Lord Demon God Arrives [Transmigration Book]

"That's right." Qin Qian held Xi Tianyuan in his arms, and the strong sense of falling made him close his eyes in enjoyment.Because the wind was so loud that it almost covered the human voice, he said in his spiritual sense, "When I first set the ghost world, I set it completely according to the underworld. So to enter the ghost world, apart from committing suicide and letting the soul be haunted by ghosts Apart from this route, there is another way to swim into the ghost world through the Wangchuan River in the human world."

"You mean, the small river at the bottom of the cliff is Wangchuan?" Xi Tianyuan hugged Qin Qian tightly when he heard that, so as not to disperse the two of them by the violent impact after they fell into the river later.

"Well. It's almost there, hold your breath!" Sensing the stench coming to his face, Qin Qian reminded with a frown.

It turned out that as the two continued to fall, they soon approached the river at the bottom of the cliff.I saw the small river appearing and disappearing from time to time, its color was a strange blood yellow, and it looked turbid.There was also a light green mist hanging over the river.It was clearly noon in the human world, but it was dark here, like late at night.

As soon as Qin Qian's words fell, there was a loud "plop", and both of them fell into the small river.Strangely, the two of them jumped off such a high cliff without splashing even half of the water.It seems that there is an invisible force imprisoning these rivers on the ground.

The moment the two of them entered the water, they immediately covered their bodies with a protective shield and surfaced.

In the blood-yellow river, Qin Qian and Xi Tianyuan only showed the part above the shoulders, and looked ahead solemnly.Only the suspended boat driven by the ferryman from the ghost world can drive on the water of the river of forgetfulness.As for others, no matter whether they are gods or artifacts, as long as they come to the river of forgetfulness, they will be sucked into it by the river water.If it is forced to struggle, it will even cause the evil spirits deep in the river to haunt.

Therefore, Qin Qian chose to restrain his breath from the very beginning and jump in actively.After that, as long as he and Xi Tianyuan are careful and swim along the River of Forgotten honestly, they won't encounter any danger.

The two looked at each other, held each other's hand, and swam forward.

On both sides of the Forgotten River are towering cliffs and mountains, and in front of it is endless darkness.The figures of the two quickly disappeared into the unknown darkness.

Real world, heaven.

The fairy mist is misty, and the resplendent Tiangong is as quiet as usual.It's just that this calmness was quickly broken by the sound of hurried footsteps.The person who came was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with dark silver patterns embroidered on it.The man's black hair was neatly tied up by a hair crown and stood on top of his head.With a handsome face, he exudes an arrogance that puts no one in his eyes.

The guards guarding the gate of the Tiangong hurriedly bowed when they saw the person coming: "See God Lingxu."

Lingxu looked at them coldly and said, "Your Majesty is still in seclusion?"

The faces of the four guards remained unchanged, and one of them said: "Report to God, it is true. Lord Tianjun once said to retreat for a hundred days. Now it has only been ten days, and it will take ninety..."

"Enough! I don't want to hear your nonsense here, I want to see Your Majesty now!" After Lingxu finished speaking, he was about to break into the Heavenly Palace.

Seeing this, the expressions of the four guards changed dramatically.They got up hurriedly, picked up their long guns, and were about to stop Lingxu.Lingxu snorted coldly, waved his long sleeves, and a huge force instantly knocked the four of them to the ground.

Lingxu is an ancient god who has lived for tens of thousands of years, so how could the heavenly soldiers be his opponents.

Just when Lingxu's hand touched the palace gate, a kind-sounding old man's voice sounded behind him: "Lingxu, Lingxu, after all, this Tiangong is the residence of the emperor, you are so rude, but you are so rude. Offend Tianwei."

Lingxu turned around angrily, and said angrily, "It's you again!"

The person who came was wearing a shabby Taoist robe, holding a compass in his hand, with white beard and white hair, and a kind smile on his face. He was Yuanshi Tianzun. "Hey? Why, I'm an old man and didn't offend you, so I don't need to show such a face?" He said with a smile, and shot four healing pills into the hands of the heavenly soldier who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. .

The four wounded heavenly soldiers hurriedly swallowed the elixir and crossed their legs to adjust their breath after thanking them in a low voice.The blow from Lingxu just now had severely injured them.

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you did." Lingxu's eyes were red, "You saved those two turbid reincarnations. Originally, they were destined to die. If you hadn't intervened, they would have died a long time ago. There are none left. Tell me, why did you save them?! It’s not like you haven’t experienced the battle of gods and demons back then. The power of the eruption of turbidity was too great, and we, the Protoss, couldn’t resist it. We managed to kill them Into reincarnation, this is the last life, as long as this life passes, they will be wiped out, and we will sit back and relax."

"But, you actually saved them!" Lingxu couldn't understand at all, trembling with anger, "You are simply unreasonable!"

Yuanshi Tianzun laughed and said: "Everything has a rationality for its existence. We can't discriminate against people just because they are reincarnated with turbid qi. We have to give them a chance. Besides, they didn't do anything bad. What's more, that time The cause of the war between gods and demons..." The old Taoist's face became serious, "It's understandable that others don't know, but you obviously know something, don't you?"

Lingxu's eyes changed, and he said stiffly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, after you come out of retreat, you will thoroughly investigate this matter. Then you will know what happened back then." Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly, "It's not too early, you have recently retreated, and the old Taoist advice It's better for God not to make a scene here, so as not to offend Tianwei."

