know that there are eighteen prison masters in the eighteen hells.

In the first battle that year, most of the eighteen prison masters died in battle, but after thousands of years, who knows how many prison masters have appeared in the eighteen hells!
After the words of the Sun Clan powerhouse fell, a group of Sun Clan powerhouses roared out immediately, fighting with the remaining powerhouses in Prajna Palace.

Half an hour later, the Prajna Palace powerhouses were all wiped out.

Seeing this, Qin Xiyao and the others led the crowd to the depths of the wilderness, avoiding many huge wind rolls on the way.

The Great Wilderness is worthy of being a desolate place. The strong men of the three major forces have entered the day, and everywhere is very desolate and barren, and there is no divine power to absorb here.

I don't know how the eighteen hells have been preserved here for so many years.

However, after marching for a day, the stone castles finally appeared in the sight of the three major forces.

Within the line of sight, there are a total of eighteen stone castles, surrounded by thick dead air, and the roads around the stone castles are actually rivers of blood that migrated from nothingness.

In the blood river, an undead creature would occasionally jump out and live in the stone castle.

At first glance, it makes one's scalp numb, with pairs of ghostly eyes staring at outsiders.

I don't know how many undead creatures lived in these eighteen stone castles.

Ling Hantian's eyes were focused on the rivers of blood. If he remembered correctly, the rivers of blood should be Styx rivers!

In the center of the stone castle, there is an altar, on which sits a skinny old man.

The old man was nothing but skin and bones.

However, following the flow of the blood river, streams of blood poured into his body, and suddenly that withered body exuded a ruddy luster again.

Such a scene can't help but make one's scalp tingle, and when everyone found the old man, the old man raised his head.

"Righteous friends, welcome to visit the Demon Castle!"

He showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, and his eyes were sunken, as if he had been dug out deeply by someone, and the ghostly fire was rising, which made people feel chilling.

The old man's voice, like a mouse grinding its teeth, made people feel goose bumps all over their bodies.

However, the moment Ling Hantian saw the old man, the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick, and his heart was full of turmoil.

He didn't see anything strange about this old man, just someone babbling, but the youthful appearance filled with blood made his scalp almost explode!

Underworld Emperor!

With just one glance, the name resounded in Ling Hantian's heart.

This old man is not the Emperor of the Underworld, but has a great relationship with the Emperor of the Underworld.

It was even said that he should be one of the underworld emperor's thousands of clones.

He remembered that when he was young, he was bloody in the southern wasteland, in the Nine Serenity Pagoda, he had heard from the Underworld Emperor that he had hundreds of millions of clones.

Since Ling Hantian practiced, except for the borrowed body of the Underworld Emperor, he has only seen the Underworld Emperor's avatar at the seal of Zishan.

Unexpectedly, now I meet this old guy's clone again.

And making a little comparison in his heart, Ling Hantian found that even if he was a clone of the Underworld Emperor, he couldn't keep up.

This old man's cultivation is at least in the realm of creation!
"Patriarch Moyue, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, yet you haven't died of old age yet!"

Qin Xiyao looked at the old man on the altar with a solemn expression. This was the leader of Moyue thousands of years ago, Patriarch Moyue.

Thousands of years ago, this person was already a strong man in the realm of creation.

At that time, Zhengdao dispatched three strong men of the creation realm who were in the same realm as him, and he was seriously injured just now.

Unexpectedly, after several years, this old guy is still alive and well.

You must know that the seniors who fought against him at the beginning have all sat down.

"Hehe, the old man also wants to go to hell sooner, but it's a pity that hell doesn't accept him."

Patriarch Moyue smiled lightly, and he glanced at everyone as if he were an old friend.

Then his eyes gradually fell on Ling Hantian, "I didn't expect you to come too!"

boom!
The ancestor Moyue's speech to Ling Hantian was beyond everyone's expectations.

Because they never expected that Ling Hantian would know Patriarch Moyue.

Even Qin Xiyao had a look of astonishment, how could this cold forest know Patriarch Moyue?

Ling Hantian's expression was indifferent. When he saw that the old man was the clone of the Hades Emperor, he was not surprised at all.

As soon as Hades Emperor put him to death, how could he not know him.

"I didn't expect that you were actually the leader of Moyue."

Ling Hantian shrugged, he didn't feel much pressure from facing the Hades clone, nor did he feel afraid.

Patriarch Moyue looked at Ling Hantian, and then he said meaningfully, "It seems that you still haven't woken up."

"I'm not awake?"

Ling Hantian looked puzzled, and stared at Patriarch Moyue, but the latter had no intention of continuing, which made him very depressed.

Patriarch Moyue looked at the crowd, and then he saw him with a faint smile and said, "Everyone has come from a long way, I don't have anything to say, so I'll give you a devil's meal."

When Patriarch Moyue finished speaking, he saw ghostly shadows whizzing out from the eighteen stone castles, and a deathly aura poured out overwhelmingly.

The eighteen strong men, who were full of lifeless energy, were lined up in a row, and each of them stared at the crowd coldly.

"Eighteen... Creation Realms!"

Ling Hantian and the others' scalps were numb. These eighteen phantoms, including the master of the Prajna Palace, actually had eighteen realms of creation.

At this moment, even Qin Xiyao and other experts in the Creation Realm had serious expressions on their faces.

Eighteen realms of creation, what a powerful foundation this is.

But fortunately, these creations are only early-stage powerhouses, and they can handle it in front of them.

At this moment, Ling Hantian frowned slightly, his eyes swept, and among the eighteen stone castles, he did not see Yi Ren.

Li Xiang'er left alone to return to the Eighteen Hells, but now at the headquarters of the Eighteen Hells, Li Xiang'er was nowhere to be seen.

Ling Hantian's gaze finally fell on the clone of the Emperor of the Underworld, Patriarch Moyue.

As if sensing Ling Hantian's gaze, Ancestor Moyue showed a smile on his face, "Are you looking for your woman and child?"

"Where are they?"

Ling Hantian had a bad premonition in his heart, and he clenched his fist slightly.

Patriarch Moyue seemed to have known about it for a long time, and this old guy's methods made him very worried.

"Hehe, you can't see them in a far away place, and the old man didn't expect that you would give me such a big gift!"

Patriarch Moyue chuckled, with this trump card, he will have a slight chance to turn things around in the future.

(End of this chapter)