Where are the supernatural powers?

They say that beauty, in the end, is still powerless.

"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"

Wu Rong happily accepted the spell, bowed and said: "I have already sent invitations to the ten clans when the giant fleet returned. There is no need to pursue the ghost clan's plot. The only requirement is to surrender, completely integrate into the underworld, and become a member of the underworld."

As a member of the underworld, the most I ask of the other nine tribes is autonomy."

"Teacher, please help me!"

Tu Shanjun nodded and said nothing, but clenched the hammer in his hand, his eyes red.

He doesn't have so many ideas.

Born as an evil ghost, his heart is full of hostility.

Now that he has reached this point, he has no time to argue with the ten clans.

Huhu said fiercely: "If you don't surrender, I will kill you until the underworld is empty!"

…

February Festival.

Sea of ​​blood.

Hades.

Styx Palace.

One of the clan elders was confused and looking for the backbone and said: "Jinjian Zun is not willing to help?"

"It's not because you don't want to."

The second elder, Ji Boshen, pondered for a long time before taking out the invitation. Originally, he should have been happy to get the invitation, but after knowing that there were leaders from the ten clans, he noticed something unusual, and he couldn't make up his mind, so he followed.

Ji Zong had some objections to Ji Jianzun again, so he returned to the palace.

"This is a good thing. Lord Luodu Daodao hosted a banquet for us. Doesn't it mean that he will no longer pursue the matter of that day." Another clan elder with white beard and hair nodded.

"I'm afraid of it..."

Ji Zhongchang quickly grabbed the second elder Ji Boshen and said loudly: "Second elder, let's just follow the will of the underworld. The ancestor also said so, let us help."

He was really scared.

It would be wrong to follow the second elder.

The Great Elder cannot come out of seclusion, and the Ancestor goes deep into the Blood Sea and the River Styx without caring about them. The Second Elder seems to be thinking about the Nether Clan every time when making major decisions, but the results every time make people break out in cold sweat.

Once you make the right choice once, the underworld becomes prosperous, but who would have expected that you make the wrong choice every time.

…

Ghost clan.

Holy place.

A wonderful palace.

The long-bearded, white-haired old man sitting high in the Wonderland lowered his eyes. The invitation in his hand was printed on a jade slip and distributed to everyone.

Everyone here is an elder of the Ghost Clan, with extraordinary strength. As one of the ten tribes of Yintian, the strength of the Ghost Clan cannot be underestimated, and the ancestor is all the Three Flowers Dao Lord.

Although he does not have the fifth step of great magical power, he has the half-step great supernatural power achieved through the Heaven-Mending Technique, which can bring out the ghost emperor's strength within a certain range.

One of the clan elders said in surprise: "The Lord of the Underworld said that he can forget the blame. The only requirement is that the ghost clan merges into the underworld. I think this is..."

Before he could say anything, he saw several ancestors with different expressions, but few of them agreed with his opinion.

"He is just Sanhua Daojun. Why should he ask us to merge into the underworld?"

Everyone seemed to ignore Tu Shanjun's strength intentionally or unintentionally.

They knew that once they talked about that person, the ghost clan's chips would be empty, so they had a tacit understanding that no one mentioned it, as if that person didn't exist at all.

But the reality is that Tu Shanjun is there, and he killed the real ancient emperor in the Demon Abyss. Judging from the fact that the ghost monks were reduced to half a level, even the emperor may not be his opponent.

"I don't think there's anything to argue about."

One of the ancestors stood up and said: "Most of the ghost monks are cultivators who have died. They have yang life in the human world, and they have yin life after becoming ghost cultivators. Not all of them are people who have exhausted their life span."

"Elder Zhu agrees?"

The ancestor named Zhu said calmly: "I didn't say that. I wanted to see the specific attitude of the underworld."

"No need to ask, he sent the invitation to the ten tribes."

The black-haired and black-bearded ancestor said seriously: "The underworld is too arrogant!

"Not to mention the opinions of the Desolate Tribe and the Zombie Tribe on this matter, they are stronger than us but they are limited.

"The Dragon and Celestial Clan are the third-class big clans. Will they agree? Even if the Dragon and Celestial Clan agree, what about the Yan Demon Clan and the first-class God Burial Clan."

"With a top Sanhua in charge of the Ancestral Emperor's soldiers, he can kill a Demon Emperor, but he may not be able to defeat ten clans together."

"Yintian has gained a lot of power. It's enough to become the eleven clans. If he wants to annex the ten clans and unify Yintian, I don't think he has such a destiny!"

An ancestor asked: "Will the gods and dragons help us?"
Chapter completed!