The Nether Palace is only a few hundred miles apart from the Great Freedom Palace.

It also forms a world of its own.

However, unlike the environment surrounded by the immortal energy of the Great Freedom Palace, the entire Nether Palace is full of ghost energy and blood mist.

Especially the center of Nether Palace is simply a huge pool of blood.

In the center of the blood pool, a huge blood lotus floated. Above the blood lotus, a figure shrouded in blood mist was sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood lotus.

The figure's face was blurry, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the blood was lingering around him.

In front of him, a beautiful woman was kneeling.

Both of them both fell on a blood-colored mirror in front of them, and a figure fell on the mirror image, which was Ye Xiu's figure.

"The man you are waiting for is him?" As the picture disappeared, the blurry blood-colored figure muttered softly, with a cold voice without any emotion.

"Yes!" The beautiful woman knelt there respectfully and nodded.

"You should understand that even if you go, he will be dead for a lifetime..." The blood-colored figure still said coldly.

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, the disciple must go..." The beautiful woman said resolutely.

"Even if all memories are erased for this, I will sink into the sea of ​​blood forever?"

"Yes!" The woman cut off the railway.

"Crazy..." The blood-colored figure who had no feelings at all actually sighed softly.

"Please help me..." The woman put her hands on the ground, kowtowed and bowed to the blood-colored figure again.

"This is your own choice. I won't stop you, go..." The blood-colored figure sighed softly, and with a casual move, a black flag appeared in his hand, wrapped around the woman's body, turned into a stream of light, rushed out of the blood pool, and flew towards the sky!

In the world, what love is, it makes people agree with each other!

Mortals!

Looking at the woman's departure, the bloody figure sighed softly in his heart.

The gate of Shushan Jianzong, thousands of kilometers away from Kunlun Mountain.

Unlike the Great Zizai Palace and the Nether Palace, the major sects that claim to be the same world, the mountain gate of the Shushan Sword Sect is formed by connecting several secret realms.

Among them, located on the Shushan Mountain in Shushan Jiange, a man in blue was sitting cross-legged on a cliff, with an ordinary iron sword inserted in front of him.

At this time, a sword light shot from the distant sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the man.

A beautiful woman wearing a white brocade dress and floating black hair stood above a flying sword, standing in the air, looking down at the man in green from above.

The man in green woke up from his meditation and looked up at the woman in white.

"Is there anything wrong?" The man said in a cold tone in the face of the female sword fairy who made countless disciples of Shushan Sword Sect excited.

"He appeared..." the woman in white said lightly.

"Hmm?" The man in green was stunned. Of course he understood who he was.

"He has now become the holy lord of the Tianwu Sect. All major sects have sent masters to gather in the Tianwu Sect to uproot him and the entire Tianwu Sect..."

"What do you think of the leader?" asked the man in green.

"The entire sect is in seclusion and is not allowed to go out!" the woman said lightly.

"Thank you for me!" The man in green stood up from the ground and was about to break through the void and leave, but was stopped by the woman.

"Lu Jiujian, your cultivation level is not in the Nascent Soul stage now. What's the use if you go?" the woman said angrily.
Chapter completed!