Hell Emperor

Chapter 260 Shura Jie-Youdie

The explosion of the golden-armored giant caused a strong shock, and the aftermath of the third-level immortal energy spread across mountains, rivers, and lakes, spreading thousands of miles away before faintly calming down.

At this moment, countless accomplished practitioners raised their heads, keenly capturing the information in the aftermath.

The demons lurking in the forest noticed something was wrong and looked around, wondering who the demon king was who could do such a feat of killing an immortal.

In the majestic capital city, an old man in luxurious robes raised his head and looked in the direction of the aftermath. There was deep wisdom in his brows and a magnanimity that ordinary people could not match. In front of him, there were tens of thousands of people. Ji's crowd knelt down and knelt down to him.

Even Shen Qingge and others were aware of the huge and heart-stopping aftermath, and their speculations continued for a while.

Li Feimo shrank her neck. Youdie was not on her shoulders. She always felt a little uneasy: "Did you hear it? What was that noise? It seemed like something exploded. Could it be... that the Chi Demon King was about to attack? "

Shen Qingge shook his head, and there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes: "No... the breath just now was clearly the aftermath of the immortal energy being scattered. If I guessed correctly, an immortal should have died..."

Everyone was surprised and didn't understand what happened.

Li Feimo was very curious and suggested: "The core of the aftermath is only a few dozen miles away from us at most. We might as well go there and explore to see what happened."

Hua Xiaomei took a deep breath and couldn't help but say: "No matter who caused the immortal to fall, we cannot afford to offend that person. If something bad happens, it will be bad... In my opinion, we still Stay here and wait for sister Xia Wei to come back before making a decision."

Xie Xinyu took out a formation disk and fiddled with it, her expression changed slightly: "According to my calculations, the core area of ​​​​the aftermath is the Huanglong Army's camp. Judging from sister Xia Wei's previous actions, it is likely that something happened to her. "We'd better get there quickly."

Regarding Xia Wei, everyone felt a little uneasy. They were afraid that something might happen to her when she was alone, so they immediately decided to go to the core area to find out.

Ren Changhong originally wanted to follow, but at this time, the broken page in her arms suddenly trembled.

Ren Changhong took out the broken page and explored it. He couldn't help but frown, and said to Shen Qingge apologetically: "Something happened in the Underworld Palace, and I need to go back to deal with it. I may not be able to go and investigate with you. "

Shen Qingge nodded and said sincerely: "Master, please go and deal with important matters first. If one day you don't want to stay in Moluo Hall anymore, you can come back to me at any time..."

Ren Changhong smiled freely, his smile was hidden under the Shura mask, and there was a bit of nostalgia in his eyes: "Mo Luo Temple is not a place where you can just leave when you want. If you have a chance... forget it, just take it as a place. I never said it was okay.”

As she said that, she stretched out her hand again and patted Li Feimo's head: "Little Feimo, after I complete the competition in the Netherworld Palace, I will return Youdie to you. As your master, I will also return you in the future." Will come to see you often."

After saying goodbye to everyone, Ren Changhong did not hesitate. She raised her left hand, holding Youdie, and took out the Shukui Stone in her right hand. She moved away and passed through several teleportation formations before returning to the Northern Mingling. In the palace.

"You're back?"

As soon as he arrived at the Mingling Hall, Ren Changhong heard a familiar voice. He followed the sound and saw Ye Jie who was resting. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here. He just felt that he was not angry at all. He asked. Said: "When did you come back?"

Ye Jie shrugged and said casually: "The moment you were swallowed up by the dragon demon's poisonous mist, I thought you were dead, so I came back first."

Ren Changhong's nose was almost twisted by him: "So you just left me and ran away by yourself?"

Ye Jie still had that casual tone: "Otherwise? Do you expect me to deal with the dragon demon that you can't even defeat?"

Ren Changhong curled his lips, and the disgust in his eyes was not concealed: "I knew that you must be unreliable, but fortunately I didn't count on you! Thanks to my joint efforts with them, we were able to repel the dragon demon."

Ye Jie pretended to be surprised: "Really? I remember at the beginning, weren't you planning to take revenge on your disciple? Why did you help her in the end?"

