The Alchemist God - Chapter 691

Under the 18th floor of Purgatory, a **** giant pool traverses the heavens and the earth. It is the legendary refining pool. This refining pool was originally a blood spring in the meditation domain. Later generations discovered that the refining pool can refine The residual life force in the ghost, so that this blood pool is called the refining pool. Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many powerful warriors in the world are scattered in the refining pool and become part of the power of others.

In the south of the refining pool, dozens of miles away, Donglin Ghost Emperor’s foot flies through the clouds, and behind him, a group of princes and ghost dragons are surrounded by the ghost field. The air is swaying in the air, and the wind is savage. The tragic, dead-hearted, as in the hundreds of thousands of years, only eighteen layers of purgatory under death, no new life.

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the air, and the dark clouds in the distance rolled in. It seems that a heavy rain is coming.

"what happened?"

Donglin Ghost Emperor looked up at the north, and his brow was locked: "There has been no rain in the ghost field for many years. Is this... is it going to rain?"

A monarch on the side said: "Your Majesty, a natural vision, must be unusual. According to what you see below, it is better to throw the ghost of Qin Yin directly into the secluded spring..."

"Women's see!" Ghost Emperor looked at him coldly and said: "Qin Yin is in the spirit of the Lord God. Although it is only a spiritual body, the soul of the Lord of the Light Lord is in this spirit. If you can refine, I can carry the character of the Lord God. Do you know what it means?"

Fu Jun’s body trembled: “Subordinates... I don’t know.”

"This means that there is only one emperor in the ghost domain!"

Donglin Ghost Emperor looked at the faint thunder in the air, and the rainstorm had already arrived. He couldn’t help but frown and said: "Fall, go to the soul pool from the ground, this ghost weather."

"Yes!"

The palace nodded, and the light in the cage of the hand was flashing and dark.

The heavy rain came as an appointment, and the head of the skull was on the body of the ghosts. The Donglin ghost emperor looked up at the sky, an invisible hood appeared in the body, separated from the rainstorm, but his heart was full of helplessness. At the beginning he practiced in the ghost field. When the breakthrough of the twenty-hole hole, the chance has not arrived, and I have not been able to comprehend the ability to call for the wind and rain. Otherwise, why are you afraid of the heavy rain in this area?

The ghosts walked in the black and lacquered mountain roads, and the rain fell down. The change of the sky brought the earth's tremble. In the rumbling sound, the mountain road in front suddenly collapsed for a period of hundreds of ghosts. The tragic fall into the endless abyss, the bottom of this mountain is all dead, I do not know how many years have not entered, and after the fall is also a life of nine deaths.

"Be careful, kneel!"

A huge rock rolled down from the top of the mountain, and the imperial custody of the house was hurriedly blocked in front of it. A dark spirit was focused on the legs, and a flying body kicked out a suffocating force.齑 powder, the strength of the people around Donglin Ghost Emperor can be seen!

But when the monarch was flying over the giant rock, he did not notice that a dark shadow flashed past, and the light of the darkness disappeared in the cage. The rainstorm was urgent, half a meter away. I have not seen it, and no one has noticed it.

Until the torrential rain began to change, Donglin Ghost Emperor seemed to notice something wrong. His eyes swept away and found the faint light in the cage of the cage. He couldn’t help but be shocked: "Qin Yin’s spirit is gone!"

"what?"

The monarch glimpsed, looked down at the cage, and his face was gray and hurriedly fell over the muddy mountain road: "Your Majesty... I... I’m just still there, how can I say no to see it? Isn't it... when Qin Rain poured out, Qin Yin’s spirit escaped?”

"Do not."

Donglin Ghost Emperor clenched his fists and murdered his temper: "The spirit can never break away from the restraint of the cage. It must have been stolen by others! The confidant, who can steal Qin Yin from me without knowing it. Spirit."

"I don't know if I belong..."

"It must be the ghost of the old guy of the Five Party Ghost Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, are we going back to the five-party theory?"

"Hey, we lost Qin Yin spirit, this person is not big enough? Now go back and let the five parties laugh, just send me all the ghost dragon leaders, use the chase mirror to find Qin Yin's spirit."

"Yes!"

Around the body, the heads of the ghost dragons rolled over and rode on the dragon's back. After they got out of the ground, they pulled out a mirror of light and radiance from their arms. They grabbed their hands and shook the earth, and suddenly they poured into the cold. Above the earth, the faults and veins of the earth are actually seen, and as long as there is a spirit, the chasing mirror will be able to catch up.

"What the **** is it, mad!" Dong Lin ghost emperor black face, actually stolen baby on his own territory, how can this breath swallow, do not take this person out and swallow it hard Hate of the heart!

At this moment, a fiery red light flew down the clouds in the air. It was a ghost dragon leader who shuttled the plane. He held the long whip with lightning flashing in the air, respectfully said: "Your majesty, eighteen layers Hell has an accident!"

"What happened to the 18th floor hell?" Donglin Ghost said impatiently.

"Someone broke into the 18th floor of hell, a man and a woman, the man's name is Lin Muyu, the woman's... No one knows her name."

"Lin Muyu?"

Donglin Ghost Emperor's brow is locked, said: "Reich Palace, check it out, there is no such person's name in the heavens. Hey, people who can break into the 18th floor of hell, at least have the power of God. Otherwise it was turned into a lava."

