I, let the underworld return to the world

“Who sneaked up on me?”

The king of Montenegro exclaimed, bursting out with all his strength, trying to resist.

However, the big hand fell, as if carrying the power of the entire heaven and earth, making him powerless to resist.

Rumble!

He was pressed to the depths of the earth!

Above the earth, a huge five-finger print emerged.

“It’s the Wanshou Old Ancestor, it must be the Wanshou Old Ancestor!”

The king of Montenegro gritted his teeth.

“I was bent on defecting to you and helping you achieve great things, but you actually suppressed me!”

He was extremely aggrieved in his heart.

I obviously came with “goodwill”.

Why did everyone treat him this way.

First they were driven out, then they were disgusted, and then they became repression.

He tried to break through the ban, but he was not the opponent of the Wanshou Old Ancestor at all, and several attacks were declared unsuccessful.

I can only sit dejectedly in the dark underground.

“It’s over!”

His heart was cold.

My dream of starting a portal on my own is gone forever.

If he is not rescued, he may be suppressed for the rest of his life.

But will anyone in the world save him?

Thinking about his reputation now, he only felt incomparable despair!

“Difu!”

The king of Montenegro screamed.

All his own tragedies began with the prefecture.

On a mountain hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, the ancestor of Wanshou turned around.

“He actually wants to bring calamity to his old husband, and his heart is damned!”

“The old man can live for so many years, what do you think he relies on?”

“It’s just a matter of being able to do it with one hand!”

“As long as you hold on and don’t cause trouble for yourself, the old man can live for another 10,000 years!”

Years have passed since the repression of the Great King of Montenegro.

Many netherworld beings knew the news.

“It’s a great delight!”

“That disaster star is simply poisonous, and the places he has been to always encounter disasters for no reason.”

“Several cities, just because he once stopped, are now destroyed!”

The story of the king of Montenegro became more and more evil as it spread.

People forcibly associate all kinds of disasters with the king of Montenegro.

For example, those destroyed cities were attacked by old enemies, which was originally a plan that people had been planning for a long time.

This should not be blamed on the head of the king of Montenegro.

But the good deeds forcibly attributed it to him, and the losers, in order to hide their incompetence, also cursed the king of Montenegro, saying that he had brought calamity.

In short, the king of Montenegro was once notorious in the netherworld.

Many people say that Wanshou Laozu did a good deed and suppressed this disaster star forever.

But no matter how loud the reputation, it will always fade in the passage of time.

Seven hundred years have passed since the suppression of the king of Montenegro, and fewer and fewer people remember him.

For seven hundred years, the netherworld has been fighting continuously, old forces colliding with each other, and the pattern has been constantly changing.

The North and Antarctic countries also joined the war.

The smoke of the netherworld continues, countless creatures fall, and countless creatures rise.

The victors enjoyed joy and glory, and rightfully occupied the city, the territory, the resources.

The losers retreat, either fall, or retreat to a corner, seeking a chance to make a comeback.

The drama of “fighting” is the eternal theme of the netherworld.

But this has nothing to do with the prefecture.

Bai Qi trained troops on the Yin Mountain.

There are already 50 million Yin soldiers under his hand, and each of them has trained dragon essences and tigers, which can be called the first elite in the netherworld.

In the capital, Ye Jing was not idle.

First of all, there were eighteen layers of hell, which he had already exchanged in its entirety.

In addition to the three levels of hell that already existed.

There are also fifteen floors.

They are Iron Tree Hell, Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Ox Pit Hell, Stone Pressing Hell, Mortar Hell, Death in Vain, Punishment Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Grinding Hell, and Knife Saw Hell.

The perfection of the eighteen layers of hell is undoubtedly the nightmare of those sinners.

Many creatures in the underworld, because of their hostility with the prefecture, have also been caught in the eighteenth level of hell and tortured.

After going out, everyone was terrified.

They added fuel to their own experience, which made the entire netherworld creatures more in awe of the earthly mansion.

Outside the eighteenth layer of hell, there were still seventy-five divisions in the prefecture, and Ye Jing had already exchanged them all.

In short, the 75 divisions are extremely detailed in their classification of functions and powers, from heaven to earth, from life to death.

The appearance of the Seventy-Five Division represents the emergence of a huge number of divine positions.

This is seriously beyond Ye Jing’s budget.

Even if he accumulated incense for seven hundred years, he still could not fill this big hole.