After hearing what Yuanshi Tianzun said, Lingxu's face changed unpredictable.He glanced at the closed gate of Tiangong, then at Yuanshi Tianzun, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood in place all the time, watching Lingxu leave, and did not look away until Lingxu's figure disappeared.He looked at one of the guards, and said in his consciousness: "Has Tianjun returned yet?"

The guard's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head invisibly.

Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun was worried.One day in the sky, one year on earth.Counting it, it has been ten years since Jun Shang went to the human world to pursue Qin Qian.Where did they go and why didn't they show up?

Over there, Lingxu returned to his fairy mansion shortly after leaving.As soon as he entered the room, he saw a person sitting in the center of the room. The person was dressed in white, with black hair hanging behind him like a waterfall.The slender and white fingers held a white chess piece and slowly lowered it somewhere on the chessboard, and the voice was as sweet as jade and stone: "I'm back, did you see your lord?"

Seeing this person, the grumpy Lingxu subconsciously lowered his voice a lot, and put on an expression of awe on his face.He bent down and said: "No, I was stopped by that old fellow Yuanshi Tianzun."

Holding the hand of the chess piece, the man's dark purple eyes looked over without any emotion: "Oh? Let's hear it."

Lingxu recounted everything that happened just now, and the man in white smiled and listened, and then slowly put another chess piece on the board: "So that's it, it seems that our little Tianyuan is really missing."

Lingxu exclaimed in astonishment: "What?!"

Without answering Lingxu's doubts, after playing the last chess piece, the man in white stood up, his ankle-length black hair spread out smoothly, and the floor-length robe followed him as he walked, slowly brushing across the ground.

Seeing the man standing up, Lingxu hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the man's face.

But the man walked straight in front of Lingxu, and said softly: "I want to go to the lower realm, so I don't have to go to Tiangong in the future."

"Yes!" Lingxu responded.The man squinted at Lingxu and smiled, his body gradually turned into a white mist and disappeared.

The book world, the ghost world.

In the dark dungeon, a red torch was burning on the stone wall.

In the deepest dungeon, a beautiful man in blue was chained to a stake.Two thick iron chains went straight through his lute bones, completely nailing him in place, unable to move.The broken clothes can hardly cover the body, revealing the traces left by various instruments of torture. Every trace can be seen deep in the bones, and the skin is torn and bruised. It is simply horrible.

The sweat-soaked black hair clings to the man's forehead and cheeks, revealing the man's unparalleled facial features.This person is none other than the ghost saint who disappeared after bidding farewell to Qin Qian.

A large bucket of ice water was splashed down on the head, and the ghost saint's body trembled.He slowly opened his eyes, a pair of light brown pupils were a little slack, and his bloodless lips were even more white.

A dark shadow approached him.The man was wearing a pure black cloak, and the huge hood almost covered half of the visitor's face, only the smooth white jaw and thin lips that were almost drawn into a straight line could be vaguely seen.The man's voice was like icy water, making people feel chills in their bones: "Do you think I can't find his weakness if you close your consciousness?"

The man in black suddenly grabbed Gui Sheng's hair and pulled it back forcefully. Gui Sheng was immediately pulled back and looked at him coldly.The man in black had a reticent attitude when he saw the ghost saint, his eyes narrowed slightly.Holding a sharp dagger in the other hand, it stabbed fiercely into Ghost Saint's heart with no expression on his face.

The severe pain caused Gui Sheng to sweat coldly on his forehead.But he didn't make a sound, as if he didn't feel any pain.

The corner of the man in black's lips curled up into a defiant smile, and his eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead person.He held the dagger and turned it lightly, while the other hand was close to Ghost Saint's wound, casting spells to help heal the wound.This can not only make people feel miserable, but also prevent the other party from playing to death too quickly.

The man in black twirled the dagger casually, admiring the painful expression on Gui Sheng's face, and said lightly: "I can already feel his aura, and it's on the edge of the ghost world. It saves a lot of trouble to send him to the door so soon. Less trouble."

A trace of panic flashed in Ghost Saint's originally cold eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat after being silent for a long time: "You are not allowed to touch him..." In a short sentence, it seemed that he exhausted all his strength.Halfway through, he was choked by the blood surging in his throat and coughed violently.

The man in black smiled, pulled out the dagger in his hand, and hot blood sprayed his face instantly.He took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped off the blood on his face, leaving only a little blood on his lips, which he licked off with the tip of his tongue. "If you can't protect yourself, you still have time to worry about others. Should you say you are stupid or overthinking yourself?"

The man in black pinched the ghost saint's jaw, and forced a healing medicine into the ghost saint's mouth, with a cold tone: "next time we meet, I will send his heart to you, no need to thank me."

After the man in black finished speaking, he turned and left.

The ghost saint who was trapped on the stake struggled frantically regardless of the chains, and shouted hoarsely: "Come back! If you dare to attack him, I will drag you to hell with me even if I die!"

The man in black walked slowly on the stone steps between the dungeons, turning a deaf ear to the yelling behind him.The face under the hood is getting colder and colder, like an ice sculpture.Pull him to hell with him, heh, he will wait and see.The man in black slowly put down his hood, revealing a face that made the world pale.That face is exactly the same as Ghost Saint's.It's just that the temperament of the two is completely different.A fairy who seems to have fallen into the mortal world, transcends the vulgarity, and has nothing to do with the world.One is like an evil spirit from hell, rebellious and murderous.