"I am the Lord of Purgatory, the orphan of the Remnant Kingdom, the Lord of the Sea of Darkness, and the helmsman of the Nine Underworlds do you realize what you are doing to me? You are blaspheming! Those who blaspheme will eventually fall into the deeper depths of hell, be broken in shape and fall into eternity!"
The young girl was pinned to her throne by the golden Shura, her roar echoing through the underworld temple as the massive white bones behind her squirmed.
Sensing the maiden's anger, it opened its huge, tapered mouth covered in hooked, sharp teeth and let out a deafening sound.
Shura raised his head, adamantine and furious, and locked eyes with it, letting out a low, lion-like roar in the same way.
The Shura is horrible, and the bone serpent is hideous.
"If blasphemers would be condemned to death by Heaven, then the ones sitting on the twelve godly seats today should have been subjected to the backlash of the Heavenly Dao a long ti
In the deep underworld hall, the fish king with white and long hair squatted on the ground, it looked like a statue frozen from surprise, a pair of pupils glowing with ghostly light at night surveyed the surroundings. The Fish King had cultivated its wisdom for many years, but the series of things that had happened recently were constantly impacting its original perceptions. Such as the bizarre scene in front of us Ning Nagisa was pressing the Ning Xiaoling lookalike Underworld Monarch onto his throne and invading him, the Underworld Monarch was calling him senior brother with every mouthful, petulantly begging for mercy nonstop. And at this moment, his true self, his own Dried Fish Deliverer, Ning Xiaoling, Ning Nagisa's little senior sister, had awakened at some point. Her naive and innocent eyes widened as she watched what was happening in front of her. Sluggish brain spun up Elder Brother was violating a little girl on a throne that looked
Fate is unpredictable. King Fish had never imagined that one of his own self-taught cats would one day teach a true descendant of the Underworld to read and write, and to read the native script of the Underworld. The Underworld Palace lost the Underworld Immortal Scrolls, and the textual memories in the ancient inheritance of the Underworld Monarch were incomplete, which made many of the ancient scrolls in the Palace impossible for the Underworld Monarch to flip through. It, on the other hand, had been using the Underworld Immortal Scroll as a demonic elixir for many years, and the words in it had long since become telepathic with him and familiar with each other. "In the previous month, how come I didn't realize that you were such a cat talent?" The Underworld Monarch looked at the white cat lying on the desktop with a haughty look on its face and tsked, saying, "You can't really be the reincarnation of Shimeji, can you? Did Shimeji take some kind of
Jiuyue stood in front of them, a large pile of paper with ugly handwriting cluttered in front of her, after she finished speaking she looked at them with a serious look, a look that hoped that you would not be ungrateful, and obediently cooperate with me in good faith to restore the glory of the Underworld together. "At that time, when I become the Lord of the Underworld Kingdom, I will make you a Divine Magistrate and appoint you as a Heavenly Monarch. At that time, whenever one of your loved ones dies, I'll help you fish her out." Nine Specters proposed in a spirited manner, "In the future, we'll just rely on this place to be bullies, and no one will be able to control us!" Ning looked at Jiuyue for a long time and said, "Although the spirit has no boundaries, the places that the outside world can reach are much, much more open than the Underworld, so even if we go out, where are we going to find authority for you?" Jiuyue thought about it and cheered, "The
In the stone-floating Underworld Hall, between the darkness of the light, the feathered serpent's soul has long been lost. Wood Spirit pupil, this Underworld Dao Spirit Sect's most legendary patriarch, also under the heaven's reckoning and people's reckoning to eliminate the soul, dragon mother mother's corpse fell to the ground, she died for a hundred years, now the power faded, more no longer alive. The entire palace was like a mottled ancient painting. The man in the painting slowly awoke. After Ning long woke up, he immediately reached out and shook his sleeve, and the fingers between his sleeves pinched a key technique for gathering souls, embracing Ning Xiaoling's soul into his arms. Ning Xiaoling, who was missing a divine soul, was still intact in appearance, only certain parts of his divine soul glowed with a translucent, weak color. Ning Xiaoling's body was still sitting on the throne, her waist slender, her white skirt flowing, and t
Ning Xiaoling flopped softly on Siwei's shoulder, her upright, triangular ears fluttering pinkly as she breathed. Her nine tails were large and soft, looking fluffy and fluttering gently like cloud fluff, the four paws of the snow-treading softly resting on both sides of SiShi's fragrant shoulders, her round pupils full of weak and begging for mercy, seemingly hoping that this demon lord who was caressing his own body could let himself go. But this demoness didn't have the slightest intention of letting Ning Xiaoling go. She gently rubbed the soft fur around her neck and smiled, "Are you happy with the body, Little Age?" Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that if she had known that there was such a big weakness in her tail, she definitely wouldn't have wanted to drill in. Whether I'm satisfied or not is another story, but it seems to me that you're all quite satisfied with it Ning Xiaoling wanted to cry without tears, thinking to herself how she
Ning Nagisa and Lu Married Married listened to this answer, their hearts rising and falling. Regarding the fallen state lord from five hundred years ago, Ning Nagisa had presumed a few in his mind, but it had never occurred to him that the fallen state lord was said to be a saint. The same is true for Land Marriage. When she had asked Simian, she had done so out of curiosity, thinking only that it was a shocking secret, not realizing that the answer was so simple. But that happens to be a blind spot in thinking as well. But why should the saint rebel when he is already the supreme lord of the land? What was the thing he rebelled against, exactly? As they were thinking about it, Siwei had already opened his lips in a sly manner and said: "Nowadays, there is still a Lingxu Pavilion on the Remnant Hope Peak in the Middle Kingdom, a few months ago, I visited it when I traveled alone in the Middle Kingdom, but the mountain has been
As New Year's Eve approached, the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect had dispersed one after another. In the original large Divine Sect, the older generation of cultivators had already died in the previous tragic disaster in the Underworld Hall, and now the entire sect was even more lifeless. Yujin's home wasn't far away, so she lingered for a few more days. The young girl was equipped with the sword of an inner disciple, and two servants stood behind her, carrying her bulging bag for her. The carriage was ready at the entrance, waiting to depart at any time. Yu Jin stood on the drawbridge leading to the Nine Specters Hall and looked away for a while. Ning Xiaoling's figure never appeared. As she turned back, she noticed a small fox staring at her from the woods. She recognized the beautiful spirit fox, which she could see happily hopping around outside from time to time during her classes at Wood Hall. Yu Jin originally thou
Red lacquer window lattice, rose-like wood grain grows, white window paper covered with thin ice, light blurred through, the world under the sun is dense with cold air, the case of pure glaze color pale green porcelain vase, red plum demonic through the fragrance. Lu married to stand in the window, light through the thin ice, refracted from different angles, illuminated her snow-white clothes, falling on the ground shadow appears blurred. The snow hadn't stopped yet, and the icy edges of the eaves were occasionally dripping, and she was silent as she looked out the window at the broken snow that flew in now and then. Ning long rose from the bed, the pillow side of the residual warmth is still there, he reached out and touched, and then looked along the shadow, in the line of sight, the only thing to see the woman standing in jade, ivory snow neck full of light, bright dazzling, cloudy clothes ethereal, as if at any time will be melted in the light. "Awake?" L