The Immortal Dynasty Ji Dao.

The leader of the Netherworld Sect smiled and said, "When the leader of the Fengxian Sect fell, he should decisively go to Kunlun Realm to see the Heavenly Lord. As long as he kills himself in the sect and promises to completely obey the orders of the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Lord will definitely respond.

But at that time, I still had a little fantasy about the heaven world, so I chose to close the mountain."

"Later, under the heavy pressure of Qingcheng Yun, he mistakenly chose to believe in the heaven world and attack Chi Xingtian and Yu Cangsheng and others."

"Now the Heavenly Lord has gone to Lihentian, and the Heavenly Palace is the God of Tribulation to take charge of the overall situation. How can the Netherworld Cult have vitality?

It’s too late! If you take a wrong step, you will be doomed.”

Xian Chaoji said: "We will leave now, go to the Demon God Realm, and go to the Wanxu Realm. The Heavenly Court Universe will definitely have our place to stay.

Although the evil god and the others have fallen, the Netherworld Cult still has us, and our strength is not weak."

The Netherworld leader closed his eyes and said, "I have sensed that outside the distant starry sky, a soul thought locked me and was coming towards me.

Today’s disaster can be escaped either.”

In the eyes of Xian Chaoji, tears fell like rain, and she said, "Didn't it mean that the Netherworld Cult will follow the footsteps of the Immortal Cult today?

No more way to survive?

We can defect to the Murong family. The Forbidden Ancestor is coming, and the Murong family is now at its peak.”

"If you defect to the Murong family, the Netherworld Cult will only die faster and destroy more thoroughly."

The leader of the Netherworld Sect had regained his sharpness and said, "In this life, I have dreamed of an evil emperor, and I have worked hard to lead the Netherworld Cult to become the first sect in the universe. Unfortunately, for a million years of practice, all the sharpness has been smoothed by reality.

Gradually, we regard sentient beings as ants and monks as grass. Even if the gods in the sect are angry as their masters, they will still be killed with one palm."

"It was not until this moment that I suddenly realized that I had already gone astray.

Those who practice evil paths must also have three parts of righteousness in order to maintain absolute rationality, and be like the evil emperor, who will be more evil when encountering evil, correct when encountering righteousness, and be respected by the world."

"Ji, you are still young, and you still have the kindness that remains unabridged in your heart. If you really want the Netherworld Cult to be passed on, go to the Heavenly Court to find Zhang Ruochen."

Xian Chaoji's eyes were full of confusion and said, "With Zhang Ruochen's method of dealing with the Fengxian Cult, how could he let go of the Netherworld Cult?"

"Zhang Ruochen is known for his ability to embrace all rivers and has been doing things all the time, but he has not eliminated the roots, and he will leave a glimmer of hope."

The leader of the Netherworld Sect took out an ebony box and handed it to Xian Chaoji, saying, "If you bring this thing to him, you will say that it was given to the Evil Emperor by Lingyanzi.

It depends on whether the legend is true. If Zhang Ruochen's aura can really leave a way out for the Netherworld Cult, it is worthy of the name of the future ancestor."

"Bang!"

The leader of the Netherworld Sect slapped out with his palm, knocking Xian Chaoji into the crack of the space and disappearing into the world of nothingness.

On the other end, blood filled the sky above the sea of ​​tassels.

The blood-red evil spirit, carrying a magnificent palace, slowly rose on the sea.
Chapter completed!