Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1083 Fang Qi's Guess

This period of change came too fast!

No one reacted!

The ghost car struck out instantly and killed Cui Ziru on the spot. There was a constant roar in the void. The ghost car instantly twisted Cui Ziru's head off, shredded his trachea, and at the same time crushed the opponent's Yangshen.

Everyone's minds were always focused on the shocking scene of Fang Qi manifesting into the holy mountain, and they didn't pay attention to the two heirs of the Underworld Emperor at all. While shocked, they were also somewhat awe-inspiring.

There was a bang, and Cui Ziru's incarnation of the Hades exploded, revealing his original shape immediately, the metaworld in his body collapsed, and the rumbling sound continued.

boom!
The headless body fell, revealing the human body.

"I said, he is a counterfeit." Ghost Che said slowly, pointing to the corpse on the ground, "This is the best proof!"

Countless Ming people around saw this scene and frowned. The other party was carrying the Senluo Dao Sword and could communicate with the Senluo Dao Sword. This already showed that the other party had obtained the inheritance of the Underworld Emperor. It is impossible to sacrifice this dao sword.

"My master was severely injured back then, and as a result, some unruly person sneaked into my door and stole my master's Senluo Daojian. I didn't expect that this unruly person would dare to appear today. I was really surprised."

"He thinks he can slander me with just my master's sword. It's a ridiculous thing in the world." The ghost car walked slowly, and at the same time, a terrifying wave of spiritual thoughts came from behind him, An incomparably huge eyeball slowly gathered from behind him, whirling around.

"I invite my master, His Majesty the Underworld Emperor, to descend!"

The ghost car suddenly bent down, and the aura on its body suddenly rose, like a devil under the Nine Nethernesses opening its eyeballs. Although only one eyeball appeared, it made the souls of countless people from the twelve royal families around tremble.

"The Emperor of the Underworld has also accepted the supernatural powers! We believe it!"

"We believe it! He is the descendant of the Underworld Emperor!"

"Friends of Ghost Road, please accept the supernatural powers!"

"Don't show it!"

……

Seeing that many Mingzu around were trembling, almost collapsed by the coercion, Ghost Che smiled slightly, and dismissed his call, that huge magic eye suddenly closed slowly, and disappeared in midair.

Countless Hades wiped off their cold sweats one after another, and looked at Fang Qi and Gui Che involuntarily. One of these two people is an orthodox envoy of the Holy Mountain, and the other is an unorthodox descendant of the Emperor of the Underworld. Now that these two meet each other, what will happen? Woolen cloth?

Many underworld monks realized this and looked at the two of them.

"The Envoy of the Holy Mountain's good Zen ceremony was completely spoiled by someone!" the ancestor of the Huntian clan sighed.

"There has never been such a ceremony of enshrining Zen!" The eyes of the ancestor of the Raksha tribe flickered coldly, and he stared at Fang Qi for a long time, a little surprised. Or the fit with the holy mountain, the summoned holy mountain will wash his tendons and marrow, this has never happened before!"

The twelve ancestors around nodded their heads one after another, and their hearts were a little trembling. They felt more and more the turmoil in the underworld. Not only the envoy of the holy mountain was born, but even the descendant of the emperor of the underworld was born!
Holding the Underworld Emperor Talisman and the Mori Dao Sword, and cultivating into the Mori Dharma Body, this person's combat effectiveness is definitely a first-class existence!
"From now on, I'm afraid this underworld will be the world of the two of them..." The ancestors felt a little bit embarrassed. They were still holding on to a little luck, because the holy mountain disappeared, and they didn't recognize Fang Qi's legitimacy in their hearts. But now, although Fang Qi's Feng Chan Grand Ceremony was destroyed by someone, he still resonated with Feng Chan Shenshan to summon Wu Qixian's terrifying power, and even cut the hair and washed the marrow. None of them had any doubts anymore.

