2297. Chapter 2297 Qingming returns to Hell Shrine
"The overall strength of the Hidden World Divine Sect is similar to that of the Coffin Divine Cave. This space is relatively far away from the Ancient Zhenghuang Gate. For the time being, I can improve my strength here and then hunt down Mo Xieyu!"
Overlooking the surrounding time and space, in front is the solid dojo of the Hidden World Divine Sect. There are many divine continents below, and there are signs of prosperity everywhere. However, because the Taikoo Zhenghuang Gate and Xuanmeng Mountain are at war, it can be seen that it also has a certain influence on the Hidden World Divine Sect.
, few people fly to the time and space of Xuanmeng Mountain.
"It's time to find a place to refine the supreme divine energy..."
He has to improve his strength in a short period of time, at least from the seventh level to the eighth level of the Origin God.
After some induction, I came to a divine continent south of the Hidden World Divine Sect.
This divine continent is not large in area, but there are many forces present, so it is most suitable for hidden cultivation.
Now he still has the corpses of three supreme gods in his hands, especially the giant surnamed Chu of the Zhenghuang Sect. He is the fifth-level supreme god. The other two supreme gods are the lower-level gods he killed when he captured the Great Zhoutian Hunyuan Pillar last time.
The Supreme God, but unfortunately the energy of the low-level Supreme God cannot make Ye Yun break through easily.
Once he absorbs the energy of these two supreme gods, he is sure to step into the eighth-level Primordial God.
After the spirit gathering array enveloped the ten-thousand-meter forest and activated the law of suction, the energy of heaven and earth continued to surge in. The last trip to the Dragon Clan made Ye Yun's physical body reach an unprecedented strength. It seemed that a lot of energy from heaven and earth came in, but for Ye Yun
To put it bluntly, it's like a drop in the bucket.
"I don't know what Chiyun and Longlong's situation is now. They must be in a dangerous ancient battlefield somewhere in time and space. Longlong should be close to collecting all the exquisite hearts, right?"
It was quiet, there was only the sound of surging energy, and the corpses of the two supreme gods kept shaking and shaking. I thought of Chi Yun and Long Long. I don’t know how they are doing now, but with Chi Yun here, there should be no big problem. Ye Yun is urgent now.
Looking forward to the return of the two of them, their current cultivation should reach the level of a Chaos God.
hell!
In the deepest hell space and time, this is where the powerful men from hell gather. Without the permission of the supreme god, no hell monk above the seventeenth level can enter this world.
Because this is the eighteenth level of hell.
A huge palace is located on a holy land protruding from the vast land. There are a large number of hell cities located in distant places around the holy land.
The Holy Land is the most sacred Hell Palace in Hell. In addition to the towering palace at the top, there are a large number of palaces scattered around the Holy Land.
"Woo!"
In the holy land, a trumpet sound suddenly sounded.
The sound waves immediately extended in all directions, pouring into the heaven and earth, and echoed continuously in the huge space and time around the Holy Land.
Almost at the same time, a large number of hell monks, wearing large robes with mysterious hell inscriptions, walked out of the palaces in the Holy Land and came to the sky-reaching stairs leading from the bottom of the Holy Land to the palace at the top of the Holy Land.
There are more and more powerful people in hell, and they are all the existence of the Supreme God. However, there are tens of thousands of Supreme God monks on both sides of the stairs, and there are hundreds of thousands of Supreme Gods appearing around the palace.
I don’t know what day it is today, but such an important ceremony is being held in the most sacred palace in hell.
Tens of thousands of giants from the Supreme God Hell standing on both sides of the stairs, when everyone arrived, they knelt down one by one and prostrated themselves on the ground with their hands.
"Welcome the Lord!"
At the top of the stairs, in front of the highest palace, as countless powerful men from hell knelt down to greet them, thrones flew out of the palace one after another.
There are a total of eighteen thrones, and the monks on each throne are the strongest masters of hell today. The masters are the emperors of hell.
Among them was a young man who was none other than the Great Qing Huo Yuan Yuan Emperor.
The Lord, the eighteen Lords, seem to represent the eighteen levels of hell.
After the eighteen masters, there are thousands of hell giants. Although they are not masters, their cultivation has reached the extreme level of the Chaos Gods. Each of them is the most powerful existence in hell today.
"Woo!"
After the appearance of the Lord and the Hell Giant, the sound of the trumpet suddenly accelerated, and the sound wave swept through the world.
A giant came out from behind and came to the front of the eighteen masters. He shouted a thunderous voice towards the hundreds of thousands of hell warriors and the entire eighteen levels of hell: "Welcome Miss to return to the palace!"
Under the Holy Land.
"Huhu..."
The space suddenly became distorted, and a piece of ice particles spread out from the distorted space. With the force of distortion, these ice particles seemed to be blooming like an ice flower formed by the ice particles.
Among the ice flowers, I saw Ling'er holding Qing Ming's arm and walking out step by step. Today, Qing Ming is no longer wearing a simple green dress, but a phoenix tail divine robe with blue patterns and golden hell inscriptions. She is surrounded by
There are many unique ice breaths that even the breath of hell cannot get close to.
Qing Ming suddenly stopped and looked up at the sacred shrine above: "I have never stepped foot here again since the death of my father... After so many epochs, nothing has changed!"
"Miss, hell is eternal, how can there be changes?" Ling'er comforted her from the side.
Qing Ming continued to walk towards the stairs to the sky.
When they stepped onto the first step, the hell giants kneeling on the left and right sides immediately kowtowed and shouted: "Welcome Miss, may Hell last forever, and may Miss lead Hell to restore its ancient glory!"
