2 God's power reappears in hell

The ice hell palace, at the top of hell, absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. Although the palace is not as magnificent as it is, the ice is magnificent, crystal clear and unique.

In the palace, a pair of people snuggle up to each other and become one with the snow-white world, just like the people in the painting. For a long time, they have become a world without words, and nothing in the outside world can disturb them. Just snuggle together and feel each other's warmth.

After a long time, Fusheng let go of Xiaowei and said softly, "Before we leave, I have something else to do."

"What's the matter?"

"It's to save the ice snake that has been with me for thousands of years."

"How to save it? Is it difficult?" Xiaowei couldn't help worrying. She was a selfish person, and she didn't want to lose her cultivation for anyone, including herself.

"Don't worry. It's difficult for him to save him. I'll be fine." Fusheng saw the worry in Xiaowei's eyes and understood why she was worried. Sometimes they could communicate without words. In order to make Xiaowei feel more at ease, he said:

"Ice snake, only when the soul leaves the demon's body can't wake up. I put his body in the lowest layer of the ice hell. When I find his soul and integrate it with his body, I can save him.

"How to find it?"

"After the death of people, demons and beasts, the soul will enter the reincarnation hell. The ice snake believes that it will not be reincarnated and will wait for me there.

"Then you are going to go to the reincarnation hell to save him. How can it be easy for Yan Jun to guard there?"

"Yan Jun is just an immortal who has become a god, and I haven't paid attention to him yet."

The world is divided into seven worlds, the highest level of divine world, the second level of immortal world, three layers of mythical beast world, four layers of human world, five layers of demon world, six layers of demon world, and seven layers of underworld. From the third level to the seventh floor, you have to experience hundreds or thousands or even tens of thousands of years to practice as an immortal. After cultivation, you have to experience a natural disaster. The fairyland is divided into three levels, earth immortals, immortals and immortals. A very few immortals can cultivate and enter the divine world, so there is a big difference between gods and immortals. Not to mention the ancient gods, they are a kind of perverted existence. They really live together with heaven and earth and can change the fate of any world.

Having said that, but..." Xiaowei said that there was an endless sadness. She wanted to say that now you only have a thousand years of cultivation. How can you compete with the lord of the underworld? How could she bear to say it before she swallowed it halfway. All this is like this thanks to her. Guilt and regret!

"Please believe me, although I no longer have the power of those years, I can still gallop with my sword and smile proudly in the world." Xiao Wei smiled. Such a heroic spirit is unparalleled in the world that I like.

Fusheng wants to go to the Yanluo Hall to save the ice snake, but he doesn't want to take Xiaowei. He doesn't know whether it's bad or not. He doesn't want Xiaowei to be in danger again. Xiaowei gently refused: "I want the world to know that there is a floating place where Xiaowei exists, and I will be inseparable from you when I go to heaven and earth." Hearing this, the corners of his mouth rose, which was even more exciting than the first smile a thousand years ago. It was all tender and spoiled by her. Well, I won't make you feel a little wronged with me. Fusheng made a secret promise in his heart. He was not good at expressing that kind of tenderness, but just proved all this with his actions.

"Then let me go." After a burst of floating clouds, it disappeared instantly. It seems that the two of them have never appeared here.

It's dark, there is no light here, and it's very cold. It's not as comfortable as the ice hell. There is only a faint blue ghost fire floating around. They can just see things with the ghost fire, but they can only see what is farther away. Strange things, these ghosts and fires and other spirits didn't dare to move when they saw them coming. I have not seen strangers in the past.

They walked for a while, and suddenly there was a light in front of them. The crystal red light shone red like a gem, and the humid air was filled with a fresh fragrance. The bright flowers bloom in this uncontraorable cold hell, showing their enchanting beauty. Xiaowei looked at them in a daze, with endless pity in his eyes, and a crystal tear slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"Xiao Wei? What's wrong with you?" The floating adult who has always been vigilant and takes care of Xiaowei asked.