It’s not that the incense has decreased, but the number of Yin Gods needed by the Seventy-Five Division is unimaginable.

For example, the Palm Hell Division, the Palm Cao Officials Division and other masters are good to say, the required subordinate officials and Yin differences add up to only a few hundred.

However, such as the Department of Plague, the Division of Ghosts and Gods of the Mountains and Forests, the Division of Beasts, the Division of Ownerless Lonely Souls, the Division of Spirit Monsters, the Division of Vital Life, the Division of Wet Life, and the Division of Water Tribes, the Yin and subordinate officials of the institute are all astronomical.

This is a huge bottomless pit, but Ye Jing can’t.

These temples need more Yin and Yin Gods, and they are spread all over the Yang realm to be able to support these temples.

Therefore, Ye Jing had to exchange the layer first, but as for the middle and high-level, he could only exchange part of it, and could not completely exchange it.

Ye Jingxiang has been in a hurry, but at this time, there is a house leak that coincides with the overnight rain.

That is, the sphere of influence of the prefecture has been expanding.

In fact, this has nothing to do with Ye Jing and Bai Qi.

Because the prefecture itself is the lord of the underworld and has a transcendent status in the underworld, the territory of the territory should not be what the prefecture pursues.

For example, those territories that were expanded before, Ye Jingke never sent people to occupy them, but all forces tacitly agreed that those were territories belonging to the prefecture.

This is also the unspoken rule of Hades, where the winner takes everything from the loser.

And the forces that develop and survive in these territories also regard themselves as subordinates of the prefectures.

Over the years, the netherworld has continued to fight, and there are always war-weary creatures who have come to the sphere of influence of the prefecture.

Especially those creatures who are close to the sphere of influence of the prefecture have even more crooked minds, and the border line marking the prefecture’s territory will continue to expand outward.

All living beings call themselves subordinates of the prefecture.

This passive expansion has made the number of Yin Gods in the capital more tense, and more and more territory, even if it does not need to be managed, but it needs close attention.

The shortage of talents is the top priority of the prefecture at present, but this is just Ye Jing’s trouble.

In the eyes of the entire Difu Yin God, the Difu has been too powerful in the past seven hundred years.

The establishment of the Seventy-Five Division caused the number of Yin Gods in the prefecture to expand geometrically.

This power is enough to radiate to the entire netherworld.

Although the prefecture no longer uses force, it is the pressure in the underworld, but it makes the netherworld creatures breathless.

More and more creatures and forces recognized the dominance of the prefecture.

For seven hundred years, Ye Jing’s practice did not delay for a moment.

He had already cultivated the Yin Rune Sutra to the eleventh layer.

His realm has already moved from the God King Realm to the God Venerable Realm.

Seven hundred years ago, he was almost invincible in the netherworld, and seven hundred years later, he was the undisputed first person in the two worlds of yin and yang.

Monopolize the pinnacle and hold great power.

In a single thought, the palm edge lives and dies.

On this day, he stopped practicing and suddenly felt something.

“Come with me.”

He called Poor Qi.

Seven hundred years of practice made Ye Jing also accustomed to that dull cultivation life.

On his body, there was gradually a thick breath of vicissitudes.

Although he still looks like a young man, standing there gives people an incomparable sense of vicissitudes.

At this moment, he was still thinking, and suddenly felt something.

“Yes, sir.”

Poor Qi lazily got up.

He may also have not moved for three or five hundred years, and he has been lying at the door of the Judge’s Hall to practice.

For him, this long time is nothing more than a sleep.

But what it calls sleep is not simply sleeping.

His strength has not only fully recovered, but also improved a lot.

But in his eyes, there was no ferocity of the ferocious beast, but instead he looked a little kind and indifferent.

This is the reason why I have been in the capital for a long time and have been edified.

Ye Jing rode Qiqi without alerting anyone, and left the capital city just like that.

“Go to Yin Mountain first and see that little guy.”

Ye Jing’s heart was suddenly touched, and he only felt that he had reached a critical moment, but he didn’t know what he should do.

After coming out, it was aimless.

Just don’t think about it, let’s go see the little candle dragon first.

The candle dragon is notoriously fond of sleeping, and has been sleeping for seven hundred years since the cold pool.

Ye Jing rode Qiqi, slowly arrived at the cold pool, and called softly.

“Come out, little one.”

He did not use any force, just a simple call.

Whoops!

The water of the cold pool was suddenly lifted, and a huge dragon body broke out of the water.

