Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1433 The First Four Thirty-ninth Underworld Emperor's Resurrection Plan
"The Messenger of the Holy Mountain!" Ye Jialuo's middle face showed a look of surprise, a pair of pupils exuding five-color luster stared at Fang Qi, and lost his voice.

"Yejialuo." Fang Qi leisurely stepped out of the crowd, walked up to the people of the Alishan tribe, and said calmly, "Long time no see, I heard that your Yasha tribe has become very popular recently."

"You're not dead?" His eyelids fluttered, and he was surprised that Fang Qi was still alive. You must know that the ghost car has been advertising that Fang Qi is dead. He didn't expect that the other party didn't die at all, but appeared in front of him perfectly.

"I've been cultivating in closed doors in the Eternal Night Forbidden Zone, what? Is it the ghost car spreading rumors that I'm dead?" Fang Qi looked at Ye Jialuo with a half-smile and asked.

"Did you even forget to salute when you saw this envoy?" Fang Qi came out out of the crowd, and said with a light smile. He glanced at Ye Jialuo's bewildered expression, and suddenly his spirit fluctuated.

hum!
Ye Jialuo only felt that his eyes were suddenly pitch black, and he suddenly realized that only Fang Qi was left in front of him, and Fang Qi was exuding a vast and vast aura at the moment, and this aura was still rising. The most frightening thing is that Fang Qi's energy is in chaos and constantly changing.

Fang Qi slowly raised his palm and patted it slowly.

This palm did not have any vitality fluctuations, but when this palm fell, he felt that the entire cold sky seemed to be crushed.

All things transform into one, the heaven and the earth return to the original, it is one yuan!
As Fang Qi's palm slowly pushed, all the breath was absorbed by his palm, Fang Qi's five finger joints fell clearly into the three pairs of Ye Jialuo's eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly Although Fang Qi's palm is thin, the aura contained in it is absolutely terrifying. He only feels that his eyes are dim, and the whole world seems to be covered by the opponent's palm, and he feels an extremely heavy suffocation.

The sky and the earth seemed to be exploring. Before his eyes, the sky was twisting into whirlpools, and the earth was disintegrating. He was startled and wanted to retreat, but when he changed his direction, he found that the same scene appeared in all directions. No matter where you go, you can't escape this world, it seems that this world has turned into a cage.

"What a terrible palm!"

He raised his head to look at Fang Qi in horror. He had no doubt that if Fang Qi slapped him, he would die.

"No!"

His mind was spinning wildly, and suddenly there was a colorful long sword in his hand. The long sword burst into bright sword energy, and the vast sword energy burst out suddenly. He tried his best to resist Fang Qi's palm, but Fang Qi's palm was too mysterious. , his sword light was flattened, and his breath crackled and exploded.

The people of the blue-eyed tribe next to them saw the thin figure coming out, and the big man of the Yasha tribe next to him couldn't help closing his eyes. Although he didn't know who it was, the aura on the other side was extremely domineering. The blue-eyed tribe and others secretly complained. They could see that the Alishan tribe had such a tough master at some point. No wonder the patron saint died.

Just as the people of the Blue Eye Tribe and the Alishan Tribe were staring blankly, Ye Jialuo suddenly screamed, and the skin on his body split open inch by inch, like cracked land, spurting out blood.

The expressions of all the people in the Blue-Eyes Tribe changed. When they looked at Ye Jialuo, they also panicked. They didn't expect that the thin young man in front of them would make Ye Jialuo bleed all over. They immediately protected Ye Jialuo in the center. Keep Fang Qi away.

Fang Qi looked at the people of the Blue-Eyes Tribe with a half-smile, but did not move. After a few breaths, a groan sounded, and the people of the Blue-Eyes Tribe were relieved. They wiped off their cold sweat secretly. To die here is Mita of the Yaksha tribe. If he died in their tribe, it would really be a disaster.

"What a powerful supernatural power, what a tyrannical mental power..."

A murmuring sound came from beside him, and the patriarch of the Blue-Eyes Tribe turned his head to look, only to see Ye Jialuo, who was covered in blood, slowly got up, and had put on his clothes again. , the appearance is even more frightening, and now they have all disappeared without a trace.

"Ye Jialuo of the Yaksha family, see the envoy of the Holy Mountain!" Ye Jialuo took a deep breath, and he knew that Fang Qi was aware of his doubts, and thus gave himself off.

He knelt down slowly, as heavy as a sacred mountain, and the people of the blue-eyed tribe next to him were stunned. Seeing this scene, they all trembled and knelt down on the ground.

The Alishan tribe behind Fang Qi, when they heard that Fang Qi was the messenger of the Holy Mountain, couldn't help being shocked, they knelt down and bowed down. For a while, Fang Qi was the only one standing on the grassland.

"Ye Jialuo, it just so happens that I have something to ask you for, so you're here just in time." He smiled and said, "Get up."

"Thank you, the envoy of the Holy Mountain!" Ye Jialuo breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Qi is the envoy blessed by the Holy Mountain himself, and he can even borrow the divine power of the Holy Mountain from the void. He thinks he is not Fang Qi's opponent, or even Fang Qi. The unpredictable supernatural power just now made him hard to guard against.

"I also have some things I want to find His Highness." Ye Jialuo turned his three heads and laughed silently.

……

In the void, an incomparably huge warship rushed forward, tearing the surrounding air apart.

"Unexpectedly, so many things happened when I was retreating." Fang Qi said with emotion.

"That's right, I just don't understand, why did the ghost car spread the news of your death to the world?" Ye Jialuo asked curiously.

"Because I know his secret." Fang Qi smiled and said leisurely, "I heard that this ghost car seems to be looking for the reincarnated soul boy in the Emperor of the Underworld? Once the reincarnated soul boy is found, it will be the time for the Emperor of the Underworld to be resurrected gone?"

Ye Jialuo said respectfully: "That's right, this matter has already been raging, and the monks in the entire underworld have already known about it. Ghost Che announced this matter to everyone in a very high-profile way."

"I see." Fang Qi nodded, but he sneered in his heart. This ghost car is himself the Emperor of the Underworld, and the so-called search for the reincarnated soul boy in his mouth is completely nonsense. "I don't know what the twelve royal families think about the resurrection of the Underworld Emperor?"

Ye Jialuo's face was a little unsightly, and he finally considered: "The twelve royal families all feel that this matter still needs to be discussed carefully, and the final conclusion has not yet been determined."

Fang Qi glanced at the other party with unsatisfactory intentions, and was amused in his heart.

The Twelve Royal Families absolutely do not allow the Underworld Emperor to be resurrected, and they will become Underworld Emperor's subordinates when the time comes. These royal families are usually high above them, and it is impossible for them to be willing to submit to others, so they will definitely send people to intercept and kill them at that time. That reincarnated soul boy!

In this way, the other party will completely focus on the reincarnated soul boy, but will ignore the descendant of the Underworld Emperor.

(End of this chapter)