The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

All thoughts are in one thought, and the expression of Netherworld God changes in an instant.

The power of space teleportation that captured him has stopped.

The figure that looked majestic and majestic in his eyes paused.

Even if he is not a god king, he is still a half-step god king, which is definitely not comparable to him, the lowest level god.

The Nether God's expression changed, and he spoke in a deep voice: "Who is your Excellency?"

"You and I don't seem to have any grudges, right?"

"You may not know something, but I am a subordinate of the evil god king. I am in charge of the underworld and am revered as the god of death."

No one was present here at all. Even if the other party deposed him and denied it afterwards, he would not be able to produce evidence at all.

Now that things have come to a point, all he can do is pretend that nothing happened, and then use the boss behind him to show his prestige and make the other party afraid.

And there is a big gap between him and another god king.

boom!

A hand as white as jade suddenly stretched out, its power penetrated the void, suddenly climbed up to his neck, clamped his lifeline, and lifted him up from the ground.

The Netherworld God's face became casual and he said calmly: "What did you want to do by pulling me here?"

Jiang Shuo's gaze changed from indifferent to freezing.

He was really too worried. How could Taixu God come back?

Not a god king, nor a half-step god king.

The figure that he knew did not dare to do anything to him took control of his life and death in an instant.

And he belongs to the evil god-king camp, so he doesn't believe that this kid from the Jiang family dares to offend another god-king.

He breathed a huge sigh of relief.

However, he found that Shinto seemed to be suppressed by something. Not to mention shaking, he could not even tremble.

"God of the Beginning? Why did you catch me?!"

He turned around.

But the Netherworld God stared in shock, "You..."

However, as soon as he said these words, Jiang Shuo's careless sideways glance suddenly became sharper.

"Are you talking to me?"

The coldness in the young man's eyes made his mood hit rock bottom.

The Netherworld God was horrified before he finished speaking. His eyes suddenly popped out and the blood on his face turned black and purple.

The image in front of Netherworld God was more concrete. The man's movements were filled with the brilliance of a king. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were as deep as abyss. He looked very easy-going, but he gave people the power of not daring to offend.

"Jiang Shuo, let me tell you, send me away quickly..."

The Nether God finally began to be afraid.

The Nether God struggled violently in mid-air, trying to trigger a divine attack.

"What kind of god did you say you were called?"

"grim Reaper?"

The sound came again, reaching his ears.

He felt that his words were filled with contempt.

The God of Netherworld jumped on his feet, his face turned red from the power he had nowhere to vent.

The next moment, he suddenly felt his wrist loosen and he was able to land on his feet again.

But then, a palm struck.

bang——

The force of the palm penetrated his body, and with a pop the divine armor on his back exploded.

The Nether God seemed to be hit by a huge mountain, his eyes bulged out, his body couldn't help but arched into a shrimp shape, and he shot backwards.

I don’t know how many times I flew through the sky, but the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

When he had the real feeling again, he was shaken by a more powerful force than before. He was picked up from the sky and dragged into a tall palace gate.

Jiang Shuo was in front, and the Nether God, who had no power to resist, was behind. The latter was invisibly bound by the chains of the power of true meaning, and they entered the Taixu God Palace in the East Region together.

It takes almost no effort for Jiang Shuo, who is now at least as good as a half-step god king at the beginning and middle stage, to figure out a thirteenth and fourth stage.

Not taking action in the trial space where Dong'er was being bullied was just to avoid leaving anyone's mouth open.

Jiang Shuo stepped into the God's Palace with one step, holding the Netherworld God behind him with one hand. The latter had almost been knocked unconscious by a palm, and now his limbs were limp and his divine power was sapped.

It completely lost the majesty it had in front of Wang Donger and other lower-level gods who were undergoing trials.

The two powerful gods in the God King's Palace had sensed the young man as early as he entered Qianli, so they had already arrived at the main hall.

But when Jiang Shuo pressed the first-level god they knew with one hand and came to them, Space God Jiang Xuan and Thunder God Jiang Po couldn't help but be shocked.

The two stood up, walked to the young man's side, glanced at the Nether God, and then at this bold junior.

Somewhat speechless.

"What's wrong, has the Netherworld God offended you?" Jiang Po, who had been practicing hard in seclusion for many years and had reached the half-step of the God King realm, asked helplessly.

He wasn't angry.

However, capturing a first-level main god alive in this way still somewhat provokes the majesty of the god king behind him.

But although this descendant has always been bold, he does things in a very orderly manner and will not stir up trouble for no reason, so Jiang Po just asked without blaming him.

Space God Jiang Xuan was half a step away from entering the ninth stage of the fourteenth stage, but his attention was attracted by something else.

He looked at the young man in front of him for a while and asked in surprise: "Have you entered the fourteenth level?"

Jiang Xuan keenly noticed Jiang Shuo's faint kingly glow.

And it was not like the Netherworld God mistakenly recognized it, but he could tell at a glance that it was the King Xiang Huimang of the half-step God King level.

This sentence also immediately diverted Jiang Po's attention, and he looked over in even more surprise.

So fast?

How could he, the ancestor of the gods, be so embarrassed...

Jiang Shuo shook his head, "There is still a chance, but the combat power has indeed reached the fourteenth level."

He did not show off his cultivation speed, but turned his attention to the unconscious Netherworld God.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"I need to confirm something with the two ancestors first."

The space god with keen perception noticed the slight change in emotion and nodded, "Say."

Jiang Shuo took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "The God of Netherworld has a nickname, the God of Death?"

Jiang Xuan nodded lightly, "That's what he is called. He controls the underworld plane for the gods. It is the junction of the cycle of life and death, so he is also revered as the God of Death and the God of the Underworld."

After finishing his words, he paused, and then Jiang Xuan added: "It's just a name. His Shinto is not qualified to be called the Shinto of Death."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have just passed the early stage of the thirteenth level."

Jiang Shuo's eyes narrowed and he asked again, "Then his direct boss is the Evil God King?"

"Yes, he is a figure from the evil sect, but the Evil God King is not very powerful in the God Realm, which makes their sect panic. We are always a little jealous of him." Jiang Po, the God of Thunder, said.

Jiang Shuo's eyes slowly cleared up, and the fog in his heart completely dissipated at this moment.

It's clear, everything is clear.

The god behind the Molin Sect is the God of Destruction.

One of the driving forces behind the Holy Spirit Religion is the Netherworld God, and the other is most likely the Evil God King.

The leader of the Holy Spirit's Death Demon Puppet Martial Spirit either comes from this Netherworld God, or... from Ji Dong!

The artifact, the Death Scythe, that Ye Xishui originally held but then disappeared, was most likely taken back by the gods to prevent him, who had already broken through to the god level, from seeing the clues.

The layers of fog broke through, and the operator hidden at the end finally appeared in front of him.

Jiang Shuo felt an uncontrollable anger in his heart.

It came from the fact that at the beginning, he was hurt by both the Douluo Plane and the Abyss Saint Lord. The strange second-level god in the God Realm wanted to kill him and then quickly killed him.

He had been tracing it, but he finally understood it only now.

It turns out that more than one person in the God Realm wants him to die quickly.