I have a room in Huangquan

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Ding Xiaoyi subconsciously wanted to jump down to stop him, but was dragged back by the emperor.

Everyone was about to stop them immediately, but at this moment, Pangpang seemed to have noticed something suddenly. After looking up suspiciously, he turned to block everyone who wanted to step forward and pull their heads away.

"Wait a minute! The deal is done, let's let it have a try."

Seeing that Pang Pang is standing in front of the crowd, it is not easy to get angry, after all, the fighting power of Pang Pang in front of him has soared, and he can already be called a Buddha.

Even Patriarch Xuehe is not an opponent, so how could they be opponents? ?

Taking advantage of Fatpang's obstruction, Datou exerted all his strength and stabbed fiercely, and the thick tentacles reached his stomach with one step.

Suddenly, everyone's ears moved and they heard a sound like glass breaking.

"Won't it be pierced??"

Everyone was startled, looking at the bad old man's raised belly, they couldn't help but feel worried.

But the big head didn't care about this, just like a master who repaired the sewer, he finally found out the trouble of the blocked water pipe, and kept stirring it inside.

As the cracking sound became louder, the big head's eyes lit up, and he pulled the tentacle out of the bad old man's mouth.

After the tentacles of the big head stretched out, it was actually stained with a golden liquid, and the liquid was emitting a strange light in the air, which was an indescribable color.

It is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye, you can say it is pink, but it can also be said to be black, full of contradictory light, which surprises everyone.

"It's luck!!"

There was a bright light in the eyes of the ancestor Xuehe, and the face beside him was so ugly that he was dying. He hurriedly looked at the old man, but he saw that the old man's flesh was drying rapidly.

In an instant, the originally skinny body turned into a dry stir-fry like a stick.

As if it would break anytime.

Suddenly, I saw a golden light split from the old man's forehead, like a divine sword, split from the skull, and the vast blood was surging, and a golden shadow flew out of it, falling in the air and turning into a bloody mouth , opened his mouth and swallowed the meat that had been dry-stir-fried.

Immediately, the golden light flashed, illuminating the entire nether sky, like a great sun hanging above the sky.

What's even more frightening is that the ancestor of Xuehe discovered to his horror that this guy was actually absorbing the blood energy of Xuehai.

The sea of ​​blood churned, as if it was attracted by some kind of attraction. The sparkling blood beads at the starting point of the rise turned into water mist and were absorbed by the strong light.

"not good!!"

Immediately, the eyes of the ancestor of Xuehe turned red, this sea of ​​blood is one with him, if the sea of ​​blood does not dry up, he is eternal.

The pure blood essence that should be devouring the sea of ​​blood is equivalent to digging out his flesh and blood.

Immediately, he drew out the long blade, intending to rush up and fight for his life.

"Why is the ancestor so angry?"

When Fatty saw this, he raised his hand, and with a seemingly inconspicuous sweep, it turned out that there were endless elephants, shrouded in thousands of Buddha kingdoms, and hundreds of millions of Buddhas chanted.

Haohao's light, stunned, pushed the ancestor of Xuehe back to the original place.

"let me go!!"

Patriarch Xuehe looked at the essence of the sea of ​​blood that was being devoured continuously, his white hair danced wildly, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

But no matter how he struggled, he was still unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as a large amount of blood sea essence was swallowed.

Those drops of essence seem to be insignificant, but they can only be condensed after condensing an unknown number of tons of blood.

Suddenly, the blood sea shrank rapidly, and in an instant, many blood sea monsters were stranded on the coast, and the endless coastline was receding rapidly.

After only a while, most of the sea of ​​blood was sucked away in a daze.

Immediately, Patriarch Xuehe wanted to die.

Just for a moment, the glare suddenly dissipated.

There is already one more person in midair.

It was a young man, only about 20 years old, who looked younger than Ding Xiaoyi, black as a waterfall, naturally scattered on the crystal body, standing on the vast sky, overlooking all things and common people!

Scanning with deep eyes, everyone felt a tremor.

Because the young man in front of him is exactly the same as the bad old man when he was young.

Even the Great King Jiuyou Yuanzun almost fainted, pointing at him and screaming: "The Great Demon King is back!!"

