Cultivating immortals and destroying the world is their duty

Chapter 90
Every floor of Purgatory has a layer of pain, until the No.18 Infernal Hell, all of which are the places where the treacherous and evil people should go after death. , and then escorted to the lower underworld to serve his sentence.

At this time, Nanshan brought Dongli and Qingyue to stand at the intersection of the upper and lower underworlds, but he was pleasantly surprised to find that Zhaotai and Jasmine were walking side by side from not far away.

"Senior Jasmine, are you going to Uncle Death's Paradise together? Is it... a date with a beautiful woman?" Nanshan took Jasmine's hand, looked between her and Zhaotai several times, and asked Zhaotai with a smirk.

Jasmine was a little shy, blushing and not speaking, while Zhaotai timidly glanced at Dongli, coughed twice and said: "Ahem, I've been waiting for a long time, Master asked me to come and meet you all." .”

After finishing speaking, he swiped in the air in front of them, and immediately, a door of space appeared in front of them. Stepping through this door can lead directly to the bottom layer of purgatory, so as not to go down layer by layer, which is really laborious.

In fact, this kind of special ability can only be achieved by the master of each realm. For example, Meng Ni, the demon saint of the demon world, can freely use the power of space to shuttle in the demon world, but if he is no longer a demon saint , this ability will instantly disappear from him.

No one can tell what's going on, but this rule seems to have exceptions. At least two guys in the underworld have the power of space at the same time, but Dongli doesn't take it seriously. Only the master of a world can use the power of space. It's all passed down by the juniors, and it's been passed down miraculously. Even though he is the Lord of the Demon Realm, isn't he able to come and go freely in the God Realm with the seat of the Demon Lord...

After all, the gods of the first generation are sometimes extraordinary existences.

"Haha, you guys came so early..."

As soon as the few people stepped into the bottom of Purgatory, the God of Death greeted them, pointing at a sumptuous feast not far away with one hand, while pouring wine into their mouths with a wine bag.

"I have more than good food and wine here, Miss Nanshan, look at the one behind me..." Tanato waved his hand to disperse the smoke behind him, and a large and magnificent paradise immediately appeared in front of everyone. Everyone introduced: "This is the good place I mentioned earlier, it's good to eat, drink and have fun!"

Everyone looked inside. Although there are not many facilities in this paradise, what the god of death said is true, and each one is indeed more exciting.

For example, swinging on a swing, but this swing is made of an extremely slender wooden frame of thin ropes, hanging above mountains of knives and seas of fire, every time it shakes, the person sitting on it can feel the painful groan of the rope being overwhelmed;

Another example is the cliff balance beam. A wooden beam is held between two cliffs. There are a bunch of unknown monsters raised in the hot magma below, each with a bloody mouth. No one dares to imagine the consequences of falling. ...

"Everyone, please feel free to use it. No one else visits this place except Xiaotai on weekdays. Oh, it's rare that so many people come all at once. It's lively, lively!"

Tanato clapped his hands twice with a smile, turned around and wanted to go back to the wooden house in his corner, planning to go back to catch up on sleep.

Qingyue grabbed him and said, "You should know that I'm not here to play, huh?"

"I haven't forgotten! Come with me." Of course, Tanato knew what Qingyue was referring to, tilted his head, and let Qingyue follow him reluctantly.

At the beginning, the two girls were relatively restrained, but after playing for less than half an hour, they all let go of their hearts, especially Jasmine, who probably has been holding back in the patrol department for a long time, and she is so heroic when she yells , The items to play are also more exciting than one.

At this time, Zhaotai, who was helping Jasmine push the swing, slowly gave Dongli several winks, and asked Dongli, who was also pushing Nanshan, in a low voice, "That... um, the devil?"

"What's the matter?" Dongli looked at him with a calm smile.

"I have one thing to confirm with you here, um, you and my master, the god of death... are you really the same generation?"

Zhaotai asked the question cautiously, but paid special attention to it, and replaced his father with his master, thinking that this would make it less embarrassing. In fact, no matter whether it is his father or his master, he has always had no interest in those things in the creation period. It has always been a stocking attitude, and will not specifically tell him to learn more about the grievances and grievances that have been going on for 10,000+ years.

Even for so many years, he has never even set foot in the God Realm once. He treats God Mother, that is, his mother, and God Venerable, that is, his own younger brother. Growing up, he often had an illusion that he should be the son of the god of death, and he should live with the god of death in this nether world that never sees the sun.