Not far away, a man wearing a gold armor nodded, his palms in the air, suddenly a huge **** book roll in the palm of his hand, "哗啦啦" keeps turning pages, countless names flashing in the air Like a slide show, Lei Xifu shook his head in a blink of an eye, saying: "Under the opening, there is no Lin Muyu in the roster of the heavenly gods. This person has not yet soared."

"One does not fly the wild god?"

Donglin Ghost Emperor couldn’t help but laugh: "The **** of the lower bound is more and more daring, and he dares to sneak into the ghost domain, so let him come and go!"

Lei Xifu nodded: "Your Majesty, let me go?"

"Do not."

Dong Lin Ghost Emperor’s mouth swelled, and the sinister smile: “It’s a bit of a skill to break into hell. Don’t let our people go, let the **** ghost emperor go to the headache. The 18th floor **** is in charge of him, with me. Nothing. Let's go back to the secluded spring."

"Yes!"

......

At that time, the 18th layer of saws and hell, a gray palace stood on this dead land, surrounded by the bones, and the ghosts that were broken into pieces by a knife, a ghost holding a sword Slowly stepping outside the hall, these people are the guards of the Weeping Blood Hall, and the nature inhabited in the hall is the Weeping Emperor.

A woman's ghost is holding a fruit plate, a meat chop, etc., and the hordes of people enter the partial hall. One of them is soft: "The ghosts are squatting, and the snacks have been sent for you."

"it is good!"

On the blood jade bed, a big man was lying on his back, and his body was covered in blood-red scales. Like a monster, he slowly opened his eyes, and the two **** tears under his eyes, the name of the Weeping Emperor Come, support the bed and stand up, an invisible momentum swept around, the Weeping Blood Emperor coldly said: "Outside, come in."

"Yes!"

A government-level attendant pushed in the door and his face was very ugly. He said, "Your Majesty, there was an accident."

"It was broken in, isn't it?"

"Yes..." Fujun’s body trembled and his face was full of fear. He said: "One man and one woman both broke into the eighteen layers of hell, and...the wind-shaped palace was given by the boy named Lin Muyu. killed."

"The wind is dead?"

"Yes."

"If you die, you will die." The Weeping Ghost Emperor smiled: "Tomorrow from the ghosts will be a strong tyrannical promotion to the government, I think it is a big deal."

"But your majesty... Lin Muyu will soon be here. Can we let it go? And there is still the woman who seems to be the reincarnation of the nine-tailed fox. If the squat is not personally, the princes will not be able to surrender these two. people."

"It’s all right."

The Weeping Emperor’s brow wrinkled and said impatiently: “The 18-story **** was originally a place to punish the sinful people. Lin Muyu’s no matter what he killed is not excessive. Which of the hands is not bloody, you send a few The leader of the ghost dragon went and took Lin Muyu away. Don’t let him get close to the ancient temple. When Lin Muyu left the 18th floor of hell, he naturally went to find the troubles of Wufang and Donglin. By then, it had nothing to do with me. It is."

"Yes, your majesty, the martial arts, the Megatron!"

"Go out all, I have to take a break."

"Yes!"

After the crowds left, the Weeping Emperor sighed and walked to the pool in the hall. The palm of the hand was gently raised, and a beam of light flew up and condensed into a human figure. It was the Seven Emperors of Heaven!

"I have already done what you have told me." The Weeping Emperor was a little crying and sorrowful. Although he was known as the Ghost Emperor, he was completely unable to do anything in front of the Seven Devils.

"Ah, haha, it really is my old friend!" The Seven Devils laughed and said: "You can rest assured that as long as you are not embarrassed, Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxuan, hehe... I will cover you in the sky."

The Weeping Emperor looked at the black line: "I am underground, you are in the sky, how do you cover me, I don't ask for anything else, you put my daughter away..."

"Relax, old friends, Lin Muyu, Tang Xiaoyu safely leave the ghost field one day, is the day your daughter returns, she is delicious in the heavens, what are you worried about?"

The Weeping Emperor bitterly said: "Do you know how many people have Lin Muyu killed me in the ghost field?"

"Do not worry, you open a price, I will pay."

"One hundred heavens."

"You are a robbery!" The Seven Devils waved their hands: "Two hundred mortal figures, you want, don't even forget."

"Complete..."

The Weeping Emperor blackened his face: "But if this kid breaks into the ancient temple... then don't blame me, you are welcome..."

"Abandoned ancient temple? Isn't that the place where you ate the treasures of the **** ghosts?" The Seven Devils are stunned: "It is said that there are ten of the princes in your temple, and you can rest assured that Ah Yu can't get in."

"It is best to do this, otherwise you will be ready for a hundred castings."

"You dream, the broken things in your old temple are not worth the value of ten immortals. Don't think that I don't understand anything. Well, the power of the mind is too great. We will talk again next time. ”

Said, the look of the Seven Devils suddenly dignified: "Blood blood, Ah Yu is my only brother in this world, you do not hurt him, or the consequences ... you understand."

......

The ray dissipated and the conversation was over.

The face of the Weeping Emperor’s face could not see a little smile. The last sentence of the Seven Devils was an understatement, but the Weeping Emperor knew the weight of this sentence. The reason why the Seven Devils were called the Emperor was just Because there is no such thing as he dare not do in this world, thousands of gods have entered the ghost domain and chaos the laws of the Three Realms. He can't do this kind of thing.

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