"Already gone."

Qingyun said calmly.

"We can't let him leave like this, nephew Zhaolan, go and find this person for me!"

The bartender shouted angrily.

Zhao Lan turned pale, asking him to find Ning Qi?

"Still not going!?"

The sommelier's eyes widened!

Zhaolan could only look at Qingyun, who said calmly: "Go, listen to your uncle's words, find that person, and ask him clearly, so that we can have an explanation for him coming down from the upper realm."

"Uncle Qingyun, that person's identity... If I go, wouldn't I be courting death?"

Zhaolan whispered.

Nearby, Ming Emperor and others saw this scene, and suddenly felt a little emotional. Every time they saw Zhao Lan, he always looked aloof, but at this moment, in front of his two uncles and uncles, he seemed so groveling.

.

"It's not necessarily that he's looking for death. Didn't he kill us when he left the Yama Palace? Maybe, he couldn't kill us at all."

Qingyun smiled lightly.

Then why don't you find it yourself?

Zhaolan couldn't help but say these words. Seeing that the two of them were very determined, he could only find a random direction and leave through the sky. As for looking for Ning Qi, whoever wanted to look for it would have the Eternal Fire.

, what’s the use of finding the other party again?

After Zhao Lan left, the eyes of Qing Yun and the wine master immediately fell on Meng Xi Tuofan.

"Hand over the spiritual fruits in the Yao Pond. These things are not for you Second Heaven monks to enjoy."

Qingyun said calmly.

The expressions of Lu Zhong Guihai and others changed slightly, and there was a hint of disbelief in their eyes. The messenger from the upper world didn't even want to show his face, and directly asked them for the harvest in the Styx Palace!? You know, this is

They paid for it with their lives!

"Two seniors, I didn't take any of the spiritual fruits in the Yaochi, they were all on them."

Meng Xituo pointed at Lu Zhongguihai and others.

When Qingyun saw this, his eyes fell on Lu Zhong Guihai.

"Senior, these are the spiritual fruits I got in Yaochi. They are all here."

Lu Zhong Guihai sighed in his heart. The other party was an envoy from the upper realm, an existence in the Void Nether Realm. He could easily kill them with just a finger. If he didn't hand over the spiritual fruit today, he might not be able to leave here.

With Lu Zhong Guihai taking the lead, the head of Yinling Sect and others reluctantly handed over the spiritual fruits they obtained this time. However, some of them secretly hid a few secretly, but the wine master discovered them and suppressed them on the spot.

Kill, this scene made all the underworld monks present feel a bit cold in their hearts. They exist in the underworld, and they will kill the other party if they say to kill them. Is this the attitude of the envoys from the upper world towards them?

"Damn it, I must enter the third heaven in this life, otherwise if this happens again a few times, if I accidentally offend these guys, even I will be killed by them."

Meng Xituo said cruelly in his heart.

The spiritual fruits in the Yao Pond are of a very high level and are difficult to see at least in the third heaven. With this batch of spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs, the wine master's uncle felt much more relaxed. It was not a waste of time. The two of them faced each other.

He took one look and left.

After the two left, the atmosphere in the venue was still a bit depressing. It took a long time before the leader of the Yinling Sect cursed: "The envoys from the upper realm treat me like pigs and dogs!"

"That's right! Why did they take away the spiritual fruit that we obtained through strength and chance? The leader of the Blood Knife Sect just hid one secretly, and was killed just like that. Hundreds of thousands of years of hard work were wasted..."

The crowd was excited for a while.

Meng Xi Tuofan and Emperor Ming looked at each other, did not speak, and left the place with their men. It would take them a long time to digest this encounter. Speaking of which, they lost more than others.

It was terrible. We brought ten thousand men here, but now four to five thousand are dead, only half of them are left, and nothing has been caught!

"Everyone, forget it, be careful that the walls have ears."

Lu Zhongguihai sighed and offered some advice.

The Yin Ling Sect leader and others immediately closed their mouths when they heard this. After venting their anger, they were now a little scared. If those words just heard by Qing Yun and the others, they would probably die miserably.

Not long after, the monks here dispersed one after another. Except for the underworld monks who originally made a living here, the monks who gathered because of the Styx Shrine basically left. Some of them were unwilling to accept it and thought that the Styx God

After the palace sank, something might fall into the River Styx. They decided to stay and salvage it for a while to see if they could get their own chance, including the master of the Yin Ling Sect and several other Netherworld existences!

About the past two days or so, a space crack suddenly appeared over the Styx River, and a figure walked out of it. This was a young monk who looked to be in his twenties, wearing plain white robes and carrying a long sword.

The long hair on the temples is blowing in the wind, looking unrestrained.

His appearance did not seem to attract the attention of any monk in the underworld. Even if a monk occasionally passed by him, it seemed as if he was completely invisible.

"The Palace of Styx reappeared in the world, and the eternal fire was ignited. Who could be the person who ignited the eternal fire? Could it be the remnants of those defeated generals? After so many years, these cowering turtles finally have to endure it.

Can't you stand it any longer? Haha, when you were such a huge force, didn't it turn into ashes in the end? The strongest ones, they died and fled, and now they still want to stir up trouble? What a fool's dream!"

The young man muttered to himself, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes. Then, a faint spiritual thought centered on him and spread out in all directions. In an instant, his spiritual thought reached every corner of the second heaven of the underworld!

"Huh? When did there be an outer disciple in this world? Well, no, he's not even an outer disciple. He was just chosen by the family. It's interesting..."

The young man's eyes lit up slightly.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from where he was.

………………

"Do I really have a previous life?"

Ning Qi walked by the River Styx, his eyes showing a hint of contemplation. No matter what the woman or the shadow said, although they were addressed to him, Ning Qi was extremely convinced that they regarded themselves as another person.

This person is very likely to be his previous life. If so, his identity in his previous life may have been extraordinary, and he experienced an extremely tragic failure!

Suddenly, Ning Qi paused slightly and looked forward. Not far in front of him, he saw a monk standing with his back to him. The place where this monk stood happened to block Ning Qi's way, and

Ning Qi was extremely sure that where the monk was standing, there was no one there just now.

"This Styx River has existed for a long time. I remember that my master took me here once when I was a child."

The monk suddenly spoke calmly, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Are you talking to me?"
Chapter completed!