Lord of the Starry Sky

"My ancestor, please forgive my disciple Tao Yanrong for being rude." Grandma Tao said, stretching her hands forward to hold the orb.

Shen Jian made a fist with his right hand and lightly punched the palm of his left hand: "We have known each other for so long, but I didn't know the real name of my senior until today."

Pang Hai grinned at the side: "I also only found out today."

"You two, shut up!" Tao Yanrong, who called herself Grandma Tao, shouted dissatisfied.

She focused her attention as much as possible on the transparent orb in front of her, and gently held it up with both hands.

The small building made of Xuanwu heavy iron suddenly shook slightly.

It was as if some extremely powerful will had been touched while sleeping.

But this feeling makes people feel unreal.

"It seems that Lord Youtian has really fallen." Shen Jian said: "Only the soul beads formed due to the lineage of Netherworld Dao are left. It is said to be a soul bead, but it is better to say that it exists more like ashes."

It is conceivable that You Tianzun has a deep grasp of this aspect of the Taoism that created the Netherworld Dao.

His level of cultivation is so high that such a person has almost completely confused the boundary between life and death.

For him to completely fall, the difficulty is even higher than other legendary historical figures.

Therefore, Shen Jian had always had some doubts before, whether You Tianzun was still alive?

Even if he died at that time, would he be like Granny Tao in front of him and return to the world from hell?

Now these questions have been answered.

The You Tianzun who single-handedly created the Netherworld Way and made it difficult for many people to die has really fallen.

The Nether Recall spell cannot recall another Nether Master.

Shen Jian felt something in his heart, while Pang Hai's eyes were a little confused.

His hobby is martial arts, and he is quite repulsive to the inheritance of Netherworld Dao.

But after getting along with Tao Yanrong for so many years, Pang Hai is no longer as afraid of the Netherworld as before.

He has been practicing Netherworld Dao for some time. This time he came to search for Nether Heavenly Lord's soul beads. In addition to solving his own and Tao Yanrong's special incurable diseases, he also had a mentality similar to that of a pilgrim.

Now that it is confirmed that You Tianzun has really died, Pang Dahai is a little confused and disappointed.

At this moment, Tao Yanrong didn't have so many thoughts, but became extremely focused.

She held the soul bead in both hands and dropped it.

Then everyone felt that the whole small building was falling downwards, and finally landed on the mountains next to the mountain village.

"To perform rituals, you need a stable environment that lasts for a long time." After getting the soul bead, Tao Yanrong became extremely calm and said to Pang Hai: "This place is definitely not suitable. Let's leave first."

She turned to look at Shen Jian again: "You can do whatever you say. As I said before, I only want the soul beads. I don't care about other things, including this small building. Whatever you want, you can solve it yourself."

Shen Jian nodded: "I made preparations before coming."

He patted the black dragon wrapped around his arm, and the black dragon swam down, grew in size again, and spit out a magic weapon from its mouth.

It is a large-scale cutting magic weapon for industrial use. With the help of this thing, solid existences such as basalt heavy iron can also be cut.

Shen Jian even had a special internship to learn how to use this magic weapon, just for this moment.

Seeing Shen Jian's skillful movements and enthusiastic demolition of the house, Pang Hai couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, you are really well prepared."

"If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools." Shen Jian said: "Hai Dahai, if it's convenient, help me check the wind outside. Although I don't know if people from the army will find it nearby, but I still be careful. superior."

"Okay, senior brother." Pang Hai walked out immediately.

Nourished by the radiance of the soul pearl, Tao Yanrong was able to stay away from Pang Hai's bracelet and move freely alone.

She glanced at Pang Hai and hummed: "What can you find about the wind?"

"Uh..." Pang Hai came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Of course I need you, mother-in-law, to help."

His cultivation has actually reached the foundation building stage now. As a martial arts monk, he has keen perception.

However, these are people who are much higher than his current state, or who have already formed a golden elixir opponent. It would be difficult to expect Pang Hai to find out.

Tao Yanrong walked out: "I'll help you one last time. After the ritual successfully solves our problem, if you don't come under the wall of my Netherworld Dao Gate, we will go to the sky and go to one side."

Pang Hai followed up rather doggedly: "Thank you, senior, thank you, mother-in-law."

They left this small world along the previous portal, returned to the mainland of Xuanhuang World, and returned to the high mountains and ridges of Nanzheng.

As soon as she came out, Tao Yanrong frowned.

She quickly pulled Pang Hai and took shelter behind nearby rocks instead of standing in the relatively open area.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong?" Pang Hai asked when he saw this.

"...It feels a little strange, as if I was being spied on just now." Tao Yanrong said, looking around, but found no trace of anyone.

Wherever she was thinking, a giant eagle suddenly flew from the mountains.

Black energy emerged from the giant eagle's eyes, and it was clearly a ghost puppet refined by Tao Yanrong.

"The puppet has not found it before..." Tao Yanrong ordered: "Look again."

The giant eagle soared high in the sky, watching the surroundings below, but still found nothing.

"Is it really an illusion?" Tao Yanrong looked around suspiciously, unable to let go.

She was right to doubt it.

In fact, far away from them, a person was observing the movements of Tao Yanrong and Pang Hai through the observation magic weapon.

The helmet on top of the person's head emits a beam of light upwards.

Shrouded in light, he seemed to be one with the environment, even if he moved, it would not be affected.

Although the giant eagle has good eyesight, it is not enough to see through this concealment.

On the contrary, Tao Yanrong's own perception was relatively sharp and she noticed something strange immediately.

"Isn't this more than the level of a Golden Core Stage monk?" The Hidden One muttered to himself.

After Tao Yanrong took Pang Hai into hiding, the other party's observation magic weapon temporarily lost sight of the two of them.

The hidden person was not in a hurry, with a playful smile on his face: "This feeling is so strong, it is the Netherworld Dao, and an extremely precious treasure of the Netherworld Dao has appeared."

He looked up: "Is the eagle under control dead or alive?

Does the person who controls it rely on beast control or summoning from the underworld?

Is that young man named Shen Jian related to the Netherworld?

After he went in, he came out late. What was he doing? "

After thinking for a while, the hider chuckled and shook his head, quietly retreating and leaving.

After walking for a while in the mountains, he met up with Conch, Huangfu Ying and others.

"I haven't gained anything here, what about you?" The Hidden One asked.

Conch, Huangfuying and others shook their heads: "Neither do we."

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