The wind is howling, and the cold and silent Demon Palace is located.

The two majestic palaces, both tens of millions of feet high, stand tall in the heaven and earth. They will not fall down for thousands of years. They are revered by all the people in the Annihilation Continent and are the holy places in the eyes of all demon cultivators in the world.

Between the tallest palaces, there are mountains and small buildings scattered throughout.

There are also many towers and caves on the low peaks of those mountains and in the middle of the mountains.

Practitioners from the Demon Palace have been practicing hard in it all year round, comprehending the wonders of the Demon Art, strengthening their bodies, or placing their true bodies in special forbidden places when the Yang God is fighting fiercely outside the sky.

On a gray-brown mountain peak, Yan Lu, who had reached the soul wandering realm, and a few friends he had made friends with were pondering the hidden meaning of an incomplete magic art.

Suddenly, his Yin Shen, Heavenly Soul and Main Soul felt oppressed.

The next moment, his sea of ​​​​consciousness, where the thoughts of his soul were always flowing freely, seemed to have suddenly solidified.

Not only him, but also several people around him were like him.

A group of people raised their heads in confusion.

In the distance, two mysterious wide rivers appeared out of thin air over the iron-gray palace belonging to Zhu Zhenzong.

One is clear, one is turbid.

Two mysterious rivers intertwined over the palace.

At the intersection of the long river, there is a huge dark blue palace.

That palace seems to be the palace of the Lord of the Nine Netherworld, which has been hidden deep in the heart of the earth for thousands of years.

It seems that it has occasionally appeared in everyone's deep nightmares.

Countless souls, ghosts, and earth demons were originally in the walls of Zhu Zhen's iron-grey palace below. They were supposed to serve Zhu Zhen and be controlled by him.

At this moment, the soul ghosts and earth demons collected and refined by Zhu Zhenzhen and controlled by him were twisting and turning desperately.

Trying to blend into the mysterious palace above, where two long rivers intersect.

The demon palace monks of the Zhuzhenga faction built many shorter buildings around the palace.

Some people are talking loudly, some are meditating with their eyes closed, some are refining magic weapons, some are discussing in secret rooms...

Phew! Phew! Phew!

For practitioners at these three levels: Yin Shen Realm, Soul Traveling Realm, and Yang Shen Realm, no matter what they are doing, the sea of ​​soul consciousness under their eyebrows suddenly explodes.

A tragic death in an instant.

Wisps of dead souls and remaining evil thoughts and evil thoughts flowed towards the two intertwined rivers in the air like light smoke.

Yan Lu and the others seemed to have turned into sculptures, not daring to move.

Yeah, I really can't move.

Deep in the hearts of all of them, a terrible thought emerged at the same time...

As long as they dare to move and go over to support, they will end up with the same fate.

——The soul is instantly destroyed.

Ouch! Howl!

For thousands of years, the strange spirits that were refined by Zhu Zhen and imprisoned by him, integrated into the palace rock walls, stone pillars and the dark earth souls and demons, transformed into many hideous and terrifying patterns, seemed to be forgiven at this moment, as if they had been

Summoned by the gods, he suddenly gained divine power and got rid of the ban.

Densely packed foreign spirits were heading towards the mysterious palace in mid-air, actively blending into it.

Most of the foreign spirits originally had their wisdom and spirituality sealed in the dust, but in the process of rising into the sky, countless "Yin Kui Essence" was spilled from the palace at the intersection of the streams and rivers.

The "essence of Yin Kui" was swallowed up by them, and their lost spirituality and dusty memories were awakened one by one, and they suddenly came to life.

"Zhuzhen! Your end is coming!"

"Traitor! You deserve to die ten thousand times!"

"Haha! Our god is back!"

"..."

The ghosts and spirits between the two palaces were several powerful ones, hundreds of feet tall, with a mind-distorting magnetic field flowing around their bodies, roaring at the palace below.

They either once belonged to the Ghost Witch Sect or were the fierce demons of the new generation.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two Daxiu cultivators attached to Zhu Zhenga's Self-Contained Realm, one rushed out from the palace and the other came from the nearby mountains, directly showing a huge Dharma form.

The statue of one person is three thousand feet high and has eight giant arms. The fear and evil thoughts of tens of thousands of dead people are entrenched in his body.

The image of the other one, with a body as thick as a mountain, was wrapped with rusty iron ropes. He danced wildly and rushed towards the palace in mid-air.

