The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

"Crash!"

In the Ancient Prison Town Hall, the sound of heavy chains intertwined resounded throughout the vast palace, and the rich breath of life filled the area with breathtaking majesty, even making the Second Emperor The ghost fog outside the prison shrank slightly.

"Jie Jie! One of the Nine Secrets? It is worthy of being the direct descendant of the Immortal God. I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and have never seen this kind of chain power. The height of the Immortal God is really extraordinary." But the second emperor judged He didn't care, staring at the Taoist robed man who was as tall as a banishment and supernatural, his majestic face was full of admiration and amazement.

"Huh la la!" Facing the comments and provocations of the quasi-emperor in front of him, the direct disciple of Changsheng Tianzun frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed across his handsome and plain face, and the chains of longevity behind him instantly tightened like nine spears Aim at the body of the ghost.

"Is this the underworld? Which Supreme Palace is it? Why am I not in the Palace of Longevity? Where is my master's Longevity Sword? Also, where did you come from as a slave?" The mythical era uttered by the direct disciple of the Longevity Tianzun No one can understand the ancient sayings, but his spiritual thoughts are majestic and domineering, conveyed very clearly, and he doesn't pay attention to this ghost at all in his words.

"This is the great hall of the supreme prison emperor. I am the second emperor of the prison hall. As for your master Changsheng Tianzun? Jie Jie Jie Jie!" The second emperor watched the Changsheng Tianzun with interest. Disciple, his words were full of provocation and disdain, "He has already turned his back on the underworld, and now he is living in the fairy tomb."

"Immortal Mausoleum? Oh, is it the burial earth of immortals that has been handed down from the chaotic ancient times? My master really went there." Hearing the words, the direct disciple of Changsheng Tianzun showed a clear expression on his face, and seemed to have some feelings for the Immortal Mausoleum. understood.

Behind him are nine dragon-like and domineering life chains coiled around each other, intertwined and intertwined with the thoughts of the supreme personal transmission, and then continued after a while: "Why didn't he take me with him when he left? I am him." I have the true blood of his emperor on my body, and I even have the same name as him, so why did he leave me in the underworld?"

"Jie Jie Jie! Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie! I have no way of knowing about the Tianzun matter," the second emperor stared at the disciple of the Changsheng Tianzun with his sharp eyes, and couldn't help laughing loudly again, "I only You know, Changsheng Tianzun almost gave up everything when he left, except for his sword and himself, everything in the Changsheng Palace of the Underworld was left behind by him, of course, including you, a personal disciple."

"You!" The disciple of Changsheng Tianzun heard the words, and his slender eyebrows showed strong anger and murderous intent. A chain made of emerald green fairy gold appeared behind him, and he was almost about to strike on the spot.

However, this disciple of Tianzun, who had already stepped into the peak of the Great Sage, was not a fool. He looked at the second emperor for a while, and finally took back his natal chain.

He was silent for a long time before he sighed lightly, as if he had exhausted all the grief in his heart, and said calmly: "Then, the Supreme Prison Suppressor wakes me up, I wonder if there is any arrangement?"

"Huh?" The second emperor heard the words, and could hardly believe his ears. Its huge Taoist body slowly approached the disciple of the Changsheng Tianzun, and grinned: "Why? Don't the disciples of the Tianzun go to the immortals?" Ling looking for your master? Why are you so knowledgeable?"

"Crash!"

The disciple of Changsheng Tianzun raised his hand, and the chain made of fairy tears and green gold flew back to his hand immediately, suppressing all murderous intentions and anger: "My teacher is Changsheng Tianzun, and the coldness deep in his bones is only as cold as mine. The disciples know it, and you have seen it too, if it is for the sake of longevity, everything can be thrown away."

This immortal Supreme Master shook his head and said: "When my master abandoned the Palace of Eternal Life and left, I had a choice. I am Xiang Changsheng from the underworld. It will be difficult to be the direct descendant of Longevity Heavenly Venerable in this life."