"Nothing, I just feel her pain."

"Manzhu Shahua, the flower on the other side?"

"Well, there are flowers without leaves, and there are leaves without flowers. One is a flower demon named Manzhu, and the other is a leaf demon named Shahua. They are the flowers on the other side that have been waiting for thousands of years, but they can never see each other with their own eyes. Because you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, but you can't see the flowers when the leaves grow. Between flowers and leaves, we can never see each other, and we are wrong. They are so pitiful." Xiao Weizhi knew that it was not the time to be sad, but he couldn't help seeing them. He gently touched the blooming flower with his hand and was accidentally stabbed. It really hurt. She felt numbness in her hand in an instant, but she didn't show that she was worried about floating life.

After they left the other side of the flower, they soon came to the Yanluo Hall. Yan Luo is not a kid. There are always a few dog-eyed ghosts. They don't know who the two are? What's the reason? It's their bad luck, and they don't blame the humble kid at the bottom who can't see this high god. Even the king of the city has seen only a handful of times.

"Where did the thief come from? Dare to break into my Yanluo Hall!" A ghost with a white face, blue teeth and a long tongue scolded.

"Who dares to stop this Yanluo Hall if he wants to come?" Proudly, he does have this strength, and this kid doesn't get into his eyes at all. Even the king of hell has to salute when he sees him. What are they?

"You... you have a big tone!" A little leader who seemed to be the leader of the gatekeeper shouted to embolden himself, "What are the little ghosts still doing? Kill him for me." Countless black soul grievances around him surged over, and he rushed to the Floating Lord with howling, angrily and roaring.

Waiting to see the floating adult leisurely lift the jade flute, and the melodious sound of the flute resounded through the hell. I feel that he is not facing these thousands of ghosts, but as idle as playing in the mountains and rivers with his beloved. Xiaowei was also deeply intoxicated with the sound of the flute. She was not worried about the danger of floating life. Her man had the ability to change the world. How could the little ghost hurt him?

Just as Xiaowei thought, when the sound of the flute sounded, there were countless ghosts who made a sad scream and the soul was annihilated. The little ghosts were scared to pee. Oh, my God, I have never seen such a character from birth to death. He only gently blows tens of millions of little ghosts.

"Quick, hurry, go and invite Yan..." The little ghost who was on duty has disappeared from hell before he finished speaking. He ran fast and far away to find Yan Jun.

"Who dares to make so much trouble in my Yanluo Hall." It was Yan Jun who said this. He was dressed in red and dressed in this dark and gloomy place, which looked so enchanting. A pair of Danfeng's eyes look like they are smiling, and a little vermilion is enchanting than a woman. Although I saw some feminine beauty, I didn't feel like a woman. It was such a figure who was in charge of such an ugly hell. It seems that all sentient beings are enchanted in the evil.

"He is not like Yan Jun, but like a goblin." This is Xiaowei's first evaluation of Yan Jun.

"How is it better than you?" Fusheng was not nervous at all and joked with Xiaowei.

Slowly, Yan Jun walked to the front and stopped at a distance of five meters away from them, looking at him as if he was walking leisurely in his back garden.

"Little god, I've seen a floating adult." He bowed slightly, but he didn't see any respect. It turned out to be unruly. In fact, Yan Jun knew it when Fusheng just broke into the Yanluo Hall, but he didn't think how powerful Fusheng was. What's the difference between this ancient god and his god?

The higher the person is, the more the heart is like water, and the more harmless it looks. Fusheng took back all his breath, and no one could see that he was the god of ancient times.

"Since everything is fine here, I won't pursue your hospitality, but you have to do me a favor." Fusheng has also felt the breath of Yan Jun for a long time. He has always been there, and he should have seen the fight just now. Thinking about this little god, he is not convinced of him. Since he is not convinced, he will beat him until he is convinced.

"What can't be done by the little god?" The irony is very strong. There is always an evil smile at the corners of the mouth, which looks both charming and cold.

