Listening to the immortal uncle's words, Helian Fenglei's eyes flashed with nothing but contempt.
"Isn't it Jun Muxi? Isn't it just that she is Emperor Mu's mother? The little junior sister you loved so much back then married the emperor of the Mu family in Nanyuan.
In the end, will the emotional entanglement in the hands of Black Hell disappear?
You want to avenge Jun Muxi, you want to avenge Emperor Mu’s mother.
Isn’t that what it is?”[
Helian Fenglei spat out every word, shocking the faces of Master Yan Luo and Uncle Shenxian.
A flash of deep pain instantly flashed across both of their faces.
Helian Fenglei looked at the two of them, and for a moment he felt a pity rising from his disdain.
Love is the most hurtful word.
There is nothing wrong with them deliberately planning to avenge Emperor Mu's mother.
The mistake was that they plotted against Emperor Mu.
But there is no sand in Fengyun's eyes.
"Today, Japan will guard the gate of hell. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter."
Not wanting to talk to Yan Luo and the others any more, Helian Fenglei changed the subject and said categorically.
Her family, Fengyun, was going to bring peace to the Black Hell, and she, Helian Fenglei, was going to set things up for her.
No one can cause trouble.
No one can overstep his authority.
Other times, Wujishan is about to fight the black hell, and they don't care.
Today, it just doesn't work.
"you……"
Full of murderous intent, the tip of a needle is pointed at the awn of wheat.
At this time, in the black hell, the breath was also rolling violently.
The demons and monsters of the black hell, which live on darkness and are dominated by darkness, rise from all directions, rush out, and fight fiercely.
The cold wind of hell blew through, as cold as a steel knife scraping bones.[
The overwhelming darkness almost swallowed up all life.
"Boom." In the melee that emerged from the darkness, a clear roar sounded from the central level of the black hell.
The Thirteenth Level of Hell.
I saw it on the thirteenth floor of the Eighteen Auxiliary Stars closest to the center of the Black Hell.
A pillar of white light rising into the sky, carrying powerful light power, breaks through the vast darkness and blooms with the brilliance of life.
Looking at the entire black hell as dark as a cloudy sky at this time.
The whistling white light pillar was like an Optimus Prime.
Open up the endless darkness and bloom the light of life.
The place where white spiritual power passes, the extreme of light and darkness.