Before Li Yun and other Tiance troops could be suppressed, Tianxing and his group immediately saluted Wei Shuyu, "I'm convinced, the reputation of the Emperor of Wei, Xing Tian is convinced, we will let the Emperor of Wei be defeated."

The Emperor of Wei was famous and resounded throughout the prehistoric world. How could Xing Tian not recognize the Emperor of Wei?

Xing Tian was crazy about fighting and just wanted to try out the abilities of Emperor Wei.

Behind Xing Tian, ​​a man who was three feet tall was also respectfully bowing to Wei Shuyu, "See Liu, pay homage to the Emperor of Wei."

Xing Tian and Xiangliu bowed, and the crowd around him immediately showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Emperor Wei?"

"His Human Emperor has come down?"

"We pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor." The crowd closest to him showed respect on his face, his eyes were frenzy, and he prayed loudly.

"Welcome to His Majesty the Emperor." More and more people were visiting, and the monks on the entire street worshiped respectfully.

"You don't need to be polite."

"Thank you His Majesty, His Majesty."

Wei Shuyu looked at Xing Tian and Xiang Liu again.

Xing Tian, ​​known as the Great Witch, is the God of War in the Witch Clan. During the Lich's scourge, he beats the three demon saints with his own strength, and is absolutely powerful.

It was a great witch back then, but now I am afraid that the power of the ancestor witch is even stronger!

Xiangliu is not simple, the best among the great witches is close to that of the ancestor witches.

"We have violated Anping's rules and let the Emperor of Wei fall." Xing Tian, ​​Xiangliu spoke again.

Wei Shuyu thought for a moment and said, "Before the law of Jiuzhou, all spirits are equal, so I will punish you to work and pay off your debts when you go to the work camp."

Xing Tian did not refute this time, but just tried to ask: "Can you not expel An Pingxing?"

Wei Shuyu chuckled, "I haven't asked you about your intention to come to Anping yet."

Xing Tian, ​​Xiangliu's face showed awkward expression, and his voice was extremely weak, "It's nothing big, it's just a matter of making a living."

"I understand..." Wei Shuyu nodded with a wry smile.

Xing Tian, ​​Xiangliu and his witches were taken to the construction camp for renovation. With their great witch abilities, I believe that they will be able to pay off their debts in a few days.

Wei Shuyu handled a small episode before returning to the Human Emperor's Mansion.

The Human Emperor Mansion was transformed from the original Duke's Mansion, and it was replaced with a plaque.

Wei Shuyu was in charge of the Heavenly Court and called on Xuanmen monks to defend the prehistoric world and resist the demonic path.

The Human Emperor's Mansion was not available, and his father Wei Zheng lived in seclusion here, and the world respectfully called Wei Zheng the Supreme Emperor.

Wei Zheng naturally did not dare to respond. The fruit of the Emperor of Humanity was recognized by heaven and earth, and the hope of hundreds of millions of compatriots.

Wu Meiniang was not in the Human Emperor's Mansion. A few years ago, the saint of Shangqing calculated that he had been waiting for delivery, so he asked Yunxiao to take Wu Meiniang to the Three Immortal Island.

The Queen of Xiliang Zhou Lin is about to be in the delivery period and is also on Sanxian Island. Several female fairies are very familiar with each other and have nothing to do in their spare time.

None of them were there, and Wei Shuyu had nowhere to leave the back door. Fortunately, he was busy dealing with the magic attack, which relieved the sorrow of loneliness.

Really, Wei Shuyu was increasingly able to understand that Li Jing hated Nezha.

Human Emperor Mansion, Study Room.

Elegant and neat layout, quiet and comfortable.

Wei Shuyu habitually sat on the chair, spread out a piece of white paper, pressed it with an inkstone, and picked up the wolf pen to write down some of the thoughts in his heart.

Writing it out and then summarizing it in a category is Wei Shuyu’s personal habit.

Sandalwood burned, and the light smoke fluttered.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wei Shuyu lay on the chair and fell asleep faintly.

A smoky wind blew into the study.

The purple qi of the human emperor around Wei Shuyu automatically rises to protect his body.

Wei Shuyu subconsciously opened her eyes and noticed that the study room was filled with the ghost spirit, and the dusk mist was gray.

In the midst of Senluo's ghost energy, there was a person standing quietly.

It should not be a human, but a Yin God!

He was wearing a black dragon robe, with mysterious Taoist patterns engraved on it, a blood-colored face, and the Yin God had gloomy eyes, looking at Wei Shuyu.

"The Emperor of Fengdu?"

Wei Shuyu felt puzzled in his heart, how could Fengdu come here in person? Could it be that my lifespan has ended and he came to attract souls in person? What a joke, the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the Human Emperor Dao Fruit, and the Great Heavenly Lord of the Three Realms, which one does not live with the heaven and earth?

"I have met the Emperor of Wei in the Netherworld Fengdu."
Chapter completed!