The air of the Demon Sect is refreshing, bloody and sweet.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt a chill on his back and turned his head to look behind him.

An old woman with tall and thin body, pale skin, mean facial features, and wearing a black waterfall robe appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Master Protector, please change your clothes."

The old woman brought Xiao Ran two sets of guardian black robes, wearing one and one to ensure that the dress of important members of the Demon Sect is unified.

Xiao Ran was stunned.

Not yet adapted to the change of identity.

The old woman's cold eyes, respectful tone, Gothic dress and posture suddenly made him feel very noble.

"This is the manager of the main office, Lord Shi Qin."

Tian Mingye introduced to Xiao Ran.

The old woman changed Xiao Ran and said:

"If you want to make a bad intention to the sect leader, Lao Zhen will definitely kill you before that."

Xiao Ran frowned.

"What if the sect leader was planning to me wrongly?"

Tian Mingye covered his mouth and laughed.

Seeing that Shi Qin was too tall and she was very inconvenient to lower her body to change Xiao Ran, she put down the bright red flesh and blood in her hand and walked over.

"I'll do it."

Xiao Ran was a little panicked, but since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it.

The white and plain hand stained with blood reached into his collar, twisted his jade fingers, cleverly gave him a wide dress, a robe, and a black ring.

Why are you so skillful?

After more than 20 years of life in his previous life, and with the mediocre practice of three years after traveling through time, Xiao Ran felt that he had been corrupted by the devil for the first time.

An hour ago, he was just a mediocre outer disciple, without even storage bags, let alone high-end goods such as Ring.

With a black robe in his arms, Xiao Ran's aura suddenly became louder, and his coldness was dark and tragic.

He just didn't understand what this female devil was for revenge for kindness and treating revenge as a relative?

Did he find that he is a time traveler, about to invincible the world, destroy immortals and kill gods, and step into the top of the plane, so he bowed to his righteous tyranny in advance?

The old woman knew that the sect leader did not need a guardian, did she need a man or a acting sect leader?

She couldn't guess thoroughly, so she asked tentatively:

"I will bring the guardian to get to know the sect."

Tian Mingye shook his head.

"No need, I'll take him to know the world."

Xiao Ran was stunned. Do you really treat me as a time traveler?

The old woman asked:

"Do you want to go out for a trip again?"

Tian Mingye nodded, with confidence.

"Yes."

"During the time when the sect leader went out, Huangfu Duan formed a clique in the sect and accumulated strength and continued, it might be detrimental to the sect leader."

Tianmingye smiled indifferently, as light as the wind.

"Don't I have a guardian?"

The old woman looked at Xiao Ran, and became even more puzzled and did not continue to test.

"Subordinates surrender."

...

Tian Mingye stood by the cliff with his hands on his back.

I took a long breath, took a relaxing movement of stretching my back, and tightened my beautiful figure that was hard to ignore.

"The Demon Sect is very beautiful."

The Demon Sect is very beautiful, more beautiful than anywhere Xiao Ran has seen, as if it has not passed through the destruction of the underworld.

But Xiao Ran didn't want to increase the enemy's momentum and destroy his own might, so he said:

"The Dao Alliance is more beautiful."

There is no lack of yearning in the sky and night.

"Yes, the Dao Alliance is much larger than the Demon Sect and is much more beautiful. I heard that they are still building a fairy boat that can fly to the moon."

Xiao Ran was suddenly stunned, and then he realized that he had been fooled.

The rich family smells of wine and meat, and there are bones that are frozen to death on the road.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, beautiful places must be maintained by blood sucking.

Build a fairy boat to go to the moon. Don’t you want to ascend in the sun?

Many years before the Dharma-Ending Age, the concentration of spiritual energy in the cultivation world could not support the ascension.

"What do you want to say?"

"I'll take you to a place."

Tian Mingye smiled lightly with his hands behind his back.

Then he summoned one...

Netherworld!

Xiao Ran's eyes stagnated.

A sense of sad pressure that seemed to come from the ancient prehistoric world exploded in my mind.

The dense and invisible hands tore his scalp apart, and the sticky and vague bytes were like gods and demons ringing bells, hitting his soul one by one.

Xiao Ran covered his chest and calmed down in one breath.

Perhaps it is because of the immunity to mental attacks. Once you adapt to the rhythm of the Netherworld, you don’t seem to feel that uncomfortable, and you don’t fall into fainting or madness as the legend says.

This is the first time he has seen the culprit in the Dharma-Ending Age—

Netherworld.

It was a red Kun-shaped darkness floating in the misty mist.

He is very small, about three feet long and ten feet wide. There is a slit-shaped crack on the top of his head, with bloodshot eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

According to the theoretical knowledge of Dao Meng-

Netherworld is the creation of the Holy Ming Sect and is the culprit that led to the Dharma-Ending Age!

The Netherworld has different shapes, black and huge, and is equipped with a standard roll of eyes. It often appears in places where creatures gather, tearing apart the sky and showing up.

It is often accompanied by strange celestial phenomena, sad whispers and other spiritual attacks, and then it leaves after devouring all the creatures around it.

Looking directly at the Netherworld will make you faint or fall into madness.

Touching the Netherworld will be pulled into the Netherworld space.

Spell attacks will absorb all spiritual power.

Facing the Netherworld at the same level, no matter how many cultivators are, they have to be slaughtered by the underworld, and have no power to fight back.

Only cultivators at one level can have the power to fight.

What is rare is that the underworld in front of Xiao Ran is red rather than black, and the size is pitifully small.

"Don't be nervous, this is the passage to the Netherworld. There is also one end in your ring."

I have a Netherworld?

Xiao Ran had not practiced his energy yet, and he couldn't even open the ring.

But this news was like a bolt from the blue, bombarding the justice in his heart.

But he was eager to refine his energy, took out the Netherworld and played with it, so that it could surrender to its righteous tyranny...

Use it for your own purposes.

Just as I was thinking, the red Kunming in front of me slowly opened his huge rolling eyes.

The depths of the rolling eyes were pitch black, as if opening a door to the abyss.

Tian Mingye grabbed Xiao Ran's shoulder, flashed, passed through the White Eye Gate, and entered the inner world.

Xiao Ran originally thought that there would be a bedroom inside the Netherworld, or a steering wheel or something so that he could open Netherworld, but unfortunately there was nothing.
To be continued...