After the two giants shouted loudly, they kowtowed three times in succession.
Qing Ming said nothing and continued to climb the second level of stairs.
"Welcome Miss, may hell last forever, may Miss lead Hell to restore its ancient glory!"
As a result, the two giants who knelt down on the second floor kowtowed and shouted respectfully.
"Welcome Miss, may hell last forever, may Miss lead Hell to restore its ancient glory!"
Next, as Qing Mingmei steps up the stairs, every powerful person will kowtow to welcome her, with supreme respect for Qing Ming in their expressions.
At this moment, when Qingming comes to this deathly palace, like the queen who dominates the world, every hell giant keeps shouting with the power of faith.
As they got closer to the palace, the eighteen thrones slowly disappeared. After the eighteen most powerful kings in hell landed on the ground, they waved their hands instantly, and thousands of giants from behind immediately surrounded them.
"Welcome Miss, may hell last forever, may Miss lead Hell to restore its ancient glory!"
On the last step of the stairs, Qing Ming still had an indifferent expression, and his aura was still a layer of ice. When Qing Ming arrived in front of the shrine, the eighteen lords of hell, along with thousands of giants, knelt down with a bang.
"Congratulations on your return, Miss!"
Regardless of whether they are masters or giants, they all kneel down to Qing Ming. Every one of them is the king of the world in hell, but now they have to kneel down to a woman.
Because Qing Ming is a descendant of the ancient Pluto, a truly pure bloodline, and there are a large number of Qing's hell royal family in hell, but compared to Qing Ming, they are nothing.
Qing Ming was as cold as ice, but with beautiful eyes, staring at the eighteen masters in front of him and the king of hell behind him: "Among you, some are seniors and some are descendants. Qing Ming is here to say sorry. See
As a member of the Qing clan, Qing Ming feels happy in his heart!"
One of the masters, a white-haired old man, bowed and said with tears in his eyes: "Miss is finally back, just come back!"
The Great Emperor suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Welcome the young lady back to the palace!"
"Miss, return to the palace!"
All the giants gave way to a central avenue. Qing Ming, escorted by Ling'er and the eighteen masters, walked step by step towards the shrine. After entering the shrine, Qing Ming looked at the highest throne, where the ancient Pluto once ruled the hell.
In this powerful place, since ancient times, only the ancient Pluto has the qualification to sit there.
Below the throne are the eighteen thrones representing the eighteen levels of hell, and below the eighteen thrones on both sides are thousands of jet-black thrones of the same size.
Qing Ming walked to the highest throne without hesitation, which symbolized the supreme master of hell, and only Qing Ming was qualified to sit there.
After Qing Ming sat down and nodded downwards, countless kings and eighteen masters gathered in the center of the hall came to both sides one by one and sat down.
The Great Emperor Qinghuo Liaoyuan and other masters came to sit on the eighteenth throne below Qingming.
The hall suddenly had a solemn and solemn atmosphere, and almost every king's absorption seemed to have stopped. In their eyes, there was only the presence of Qing Ming.
The Qing Huo Yuan Great Emperor stood up and saluted Qing Ming: "Miss, all the rulers of the eighteen levels of hell and the law enforcement king are here. We finally waited until the lady returned to the throne and took control of the hell!"
Qing Ming said: "You all know very well that since the death of my father, I have been sleeping on the shore of the dead. In fact, my father did not hand over the power to me back then. You have every right to re-establish the position of ruler!"
"Miss!"
A middle-aged man with a foot-long snow-white beard. After he walked out, even the Green Fire Plains Emperor was somewhat polite: "You are the only bloodline of Pluto. You are the only one in this world who is qualified to ascend the throne.
Now that the young lady is back, I hope that the young lady can lead hell to find hope at the end of the era and when the great catastrophe of heaven is coming!"
Qing Ming nodded and said: "Lord Guyun, as a senior, you understand the great catastrophe of heaven better than Qing Ming. This is the fate of heaven. How can you break it?"
Lord Guyun stroked his beard and said: "The great calamity is destiny, and it is also a calamity that represents rebirth. Why do monks cultivate? It is to change one's destiny against the will of heaven, to change one's own destiny, to change the destiny of relatives and friends, and to change the destiny of the world.
You can even change the fate of heaven, miss, the future of hell is in your hands!"
"Miss, Lord Guyun is right!"
Another master walked out from the side of the Qing Huo Liao Yuan Emperor. This was a skinny old man in black robe.
Qing Ming nodded with respect and said: "I have met Lord Buku!"
Lord Buku seemed to have surpassed many people here in terms of status and age. He first glanced at Lord Guyun next to him, then saluted Qing Ming and said: "I was lucky enough to witness the most prosperous era of my hell. At that time, Taikoo
Lord Pluto, with one person's power, established eighteen levels of hell in hell, a place where life is extinct. He broke away from the camp of the ancient gods of the Great Zhoutian and became the only one among the ancient gods who could build a world in hell and dominate it.
After the establishment of hell, the ancient gods in the god world began to be jealous of Lord Pluto. They did not hesitate to add all kinds of unfounded charges to the king, and even lied and made false claims. It is really despised by heaven and earth... And we, Lord Pluto,
With an open heart, we created the eighteen levels of hell today. No one could have imagined that the God Realm would send an army to suppress it, leading to wars in ancient times. However, after the baptism of wars, our hell has become stronger and more united, but
After the death of Lord Pluto, everything changed. For so many epochs, no one has controlled the power of hell, and hell is like a piece of loose sand..."