“Candle Dragon?”

Poor Qi’s originally lazy eyes suddenly widened, staring at the surface of the water.

Sure enough, the little candle dragon came out.

It has grown a lot, its long body is hundreds of meters long, its hard scales are blue-black, it has strong defense, and from the neck upwards, it is a human-like head.

It seems that the human head dragon body is very strange.

Seven hundred years have allowed the candle dragon to completely enter the growth period, almost every once in a while, its body will become larger, and in a few days, this waterhole will not be able to accommodate it, I am afraid that it will have to change places to “sleep”.

As soon as Candle Dragon and Qing Qi met, they went head-to-head.

This is the instinct of the fierce beast, which belongs to the king, and once they meet, they must have a big battle.

If you kill it and swallow the other party’s flesh, it will be a huge benefit to yourself.

“Enough!”

Ye Jing said lightly.

These two guys, didn’t they forget that he was still there?

Candle Dragon shouted aggrievedly, the meaning was obvious, it was Qingqi who started first.

Poor Qi, on the other hand, lay down again, closed his eyes lazily, and spat out words.

“It’s too weak.”

The meaning is more obvious, you are still too young, I am not rare to bully you.

This is naturally the candle dragon qi is not good.

Seeing this, Ye Jing smiled indifferently.

Stretched out his hand and touched the head of the little candle dragon.

“When the waterhole cannot accommodate you, sleep on the side of the dark mountain, where there is a deep valley for you to roost.”

Candle Dragon responded with a soft scream, expressing his gratitude to Ye Jing.

After watching the candle dragon, Ye Jing rode Poor Qi and returned to the prefecture.

Dressed in civilian clothes, he walked from Huangquan Road, and along the way, he saw many reincarnated ghosts.

The ghost’s frustration and despair, the yin’s urging and impatience, were all seen in his eyes.

All the way through Huangquan Road, Wangxiangtai, and to the Forgotten River River, Ye Jing suddenly saw a white-haired old man.

His heart moved, and he rode Qingqi over.

The old man cried and laughed, standing by the three living stones, for some time.

Ye Jing asked.

“Old man, why are you like this?”

The old man glanced back and saw Ye Jing wearing civilian clothes and riding a strange beast, knowing that he was a person with an extraordinary identity.

You must know that this is a prefecture, and this person’s behavior is so strange, it must not be simple.

He quickly respectfully said with emotion.

“Old fellow, I, looked in front of the three living stones and found that my life, previous life, and previous life are all long-lived people, and together, they have lived for more than seven hundred years.”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Jing froze.

More than seven hundred years?

He seemed to understand why he suddenly felt something.

I’m afraid it should be on this old man.

He looked at the three living stones, and sure enough, this old man had a long life for three lifetimes, living for a full seven hundred years!

Without counting practitioners, ordinary people generally live to be more than a hundred years at most, but after the revival of Reiki, even ordinary people cannot practice, but they have become long-lived because of the great changes in heaven and earth.

Many people live past a hundred years.

But he is the only one who can live more than seven hundred years like this old man, three lifetimes combined.

How can it be regarded as a person.

More than seven hundred years old, three birthstones…

Ye Jing thought thoughtfully.

At the beginning, the life reflected by the three living stones was fake, because the prefecture had just been established, what was the previous life?

Later, when the ghost was reincarnated several times, it reflected the real past and present lives.

By now, some short-lived ghosts have even been reincarnated dozens of times.

Those who have a long life have been reincarnated more than three times.

Like the old man, who has lived for more than seven hundred years in three lifetimes, it can be said that it is unique.

“I have met two of the three conditions for promoting Yan Luo, only one controls the reincarnation of living beings, but it has not been completed, and now it seems that it should only be on this old man!”

For a moment, Ye Jing’s mood was a little complicated.

But what can he say?

Blame the old man for living too long?

This is clearly unreasonable.

After the conversation, the old man went to reincarnation.

The moment he stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, the three living stones suddenly burst into brilliant light.

The entire capital city shot out a black thick light, directly cutting through the sky of the netherworld, leading to that extremely far-reaching place.

Ye Jing felt something in his heart, but he flashed and returned to the capital.

In the next moment, a pillar of light fell on his body.

Countless heavenly sounds echoed in the ears, as if the whole heaven and earth were congratulating.

“Congratulations to the host, meet the conditions, and be promoted to the second rank of Yan King!” _

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