"Crash!"

In the ancient palace of prison, the repressed and heavy sound of interlacing chains echoed throughout the vast palace. The rich breath of life filled the area with a breathtaking majesty, even making the second emperor

The ghostly fog outside the judgment shrank slightly.

"Jie Jie! Are you the one of the Nine Secrets? You are worthy of being the direct descendant of the Immortal Lord. I have never seen this kind of chain power in the hundreds of thousands of years I have lived. The disciples of the Immortal Lord are indeed extraordinary." But the second emperor judged it.

He didn't care, staring at the Taoist-robed man who was as long and tall as an immortal, his majestic face full of admiration and wonder.

"Wow!" Faced with the comments and provocations of the quasi-emperor in front of him, the direct disciple of the Immortal Lord frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed on his handsome and plain face, and the longevity chain behind him instantly tightened, like a nine-pole spear.

Aiming at the ghostly body.

"Is this the underworld? Which Supreme Being's palace is it? Why am I not in the Palace of Eternal Life? Where is my master's Sword of Eternal Life? Also, where did you come from as a slave?" The direct disciple of the Eternal Life Heavenly Lord spoke from the age of mythology.

No one could understand the ancient words, but the fluctuations of his spiritual thoughts were majestic and domineering, conveyed very clearly, and his words did not take this ghost beast seriously at all.

"This is the great palace of the supreme prison-suppressing emperor. I am the second emperor of the prison-suppressing palace. As for your master, the Immortal Heavenly Lord? Jiejiejiejiejie!" The second emperor looked at the Immortal Lord's face with interest.

Disciple, his words were full of provocation and disdain, "He has abandoned the underworld long ago and is now living in the immortal mausoleum."

"Xianling Tomb? Oh, is it the immortal burial ground passed down from the ancient times? My master went there as expected." Hearing this, the direct disciple of Changsheng Tianzun showed a look of understanding on his face, and seemed to have some interest in Xianling Tomb.

understood.

Nine dragon-snake-like winding and domineering vitality chains behind him were intertwined with each other. As the thoughts of the supreme descendant changed, he continued after a while: "Why didn't he take me with him when he left? I am him

His personal descendant, I have his true royal blood in my body, I even have the same name as him, so why did he leave me in the underworld?"

"Jie Jie Jie! Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie! I have no way of knowing what happened to the Heavenly Lord." The second emperor stared at the disciple of the Changsheng Tianzun with his stern eyes, and couldn't help laughing loudly again, "I just

You know, Changsheng Tianzun gave up almost everything when he left. Except for his sword and himself, he left everything in the Changsheng Palace in the underworld, including you, his direct disciple."

"You!" When the disciple of Changsheng Tianzun heard this, his slender eyebrows showed strong anger and murderous intent. A chain made of green immortal gold appeared behind his back, and he almost took action on the spot.

However, this Tianzun disciple who had already reached the pinnacle of the Great Sage was not a fool. He looked at each other for a moment with the Second Emperor, and finally took back his life chain.

He was silent for a long time, then sighed softly, as if he had exhausted all the sorrow in his heart, and said calmly: "Then, the Supreme Prison Suppressor wakes me up, what are the arrangements?"

"Eh?" Hearing this, the second emperor almost couldn't believe his ears. Its huge beast body slowly approached the disciple of Changsheng Tianzun, and grinned: "What? Don't Tianzun's disciples go to the immortal world?

Ling is looking for your master? Why are you so sensible?"

"Crash!"

The disciple of Changsheng Tianzun raised his hand, and the chain made of fairy tears green gold immediately flew back to his hand, suppressing all the murderous intent and anger: "My master is Changsheng Tianzun, and the coldness deep in his bones is only as cold as mine.

Only disciples know that, and you have also seen it, if you want to live forever, everything can be thrown away."

This immortal Supreme Immortal shook his head and said: "When my master abandoned the Palace of Eternal Life and left, I had a choice. I am Xiang Changsheng of the Underworld. I will never be the Immortal Supreme Immortal's direct descendant in this life."

