Huh ~

A cold wind blew by.

Yan Xiake's heart suddenly moved. Looking back, he saw a sudden breeze in the air. The cloudy mist rolled and burst, and a pale giant hand fell from the sky and grabbed the three people:

"The breath of a strange person is so sweet and delicious!"

"court death!"

Wei Shaoyou was already angry. When he saw the demon attacking, he immediately had a channel to vent his anger.

With just a cold shout, thunder broke through the sky and fell from the sky.

Facing the ancestor, he is timid, but it does not mean that he has no temper. In fact, he practiced the thunder method taught by Sa Wuling, and the most violent attack is!

Rumble!

In an instant, thunder dragons tore up the heavy fog, and drowned the pale giant hand in it with a shocking ghost cry.

"The aura of a living person is indeed dazzling. After a while, a demon came to the door..."

Taoist Mingxin looked around and saw countless demons squirming in the heavy fog.

Roaring,

Hit it!

......

The paper man carried the sedan chair and staggered, but the speed was not slow.

Not long after, I arrived in front of the Netherworld City.

"arrive!"

"Please ask Master An to get out of the sedan chair."

The paper man bowed to greet him.

An Qisheng walked out of the sedan chair a hundred feet away, and was the tall and majestic city wall as tall as a pillar.

Sneak ~

At this time, the paper sedan chair and eight paper men turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

Floating in front of An Qisheng, it turned into a paper bridge that led directly to the city wall.

"Fellow Daoist An came from afar, but Xie Qi could not meet him."

The clear and clean sound was like a spring water flowing down, and the endless fog surrounding the vast city retreated and dissipated.

"It's An who disturbs me."

An Qisheng responded lightly.

At the same time, step onto the paper bridge and climb up the steps.

The paper bridge was very stable, and An Qisheng walked very quickly. It seemed that before the two of them could greet each other, he had already seen the city gate tower like a dragon head on the city wall.

And two figures, one black and one white, sitting in front of the city gate tower.

The man in white sat north and south, while the man in black sat north and south. The two of them were tightly clamped together back to back, as if they had become one and inseparable.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he had already realized the mystery.

This Hei Wuchang is neither life nor death, or he should have died, but he was forced back by Bai Wuchang and Xie Qi from his own source.

But at the same time, Bai Wuchang and Xie Qi were also imprisoned on this city wall, unable to leave or even move.

Unfortunately, even so, Hei Wuchang's current state is not much worse than death.

From this we can see that in that battle that year, the loss of Youming was so heavy that the Eight Lords of Youming was almost destroyed, and the remaining Xie Qi could not leave Youming City.

No wonder the Yinsi City God system was shut down and was eventually collapsed by the Heavenly Daoist with the pressure of dragon energy.

Step by step ~

After a thought changed in his mind, An Qisheng kept going up the city tower.

At this time, I saw the true deity of Master Xie Qi. His voice and appearance were just like when Qin Wuyi fell. The only difference was that Hei Wuchang, who had no face behind him, was not seen.

"Fellow Daoist."

Xie Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at An Qisheng, and a complex expression of unknown significance appeared on his face:

"Your path has come to an end."

The road has come to an end?

The yellow dog squatted on his shoulders. He was originally looking at Mr. Xie Qi, but he was very surprised when he heard this.
Chapter completed!