Just after Xing Xian finished giving advice, the team who sent the bride suddenly played music, and the music of celebration filled the world.

The red wedding dress on Empress Ci's body seemed to be alive, stretching in all directions, covering the entire world in an instant, covering herself and the True Lord of Panshan, like a giant cocoon.

"The future Yan Jun, I will give you a ride."

Her voice rang in Fang Chen and Xing Xian's ears.

Then, the two of them felt that the scene in front of them changed and they had left the previous place.

I can't see the Queen Ci, nor the True Lord Panshan.

The bride-sending team was still moving at some strange speed, like teleportation, and the surrounding scenes were constantly changing.

Xing Xian was stunned for a while and looked at Fang Chen in shock: "Class Fang, I didn't expect that this Empress Ci was a loyal minister."

"Have she left behind to cushion us?"

Fang Chen looked strange.

Just looking at Empress Ci, she completely beat the group of evil demons who followed her without saying a word, and she didn't look like a character who could devote herself to the bottom of the human cushion.

"I can't understand that Yan Jun has been in a state of transformation for many years. Even some loyal ministers at the time died and scattered. Most of the last batch of Yin soldiers died in the small underworld more than 6,000 years ago.

Even if someone is as lucky as me to break into the world, I am afraid that I am still wandering around, looking for a suitable candidate...

Empress Ci has no official body, she is just pursuing the free and easy scattered cultivator Yin Demon. How could she make such a choice?”

Xing Xian frowned slightly: "What's wrong, something is wrong here."

He just explained what he thought that Empress Ci would give up on them in order to survive, but he did not expect that the choice she made was completely opposite to his guess.

"The facts are right in front of her, she didn't betray us."

Fang Chen said softly.

Xing Xian thought for a while and said tentatively to the sedan chairmen: "Where is this?"

"Sir, go wherever you want."

A sedan chair bearer said without looking back.

"Go to the Valley of the Gods."

Xing Xian pondered for a moment and said.

The bride-sending team did move in a different direction, and occasionally encountered some evil demons during this period, but most of these evil demons were similar to those of Xing Xian, and some were as strong as Fang Chen.

When they saw the bride-sending team, they seemed to see snakes and scorpions avoiding each other, let alone step forward to stop them.

It can be seen that Empress Ci is quite famous in this great underworld.

After a while, the team of sending off the brides suddenly slowed down. Fang Chen and Xing Xian noticed something strange and opened the curtain to look at them. They saw that the several sedan chairmen in the lead were gradually decaying.

First one person, then the second person, and then the third person, these decaying sedan chairmen turned into mummies. It was precisely because of their decay that the team slowed down.

This situation continued to spread, and in the end, all the thirty-two sedan chairmen turned into mummies.

The sedan stopped in place, motionless.

"What happened to Empress Ci."

Xing Xian looked solemn. He walked out of the sedan chair with Fang Chen and looked back. Not only did the sedan chair bear become a mummy, but the Yin demons carrying the load also became mummy corpses and did not move.

Xing Xian hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and opened the red cloth on the load and took a look, and found that there were some ordinary dowry inside.

Rice, noodles, buns with red hearts, utensils for dressing, and cabinets made by carpenters.

Without exception, these dowries have long been decayed, as if they will turn into powder with a slight touch.

“How far is it from where we are going?”

Fang Chen asked softly.

Xing Xian looked at the surrounding scenes with a solemn expression: "It should be more than a month away. During this period, he had to pass through some cities. If it was a detour, it would take more than several times."

He asked for a bamboo joint from Fang Chen's hand and stuffed it into Ji Liang's mouth. Then Ji Liang's aura changed. The faint yang energy of the Yin-Walking Man disappeared, and his face became a little gloomy, which looked no different from the Yin Demon in the Great Underworld.

"You also hold one. After all, you are a man who walks in the dark. Even the Riyoujun in the small underworld cannot be exactly the same as the Yin Demon's aura."

Xing Xian looked at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen nodded slightly and shouted a bamboo joint. The aura on his body was indeed the same as Ji Liang, and it produced some magical change, becoming more like a ghost demon.

"Even if you encounter a big evil demon like Empress Ci, you may not be able to see your identity as Riyoujun. This will make our trip smoother."

Xing Xian looked at Fang Chen a few times, nodded slightly, and then the two of them quickly left the place with Ji Liang.

A few days later, the True Lord of Panshan appeared in front of the bride-sending team. Looking at the decaying team that had turned into a rotten bride-sending team, he looked at Fang Tian Huaji coldly, and saw that Empress Ci was picked through her chest and hung it on it.

"Do you know their destination."

"How could I know that the Yin soldier did not trust me and never told me that the burial place of Yan Jun."

Empress Ci smiled slightly, her smile was still bright, but it was a little more pale.

"Empress Ci, why do you want to help them?"

Dark clouds rolled in, and a vast voice came out.

A trace of respect appeared on the face of the true Lord Panshan, and bowed slightly to the dark clouds.

Empress Ci showed a mockery in her eyes: "Taiyin Dragon King, why are you looking for them?"

I have never had any connection with you, so why do you have to attack me?

In the great underworld, I also have some friends. If they know about it, I am afraid..."

"Haha, threaten me?"

The bone dragon head slowly poked out and looked down at Empress Ci from a high place.

Whether it is the true Lord of Panshan who is about 100 feet tall or Ci, they all seem extremely small in front of the bone dragon head:

"If your friends know that you want to take over the Taoist throne of Yan Jun, you said... will their methods of dealing with you be more cruel than me?"

"What is the devouring of the Taoist throne of the Lord of Yan? We are just a ghost demon and cannot become the Lord of Yan at all."

Empress Ci sneered.

"How can I know if I don't try it? In the past, those Yin soldiers were numerous, so we dare not act rashly."

The Dragon King of Taiyin said lightly: "Now it happens to be a great opportunity for you and me. If I can become the Lord of Yan, I will definitely be appointed as a small official so that you can travel to the world.

I heard that you always miss the husband in your heart. Don’t you want to go back to the world to reunite with him?"

"What do you know?"

Empress Ci's eyes suddenly became a little crazy:

"You know nothing. You are just the remnant soul of a real dragon. You still want to be the Lord of Yan? It's a fool! Before you die, in the eyes of those immortals, at best, it's just a little snake, the mount of an immortal. You are a beggar who wants to be the emperor."

The Dragon King of Taiyin suddenly let out a dragon roar that resounded through the world, and almost tore the paper body of Empress Ci on the spot.

Finally, he held back and looked at Zhenjun Panshan:

"I went to her wedding dress and hung her in Jiangguang City. I want all the evil spirits in Jiangguang City to see what it would be like if Empress Ci who had enslaved them for countless years without clothes."

"You dare!"

A hint of panic flashed in Empress Ci's eyes, and she was frightened and angry.

"Why don't I dare? If you ruin my good things, you should have thought of such an end."

The Taiyin Dragon King said with a grim smile.
Chapter completed!