Dongli knew what he wanted to confirm, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he nodded and said, "Tanato? Well, it's the same."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhaotai still had to accept this reality after all, he almost pushed Jasmine into the abyss with a trembling of his hands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

What is this all about? The so-called father, whom I have never met before, is actually in the same generation as this guy?It was a waste of his previous mouthful of "Brother Dongli" and "Brother Qingyue"... The feelings are all from the uncle generation?This made him really hard to accept for a while!
"You seem to be surprised?" Dongli asked suspiciously, patted the swing in Nanshan, released a divine power, and took the swing to fly by himself. He found a big rock on the ground and sat down.

"Uh, no, no. No, why didn't you tell me before? You brought your two subordinates directly to my Pluto Hall, and then said that you are a demon king, that you and my old lady are performing a big task, no It's over..."

Zhaotai covered his face with one hand in grief, and said weakly: "As a result, if you don't say anything, you just pretend to be an expert. Now the underworld is in chaos, and all the masterminds behind the chaos are killed." I ran away without a trace..."

Zhaotai was crying, but Dongli was not affected by him even one ten-thousandth of it. He just looked up and continued to watch Nanshan flying on the swing, laughing.

After about a quarter of an hour, Nanshan finally felt a little tired, and it seemed that a grain of sand had gotten into his eyes, so he shouted loudly: "Brother, I'm about to come down, sand got into my eyes..."

As a result, after Dongli lowered Nanshan and Jasmine followed him off the swing, there was a loud noise from the abyss behind them.

"Oh!"

A huge fire jar was thrown from the abyss, and it rushed towards Nanshan and Jasmine with scorching flames.

Immediately afterwards, several ghost figures who were twice as tall as ordinary people jumped up, and stretched out their strangely long arms unsteadily towards them.

However, before they took two steps forward, a flying sword suddenly crossed in front of their eyes, and after only a flash, the arm of the leading gray ghost was cut in two, and the light scattered around the flying sword , as if countless sharp sword lights were shot out at the same time, the evil spirits behind the gray ghost were not spared, and they were all cut to pieces.

"Ow!"

Unexpectedly, these fiery ghosts were just the beginning, not only from the abyss, but also rushed out of more than a dozen evil spirits from all directions, presenting an enveloping attack, as if they were not afraid of being annihilated by flying ash, they all grinned fiercely rushed forward.

It's a pity that these evil spirits don't seem to have high intelligence, they only know how to charge forward with brute force, Dong Li stretched out his five fingers, and the flying sword immediately returned to his palm, some of the evil spirits just made a hideous expression As soon as he looked at him, he felt his burning body cool down, and when he wanted to look down again, he found that he couldn't even find his head.

"Zhaotai! Why are there evil spirits here?" Jasmine asked with a livid face, keeping Nanshan behind her.

Nanshan, however, seemed very calm, his eyes were sharp as he watched Dongli deal with those overwhelmed evil spirits in twos and twos.

"I, how do I know, but... this is the bottom of hell, it's normal to have a few evil spirits!" Zhaotai kicked a small evil spirit away. This little guy crawled out of the ground just now. He was hugging his thigh tightly, and opened his incomplete mouth, ready to bite down.

"Notify Lord Death God quickly! Not only evil spirits, but also resentful spirits!"

With a wave of Jasmine's arm, the joint whip swept over several wraith crows that swooped down from the sky.

As expected, all this was just the beginning, and soon there were more and more evil ghosts and resentful spirits around the four of them, surging like a tide. There was a fine layer of sweat beads.

However, there seemed to be countless space gaps opened in all directions, and various forms of resentful spirits and various dead ghosts emerged one after another.

"Master! Where are you!"

Zhaotai shouted at the top of his voice: "What's the matter? It's not that you feel lonely, you old man. Let's raise these guys to come and see the nursing home!"

However, no matter what he called, there was no movement in the hut that Shinigami and Qingyue had just entered, and Dong Li frowned, already thinking in the worst direction in his heart.

At this moment, Zhaotai also became depressed. Seeing Jasmine's face becoming more and more ugly and staring at her from time to time, his whole body was shaken with divine power, as if his whole body was wrapped in golden light, and he vowed: "Jasmine, Don't worry, this is just a little accident, the master probably drank too much wine and made a small mess by accident, don't worry, I am the King of Pluto, this is just to me..."

Before Zhaotai finished speaking, the landslides felt under their feet, as if something huge was hitting the place where they were standing.

(End of this chapter)