After Zhiyang left, the three people in the Jiuyou Hall were speechless for a moment.

Dajiao Xuanyuan glanced at Ming Hao beside him, he was also the Lord of Hades after all, but at this moment he didn't say a word.

"Okay, I have nothing to say to you. I'm going to keep an eye on the little girl. Maybe she can do something."

Rolling his eyes at Ming Hao, Dajiao Xuanyuan turned to look at Jing Qian, and then left without looking back.

"Brother Wang..."

Minghao was a little decadent, sitting on the steps in the palace, his eyes full of loneliness and desolation.

"Xiaoqian, please go, I'll be alone..." Looking at Jingqian's concerned eyes, Minghao smiled and tried to comfort his sister.

Jingqian and Minghao have been dependent on each other since they were young. How come she doesn't understand Brother Wang's thoughts now? Seeing Minghao like this, Jingqian sat directly next to Minghao, holding her brother's arm with both hands, quietly

Lean on his shoulder.

"Brother Wang, do you still remember? I have been sitting next to you like this since I was a child, watching the brilliance of the underworld that has not changed for thousands of years."

Ming Hao was slightly startled, and his originally depressed face gradually gained some expression. "Yes, at that time, you were still a little girl who loved to cry..."

I remember what happened before as if it was yesterday.

"So Brother Wang, no matter what, Xiaoqian will stay with Brother Wang."

Jing Qian raised his head, looked at Ming Hao's face, and smiled slightly. It seemed that the two of them were back to their childhood, where the brother and sister depended on each other.

The night in Hades is still so calm, it seems that nothing has happened, but everything has quietly changed...

After leaving Jiuyou Hall, Zhiyang returned to the room, took off the frost mirror from her waist, calmed down her mood, and planned to run to Jiuzhongtian.

Now, she doesn't want to waste a moment, she just wants to rescue Luo Yuan from Jiuzhongtian.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhiyang bumped into Dajiao Xuanyuan at the door.

Dajiao Xuanyuan walked around Zhiyang, glanced at the frost mirror on the table, and then at Zhiyang, and already understood what she was going to do.

"Have you thought about it? You know that this is a scam. What if Luoyuan is not in Jiuchongtian?"

"Then I'm going too! If I'm not in Jiuchongtian, I will turn this Jiuchongtian upside down!"

Zhiyang's eyes were cold but firm, and he had made up his mind to bring Luo Yuan back no matter what.

Dajiao Xuanyuan's face turned slightly pale and he stared at Zhiyang: "Now that you have made up your mind, I will accompany you to enter the Nine Heavens!"

Thunder roared in mid-air, a bolt of lightning struck down, and dark clouds rolled in. The big-horned Xuanyuan standing in front of Zhiyang had already turned into a golden dragon, and its figure kept tumbling in the dark clouds.

This is the first time that Zhiyang sees the true form of Dajiao Xuanyuan. The golden dragon is tumbling in the thunder and lightning, so domineering. Seeing this, Zhiyang can't help but smile: "It's just a fight in the Nine Heavens. Is it like this to mobilize an army and mobilize a large number of people?"

Dajiao Xuanyuan raised his eyes and looked at Zhiyang, who was still standing at the door, "I have never been a demon before, and I want to benefit from you today, so I can experience it well!"

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, without revealing their thoughts.

Zhiyang made a secret in his hand and turned into a white cloud, reaching towards the ninth level of the sky.

Tianjun, Yingsu, if you dare to touch Luoyuan this time, don’t blame me for tearing your face, calculating what happened eight hundred years ago, and bloodbathing the ninth heaven!

The nine-layer Tiantian Gate, which has always been heavily guarded, is unguarded today, which I can't help but find ridiculous.

"The Nine Heavens are waiting for you to come!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dajiao Xuanyuan smiled contemptuously and couldn't help but tease Zhiyang.

"It's great to wait. I'm left to collect them one by one." Zhiyang looked at the empty Jiuchongtian, turned his eyebrows, and looked at Dajiao Xuanyuan beside him, "Old man, you talk so much, you are like this

Are you scared?"

"Afraid? You stinky girl, when I am fighting in the three realms, you will most likely have to live in the previous life!"

Dajiao Xuanyuan rolled his eyes at Zhiyang, and the serious atmosphere between the two was immediately relieved.

Now Zhiyang is no longer the ignorant and helpless Emperor Ji she was for thousands of years. Zhiyang sneered, Teng Yun's speed gradually increased, and she landed outside the Nine Heavenly Gate.

The moment Zhiyang stepped onto the ninth level of heaven, heavenly soldiers rushed out from in front of the heavenly gate.

Ying Su slowly walked out of the Tianmen and said with a smile: "Zhiyang, you are here after all? I will say that you have never been a ruthless person. If I give you some threats, even if I make you go up mountains of swords and seas of fire, it will be

OK!"

Zhiyang smiled faintly: "You are just a goblin loose immortal, how dare you challenge me? Although I am not strong enough, it is still easy for me to kill you, a loose immortal who doesn't want to practice!" Her red lips parted slightly, and she looked at the heavenly soldiers beside her, all of them were shocked.

Didn't take it seriously.

Back then, Zhiyang cut off one of his own tails and did not suffer any loss when he entered the ninth heaven. Now he is the ten-tailed one, and he has the help of the big horn Xuanyuan. The king of heaven sends these heavenly soldiers and heavenly warriors, which is looking down on himself too much.

"Zhiyang, since you are here today, don't even think about going back alive!" After saying this, Yingsu retreated behind the Tianmen, and two more groups of heavenly soldiers rushed towards Zhiyang.