"Many young masters from my twelve major tribes want to challenge these two people, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult..." They sighed with trembling white eyebrows.

"Strange, this person is obviously a human race, why can he communicate with the Emperor of the Underworld?" Fang Qi was also a little surprised when he saw the magic eyes that kept turning behind him and the terrifying arrogance.

"Could it be that the descendant chosen by the Underworld Emperor is the human race?"

"The emperor of the Underworld crossed the tribulation when he became a god, but was severely injured, and then disappeared. Could it be that the thunder calamity was too strong, tearing up the space and sending him to other worlds?"

"There is a possibility!" Fang Qi was silent in his heart. This possibility is not non-existent. The thunder calamity that became a god is very terrifying. I've seen it before, and it's mentioned that many people disappeared on the surface after crossing the catastrophe, but in fact, the thunder catastrophe was too strong, tearing the space apart, and the opponent's Yang God was swept away by the turbulent space.

"It's really possible that this ghost car is the descendant of the Emperor of the Underworld..." Fang Qi said slowly, a strange flash of light flashed in his eyes, "But why did I feel chills all over when I saw him for the first time, Feeling like your hairs are blown?"

"Is it because he is the descendant of the Underworld Emperor?"

"impossible!"

"He is a descendant of the Underworld Emperor, and I am a witch. What do you say about the hatred and disgust left in my blood? This kind of disgust is like encountering a natural enemy, the hatred hidden deep in my blood..." Fang Qi's eyes flashed thoughtfully. However, for some reason, he always felt that this ghost car was not as simple as he saw.

"Could it be that the descendant of the Underworld Emperor or the ghost car had something to do with my witch clan?" Fang Qi fell into deep thought, but he couldn't figure out a clue after thinking for a long time.

Fang Qi withdrew his gaze, stepped down the mountain, and suddenly more and more ghost cars came out. Now that his identity is aloof, he has completely proved his identity. Although there are countless Ming people around him, he dare not show his edge at all, and they all back away. A road, looking at each other.

"His Royal Highness!"

He shouted loudly, with a vague smile on his face.

"On the way I just came here, I heard that the envoy of the Holy Mountain is the number one master of my younger generation, overwhelming the twelve royal families, and even massacred more than ten thousand monks of the Raksha clan in the first battle on the prairie in the far west. , is there such a thing?"

"You killed so many Raksha monks for no reason, shouldn't you give an explanation to the Raksha monks present?" He asked with a half-smile.

As soon as Ghost Che's words came out, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. Originally, all the high-level Raksha tribes were unwilling to stand out when they saw Fang Qi, and wanted to be an ostrich. Fang Qi took revenge, but Fang Qi had already been proven to be the envoy of the Holy Mountain and had passed the Feng Chan Ceremony, not to mention that the other party was really strong, so they all pretended to be stupid and were unwilling to face Fang Qi head-on.

However, the younger generation of the Rakshasa tribe is different. They are all young and at the age of trouble. Many young monks put their angrily eyes on Fang Qi and looked at him in unison.

Many people looked at me and I looked at you, each of them was intertwined with consciousness, and discussions arose:
"My Raksha monks don't know how many people died on the messenger. Shouldn't His Royal Highness give an explanation to my family?"

"Not only is there no apology, but no explanation?"

"Although the envoys are amazing, they don't care too much about my Raksha clan?"

"The people in the clan are all rumors about how mighty the messenger of the Holy Mountain is, with four heads and eight arms, a hundred feet tall, powerful Kongwu, a face like a ghost, and terrifying power, but in my opinion, they are all rumors, and they are not imagined at all. So terrible."

"I think this person must have used a conspiracy to kill more than ten thousand monks of my Raksha clan! He even joined forces with monks of the Yasha clan to ambush my Raksha clan!"

"Yes! This must be a conspiracy!"

Under the stage, countless young monks of the Raksha tribe said angrily, and the venue was buzzing.

(End of this chapter)