"Jie Jie! Fellow Daoist Xiang is such a smart man! Then I will welcome Fellow Daoist Xiang to join the Underworld again. From today on, you will be the third Nether Judge of my Prison Palace. Congratulations, Fellow Daoist." The second emperor was excited.

After laughing, he opened his mouth and arranged a position as the third judge for Xiang Changsheng.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you have the true protection of the Supreme, you can call it whatever you want." Xiang Changsheng waved his hand without any concern.

His master abandoned the underworld alone, but left him behind. This meant that the friendship between master and disciple, which spanned millions of years, had long since ended. Not only that, he even had to be careful about his own

Master.

The Heavenly Lords in the Mythical Age rarely had heirs, and the Taoist lineage was generally passed on through the mantle and mantle of master and apprentice. The Heavenly Lords also had ancient methods in which they could give their imperial bloodline to their disciples, thereby completing the inheritance of the Taoist lineage and bloodline.

Xiang Changsheng was the most admired disciple of Changsheng Tianzun when he was still at his peak. Not only did he obtain the "Tao of Immortality", a Taoist tradition that had been passed down from ancient times, he changed his name to Changsheng, and he also obtained the title of Changsheng Tianzun.

With many Tianzun bloodlines, it is no exaggeration to call him the Son of the Immortal Emperor.

This was a supreme gift and expectation, but Xiang Changsheng deeply understood the coldness of his master, a man who would do anything for his own immortality.

Kill the disciples and take blood to repair the origin?

Just kidding, with the coldness in the bone marrow of the Immortal Lord, he can do such things as kill his son to repair his origin.

The ghost beast transformed into the Second Emperor's Punishment smiled cheerfully and solemnly, and began to explain to Xiang Changsheng the current situation of the underworld. At this time, the underworld only has three branches: Yama, Zhenyu and Hades Emperor, so it is not troublesome to introduce them.

"Really? From the so-called mythical age where I live to the present, has even the underworld declined like this?" When Xiang Changsheng learned that there are only three supreme beings, Liao and Liao, in the underworld today, he couldn't help but sigh. He had seen it before

In the most glorious era of the underworld, the Emperor of Hades was still alive at that time, and the number of supreme men under his command was close to double digits. No force in the universe dared to offend the underworld at its peak.

"Even though the times have changed, the Underworld is still one of the top ten supreme forces in the universe in this era. Fellow Taoist Xiang, don't worry." The second emperor's demon body transformed into a monster over ten feet tall, like a dragon and a tiger.

Zhao patted Xiang Changsheng's shoulder and smiled solemnly.

"So, why did Your Excellency the Second Emperor, and the Prison Suppressing Emperor behind you, wake me up?" Xiang Changsheng stared into the deep black pupils of the ghostly dragon's eyes and asked.

"Jie Jie! It has nothing to do with the sleeping emperor in the deepest part of the hall. It is my intention to wake up fellow Taoist." The second emperor shook his head and said, "The golden age is about to begin. I hope that fellow Taoist can lead the underworld to conquer the emperor.

To clear the way for those who do not want to return to the underworld after death."

"Haha, really?" Xiang Changsheng looked at Bi An's majestic face, smiling, but in his heart he was very disdainful. He understood what the quasi-emperor meant, and he obviously wanted to use his direct descendant as a free thug.

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"Qiang!"

The Second Emperor nodded and suddenly kowtowed towards the deepest part of the Prison Palace. After a long time, a green war spear flew over from the highest position in the palace and arrived in front of Xiang Changsheng.

"The master of the Prison Palace is still sleeping. I can temporarily ask his imperial soldiers to take action. I hope that fellow Taoist Xiang can use this weapon to kill everyone and bring back the imperial body of the ancient demon emperor on the golden ancient road." The second emperor.

The judge handed the war spear to Xiang Changsheng and said.

"Oh, so it turns out that the purpose is to acquire the demon emperor's body?" Xiang Changsheng thought for a moment, and finally held the imperial war spear in his hand, "Okay, I agree."
Chapter completed!