You Yu, with a skinny figure, floated out from the palace, and then slowly fell down with the palace.

At this moment, all sentient beings from Haoji, who have reached a certain level, who know the secret of the source of the Yin veins, and who have been to the terrifying place, all feel a tremor originating from their souls.

Youyu held the scroll in his hand and shook it slightly towards the two Dharma images of the two demons in the realm of freedom.

The two fierce and arrogant demon palace overhauls, Yin Shen, Yang Shen and the main soul instantly lost control and started fighting with each other, directly going insane.

Their Dharma images were whipped by the scroll and shattered into pieces, turning into green, cyan, purple and black crystals and light rain all over the place.

Two great cultivators in the realm of freedom met each other and were killed.

Inside the palace.

Zhuzhen sighed quietly and looked at his son whose soul had long been destroyed under a stone pillar in the corner, "That's enough, let the irrelevant people leave."

Youyu, who was holding the scroll on the eaves of his palace, nodded slightly.

Then, all the demon cultivators who had not yet condensed the Yin Shen and were obeying Zhu Zhenga's orders heard a voice of forgiveness.

"Everyone retreat."

Zhuzhen said softly.

The next moment, Youyu unfolded the scroll in his hand, as if there was another terrifying place, slowly submerging Zhuzhenga's palace like a tide.

Staring at this place, the eyes from all sides gradually became unclear.

A sea of ​​colorful clouds, Liu Ying, Yu Yuan and Jiang Miaojie on the "Falling Star Eyes", and the clear picture in the moonstone platform under their feet also seemed to be stained by gray ink and no longer clear.

"He, how dare he attack now?"

When she couldn't clearly see the scene over there, Liu Ying seemed to have just woken up from a dream, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Netherworld Palace!"

Jiang Miaojie took a deep breath, with admiration in her eyes, "Is that the legendary Nether Palace that can travel between the realms of the dead and the earthly demons, and travel between life and death?"

Yu Yuan's mind moved slightly.

A flash of memory exploded, and Jiang Miaojie didn't need to explain this time. He knew that the Netherworld Palace where Youyu was refining was the most precious treasure of the Ghost Witch Sect.

The mysterious picture scroll that Yuan Qingxi gave to You Yu before and asked You Yu to open is called Netherworld Illustration.

——It is the space container that stores the Nether Palace.

In the catalog of the Netherworld, there is the Netherworld Palace. The Netherworld Palace is supported by two streams that can communicate with the source of the Yin Veins. It allows Youyu to travel between life and death, shuttle through the source of the Yin Veins, a place of fear, and filth.

The land and the sea of ​​colorful clouds.

The Nether Palace is also the artifact that the Ghost Witch Sect is famous in the world.

Youyu is its master.

"Zhu Zhenzhen, I'm afraid he's going to die."

Tianzang's figure floated down.

"Tenzo-senpai!"

"Tenzo!"

Jiang Miaojie and Yu Yuan were shocked.

"He detained me in the Netherworld Palace because he was looking for Xuanli. Moreover, he should have found Xuanli." Tianzang smiled bitterly and faced Yu Yuan when he spoke, "Zhu Zhenzong, although he has become the number two figure in the Demon Palace

, but the root of the Great Dao that Zhu Zhenga first understood was actually passed down to Youyu."

As soon as this statement came out, Yu Yuan and others were shocked.

"How do you say this?" Liu Ying didn't know the inside story the most.

"Zhu Zhen was selected by Yuan Qingxi and was absorbed into the Ghost Witch Sect early on. The secret techniques taught to him by Yuan Qingxi, the Demonic Transformation Technique as you know it, and several similar soul techniques, all originated from You Yu. Yuan Qingxi cultivated

He, let him break through quickly, so that he can one day become Youyu's general."

Tenzo explained.

"Yuan Qingxi wanted Zhuzhenzong to help him so that his master Youyu could wake up successfully. From the beginning to the end, Yuan Qingxi had no intention of letting Zhuzhenzong inherit Youyu's throne."

"That divine position, in Yuan Qingxi's eyes, will naturally belong to Youyu forever. If his master doesn't wake up, Yuan Qingxi would rather wait for thousands of years."

"Zhu Zhen is also a genius. Now that he has taken this divine path, how can he be willing to give it up?"
To be continued...