Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

"Report - report to the ghost king, a group of ghosts have gathered and roared, causing trouble in Beimang Mountain."

"Retribution - the ghosts have lost their minds and are about to arrive at the Lord's palace."

"Report..."

"Okay, don't retaliate, I'm not blind, I can see everything."

The Beimang Ghost King waved his hand and silenced the screams of his ghost soldiers.

He couldn't wait any longer, suppressed the commotion in his soul, and flew towards Jiuyou Palace.

"Beimang, come in to discuss."

They all rushed here under the orders of the Lord of Nine Netherworlds.

Luo Zu waved his hand: "There is no need to deal with it. The power of Jiuyou Heaven and Earth is already in your hands. What they had in their hands was only granted by Jiuyou Heaven and Earth in the early years when the way of heaven was unknown. Now you are the head of Jiuyou Heaven and Earth, and you have to be the master of the family. These Whether the authority is withheld or released is entirely up to you, don’t worry.”

"Is it the Lord?" He looked up at the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds with a serious face, and then quickly looked away.

The influence of the Immortal Realm on Jiuyou is really not shallow. Now it has begun to affect the division of Jiuyou's territory and the appointment of officials. I heard that it intends to take back part of the power of the ghost kings in various places and then use them to appoint various underworld officials under the Lord of Jiuyou. This has caused many The senior ghost king was dissatisfied.

After closing his eyes for a moment, he slowly opened them again, as if he had received some news: "The Immortal has made a decision on this matter. You will all return to your subordinates. We will not be called together unless there is anything going on."

What Ning meant was whether this was caused by the fairy world.

And when he arrived at the Jiuyou Palace, he saw dense black water outside the palace.

The Beimang Ghost King has very little experience here, so he stands at the back.

……

The news also came from other ghost kings, because they seemed to want to join forces to force the Lord of the Nine Netherworld to refuse the order of the Immortal Elder of the Immortal Realm.

"People's hearts are different, and you don't have to blame them." Luo Zu said leisurely.

Such a ghost-immortal magic weapon is quite precious. After all, it can organize a layer of defense and protect the soul.

However, the Lord of Jiuyou has always looked down on these alien races other than the human race. In Jiuyou, the Lord of Jiuyou has no doubts. Therefore, those monsters and barbarian ghosts who fell into Jiuyou from the human world were rejected by Jiuyou Sect and became Jiuyou. The lowest level of Netherworld may be driven to the border of Netherworld to hunt down the demons who intend to sneak into Netherworld.

Bei Mang, who was standing at the back, felt that there was something wrong with Ning's eyes when he looked at the Ghost King, and his tone was also somewhat intriguing.

In front of the door, he straightened the Ghost King's robe made of Yin silkworms. This robe was made with the breath of thousands of ghosts day and night, and it took a full hundred years to make. After he got it, he continued to make it for another six hundred years. Now he has eighteen earthly evil techniques. If you practice for another three thousand years, you should be able to have thirty-six legal prohibitions.

This dragon is the guard of Jiuyou Palace. In the past, the human dragon died and fell into Jiuyou, and was captured by the Lord of Jiuyou. Then he refined it into the palace and turned into thirty-six dragons on the eighteen palace gates. It can be said that One soul has thirty-six points, which is extremely miserable.

Then, the voice of the Lord of Nine Nethers rang in his ears.

Its speed is extremely fast, and it can travel thousands of miles in one breath, directly arriving at the gate of Jiuyou Palace.

However, the Beimang Ghost King has recently received rumors that the Immortal Elder was injured in the last battle with the Demon Realm and is now recuperating in seclusion...

At this moment, in the palace, Luo Zu was walking in his Xuanshui robe, towards a spring deep in the palace.

But Ning's words are not unreasonable. Otherwise, in this sea of ​​worlds, there are only four heavens and earths discovered so far. They are not the human world, not the world of heaven and demons, then there is only the fairy world. There can't be any other heavens.

"Lord, I think there is heaven and earth beyond the four realms. Maybe they are causing trouble." Ning immediately changed his words.

There were already many people standing in the hall.

He nervously flew towards Jiuyou Palace, and he didn't dare to be slow this time.

But this is just one-sided words from both parties. Who knows what Xian Lao's situation is.

The Beimang Ghost King is now speculating whether the leader of this matter is Ning Ghost King. Legend has it that he is not far from the Celestial Realm...

Although the Beimang Ghost King is junior, he does not want to have his power cut off, but his arms cannot hold his thigh. After all, it is the Lord of Nine Nethers who does this, and the next order will be from the Immortal Realm.

He was actually a little panicked, not because he was afraid that these demented evil spirits would collide with the Lord, but because he was worried that he would be late and the Lord would be displeased.

"The Ghost King of Beimang has arrived."

With the immortal's edict here, I'm afraid no one in Jiuyou can stop him.

Yang was also startled when he heard this.

Ning responded expressionlessly: "Xianlaohe should report it, but we need to investigate clearly first, otherwise wouldn't it be concealing the report?"

The door opened, and the two dragons carved on the wall next to the palace door shouted.

He also understood that it was the Lord who took action to suppress these crazy evil spirits.

It's just that they don't have much energy at the moment, and they don't look crazy at all. They are just lying on the ground, kowtowing like garlic.

"Then we have to report to the Immortal Elder for his decision as soon as possible." Another ghost immortal stood up.

However, the thoughts surging in his heart were quickly overturned by the Lord of the Nine Nethers who was present.

The ghost kings each had their own thoughts, paid homage to the Lord of Nine Netherworlds, and then left the palace with an edict.

All ghosts.

"Lord, this calamity is strange, but no trace of the demon lord of the demon world has been found, and there are no human movements. It seems like it fell from the sky. Could it be..." Ning, the more experienced ghost king, arrived in the ghost king's capital. Later, he was the first to stand up and speak.

Luo Zu turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "Haha, actually you don't have to believe those rumors, but I intend to explore the outer world in the future to see if there are other worlds on the sea of ​​the world, but the immortals in the immortal world are unreliable, and they are not harboring evil intentions. But the mind is immature, and Wu Zang and others have their own ambitions, so I want you to go to the world and take charge of the fairy world. "

But it was directly rejected by the Lord of the Nine Nethers who was sitting at the table: "Absolutely impossible."

The Beimang Ghost King who had just arrived also left in confusion.

Yang nodded: "I understand, kid."

But Yang directly denied it, which is actually not surprising. After all, the current position of Yang was also conferred by the Immortal Master of the Immortal Realm. The Immortal Boss couldn't slap him in the face.

Behind him, he followed the Lord of Nine Netherworlds.

"God of War, how do you think I should deal with them?" Yang asked.

To be precise, they are not humans, but a group of ghost kings.

But this was not the time to pay attention to this. After he entered the palace, he walked through the long corridor and finally arrived at a large hall.

What's happening here?

The Ghost King of Beimang is not a little kid. He has lived in such a gloomy ghost world for nearly a thousand years. He has never seen any conspiracy and conspiracy, so he is already guessing the cause of this incident.

"Does this mean that the immortal has nothing to do?"

He quickly shook his head: "My qualifications are still relatively low, and my moral character is not high. How to lead the fairy world and how to fight against the demon world is a matter of course."

"Then just hurry up and practice. I don't want you to ascend the throne today. If I practice for another three thousand years, the immortal world will reject me. At that time, I will ask the immortal world to make you the emperor of heaven."