"Jie Jie! Fellow Daoist Xiang is really a smart person! Then I welcome Fellow Daoist Xiang to join the underworld again. From today onwards, you will be the third Nether Judge of my Prison Hall. Congratulations, Fellow Daoist." The second emperor was excited. Laughing, he opened his mouth and arranged for Xiang Changsheng to be the third judge.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you have the real supreme protection, you can call it whatever you want." Xiang Changsheng waved his hand without hesitation.

His master turned his back on the underworld alone, but left him in the underworld, which means that the friendship between the master and apprentice that spanned millions of years and thousands of years has long since ended. Not only that, he even had to be careful of his own... master.

In the age of mythology, the Celestials had few heirs, and the orthodoxy was generally passed on in the form of master-student mantles, and the Celestials also had an ancient method of giving their own imperial blood to their disciples, so as to complete the inheritance of the orthodoxy and blood.

Xiang Changsheng was the most admired disciple of Changsheng Tianzun when he was still at the peak. He not only got the "Longevity Dao", the true inheritance of the orthodoxy that has been passed down from the chaotic ancient times, but also changed his name to Changsheng, and also got the "Longevity Tianzun" There are many bloodlines of Tianzun, so it is no exaggeration to call him the son of the emperor.

This is a supreme gift and expectation, but Xiang Changsheng deeply understands the indifference of his master, who is a person who can do anything for his own longevity.

The killer takes blood to repair the origin?

Just kidding, with Changsheng Tianzun's coldness in the bone marrow, he can do such things as killing a son to repair the origin.

The ghost Bi An transformed into the second emperor judged with a cheerful and serious smile, and began to explain the current situation of the underworld to Xiang Changsheng. At this time, the underworld only has the three lines of Yan Luo, Zhenyu and Hades, and it is not troublesome to introduce.

"Really? Since the so-called mythical age where I live, has even the underworld declined like this?" Xiang Changsheng couldn't help sighing when he realized that there were only three supreme beings in the underworld. In the most glorious era of the underworld, when the emperor of the underworld was still alive, and the Supreme Being under his command was close to double digits, no force in the universe dared to offend the prosperous underworld.

"Even though the times have changed, the underworld is still the top ten supreme power in the universe in this era. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Xiang." Claw patted Xiang Changsheng's shoulder, and smiled grimly.

"Then, the second emperor judged Your Excellency, and the Prison Emperor behind you, what is the reason for waking me up?" Xiang Changsheng stared at Gui Biyan's deep black pupils, and asked.

"Jie Jie! It has nothing to do with the sleeping emperor in the deepest part of the hall. It is my intention to wake up fellow daoists." The second emperor judge shook his head and said, "The golden world is about to open. I hope that fellow daoists can lead the underworld to conquer the emperor." Road, sweep away those who do not want to return to the underworld after death."

"Haha, is it?" Xiang Changsheng looked at Bi An's majestic face and smiled, but he was very disdainful in his heart. He understood what the quasi-emperor meant, and obviously wanted to treat him as a free thug .

"Chong!"

The second emperor judge nodded, and suddenly kowtowed towards the deepest part of the prison town hall. After a long time, a blue war spear flew over from the highest place in the hall, and arrived in front of Xiang Changsheng.

"The master of the Prison Hall is still asleep. I can ask his imperial soldiers to act temporarily. I hope that Fellow Daoist Xiang can use this weapon to kill all directions and bring back the imperial body of the ancient demon emperor on the Golden Ancient Road." The second emperor The judge handed the spear to Xiang Changsheng, and said.

"Oh, so it's for plotting the Taoist body of the demon emperor?" Xiang Changsheng thought for a moment, and finally held the imperial battle spear in his hand, "Okay, I agree."

"Jie Jie! Fellow Daoist Xiang, don't worry, I will also go with you. You and I are working together to meet a formidable enemy."