"Telling you that you don't understand is just a waste of effort." Ren Changhong snorted coldly and had no intention of talking to Ye Jie. After this incident, she was completely disappointed with Ye Jie, "You have nothing to do with me here. Get out of here."

Ye Jie didn't care, he just confirmed: "Aren't you going to participate in the competition in the Underworld Palace with me?"

Ren Changhong raised his left hand and showed off the ghost butterfly on his fingertips to Ye Jie: "Did you see it? This is my disciple's companion spirit butterfly. With her, why do I need you? Don't look at this ghost butterfly. Die is humble, but she is much more reliable than you. At least she will not leave her companions and escape alone in times of danger..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Youdie flying up. She slowly flapped her purple butterfly wings, leaving a series of dream-like colorful light spots on her flight path, which was intoxicating.

Ren Changhong smiled faintly, but her smile soon completely solidified.

I saw that Youdie kept moving, and flew all the way to Ye Jie's shoulder, and stopped quietly. Its slender tentacles touched Ye Jie's collar from time to time, as if feeling some familiar breath, no matter how Ren Changhong waved , Youdie was also unmoved.

Ye Jie: "..."

Ren Changhong suddenly became anxious and wanted to grab Ye Jie's collar, but he was afraid of disturbing You Die on his shoulder, so he could only widen his eyes and stare at him closely and said: "What on earth have you done? Get You Die quickly." Give me the butterfly!"

Ye Jie was also helpless. He spread his hands and said, "I didn't do anything. Didn't you see it all? If I had done anything, you would have discovered it long ago. She flew here by herself."

"What? This is impossible! The little moth told me clearly that Youdie is very afraid of strangers and is extremely indifferent to strangers. How could it be on your shoulder? You must have done something!"

Ren Changhong stamped his feet anxiously and circled around Ye Jie, staring at Ye Jie with cold eyes without blinking. He must have used some means to kidnap Youdie away.

Ren Changhong stretched out her hand and tried to catch Youdie back, but every time her hand came close, Youdie would change its direction and fly to Ye Jie's other shoulder, saying she didn't want to come back.

She didn't want to use brute force to catch Youdie back, so she gave up in the end and vented all her anger on Ye Jie, demanding an explanation from Ye Jie.

Ye Jie stroked his forehead. Youdie must have recognized his scent by being so intimate with him.

Under the suppression of the Shura Mask and the Hiding Talisman, Ye Jie's whole body changed drastically, but the smell of his body did not change much.

Neither humans nor ghosts can distinguish others by smell, but for creatures with a more acute sense of smell, smell is a very important part.

Although Ye Jie never revealed his identity, the smell on his body undoubtedly betrayed him deeply. From the trust and attachment shown by Youdie, he knew that Youdie must have recognized him.

Faced with Ren Changhong's question, Ye Jie said nonsensically: "You said she is the Companion Spirit Butterfly? The Companion Spirit Butterfly is one of the companion guardian spirits. The companion guardian spirits are kind and peaceful and don't like killing disputes. Maybe it's because you killed too many people in the past. Too much, that’s why she didn’t like it.”

"Really? How do I remember that the personality of the accompanying guardian spirit follows its owner? The owner likes to kill, and they also like to kill." Ren Changhong frowned, with a look of disbelief.

Ye Jie took a deep breath. No matter what Ren Changhong said, he was the descendant of Xuannv and had a strong reputation. He knew more than himself. He was considered an expert. It was not easy to get through in front of her.

"Maybe her master is a peaceful person. It seems that she doesn't like you." Ye Jie shrugged. He raised two fingers and let Youdie rest on the back of his fingers, preparing to return her to Ren. Changhong.

Only this time, Ren Changhong did not take Youdie, but fell into deep thought:

"You're right... Although Little Moth lent Youdie to me, how could she like me? Not long ago, I wanted to kill Xiao Qingge. Although she was in the way of her master Xiao Qingge, Qingge said he lent Youdie to me, but he must really hate me in his heart... Maybe it's just like this that Youdie doesn't want to rest on me. "

Seeing her disappointed look, Ye Jie comforted her: "Don't worry, you are just a stranger in her eyes now. Even with the status of master, she has never seen you before. You just need to see her more, Bring her more gifts and become more familiar with her, and she will naturally like you. "

Hearing Ye Jie's comfort, Ren Changhong shook his head and said mockingly: "What do you know? This is a matter between our descendants, how can you speak?"