A scream made everyone's scalp go numb.

Zongzi even sat down on the ground stunned, looking at the young man in front of him with a pale face, with a lingering nightmare in his mind.

The demon king was reborn, and swallowed most of the essence of the sea of ​​blood. His qi and blood were like a vast ocean. He rose up amidst the monstrous red clouds, stood tall in the nine heavens, looked down at the boundless land, and looked down on everyone in the netherworld!

This shocked the world, everyone was in an uproar, and then shocked inexplicably, this is too subversive.

"Whether it's a good thing or not, this guy is actually alive!!"

The Great Emperor on the shaft of the chariot looked at this scene with a half-smile.

This guy not only survived, but also absorbed most of the essence of the blood sea.

He may have said before that the magic of the sea of ​​blood lies in its powerful ability to regenerate flesh and blood.

It was so powerful that the big eyeballs summoned by Lian Ding Xiaoyi quickly turned into worms and fled after being stained with a trace of blood mist.

Obviously, this guy was paying attention to Xuehe from the very beginning, otherwise why would he take the risk to come here knowing that Zhao Mifa would be dangerous and unpredictable.

Of course, the reason why he was able to succeed is probably the credit of the big head, the most indispensable.

If Datou didn't find out, the elixir was actually stuck in his throat, without it, the elixir was crushed and stirred in the stomach.

I'm afraid that if I wait a little longer, the bad old man will be completely finished.

Regarding this, the emperor can only say that the odd number of the big head seems to be destined to be different from the beginning, but it has been ignored by people.

Even he didn't expect that the person who reversed the fate of Emperor Fengdu, who stood on the peak of the underworld, was actually a big-headed man, the lowest and most stupid creature in the netherworld? ?

But no one can fully predict the things in this world. After all, the words of using the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces are nothing but arrogance.

Even the Great Emperor himself is at most just planning a temporary strategy, and he himself is not fully sure whether it will succeed.

"Song, what else do you have to say!"

The old man's eyes glanced at the young man's body and asked expressionlessly.

"Win the king and lose the bandit! That's how it is, so what's there to say!"

Sitting on the ground dejectedly, he looked as if he wanted to kill or cut him down, and he didn't even have a bit of resistance.

This kind of frustration and powerlessness is like when you beat the boss by leapfrogging and finally got stuck in a position. It took a whole day and night to grind the boss down to the residual blood bit by bit.

Seeing that victory was imminent, when he was putting away his divine attire, how could he know that this boss was wearing the resurrection armor, and was the kind of resurrection with full blood.

Directly in front of your face, the whole blood is resurrected.

The most frightening thing is that his card slot was actually repaired by the system.

What game is this playing? ?Wouldn't it be better to play game master? ?

Such is the mood at the moment.

He has completely lost the chance to fight this guy Fengdu any longer.

There is only one thought in his mind now, hoping that Fengdu can make his death easier.

"Since this is the case, go and repair the Eighteen Hells. When will the Eighteen Hells be repaired, and when will the work be overtaken!"

The bad old man didn't make things difficult for him.

But everyone knows that the Eighteen Hells are by no means so easy to repair, not to mention how long it will take to repair, and when repairing, you will suffer from the torment of hell.

And the eighteen levels of hell are not just eighteen levels, each level is divided into ten levels of smaller hells.

After completing this road, it is simply to experience all the eighteen hells.

"According to the order!"

Feng Zi seemed to have expected this for a long time, and was not surprised at all, and even felt that this was Feng Du's punishment for being lenient.

Seeing that the emperor had accepted his punishment, the master of the 36 halls, King Jiuyou Yuanzun and others couldn't help but prostrate on the ground with fear on their faces.

Ears pricked up, waiting for his punishment.

However, the expected punishment did not come, and the bad old man didn't even look at them directly.

He just said to the ancestor of Xuehe: "You plotted against me first, but if I borrow your Xuehe to rebuild my body, it can be regarded as reciprocal repayment, and we are even."

The corner of Xuehe Patriarch's mouth twitched, although he was very upset, he had no choice but to pinch his nose to admit it.

