Hai Zi Prison was in great pain. As the first person under the Lord of the Palace, he is now going to betray the Palace of the Palace.

But he had to do this because the person who coerced him was Zhang Ruochen. The one who walked with Zhang Ruochen was also the God of Angry.

His cultivation level of great freedom in the early stage of infinity is really not enough in front of these two people.

The Palace of the Underworld is located in the northern part of the Dark Abyss defense line, located in the Underworld Crisis. The Underworld Crisis is also the largest world of the entire Underworld clan. There are many monks, and the protection formation is the ancestral formation left over from ancient times.

"Actually, with your cultivation, even without my cover, you can avoid the perception of the Lord and enter the critical state of the underworld."

After entering the critical state of the underworld, Hai Ziqiu said this, trying to test the purpose of Zhang Ruochen and the Angry God Lord sneaking into the critical state of the underworld.

Of course he had a premonition, and it would never be a good thing.

He knew the grudge between the Palace Master and Zhang Ruochen, and suspected that the Angry God Lord had made some kind of deal with Zhang Ruochen and wanted to kill the Palace Master.

Or, the God of Angry Heaven wanted to take the five-fold evil and dark heavenly principles in the Palace of the Underworld, but was afraid of criticism from the heavens in the Hell Realm, so he wanted to take ruthless actions.

After practicing for so many years, Hai Ziqiu is very aware of the greed and sinisterness of human nature.

Whether it is because of the psychological gap between the half-ancestral ancestors, or because he wants to deal with the challenges of the ancient twelve tribes with stronger combat power, he has a full motivation to do so.

Hai Ziqiu walked in front and saw that the two of them did not respond, so he smiled bitterly: "Can God leave me a way out? Huh!"

Hai Ziqiu turned around and looked, and the Angry God Lord and Zhang Ruochen had disappeared without a trace.

The voice of the Angry God Lord floated from nowhere and came into his ears: "If you don't want to die, after entering the Underworld Palace, don't contact Wen Zhiren and master the formation hub of the temple as soon as possible. If there is any change, open all formations immediately."

Hai Ziqiu realized that what happened today was not as simple as he imagined. He bowed slightly behind him and then strode towards the palace.

Zhang Ruochen and the God of Angry appeared in an ancient city closest to the Nether Palace, walking in the middle of the main street, with people passing by on both sides. They were all young generation of Holy Realm monks of the Nether Clan, many of them were just like humans, and they seemed to have returned to the heavenly universe, full of vitality and vitality.

Zhang Ruochen said, "I have always been curious. Why can the Nether Clan be reborn from death, have vitality and reproduce? Could it be that life and death can be reincarnated in the cycle of reincarnation? Death is not the only destination?"

"I have asked Prajna, the transformation process of the undead to the underworld, but she couldn't explain it clearly. I wonder if there is an answer here?"

The God of Angry said, "All monks have been studying and pursuing the answers to the secrets of life and death from ancient times to the present, but there has never been any result. Do you think the dead spirits of the three tribes are alive or dead?"

Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, "Sure it!"

"But there is no life energy in their bodies, nor the fire of life, and it cannot reproduce and reproduce." said the Angry God Lord.

Zhang Ruochen said, "But they have consciousness, have a spiritual wisdom, and have a direction to pursue. If a person knows what he is pursuing and does it bravely and persistently, then he is not considered a dead thing."

"So in your opinion, the essence of life is consciousness? Are the plants and trees in the mortal world conscious? Do they have life or no life?" said the God of Angry.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The origin of heaven and earth, the origin of life, and the origin of consciousness seem to be a puzzle that will never have any results. In fact, what I want to ask is, how does the God Lord look at the Underworld Ancestor?"

"For any monk of the Nether Clan, Nether Clan is the greatest existence in the world. Without him, there would be no Nether Clan. Without the eight volumes of "The Book of Nether Clan", the Nether Clan would not have practiced."

The Angry God Lord then said, "Of course, respect and respect are the same thing. If the Ming Ancestor wants to destroy the world and ask us to die, we should fight back. Living is the most fundamental meaning of cultivation. Letting more people live is the responsibility that the strong should shoulder. The Xuanzang and Xue Jue are here!"

