Chapter 411: The Nether Saint
"Go to the ghost world quickly and bring that god back."
"yes!"
Ye Sha's eyes were full of joy. The gods, the soul power of the gods was the strongest and purest. If the soul of this god was refined, it would definitely make up for the missing soul of Wen Yan. After so many years, she could finally wake up.
Thinking of this, he formed seals with his hands, and the next moment, the door of the secret room behind him opened with a bang. He walked quickly into the secret room. At this time, there was a high platform in the huge secret room. The whole platform was emitting fluorescent light, and a steady stream of spiritual power was rising. A young woman was lying on the platform.
Ye Sha walked forward, looked at the woman with her eyes closed, and said excitedly: "Wen Yan, did you hear that? A god has finally appeared in this world! I have finally found someone who can save you! Don't worry, I will definitely bring her here and wake you up."
His crazy look was seen by the phantom behind him.
She clenched her fists and looked at the woman on the platform with resentment.
Why?
Why?
Why can't I even win against a dead person? Why would a dead person fight against me?
She had been with the Lord of the Underworld for ten thousand years, all because she was his substitute! She recalled asking him why he had chosen her, a woman of low cultivation, to be the Saint of the Underworld among so many women in the Underworld.
You must know that the Saint of the Underworld is the woman with the highest status in the entire underworld, and only the Saint of the Underworld can become the true Queen of the Underworld.
She originally thought that this man fell in love with her at first sight. After all, her beauty gave her such capital. Whenever this man looked at her with the most affectionate eyes, she was sure that the Lord of the Underworld had feelings for her. But later she realized that the man in front of her was looking at another person through her face.
Another woman whom he loved to the core.
Even though this woman is now just a shell of her former self, he still loves her wholeheartedly.
No!
Can't!
Absolutely not!
The Phantom gritted his teeth and turned away.
At this time, the battle in the ghost world had reached a white-hot stage. Ling Changge was fighting one against two without showing any signs of fatigue.
The force of life continuously flowed into her body, and the death energy they released had no effect on her at all.
"Damn it! This little girl is way too strong." Hentian said in a deep voice, "If this continues, we'll be the ones to be dragged to death."
"What should we do then?"
At this moment, a black mist flashed through the formation connecting the Netherworld and the Ghost World. Immediately, dozens of puppets walked out of the formation, flew to Ling Changge, and surrounded him directly.
"Great! They're the Underworld Lord's ghost soldiers!" The Ghost King laughed loudly. "With these ghost soldiers, this goddess won't be able to escape even if she has wings."
Ling Changge's gaze fell on a group of people in black robes.
Ghost Soldiers...
They are nothing more than puppets.
The ghost soldier swung both hands at the same time, and death energy rushed into the sky. Several death energy gathered in the air. Soon, a huge cage appeared above Ling Changge's head.
The cage seemed to have locked her, and no matter how she moved, the cage was slowly falling.
Ling Changge's heart sank. It seemed that he could not escape from the cage. He could only use brute force to smash it.
Ling Changge's mind flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in her hand.
The spiritual power in his body was poured into the Xuanyuan Sword. The sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword began to shake, and the powerful force rushed straight into the sky. Ling Changge raised it above his head and swung it fiercely at the cage. A flash of light passed by, and the cage shattered into pieces in an instant.
hiss……
The ghost soldier kept retreating and finally stopped after a few dozen meters.
"Divine weapon..." Hentian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in Ling Changge's hand with burning eyes.
The power of the magic weapon is indeed extraordinary.
If he could use it for his own benefit... his eyes, looking at Ling Changge, were not only fierce but also had a hint of greed.
At this time, the spiritual power in Ling Changge's body continued to be consumed by the Xuanyuan Sword.
"What kind of magical artifact is this? It consumes so much spiritual energy." A slight feeling of fatigue came over his mind, but then again, if it weren't for the strong spiritual power supporting it, the artifact would not be able to play such a big role.
All of these complement each other.
She was afraid that she would not be able to swing the Xuanyuan Sword a second time.
As soon as this thought came into my mind, the damn black cage appeared again.
"Isn't it over yet?"
Ling Changge was so angry that he wanted to curse.
At this moment, a flash of light appeared beside her and Xiaoyou's figure appeared.
He raised his hands upwards and injected dark spiritual power into the cage. In an instant, the cage was covered with cracks, death energy overflowed, and it quickly turned into pieces.
“This is…” Hentian’s pupils shrank suddenly: “Nine Nether Emperor! Are you the Nine Nether Emperor?”
"Heh, I didn't expect that there are still people in this underworld who remember me."
Hentian's heart sank. How could the Nine Netherworld Emperor be with the goddess?
The power of the Nine Netherworld Emperor is not something they can resist.
"You are quite courageous. You actually dared to touch the people I was protecting."
"Nine Netherworld Emperor, please stop confusing right and wrong! How could you possibly get involved with someone from the God Clan? If you anger the Lord of the Underworld, I will definitely destroy you." Hentian said in a deep voice, "Traitor to the Underworld, the Lord of the Underworld will not let you go!"
Xiao You looked at him, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "Tens of thousands of years ago, you said the same thing, you still can't do anything to me."
"So, are you sure you want to protect that woman?"
"Tens of thousands of years ago, if you hadn't saved me when you wanted to extract my power, I would have long since vanished from the world. Now it's time for me to protect her."
When Hentian heard this, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.
"Xiaoyou, there's no time to lose. They're holding us here, probably waiting for reinforcements." A glint of light flashed from the Xuanyuan Sword in Ling Changge's hand. "We must leave immediately. I can sense a powerful aura heading this way."
"Yes." Xiaoyou nodded: "The High Priest of the Netherworld, Night Soul."
"What? A chamber pot?"
Ling Changge blinked. The people in the underworld had really strong tastes. They actually gave themselves such a name.
"Arrogant boy! How dare you address me like that!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with white hair and an ancient and immortal look appeared in the air. If you didn't know his identity as the Netherworld Priest, you would never have thought that he was such a complete bastard.
"Nine Netherworld Emperor, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that you dared to come back here."
"Heh, where I go is not something you can control." Xiao You glanced at Ling Changge and said in a voice only audible to the two of them, "Don't worry about me for a while. Find the right opportunity to leave here. Your Burning Dragon Tower is not completely undetectable to these people."
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