Zhiyang sneered: "It depends on whether you have the ability to keep me here!"

With a flash of white light, ten tails suddenly appeared behind Zhiyang. With a wave of his hand, the Silver Feather Yao Light Sword appeared in Zhiyang's hand. In an instant, the situation outside Tianmen changed drastically, and the sound of thunder accompanied by the roaring hurricane blew everyone's eyes open.

Without opening her eyes, Zhiyang jumped lightly, held the sword flower in her long sword, blocked the weapons of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and used the strength to turn over, and her every move was almost life-threatening.

Zhiyang's Yinyu Yao lightsaber had not been seen for a long time, and this time it was struck very hard. The sword seemed to smell the smell of blood. It passed through a body and brought out bloodstains all over the place.

However, this group of heavenly soldiers should not be underestimated. The weapons in their hands were controlled very cunningly, and they hit Zhiyang's foothold every time. They almost pierced Zhiyang several times. Fortunately, Zhiyang's body was agile and he was caught.

narrowly escaped,

At this moment, Zhiyang was gaining the upper hand, but as they fought, Zhiyang and Dajiao Xuanyuan discovered that something was wrong. The heavenly soldiers who had died before were miraculously resurrected, and they were extremely powerful when they struck. They were completely different from before. They seemed to have lost

It seemed like his mind was controlled by something.

Zhiyang was stabbed hard on the back. As time went by, Zhiyang's physical strength was not consumed at all.

"Girl, there's something wrong with these heavenly soldiers and generals!" Dajiao Xuanyuan, who also realized that he didn't understand, quickly leaned next to Zhiyang, and looked at the heavenly soldiers and generals who were approaching little by little, frowning for a moment.

"Why don't these people die? What kind of unlucky spell is this?" Zhiyang took two deep breaths, not caring about the injuries on his back, and saw that there was nothing he could do about these heavenly soldiers and generals.

The bodies of this group of heavenly soldiers and generals were covered with wounds, but it did not affect their approach. None of them seemed to be conscious.

"No...Old man, look into their eyes!"

Zhiyang's face was instantly dyed with different colors. She stared closely at the eyes of one of them. The originally clear pupils suddenly began to separate and turned into two, one large and one small, residing in the same eye socket.

What is going on!

Zhiyang has never seen such a scene before. What kind of weird magic is this?

In Zhiyang's exclamation, Dajiao Xuanyuan also realized something was wrong, "We can't drag it on anymore. You go to Luoyuan first, I'm here!"

If this situation prevails, even Zhiyang and Dajiao Xuanyuan will have trouble escaping, let alone rescuing Luoyuan.

Zhiyang rushed into the crowd again, trying to fight a bloody path. The long sword in his hand turned lightly, and the surrounding heavenly soldiers reacted very quickly. Due to an oversight, he was hit by a sword in the back. Yingsu, who was standing outside the field, saw this scene.

Laughing loudly.

"Zhiyang, Zhiyang, do you have this day too? Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at the scars all over your body, just like Luo Yuan, it's really heartbreaking. Seeing that you have been holding on for so long, let me give you a little more stimulation!"

After saying this, Ying Su released a fierce and treacherous purple fairy power in his hand. At the same time, the surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals seemed to have received a summons, and the divine power in Ying Su's hand was revealed in their eyes.

It seems that this Immortal Power Zhiyang looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it.

"Kill her!"

Zhiyang sneered, she was obviously here to save Luo Yuan, but now that she has not even seen Luo Yuan's face, it would be ridiculous to die here. How could ten foxes in the world die in the eyes of an earthly immortal?

In hand?

The surrounding heavenly soldiers began to surround Zhiyang, and a sword flew from nowhere and stabbed Zhiyang in the chest.

Covering the wound, Zhiyang quietly held the sword in his hand tightly, and swung the ten fox tails behind him fiercely towards the surroundings. When the people around him had not reacted, Zhiyang began to rush out of the encirclement.

"Old man!"

"good!"

Zhiyang ran directly towards Yingsu inside the Tianmen, leaving the Heavenly Soldiers behind him to Dajiao Xuanyuan to deal with. His figure kept moving, and the long sword in his hand directly faced the immortal magic in Yingsu's hand.

This immortal method is indeed a bit overbearing. When it collided with Zhiyang's Yin Yu Yao sword, there was no change at all. It seemed to be looking at the divine power that swallowed Zhiyang.

"hateful!"

With a flick of the long sword in his hand, his right hand turned into a palm and directly hit Ying Su's shoulder.

Yingsu fell to the ground and looked at Zhiyang fiercely, the viciousness and hatred in her eyes had already overflowed.

Another blast of divine power hit Ying Su's body. Zhi Yang looked at Ying Su quietly with cold eyes and said softly: "I don't have time to play with you now, but that doesn't mean you don't have to die."

After saying that, the whole person turned into a white shadow and quickly ran towards the Nine Heavens.

Along the way, although there were obstacles from the heavenly soldiers, they were not as difficult as the group of people outside the door. The plain sword turned lightly, the figure flew, and a white shadow quickly began to entangle with the heavenly soldiers and generals.

The white clothes were stained with more and more blood, and the wounds on the chest and back were always reminding Zhiyang not to take it lightly. Outside the Jiuzhong Tiantian Prison, there were always fewer heavenly soldiers and generals.

The long sword in his hand didn't know how many people's blood he drank, but it took only a cup of tea for Zhiyang to enter the prison.
Chapter completed!