Zhang Ruochen looked up.

I saw two beams of light, one black and one red, rushed straight towards the Palace of the Underworld, passing through layers of formation light curtains and disappeared.

"It should take some time,

I'll take you to a place."

The God of Angry strode through the long streets and said, "When I was young, I also became a disciple of the Ming Palace. I often came to this city with my brothers to trade cultivation resources, sang in a singular manner. Unfortunately, none of those people who lived to this era turned into loess and white mud."

Soon, the God of Angry and Zhang Ruochen stepped on a number of steps and climbed a suspended island more than 200 feet above the ground.

In front of you, there are pavilions and towers, colorful lights hanging high, and white mist is misty. Beautiful dancers can be seen walking by in groups everywhere, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras like nature can be heard in your ears.

I have never been to any place and seen any kind of woman, and I am calm in my heart.

The God of Angry Heaven said, "It's been more than one million years, and I don't know how many generations of masters have been changed here! When we first came here, it was called Jiangshan Pavilion. The masters had to comment on major events in the world every month, and naturally, there was something inside the Nether Clan. If the younger generation of Nether Clan monks were nominated, it would be a great honor and would have to invite the most expensive wine. Now it has changed a lot and there is no Jiangshan Pavilion."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Even if there is Jiangshan Pavilion, the God Lord will never find the passion of the blood heat river that he used to be. Everyone can only be a teenager once. When youth passes away, life will fade and there will be no more waves in his heart."

The God of Angry came to a wind pavilion near the edge of the sea and ordered a pot of wine.

Here, you can look at the Palace of the Underworld from afar or overlook the ancient city below.

"Every time I come to the Palace of the Underworld, I will definitely come here to sit. Even if the environment changes drastically, even if I can never find my old friends again. But the wine here still tastes the same as before." said the God of Angry.

Zhang Ruochen poured a glass of himself and drank it, "It's very ordinary, it doesn't taste much."

"Of course there is no taste. This is the wine for monks in the holy realm. What I drink is not the taste!" The God of Angry Saked it carefully.

At this time, Zhang Ruochen suddenly said, "Can the person behind Wen Zhiren be a seventy-second-grade lotus?"

The God of Angry holding the wine glass, paused slightly, looked at the majestic palace in the distance, and said, "There is this possibility! If Barr, the Emperor of Nine Deaths, and the Bone Yama, have all gone to the Netherworld Dungeon, then the only one who can still make arrangements here is her, the mysterious sword cultivator, and the disappearing darkness and weirdness. I hope it is her. This time, I will not let her go!"

The reason why Zhang Ruochen and the God of Anger asked Hai Zi Prison to take them into the critical state of the underworld was not to avoid the Lord of the Palace, but to avoid the person behind the scenes who might exist.

If you startle the snake, that person might not show up!

Zhang Ruochen said, "With the cultivation of Xuanzang, it is more than enough to deal with Wen Zhiren. The question now is, will the person behind Wen Zhiren save him when he encounters danger?"

The God of Angry Heaven said, "If he is in the critical realm of the underworld, he will definitely take action. Because the Soul Search Text Zhiren of the Xuanzang can also find the answer and find it out. Moreover, these world-destroying people hidden in the dark have suffered heavy losses as the quantitative organization is destroyed, and there is almost no available manpower in the heavenly universe and the hell realm, which is equivalent to losing eyes and ears."

"Wen Zhiren is neither an optional small character, but also has control over their eyes and ears in the Hell Realm, so he will not give up so easily."

With strong cultivation, you can naturally explore and calculate things in the universe.

However, once the soul and mental power are released to explore, the secret of heaven will be exposed.

It's deadly for the hidden ones.

Only by instinctive perception, no matter how high your cultivation level is, the information you can get is very limited, or it is too late.

The noise rang out, and a group of maids and a large number of young monks of the Underworld surrounded a woman and passed by the cliff. It was very lively.