As for Yu Lei, it was more unlucky, the bad old man took a look at him, and most of his blood was cold.

Quickly knelt on the ground and obediently admitted his mistake.

"Yu Lei pack up, go to Naihe Bridge, take over from Po Meng, and take care of Naihe Bridge."

The bad old man's voice was very soft, but to Yu Lei's ears it was no less than thunder on the ground.

In the past, Naiheqiao was a hard job, but it was considered a heavy responsibility.

But now that Yincao has been broken, Youtu has merged with Yang, not to mention that Empress has closed reincarnation a long time ago, even if it is not closed, how can ghosts cross the bridge of Naihe? ?

This is the rhythm of being thrown into limbo.

For a while, his face was ashen, and he asked one more question unwillingly: "Dare to ask the emperor, I will go to Naihe Bridge, Meng Po"

"Meng Po has been guarding the Naihe Bridge for many years. Now that her merits and virtues have been completed, she has her own place to go. Who am I to report this to the Empress? It's not your turn to worry about it!"

Suddenly Yu Lei looked like an old man whose strength had been drained, prostrate on the ground, motionless.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the meaning of this sentence. Although you are asked to take over the position of Meng Po, it is by no means a subordinate of the empress like Meng Po.

I believe that the empress is too lazy to pay attention to him, a guy who has already entered the cold palace. If he wants to make a comeback, it may be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

After the bad old man punished the three of them, he ignored the rest of the people. He waved his sleeves and stirred up the wind and clouds in all directions. His figure turned into a red light and rushed straight into the depths of the nether world.

Wherever the red light passed, those monsters that emerged from the ground, like a mouse seeing a cat, suddenly burrowed back into the depths of the earth.

As for the few who reacted slower, they were crushed to pieces by a terrifying force in an instant without waiting for them to react.

This terrifying manic power crushed all the way, and countless ghosts and resentful souls were wiped out in an instant.

This scene excited all the Yin soldiers in the dead city, and Yan Luo in the Ten Palaces was even more ecstatic, shouting the name of Fengdu Great Emperor.

Emperor Fengdu did not die, but reshaped his physical body, which made them extremely excited.

But the bad old man didn't respond to them, but rushed to the gate of hell, forcefully set up a barrier at the gate of hell, and completely sealed the five damaged gates.

Bai Pangpang and others in the sea of ​​blood also got up and left one after another.

Datou said goodbye to Zhu Wang and other friends, and invited everyone to come to his new house for a party after the renovation of his new house next month.

A kind of divine favor agreed one after another, and before leaving, Datou didn't forget to take out many mobile phones as gifts for everyone to contact.

After a group of people walked out of the sea of ​​blood, the big head suddenly stopped and raised his head to look into the sky.

In the confused eyes of everyone, I saw Pang Pang raised his hands and bowed deeply to the air: "Greetings to Emperor Tianqi Rensheng, great blessing!"

"Emperor??"

Liao Qiu and Tu Tu raised their heads in confusion, only to see that there was nothing in the air.

But just when they were puzzled, they saw a black shadow falling from mid-air. The big head had quick eyes and hands, and stretched out his tentacles to catch Ding Xiaoyi who fell down.

"Hey, I can't afford to lose if I don't bring someone who kicks people like that!!"

Ding Xiaoyi rubbed his buttocks, the huge shoe prints on his buttocks were obviously kicked off by the emperor.

It's a pity that there was no figure of the emperor in mid-air, only a piece of yellow paper fell down, Pang Pang reached out to take it for a look, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and looked at Ding Xiaoyi with joy: "Boy, you are rich!!"

Chapter 795: Causal Diagram

"Get rich?? Such a hard job, you tell me to get rich??"

Ding Xiaoyi rolled his eyes, took the yellow paper and handed it to Brother Liao and Tutu with a depressed face.

The two took it over to have a look, they couldn't help but look at each other, Tutu smiled lightly and said: "Isn't this a fortune?"

I saw a letter written on the yellow paper.

Added an honorary position to Ding Xiaoyi and promoted him to be a general in the coffin

Hearing this terrible name, he once suspected that the emperor was deliberately disgusting himself.