Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1157 Eligibility
"Do you want this ginseng?" Sun Yi looked at them, smiled, and pointed.

"No, no more." Those people shook their heads like a rattle drum, and their smiles were no less than that of a devil. Such a powerful leader of flood dragons can't do a single trick in this person's hands, so let them forget it.

"Then why don't you get out!" Haokong yelled, with the face of a villain.

Hearing this, those warriors would not dare to stay longer, they disappeared here immediately.

"If you are wise, dare to talk too much, and slap you to death." Haokong said proudly to himself, in the past, others bullied him, but today he finally bullied others.

Sun Yi shook his head slightly, and picked the 10-year-old ginseng with his hands.

At this time, the one-day opening of the Mingshen Garden has also ended, and all warriors have left the Mingshen Garden.

As soon as Sun Yi left here, Sun Yi forcefully sealed the leader of Jiaolong, and the massacre of the city lord's mansion's troops spread all over the Demon Spirit City, and all warriors discussed it.

However, the ruler of the Demon City, the Demon King, behaved very quietly, as if nothing had happened.

The majestic city lord's mansion was surrounded by yin, and countless warriors from the hell realm walked around, with terrifying breaths penetrating the sky.

Suddenly a huge phantom of the undead landed in the city lord, it was the sealed dragon leader, and a white-clothed figure came with it.

And with Sun Yi's arrival, the entire city lord's mansion fell into panic for a moment, and the leader of the flood dragon was howling, causing countless warriors to come here in a hurry to confront Sun Yi.

But none of them dared to make a move. Many people recognized that this person was the one who sealed Jiaolong that day. If the city lord didn't come out, who would dare to oppose him.

"Save me, save me, Lord Demon Spirit, kill this man of the underworld, how dare he kill our city lord's army!" Commander Jiaolong shouted.

However, what responded to him was a huge pitch-black palm print, which slammed towards him fiercely. The terrifying power made Commander Jiaolong twist together in pain, as alive as a snake.

"You bastard, you can't see Taishan with your eyes, and you are still yelling here when you come to visit the distinguished guests." A dignified voice came from the depths of the mansion. It was an old man who was no different from ordinary people, except that he had grown Two tall antlers.

He smiled and walked to Sun Yi's side, and said softly: "I don't know that the honored guest is coming, I am not far away to welcome you."

This person is the Lord of the Demon City, the undead of the Great Emperor Realm, who was in the Dao Emperor Realm before he was alive.

"I'm being rude, I sent this little bug here." Sun Yi rubbed his nose, thinking that the Demon City Lord would be furious, and he was already ready for a big fight.

But the owner of the Demon City is old and smart, and he faces it with a smile. This is the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting a smiling face. If he can have a good chat, he will naturally not do it.

"This old man knows that this little dragon is used to being arrogant, so this old man will definitely discipline him more."

The demon city lord signaled, immediately a group of warriors took the leader of Jiaolong away.

"It's okay, I have something to ask the Demon City Lord this time." Sun Yi waved his hand.

"This is not a place to talk, please come here with me." The demon city lord Sun Yi was in front, and he followed closely behind.

Pass through the corridors and come to a spacious hall.

The Lord of the Demon City asked some servant girls to bring some cups of tea from hell.

"This tea?" Sun Yi stared blankly. The water is black and exudes a strong dead air, while the tea leaves are pure dark energy condensed. This cup of water is no less than a cup of the most poisonous poison for Nine Heavens warriors. A lot of longevity will be deprived.

Seeing Sun Yi's expression, the Lord of the Demon City touched the call on his head, and said with a wry smile: "I forgot, my friend is not a warrior from hell, but from another plane. I am not used to drinking, but there is no other good hospitality in this hell world."

"How does the Demon City Lord know that I am not a warrior from hell?" Sun Yi asked suspiciously, but he still drank the cup of dark tea.

The taste is different from Jiutian tea, it is the taste of death and decay, but the power of his blood is invulnerable to poison, and under his strong physique, he forcibly transforms this dead energy into strength.

"From my friend's attack, no matter which law the warriors in the hell world comprehend, it will have the power of death. For example, flames will be ghost fire." The demon city master said.

"It's true that I'm not a warrior from hell, but from a world called Nine Heavens." Sun Yi didn't hide anything and said with a smile.

"Haha, in fact, the old man is not a warrior from hell, but came from another world thousands of years ago." The demon city lord laughed.

The power of the heavenly way of the underworld is the top way of heaven, which is comparable to the cause and effect of fate. Its power acts on the entire chaotic space.

Speaking of which, the true spirit is the essence of the martial soul, and it is the place where the warrior's consciousness is preserved. When he comes to the hell world, he will receive special power and become an undead.

"I don't want to talk nonsense. This time I came here to ask the Lord of the Demon City for a qualification to leave the first floor. I am willing to exchange five ten thousand-year ginseng." Pass it to the Demon City Lord.

In the realm of hell, it is not so easy to go to the next level of hell. You need to be recommended by every city approved by the Temple of the Underworld, otherwise you can only stay in the first level of hell forever.

The Lord of the Demon City did not accept it, but showed embarrassment, and said: "My friend is late, as early as a few months ago, a group of warriors who also came from other planes took all the places in my Demon City for the past ten years. gone."

The Devil City is a great imperial city, and every ten years there are five qualifications to go to the lower hell.

Although hell is huge, the base number of warriors is also extremely terrifying.

Although the lower hell is more prosperous, the resources are limited. In order to prevent the population of the lower hell from skyrocketing, the Underworld Temple, as the controller, has formulated a cruel rule that only a few people in each city can enter the lower hell the rule of.

The reason is very simple. It is impossible for a hundred holy emperors to create a great emperor with the same resources, but if they are given to a powerful genius, they will definitely create a great emperor.

Hell is more cruel than Nine Heavens, here is to take the elite route, the weak can only be gradually eliminated by hell, only the strong can step to the top step by step.

"Warriors from other planes." Sun Yi murmured, he naturally understood that they were warriors who entered from the prehistoric battlefield, and then asked: "Then is there any way to enter the lower hell."

The hell resources on the first floor are too poor, and there are too few strong people, so it is not suitable for him to practice martial arts. Now that the Nine Heavens Tribulation has come, he must grow himself in the hell world as soon as possible, hoping to have some self-confidence when he leaves the hell world. ability to protect.

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