A series of flattery and praise sounds kept ringing.

The woman was wearing a veil, her eyes were always calm, she hugged a delicate pipa like a jasper, and walked forward. Even in response to everyone, she was still plain and simple, with only the pleasant voice, which made the monks of the Underworld present ecstatic.

It seemed as if you could hear her voice, you were already satisfied.

No matter where the beauty is or what race it is, there is no shortage of suitors.

Zhang Ruochen just glanced at him and said, "This woman is not simple!"

It can make Zhang Ruochen, who is today, commented "very not simple", and made the God of Angry, and he took a look. He did not release the perception of the soul, but for the God of Heaven, there is no need for the perception of the soul!

"It looks like a god but not a god, it looks like a holy but not a holy, but it looks like a false god." said the angry god.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and smiled and said, "In terms of cultivation, I am far from being as good as the God Lord. But in terms of understanding of women, I believe that the God Lord cannot match me."

"What are you going to do?" said the angry god.

Zhang Ruochen said, "The God Lord just saw it too deliberately! She should have sensed it, but she obviously did not dare to release her soul to investigate, so it is impossible to know our identity and origin. I plan to visit us in person."

"Then you have to be careful and don't fall under the pomegranate skirt."

The Angry God Lord stood up, walked straight down the Hanging Island, and headed towards the Nether Palace.

He was a little worried that the person behind Wen Zhiren would be hidden in the Nether Palace. If the Suo Xuanzang and the Blood-Jie War God fell into the hands of each other, they would be passive.

The woman wearing a veil and holding a pipa in her hand was standing by the window of the fourth floor pavilion, watching the Angry God Lord step by step down the steps, and recognized him.

"Just leaving like this? Is this exposed, or is it not exposed?"

In Haizi Prison, Hei Xuan Cang, and Xuejue War God rushed to the Ming Palace one after another. She had already smelled the danger and was about to leave.

She must leave now, whether it is exposed or not.

The noisy monks of the Underworld outside suddenly became quiet, as if they all disappeared in an instant.

The woman with veil frowned slightly with two straight and slender eyebrows.

Behind him, the sound of the door opening sounded.

After Zhang Ruochen opened the door, he did not immediately break in. He looked at the picturesque woman by the window through the screen and said, "I have sent them away! I suddenly visited, a little presumptuous, please forgive me."

"The door is opened, but it doesn't come in. Is this the style of the Fengliu Sword God?"

Behind the screen, footsteps sounded.

The woman walked to the edge of the bed step by step, stroked the strings of the pipa and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"After all the girls have invited me, I'm naturally more respectful than obedience."

Zhang Ruochen walked into the room, a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and said, "To be honest, you should be afraid of. As long as you take action, the God of Angry will be able to return in an instant. It is not appropriate for us to hit you, a female person, right?"

"You are so sure, you two are my opponents together? Besides, this Ming Crisis brings together half of the prides of the Nether Clan, and is the hope of the future of the Nether Clan. Once the fight is fought, the Ming Crisis will not be preserved." The woman said softly, as if the girl in the boudoir was talking about love words, without a trace of the momentum of a strong man.

Zhang Ruochen said, "We two are not your opponents together. Are you half-ancestor?"

"You've misunderstood! The combined combat power of yours and Kong Fanfu is actually lower than that of Kong Fanfu. At least for me!"

The woman's voice was not ridiculed or cold, as faint as orchid.

Too much bullying!

Zhang Ruochen was amused and cried, and said, "Do you think you are sure to take me down before the Agry God Lord arrives?"

"As long as the distance is close enough, Kong Fanfu can take you down with one move. You shouldn't have been sure, you shouldn't have opened a strange woman's boudoir, and the other party shouldn't have invited you, so you just walk in." The woman said.

Zhang Ruochen stopped when he was about to walk past the screen. He could only see her snow-white feet with jasper silver chain jewelry, and the rest were blocked.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to move forward, but then he really stepped into someone else's boudoir and said, "You made a lot of sense, I will remember it in the future. Now, you should take action, right?"
To be continued...