This time is the time when the water of Hai belongs to the time when the water between heaven and earth is the most important, and it is also the best time to summon souls.

"Master, let's start too."

"Okay!" Xuanyuan was also a decisive person. He waved his sleeves and a scroll came out. The woman on the painting was a wind chime.

Soul-returning requires a medium, and there is no better object by this scroll. In addition, the woman in this painting has merged with the wind chime's soul and obsession, so the soul-returning is twice the result with half the effort.

Xuanyuan's fingers were slashed, and the whole portrait began to float in the air. The woman on the painting shone brightly, her eyes becoming more agile, as if there were thousands of words, but there was nowhere to be said.

"Chen'er, start!"

"drink!"

Xiao Chen's eyebrows lit up, and his id stepped out, sat upright in the void, and a eighth-pin red lotus was born under his feet, firmly supporting his id.

At the same time, Xuanyuan also opened his mouth and spit out two ripples of white air, turning into two Xuanyuan, which were the two corpses that were cut out.

It was the first time that Xiao Chen saw a clone who had been slaughtered out of a corpse, and looked at it curiously, but saw that the clone was full of heroic posture, full of black hair, holding a lamp in his hand, and the indescribable taste of scholar was the young Xuanyuan.

Another clone, middle-aged and mature, with a silent face, holding a book in his hand, and wearing a royal robe, was proud of middle-aged.

"Chen'er, don't be stunned, there's not much time left!"

After saying that, Xuanyuan and the two clones jumped together, settled in three directions, sitting cross-legged with a solemn look on their faces.

Xiao Chen did not dare to be negligent, but also jumped and stood on the fire position.

"rise!"

Together with Xiao Chen's original self and Fuxi's two clones, they all pointed at the portrait with one hand, and the power of the Human Emperor's Dao began to flow into the portrait frantically.

This five elements direction corresponds to gold, wood, water, fire and earth. It is also a method for Xuanyuan to understand the way of life and death. In the position of the five elements, the power of the human emperor's way can reverse the way of heaven, but there is a key point here, that is, the power of the emperor's way is not enough to suppress the way of heaven.

In just an instant, a series of imperial auras surged out from the five fingers and fell on the portrait in the middle, making the woman in the painting more vivid and her whole person became vivid.

"The wind rises!"

Tens of thousands of disciples shouted to the sky, and the resurrection curse became faster and faster. The yin wind blew even harder, and the whole world was filled with the screams of evil ghosts.

Xue Yan and Yang Yi both looked nervous. Youming was about to open up. Whether it was successful or not is here.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The entire Yin and Yangtai shook, and a huge gap was cracked from it. The dark blue ghost energy fell out endlessly, causing everyone's heart to shrink and their hair to stand on its back.

The real underworld!

But seeing the huge cracks separated straight, a real scene appeared from it, a vast river of blood roaring, as if provoking everyone.

There was a blue brick bridge on it. The ancient bridge exuded a hazy green aura. The three words "Naihe Bridge" were even more dreamy. Everyone was dizzy and drowsy, and the strong sleepiness kept coming.

"All sentient beings are suffering, like dreams and illusions. It is better to go back than to go back."

A whispering sound floated out of the underworld, as if crying but not crying, as if laughing, the people present had a heavy eyelids.

"If I hear this, the emperor's master zhongyāng, all the evil spirits retreat. My master and disciple are in charge of the imperial way of the world. I wonder if you want to be enemies with my master and disciple?"

Xuanyuan pinched the white bones and looked at the depths of the underworld with a smile.

"Oh, I don't care about the world for thousands of years. When I look back, I see that everything is wrong. Forget it, I can't stop you, so I can't do it myself."

The huge blood river was empty, and the Naihe Bridge slowly disappeared.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly: "Although Meng Po is a member of the Witch clan, he has a compassionate heart, which is rare."

Xuanyuan bowed: "Yes, Meng Po does have a compassionate heart. It is rumored that she has studied Confucian books since she was a child. When she grew up, she began to recite Buddhist scriptures."

"When she was still alive, she never recalled the past and never thought about the future. She just devoted herself to urge people not to kill and eat vegetarian food."

"After that, I got an opportunity to be inspired by the powerful witch clan. From then on, I worshiped the Netherworld and took charge of Naihe Bridge. However, because I was familiar with Buddhist scriptures in my early years, I felt a compassionate heart that was considered an alternative in this Netherworld!"

"Ha, I didn't expect that anyone else knew me so well in the Netherworld. If it were on weekdays, I might let him go, but today, you have committed a death sentence!"

A evil man with a fire all over his body and a ferocious face walked out of the underworld and looked at Xuanyuan with a cold face.

"I didn't expect you to be alive!"

"Zhurong, do you just hope I die?"

Xuanyuan sneered, looking unanswerable.

"you!"

The evil man was furious and was about to ejaculate when the sudden sky lit up and a few rays of faint light floated over.

"Okay, I'm talking about why you want to open the Netherworld? It turns out that you want to do something like resurrecting the way of heaven. Hahaha, do you think Hongjun will let you go!"

As a few rays of light gently penetrated into the middle of the portrait, the figure of the woman in the painting suddenly lit up, and she seemed to be struggling out.

Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan were both surprised, but the woman in the painting just lit up and returned to calm again.

"Yes, there is still a lack of soul and spirit in the underworld!"

Xuanyuan and Xiao Chen were not calmed down. If they could be successful in resurrection, then they would not need to open the Netherworld.

At this moment, the dark sky suddenly began to twist, and resentful bloody eyes appeared, flashing terrifying eyes in the darkness.

"Haha, I just said that this old man Hongjun would not let you go so easily!"

Zhu Rong was not in a hurry to take action, and stood on the crack, looking gloating.

This old man Xuanyuan and this little baby can't escape. I see how I can escape the punishment of heaven.

Xiao Chen looked at the bloody eyes all over the sky and his expression became extremely solemn. This time the punishment of heaven seemed to be very powerful. I don’t know that Ye Shuo and others could not withstand it!

Ye Shuo felt Xiao Chen's worried gaze, grinned, turned around and shouted: "Let the formation!"

In Zhu Rong's horrified gaze, a vast aura condensed from the Yin and Yangtai.

The figures of four strange beasts stood tall and powerful, and even Zhu Rong dared not look directly at them.

"Four gods under the Human Emperor's Sect!"

Zhu Rong was really shocked, then frowned, and secretly calculated in his heart that the breath was wrong. This was not the real four gods, but there should be no problem dealing with such punishments of heaven.

At this moment, he finally knew what Xuanyuan’s reliance was. He had such a clever calculation and every step was counted. Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, after tens of thousands of years, you will still be as handsome as you were back then.

The four strange beasts, the green cow is rough, the fire phoenix is ​​gorgeous, the unrestrained unicorn is noble, and the mysterious snake is domineering. They all have different appearances, but they all step on the earth, with the sky above their heads, and the supreme breath will pierce the sky.

The bloody eyes in the sky seemed to be irritated. With a thunderbolt, all the bloody eyes were bulging, and a blood light shot out from it, falling fiercely towards the Yin and Yangtai.

The four strange beasts saw the blood light in the sky, coming in a fierce manner. Before they could reach their bodies, they found a stinging pain in their bodies. They knew that the blood light was extremely dirty and they died immediately after being stained.

"roar."

The four beasts spit out their mouths into the sky, and a light bead fell out and gathered in the sky.

"Four Spirit Array!"

Zhu Rong was completely shocked, but he saw four light pillars rushing up from the four beasts, connecting to the light beads in the sky. From a distance, it looked like a gorgeous umbrella, covering the sun and towering into the clouds.

Thousands of blood, like huge water, kept falling down, hitting the umbrella, and a violent rumbling sound was heard, but without exception, it was not swept open by the umbrella.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Four Spirit Array could really control the laws of heaven. Now it depends on me and my master.

Xuanyuan also understood and looked at Xiao Chen with his hands together.

The portrait in the middle began to rotate, and mysterious lights spread rapidly. The disciples of the Human Emperor's Sect recited the Resurrection Mantra even faster.

"Dare you!"

Zhu Rong was anxious and watched the whole Netherworld tremble wildly. Obviously, these two people were really going to attract the last soul and spirit.

"Where is the underworld soldier!"

With Zhu Rong's order, rows of underworld soldiers rushed out of the huge crack.

But I saw a group of underworld soldiers, with rich yin flames on their bodies, their faces were silent, and they held long and cold spears in their hands.

Xuanyuan snorted coldly: "Zhurong, you are in charge of the Netherworld Soul Division. If you open a net, just think that my Xuanyuan owes you a love. If you continue to entangle, I and your witch clan will never end!"

"I'm afraid you won't do it."

Zhu Rong looked disdainful, waved his hand with one hand, and a large number of underworld soldiers waved their long spears and rushed towards Xuanyuan and Xiao Chen.

"Master, please pay attention. The last soul and spirit of Fengling are about to appear!"

Beigong Yu's hand pointed the sky compass, drawing in a vein, watching the pointer in the middle rotate rapidly.

"All disciples obey orders and change the formation!"

Xiao Chen shouted to the sky, opened his mouth and spitted, and a jade seal fell out, and the entire Yin and Yangtai was filled with milky white power of faith.

The disciples of the Human Emperor Cult all moved their bodies and stood up in an instant, and began to rotate. In just a moment, they changed from the soul-suming array to the Nine Yin Nine Yang** array.

Flashes of fog emanated, covering the entire Yin and Yang terrace.

"hateful!"

Zhu Rong was very angry. Although he was a quasi-saint, he knew nothing about formations. The old man Xuanyuan clearly had planned it.

The vast fog seemed to have removed the entire Yin and Yangtai. Millions of underworld soldiers looked at the fog in the sky, and the paintings that changed from time to time. They walked back and forth like headless flies, and saw Zhu Rong's heart burst into flames.

Damn it, this ** formation is so terrifying. It not only completely isolated the Yin and Yangtai, but also spontaneously changes in illusion, which directly awakens the short memories of these underworld soldiers.

The underworld soldiers are transformed from dead people, but all those who can be transformed into underworld soldiers are those who are not ignorant and have a deep obsession with their lives, so once their memories are awakened, they can be completely addicted.
Chapter completed!