"It...you...the high priest?"

Lan Xiaoyu covered her mouth lightly, her eyes filled with uncertainty and surprise.

Under the pressure of Hua Wujue,

The rotten sailor looked weird, with a big hole in his chest and a strange head covered with dirty and messy hair. It was stretching out dozens of tentacles and was trying hard to climb out.

But it's strange.

The rotten sailor was weird and knew nothing about all this.

The eyeball drooped down, filled with panic, looking at Hua Wujue with fear and suspicion.

After hearing what Lan Xiaoyu said,

There was a glimmer of confusion in the eyes of the rotten sailor, as if he had heard this somewhere before, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Heh...Interesting."

A bright light flashed across Hua Wujue's inky pupils, and then he snapped his fingers.

There was a soft crisp sound.

The rotten sailor suddenly turned into a ball of blood mist and exploded in the cabin!

Click!

The monster head fell to the ground.

Dozens of pink tentacles were wriggling back and forth in the blood on the ground.

It... wants to escape.

But no matter how hard it tried, it felt like it was being pressed down by a mountain and couldn't move.

"High Priest...how could this happen?"

Lan Xiaoyu murmured with lifeless eyes.

Although the skull looked strange, she recognized it at a glance because of a strange connection.

At that time, the Bohai Kingdom encountered a crisis.

At the beginning of the crisis, the high priest personally sealed her in a crystal coffin.

This sleep,

A lot has changed in the past.

The Bohai Kingdom has become a thing of the past, and the clear ocean has become extremely turbid.

Those tribesmen who once lived there don’t know where they are now.

The only place she was still familiar with,

It's just a piece of ruins.

I didn’t expect to see such a scene when I met an old friend again…

"Well, the curse is quite powerful."

"That's a compliment."

Cui Jue touched his chin and said.

In those squirming bloods, white worm eggs were actually multiplying at an astonishing speed!

It's so densely packed that it looks like an ant tide is coming.

“Click…”

Very subtle and light sound.

The eggs began to crack and tiny tentacles emerged from them.

"Town."

Cui Jue pointed his finger, and the insect eggs stopped moving, while the tentacles that had already stretched out remained in the air.

He is Hua Wujue's subordinate, and it has taken thousands of years for him to gain her trust.

Friendship is one thing,

More importantly, it’s about ability and vision.

This kind of thing is naturally not something that Hua Wujue would bother to do personally.

Let Cui Jue, the judge of the underworld and the pen of life and death, do it.

"Emperor, can you give this item to me? I have a feeling that this item may bring some new breakthroughs to my spells."

Cui Jue smiled slightly and asked Hua Wujue for help.

In the underworld, he is known not only as the Pen of Life and Death, but also as the Soul-stealing Curse.

Proficient in all kinds of spells, covering sword, poison, witchcraft, dragon, five elements, longevity and so on.

If it can interest him, there must be something unique about it.

This is indeed the case.

"Using resentment as a guide, it communicates time and space, penetrates isolation, and sacrifices to the future, hiding in the past and the present, the living dead, the living and the dead, the soul is still there but the person is gone, the soul is hard to die when the person is gone."

Hua Wujue also revealed a hint of strangeness.

The road is endless and talented people will emerge in large numbers!

Even the most powerful cultivator in this world is no match for ghost generals like the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced.

But this so-called high priest cursed, if he was in the body of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon.

But it can definitely play a role.

Eternity and everlasting suffering.

I am in a trance and can’t remember anything, not even the past. What is the purpose of my present life?

Like a walking corpse, this is the best outcome.

But unfortunately,

The high priest's methods were ultimately in vain.

There is a mysterious shadow behind all fortunes.

This level of curse can never be completely retaliated.

Qiyi Hongmeng himself does not need to be too smart to deal with his subordinates, so this just saves a lot of effort.

The rotten sailor is weird and only knows himself as a dog.

If someone mentions his name, it can kill him.

Every once in a while, a lot of fresh blood food would appear on the deck.

It needs to follow the rules, little by little, to lure them to death.

When they are all dead, it will continue to wait for the next wave of blood food.

But it didn't know that it was once the captain of this ship.

The sailors, the cooks, the partners, are all dead.

It is the only one that survived.

No…

It is dead too.

But it was not liberated.

Each plays a different role...

It seemed like they were still with him.

"Husband...Hua Di, can you save the high priest?"

Lan Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly, and her eyes were already red.

High Priest, why have you become like this?

What about the tribesmen? Have they become like this too?

Father? Queen Mother!

Lan Xiaoyu actually had the answer in her heart, but she had never mentioned it deliberately.

Because she didn't want to face it.

Until the high priest's head appeared in front of her.

Hua Wujue hesitated for a moment and shook his head:

"Life and death are already determined. There is nothing I can do."

"Its soul has long since dissipated. Now, it is just breeding evil spirits.

For example, in some monstrous universes, reincarnation has not yet appeared, and all living things return directly to the will of the world after death.

There is no such thing as reincarnation.

Once it disappears, it disappears.

No longer exists.

Without returning to the underworld and reincarnation, death means dissipation.

The strange story is that Hongmeng constantly sends "viruses" to other universes, which is also collecting souls to strengthen the origin of its own universe.

They rule these planes.

It had long been cut off from the normal river of time to prevent someone with ulterior motives from snatching it directly from the river of time.

Viruses come easily, and are also easy to eliminate.

Without cutting off the long river of time, just go back in time and everything will cease to exist.

Otherwise, Hua Wujue, who had just been under the Black Sea, turned back time and prevented the ban from breaking.

But he didn't succeed.

Because this period of time has been broken.

The conquest of the underworld is to converge the rest of the long river of time into the mainstream of the underworld.

As the Lord of Fengdu, he can call up all time from any node.

땢理.

There is no such thing as time, and naturally there is no such thing as turning back time.

Therefore, he could not save the so-called high priest.

Even if he was the King of Fengdu, he could not retrieve the long-lost creatures from the non-existent "River of Time".

But, it is possible.

As long as Hua Wujue is willing, he can use his great magical powers to reshape a period of time and copy what happened here into it.

Finally, from this fake time, a similar creature is picked out.

It can be considered a resurrection.

But the key question is, why did Hua Wujue do this?

They are not related to each other, but for Lan Xiaoyu, why would he want to reshape a period of time? Is it just for his own selfishness?

Being compassionate is like being a donkey.

The Great Emperor of Fengdu is decisive in killing and is revered by all ghosts. All evil spirits and monsters bow their heads and kneel before him.

Hua Wujue only works for the benefit of the underworld, and at the same time, it also works for his own benefit…