"Yes, there is a pawn named Ice Snake in my cold hell. Is his soul here with Yan Jun?"

"This? It seems that there is this demon soul. However, a few days ago, he disobeyed my will and is now being tortured. I don't know that he is yours. Yan Jun's face was embarrassed.

There is no expression on the surface, but there is already a murderous intention in his heart.

"Your Excellency, you need to come here in person for such a small matter. Just let the little god know. Yan Jun paused. To a few little ghosts around him:

"Come on, bring the ice snake." Several little ghosts didn't dare to take a breath and hurried to lift the ice snake.

The adult saw the soul of the ice snake dragged out by the kid, and there was not much breath.

"It's really abominable. I dare to bully!" Suddenly, the surrounding wind was wild, and thousands of feet of flying sand and stones were rolled up on the ground. The weak little ghost suddenly disappeared, and the slightly stronger one ran into the hall to avoid the power of the ancient god.

Xiaowei also left the danger circle with the ice snake and jumped to a safer place. She can't help or make trouble for adults. She put down the ice snake and stared at them when she was sure it was okay. In fact, she is still a little worried. After all, the floating master has just been completed, and the yuan god and the divine body are not complete. I don't know what kind of strength this Yan Jun is? It should not be weak to be called a god.

At this time, the smile on Yan Jun's face disappeared, his serious eyebrows were locked, and it was not easy to look at him. It is also an ordinary god who meets the ancient god. As long as the floating life in those years is willing to kill him in an instant, but although the current floating life is an ancient god, it only has a thousand years of cultivation, and it is not so easy to clean up this Yan Jun who has become a god.

The next second, I don't know where Yan Jun's power came from floated in the air. He drew a quaint ghost totem in the dark air and gently opened his red lips and said, "Far-ancient-royal-soul-stem." Unexpectedly, countless evil spirits gathered towards him. Refined by totem income.

"There are still two people who can actually know this ancient secret method." Fusheng was as happy as he saw his opponent and couldn't help smiling, but this smile was like Qinglian in this gloomy hell, lonely and arrogant.

Not long, the evil soul rolled out and rushed to the floating soul. The experienced evil soul was more than a hundred times stronger than the ordinary one. Looking at the floating adult, he was not nervous at all, as if he was fighting with a child again. This expression annoyed Yan Jun even more. When the opponent did not take him seriously, the biggest shame at this time, and his spiritual power was constantly replenished. In the totem, the totem also devours the soul like life.

Seeing that the evil soul was about to rush over, he waved the jade flute with his left hand and pinched his finger: "The golden body protects the body!" A golden light came from the body, which reappeared the golden glory of the hell, just like the ancient god of heaven. Wanhun did not dare to get close to him. Some people disappeared when they saw the golden light, and the rest could only play at home.

Yan Jun spewed blood in the air and almost fell down. The gap is so big that his ability to scratch people is not worthy. When he lost his mind, the formula of floating life was changed: "Ten thousand blades of ice." At this time, it was densely raining in the sky. The tip of the ice is like the tip of a knife. The evil soul has nowhere to hide. He can only look at Yan Junxin sadly and said, "It's really not easy to be a ghost. Why did you attract us and meet such a powerful Lord? Before I met him, I was abused.

Yan Jun recited the formula: "Hell Flame" Unexpectedly, the magic skill was injured by the ice blade before it came out, but his life was not in danger. It's the same god. Lord Fusheng won't do it so much. He won't kill him with hatred. However, this injury is enough for Yan Jun to suffer more than half of the damage. Who can bully him without paying the price?

Floating students are recruiting. The place where the two gods have fought just now is still messy. Yan Jun knelt down in front of Lord Fusheng: "The little god is too strong to offend the elder. Please forgive me." There is no previous arrogance full of respect and worship. Some people just don't fight and don't know each other, and Yan Jun is such a person. Arrogant and arrogance are not pretentious. Losing is losing, and losing makes people open and aboveboard.