The Great Zhou Dynasty, the palace.

Zhou Heng lay in the bedroom and slept soundly.

This is the first time he has been drunk in more than two months since he has traveled through time.

This is a very rare experience for monks.

Outside Wushuang City, a vague figure quietly entered Wushuang City with the help of the hazy moonlight, and soon found the location of the palace.

The guards in the palace were not aware of it at all, and he easily touched Zhou Heng's bedroom.

With the help of the moonlight reflected from outside, an old face was revealed.

It is the royal ancestor of the Purple Heaven Dynasty.

From the Purple Heaven Dynasty to the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are thousands of miles apart.

At normal speed, ordinary Void Refining Realm powerhouses have to run wildly all day.

However, for the strong man in the human fairyland, this distance is nothing.

Especially the royal ancestors were already in the Nine-turned-ups of the human fairyland, and they were just talking about it in a short while.

It took only more than two hours to cross a distance of tens of millions of miles.

"What a pity! I offended my Purple Heaven Dynasty, I can only ask you to die!" The royal ancestor stood in front of the bed and looked at Zhou Heng for several seconds. He slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zhou Heng's head. At the same time, he confined the void and blocked the entire space. Even if Zhou Heng woke up, he could not stop him from grabbing.

"Um?"

However, what is strange is that when his palm was only about an inch away from Zhou Heng's face, something suddenly stopped him, and no matter how he burst out his own strength, it would be useless.

"not good!"

After all, the ancestor of the royal family is an old monster who has lived for nearly two thousand years. He immediately noticed something wrong and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hehe, since you are here, why bother to leave in a hurry?"

A gloomy sound rang in the bedroom, which was creepy.

"The Nine Turns of Human Wonderland, the soul must be delicious!"

"Master Qi, when did you like to eat souls?"

"Hehe, rebirth in this world, tastes and other things must be changed!"

The royal ancestor's scalp exploded, his eyes swept into every corner of the bedroom like lightning, but he could not see the source of the sound. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Who is pretending to be a ghost, and why don't you show your true form quickly!"

"Hehe, want to see us? That's not easy!"

brush!

Bai Wuchang suddenly appeared in front of the royal ancestor. His pale face and big tongue almost scared the ancestor of the Purple Heaven Dynasty who had lived for nearly two thousand years to death.

"Ghost-Ghost Clan!"

After all, the royal ancestor is a living fossil, so his knowledge is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

He recognized Bai Wuchang's identity at a glance.

However, when he was young, he had seen many ghost tribes and even fought with them.

But those people have the same appearance as humans, but their essence is different.

How could it be as terrifying as this guy?

The tongue is so long.

Why are you embarrassed to come out and walk around?

It’s not your fault to be ugly, but it’s your fault if you come out scary!

"Ghost clan, it's okay if you call us that! But we are different from the ghost clan in your world!" Bai Wuchang said with a smile.

"Okay, Master Qi, kill him quickly, don't disturb the king's rest!" Hei Wuchang appeared.

"Hehe!"

Bai Wuchang held a mourning stick in his hand and knocked it at the head of the royal ancestor.

The royal ancestor wanted to hide, but found that his whole body was imprisoned and he could not move at all.

"You - Earth Fairyland?"

The royal ancestor is about to cry.

Damn, if he knew that Zhou Heng had a ghost tribe in the earth fairyland around him, how could he come to die?

It really responds to one sentence: Giving a head for thousands of miles is light, and giving is light and affection is heavy!

He still has a thousand years of life, so he really doesn't want to die just like that!

The royal ancestor tried his best to break free.

pity--

It's useless!

"Dong!"

Bai Wuchang's mourning stick hit his head.

Then the royal ancestor was frightened to discover that his soul was actually pulled out of the human body.

No matter how hard he struggles, it will be useless.

"thump!"

I saw his body fall to the ground with a bang, and there was no hope of life.

"Put his soul away and leave it to the king tomorrow!" Hei Wuchang said gloomyly.

"Don't worry, Eighth Master, I know what to do!" Bai Wuchang smiled gloomyly, and the mourning stick in his hand suddenly burst out with a suction force, absorbing the soul of the royal ancestor in it. The mourning stick contained space. As long as it was a soul body, as long as it did not exceed their full realm, it would be impossible to break free.

"Let's go!" Hei Wuchang rolled up the body of the emperor's ancestor and disappeared into the bedroom with Bai Wuchang.

From beginning to end, no one knew that the royal ancestor had been here.

Even Zhou Heng, the person involved, didn't know that he had already left in the gates of hell.

...

After the morning court the next day, Zhou Heng came to the back garden, and Hei and Bai Wuchang appeared at the same time.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Heng glanced at Hei Bai Wuchang, but he did not summon them.

Hei and Bai Wuchang looked at each other, and with a wave of Hei Wuchang's sleeves, an old body appeared in front of him.

"Who is this?"

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment.

Hei Wuchang simply said what happened last night.

Zhou Heng was sweating coldly when he heard it.

Selling mahjong.

He walked in the gates of hell again.

"Lord, his soul is still in the mourning stick of his subordinates. How should we deal with it?" Bai Wuchang asked for instructions.

"Leave it to you, you can do whatever you want? By the way, have you asked him clearly about his identity?" Zhou Heng asked.

"I asked clearly that he is the ancestor of the Purple Heaven Dynasty, with the strength of the Nine Transformations of the Human Immortal Realm. Now in the royal family, there are five people in the Immortal Realm, one person's Immortal Realm, one person's Immortal Realm, and three people's Immortal Realm."

"I'll go, that's the foundation!"

Zhou Heng thought that there must be someone in the Purple Heaven Dynasty, but he didn't expect there were so many.

Fortunately, after Xue Rengui ended up with the spirit, Zhou Heng did not let him go, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

That is not to harvest other people's heads, but to be harvested by others.

Although Xue Rengui has amazing combat power and is still reincarnated by the White Tiger, he is already very powerful in the fourth turn of the Warrior Fairyland. At most, he can compete with the fifth turn of the Human Fairyland. But if he wants to compete with this old ghost, it is just a joke. He may be killed in one move.

"This Wushuang City must be equipped with a high-level formation, otherwise a little strong man would be like entering a state of no one, and he would not know how he died!"

After experiencing what happened last night, Zhou Heng deeply understood this truth.

Not only is Wushuang City needed it, but the palace where he lives was even more needed.

"The host needs advanced formations, just buy them directly in the system mall! There are formations that can withstand the full-strength attack of the powerful earth fairyland. Don't think about it. Don't worry about it, don't have 50 million, don't have 30 million, don't have 10 million, just 998 million, bring the advanced formation home! Recommended index of five stars!"
Chapter completed!