"The past, I can't help you."

Xi Jiuye moved his lips, and finally spit out a word.

I am sorry for this sentence, but it is 600 years later.

Ye Lingyue looked indifferent.

"You're sorry, it's not me, but you, and Si Xuan. He is a very good child, but unfortunately, he cast the wrong baby."

Ye Lingyue looked directly at Xi Jiuye.

"Don't mention him."

Xi Jiuye's heart ached.

He was the son most like him, but he killed him.

"There is nothing personal between us, but it is not easy for you to cooperate with me to fight against the red moon sky, thanks."

Ye Lingyue didn't want to mention the past, she only cared about the present.

When she heard about the alliance between the emperors, she felt that there was a problem.

At this moment, after listening to Murong Lao Fangxian's words, she could conclude that this matter was really related to Hongyuetian.

Bing Xin began to engulf the major universes.

If everything Murong Lao Fangxian said is true, then at the moment, those immortal emperors in Shangtianyu have already...

Ye Lingyue sighed in her heart.

I don't know what happened to the Queen Xiaoyao.

So now, she must also take action.

Parents are actually in Wujitian, and she must return to the physical body as soon as possible to organize the power that can be organized.

For this, she must cooperate with Xi Jiuye.

Seeing Ye Lingyue's words eased a bit, Xi Jiuye was also relieved.

"Where did the wizard go with the old man?"

Xi Jiuye changed his tone, and neither of them mentioned the past.

Murong Lao Fangxian and others were all left behind, and the Sorcerer God didn't say how they were going to act.

"Then only the Sorcerer himself will know."

Ye Lingyue didn't say much, but walked in front of Murong Lao Fangxian.

He has been completely petrified.

On the other hand, the witch god took the soul of the elder grandson to the Jiuyou Hell all the way.

"Where are you taking me?"

The ancestors of the eldest grandson only felt a black eye.

Can't see anything.

But I heard strange sounds in my ears.

At first, the ancestors of the eldest grandson thought it was just the sound of wind, but gradually, the ancestors of the eldest grandson discovered that it was not the sound of wind, it was a burst of ghost crying.

The witch god loosened it.

As the soul's eldest grandson, the ancestor was obviously a little scared.

He couldn't see his fingers, as if someone was pulling him.

"Who? Who is it?"

The eldest grandson felt a horror.

"Who else can be a ghost in Jiuyou Hell."

The wizard said slowly.

"Ghost?"

The grandson and ancestor shuddered.

This is actually hell?

"Don't be afraid. You know all these things around you. They are all your old acquaintances. Those people of the Destiny Clan are all there."

In the darkness, the sorcerer god's blue eyes glowed with blue light.

Puff--

Around, a cluster of ghost fires lit up.

The eldest grandson was able to see the scene around him clearly.

When he saw this, his heart almost didn't jump out.

Around him, a group of ghosts have stood densely.

These ghosts are all distorted faces, pulling him.

"Long Sun loses, save us, save us."

The ancestors of the eldest-grandson barely passed away.

These souls are all wearing the robes of the Destiny Clan, and they have a hideous look, and they spit out several inches of scarlet stones.

"They... why are they here?"

Changsun said with trepidation.

"Your destiny is a Kunlun traitor. You are cursed and will never be reincarnated, so you are imprisoned in Jiuyou Hell. There are only a small group of people here to accompany you. Forgot to say, you are still a Shenghun, these fierce ghosts all have resentments in their hearts and are very hungry. They like your life soul the most, and every bite is a big tonic."

The sound of the witch myth came down, and the ghosts of the Destiny Clan really couldn't wait to pounce on it.

Those who pulled their arms and legs showed their sharp fangs.

"Go away, go away all."

Chang Sun Shu tried to drive them away with his mind.

But when he raised his energy, he found that his thought power was gone.

"Don't bother, your thought power won't work in Jiuyou Hell. The resentment here is strong enough to swallow all power. Only I can save you. Death is simple, but life is not as good as death. That is different. I will raise you, and let your people come to chew on one arm and one leg every day. After a few days, your arms and legs will grow up and continue chewing. Think about it, it’s fun."

Stone cat shook his beard.

Losing the grandson is not fun at all.

"You lunatic."

This feeling that life is not as good as death caused the psychological defense of the grandson to collapse every inch.

"It is you who betrayed your tribe, but not me. They all hate you. Besides, you should have endured the sufferings of Jiuyou Hell. You betrayed your tribe and escaped for thousands of years."

After the witch god said, a ghost had already bitten one of the arm of the grandson.

The thought of being trapped in this endless purgatory forever makes the grandson lose.

"Take me away, I promise you. I will take you to Changsun's house and see Madam."

Chang Sun Chu saw that half of his arm had been gnawed away, with horror and horror.

"Know the time and make a good man."

The witch god meowed, and the ghosts immediately retreated in fright. Only then did it plunge into the darkness with the soul of the grandson.

In Jiuyou Hell, those ghosts are still murmuring.

Long Sun Chu was so scared that he didn't dare to look back, and naturally he would not find out. In fact, apart from these ghosts, there are other people hidden in this darkness.

Seeing a small figure, he jumped out.

"You did a good job."

Xin Lin touched the head of a ghost on the side.

The fierce ghost who had been fierce earlier, was obediently shrunk his head in front of Xin Lin, not even daring to spit out his tongue.

When Chang Sun Shu faced these people of his own tribe, he felt ashamed in his heart and had no power to resist. He didn't know that his thought power was still there, but in Jiuyou Hell, the souls were not afraid of thought power.

These ghosts are not destiny at all.

It was that Xin Lin and the others gave in for their grandson's defeat, found these cannibal ghosts, wore the clothes of the Destiny Clan, and performed a play.

"It's so lively, I don't know when I can go out."

Seeing that the witch god had long since disappeared, Xin Lin couldn't help feeling a little envious.

The witch god, since he had the body of the stone cat, he has been free to come and go. She missed Ling Yue very much.

Ye Lingyue and Xi Jiuye waited for about a quarter of an hour, and then the witch god lost with the grandson.

"You can get rid of his cursed state."

Throwing the soul back into the body of the long-sun loser, the witch god said triumphantly.

Chang Sun Shu's face was bleak, obviously he had experienced tragic torture.

"Take us to see Mrs. Changsun."

Ye Lingyue didn't say much, but she and Mrs. Changsun wanted to "see each other" for the question of the belonging of Qingzhou Ding.