After a pause, she added: "However, thanks to your words before, I changed my mind and let Xiao Qingge and I get back together. It seems that you are not so useless."

Ye Jie's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether she was praising herself or trying to disparage herself.

"You don't want Youdie anymore?"

Seeing that Ren Changhong hadn't taken Youdie for a long time, Ye Jie had a bad premonition in his heart and hurriedly urged him.

Ren Changhong shook his head: "Time is running out. Maybe in the future, I can get along with the little moth and make her like me, but I can't do it now. If she complains about me, Youdie won't If you cooperate with me in using the Nether Soul Magic Art, even if you force it, the final Nether Soul Magic Artifact will be of a subpar grade at best."

At the end of the sentence, she let out a long sigh: "Youdie likes you more than me... In this case, it's up to you to take Youdie to represent the Demon Luo Palace in this competition."

"What?" Ye Jie opened his mouth, never expecting that Ren Changhong would make such a decision.

"What? Don't you dare? That's right. With your temperament, when something happens, you don't know where to hide. How dare you represent the tens of millions of Shura in the Demon Palace to go on stage to fight for the main tent?"

Ren Changhong glanced at Ye Jie with disdain: "However, you can rest assured that it is my sole decision to let you participate in the competition. Even if you are defeated in the end, His Highness Moro will be held responsible, and I will be punished." , you don’t have to worry.”

Ye Jie looked troubled: "Are you sure? But I don't even know the Nether Spirit Art, how can I participate in the competition?"

"Don't worry, after all, I am also the descendant of Xuannv, and I have long been familiar with the Nether Spirit Divine Art. I can teach you the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and what you have to do is to turn the ghost butterfly into a Nether Spirit magic weapon. In the competition, show the people in the Netherworld Hall how powerful they are." Ren Changhong was not worried and made a decision quickly.

Ye Jie is not willing to take on this important task, but he still hides the secret of the six-sided stitched pages. This secret is even related to the position of the Underworld Emperor. Once he takes the stage to participate in the competition, under the eyes of everyone, he may not be It won't be long before the secret is revealed.

"I'm afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility, otherwise, you should find someone else..." Ye Jie declined.

Ren Changhong glared at him: "Do you think I don't want to find someone else? If there was a better candidate, how could you get this task? Haven't you seen how much You Die likes you? Not long ago, Youdie has just transformed into a third-grade divine sword. With her potential, she might really be able to win this competition... If you are passive and unwilling to contribute to the main account, I will report it to His Highness Moro and ask her to come. Punish you for your sins!”

Ye Jie couldn't help but touch Youdie on the back of his right finger, saying in his heart: "Youdie, Youdie, you are so unintentionally intimate." , It’s really a disaster for me.”

As if he thought of something, Ye Jie asked again: "Speaking of which, since you have solved the grudge between you and Shen Qingge, there is no longer an endless hatred between you and the Xuannv Sect. No matter what, you I was also the descendant of Xuannv. I remember that the master of the Netherworld Palace is one of the founders of the Xuannv Sect. Why do you have to take away the main account of the Netherworld Palace? "

Ye Jie's words seemed to touch something deep in Ren Changhong's heart, making her sigh with emotion: "Did you know? His Highness Moro once made a promise to all the Shuras that she would be satisfied with whoever could bring back the main tent of the first hall. Whose wish."

"Wish?" Ye Jie was stunned.

"Yes. Whether you want elixirs, magic, or proclaiming yourself king and emperor, as long as it is within her ability, she will fulfill your wishes. With His Highness Moro's ninth-level realm, what is there that she can't do? Listening to those Shura kings with advanced cultivation, His Highness Moro’s true strength is far beyond what we have seen in the past..."

At the end, Ren Changhong's eyes also showed a bit of yearning. She glanced at Ye Jie beside her and sneered again:

"Didn't you ask me before how to remove the Shura mask? Ordinary means will not work, of course, but if you can get back the main tent of the palace, perhaps His Highness Moro will grant your wish."

Hearing this, Ye Jie's pupils shrank, and he felt a loud explosion next to his ears, as if something was broken.