There was no such thing as an honor guard, but the entrance was wide open. Twelve Yin gods gathered together, wearing robes and jade crowns. They seemed to have a surging aura on their bodies, and they all rushed to the door, even if it was a warm welcome from afar.
Here comes the Lord of Demonic Cultivators.
"I've heard about the Demon Lord for a long time, and I just saw him today. I'm really lucky!"
The tone of the words was flat, and they didn't even sound like polite words. They were very perfunctory. They came from the mouth of a strange-looking Yin God.
In fact, not only the face of the one in front of him was strange, but the faces of the twelve Yin gods who came out were also strange. At least this was the first time Xue Wusuan had seen the appearance of souls with such appearance.
Tall, the shortest one is more than three meters tall, with horns on his head, and illusory wings on his back. Most of them have five pairs of wings. Only the leader has six pairs on his back, each of them flapping slightly.
It brings out waves of unusual evil wind and evil spirit, which is very majestic.
"This ancient monk is really a descendant of gods and demons. His appearance alone is very different from ordinary creatures. Tsk, that's interesting." Xue Wusuan clasped his hands behind his back and said to himself with a smile.
"I've met all the Yin gods. It's not like I've come all the way. It's my duty to travel between planes, so it's easy to come and go. I feel sorry for bothering you all to make an exception and come out of your respective halls."
King Yama remained expressionless, and after Xue Wusuan finished speaking, he shook his head and said: "The Demon Lord has sent me a greeting card again. The etiquette is thorough. Naturally, I will not be that rude person and come out to greet you."
That’s right. As long as the Demon Lord doesn’t dislike me and our humble cultivation, my words don’t hold enough weight. Please!”
Xue Wusuan shrugged and said with a smile: "There is no way to say whether words have enough weight. As for your cultivation, you are now the twelve people with the highest cultivation in the world, and you are much higher than me.
Yeah. Haha, please!”
King Yama raised his hand, Xue Wusuan also said "please", and the group entered the shabby entrance of the underworld.
It was really shabby, worse than the dilapidated underworld that Xue Wusuan had seen before in the original world. Even the twelve so-called halls seemed a bit unworthy of their names. It was relatively appropriate to call them dilapidated temples.
Some.
"It's crude. Please don't be offended, Lord Demon."
Although Xue Wusuan was a little surprised by the rags here, he didn't mind anything. This was not his home. If it was rotten, it would make it easier to clean up later.
After the guests of honor were seated, the leader, King Yama, went straight to the topic and asked Xue Wusuan: "I wonder what the devil is here for?"
To be honest, as an ancient monk who still exists in time, he is well-informed and knows many things that others do not know, including demonic disasters. To say that these twelve real ancient monks least want to encounter
What it is, it's a demon disaster. Even though the master of the demon disaster sitting in front of them seems to have only reached the Golden Immortal realm, he still can't be underestimated, and his heart is heavy.
When a demonic disaster strikes, the world becomes silent. This is no joke. Countless planes have proven the authenticity and credibility of this statement time and time again with their complete annihilation.
In addition, when he was outside just now, King Yama had tried to say something, saying that he was worried that the cultivation of the other Yin gods was shallow and would bring shame on Xue Wusuan, but Xue Wusuan replied that the twelve Yin gods of them were already the world's most powerful.
He is among the twelve with the highest cultivation level, which means that he loses face.
They are the twelve ancient monks who are the strongest in the world? How is this possible? Where are the Tathagata and Taishang Laojun in the upper world? Where have they gone? They cannot be killed. The powerful ones in the Hedao realm are alive and dead.
There must be a lot of movement, how could it not be detected? But the problem is that now twelve ancient monks are using the communication tools left to them by Tathagata and Taishang Laojun long ago to contact them and tell them about the arrival of the Demon Lord, but they are unable to do so.
I found that there was no response at all, why?
Xue Wusuan smiled and replied: "Of course I am here to discuss some important matters with you. But before that, I hope you will take a look at this." As he said this, Xue Wusuan waved his hand to create a light curtain.
Landing in the middle of this dilapidated hall, images appeared one after another on the light curtain.
"These are all planes, planes similar to this one. They are developing well now. Ordinary people can live peacefully. No matter whether they are happy or sad, they have the capital and space to survive. The monks have their own new world.
The road is no longer held hostage by Heaven, and the resources required for cultivation are no longer limited by worldly resources. You don't even need to compete with Heaven for the power of the origin of the world, you can easily cross the realm of Luotian Immortal and step into the realm of the mighty.
.Of course, all of this must be under my control."
"That one doesn't seem to be an ordinary monk." Suddenly a shady figure pointed at the blood-red figure in the picture and asked.
"Yes, the one named Xue Jian came from the practice of the beasts of heaven and earth. She is a powerful person. She does not need to be in the Hedao realm, but she can have the same or even more powerful power than the powerful people in the Hedao realm.
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"Why?"
"This is the mystery of demonic cultivation."
After some questions and answers, there was a long silence. This is not just a simple light effect picture. The creatures inside are all alive and you can feel the breath from them. This is a very common thing among high-level monks.
The methods and principles are easy to distinguish whether they are true or false, so the twelve Yin gods immediately knew that everything in this picture was real. The powerful person who had cultivated the alien beasts was indeed real.
of.
Xue Wusuan lit a cigarette, leaned on the back of his chair, put away the screen, and said: "Magic disaster has been a term for a long time, and failure seems to have become synonymous with demon cultivators. In fact, countless demon lords are like this
As you have heard, there are no exceptions for death and death, and of course they are not very friendly either.
It can be said that if it were the previous Demon Lord, I would not be alone here, but a war. To be honest, for my current plan, it is actually easier to capture your underworld by force than by other methods.
A lot. But I admire you very much for your protection of reincarnation, so I bring you two choices and I hope you can consider them carefully."
Xue Wusuan is also very interesting. With every word spoken in this sentence, the twelve Yin gods sitting here can feel that there will be a lot more qi around them. When their spiritual thoughts swept out, they found that there were dense figures in this sentence.
As soon as he spoke, the netherworld around the hall was filled with more than 300,000 in number! And they all had the same cultivation and appearance as the demon lord in front of him, and even the soul fluctuations were exactly the same!
"The Demon Lord is preparing to take action?"
"No, I'm just laying some groundwork before I give you a choice. After all, if you make the wrong choice, it could be a life-or-death situation. I don't want you to die like this. If you really want to take action, that's what it should be."
After Xue Wusuan finished speaking, with a thought in his mind, the 300,000 of his substitutes outside the hall all began to release the suction force of vitality and soul energy on their bodies. Although each of them only stimulated a little bit, the 300,000 of them could not
The force coming through the hall when the numbers are gathered together is still extremely terrifying.
"So, you have two choices: First, surrender to me, and I will give you a chance to ascend to the Mighty One, and I promise not to let the reincarnation that you have guarded for countless years disappear. Second, reject my kindness, everything