"What kind of witch song did that little brat Qin Mu sing?" Honglian couldn't help asking.

Qin Mu didn't say anything. Wu Ge was too strange this time and had consumed all his spiritual power. You should know that Qin Mu is very different from the old young man. After many trials, his spiritual power has been very abundant. At least ordinary Wu Ge will not consume all his spiritual power, but this time, it seems that he has also consumed his physical strength.

Honglian only felt that the witch song Qin Mu sang this time was a bit familiar, and seemed to have heard it somewhere, but she was also very unfamiliar.

After Qin Mu finished singing, the entire air stagnated, and there seemed to be some ghosts roaring around him, crying blood, making people feel uneasy.

The old woman squinted her eyes and looked at the darker surroundings. She suddenly laughed strangely and said, "I underestimated this guy. I didn't expect that this guy could actually invite such a person to be a helper. It's really a mistake!"

The old woman said, her whole body flowing slowly like flowing water, as if it was about to disappear.

Honglian was not willing to let the other party go, and the long sword stabbed the old woman's figure.

However, the long sword could only pierce the opponent's figure, but did not successfully keep the opponent.

"Tengshe, see you again in the future. I promise that I will never be rude in the next time!" The old guy's voice came from the air, his voice was hoarse, and I could no longer hear what direction it was coming from. It seemed that the old guy's voice was everywhere.

The old woman's figure seemed to be dissipated and turned into a black mist. At this moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the dark sky, revealing the deep blue inside the hole.

The night in the underworld is blue moon. Under the bright blue moon, the sky should be deep and deep blue, but because there are most ghost energy here, the whole sky appears in a dark color.

However, the sudden opening seemed to deliberately tear the sky, revealing its original dark blue color.

It was like a sudden eye, looking down at the ground from a high altitude. When the crack appeared, Honglian felt that she could not move at all, as if all the air had been frozen, suppressed and dull.

At this moment, a big black hand stretched out from the crack and grabbed straight into the sky above the shadow where the old woman was just now.

The process of this hand from being stretched out to grasping the old woman was extremely slow, but for Qin Mu, it was so fast, because all of them were still in place, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The old woman was grabbed in her hand by the big hand, and the cracks were torn bigger and bigger. Gradually, a huge black shadow squeezed out from the crack. It was wearing a high hat, and its whole body was hidden in the cloak on its body, which was pitch black and it was not very real. However, the shadow's eyes were light blue. In addition to being pitch black, there were twelve blue fireballs around it.

Although Qin Mu's position was the farthest from the black shadow, when the black shadow appeared, Qin Mu still recognized it immediately. The thing around the black shadow was the Nether Fire.

"Let me go! Let me go!" The old woman struggled hard on the man's hand. The man was very big. Qin Mu guessed that even the red lotus turned into a Tengsnake at this time, less than one tenth of the other party's.

"Let you go?" the man said lightly. His voice could not tell the difference between men and women, or joy and anger.

Although Qin Mu couldn't even see the other person's face, when he heard the other person talking like this, he suddenly felt that the person seemed to have a faint smile.

A jokey smile is like teasing the mood of a little ant.

Qin Mu was shocked. As soon as the black shadow appeared and from the twelve groups of dark fires appeared beside him, Qin Mu vaguely guessed the identity of the person in front of him. In a place like the underworld, it is normal to use the spirit to summon him, but unexpectedly, after only one use, he actually brought the other party over.

If it were that person, the old woman would be unable to fly now.

Honglian had asked Qin Mu whether the corpse flowers could be produced by energy. There was a reason. Because of the rareness in the underworld and the powerful energy, the corpse flowers have always been controlled by the ten Paladin Temples, just like the ancient official salt and modern currency issued. In a word, except for the government that can provide this thing, others are not allowed to touch it.

Of course, except for wild ones.

The yield, planting and cultivation methods of this thing have always been controlled by the Temple of Pluto. No matter which area the Temple of Pluto is in charge, they are qualified to cultivate these things, and the cultivation of these things has never belonged to individuals.

However, from the old woman's perspective, it seems that this thing is cultivated by some private person, not controlled by the Palace of Pluto. If it is managed by one of the Ten Palaces of Hell, Black and White Impermanence or Niuta Head and Horse Face will be assigned to check, and these corpses will be exposed directly.

"Who are you? Why do you cultivate something like corpse flowers? Which palace of Yama allowed it?" The man grabbed the old woman without saying anything, and his black palm seemed to be able to squeeze the other party out of force.

"Let me go, I have a document!" The old woman continued to struggle: "It's not private, please tell the King of Hell..."

Hearing the old woman say this, the man's clutch loosened his hands and said, "Take the document to me, why is there not even a single secret here? And, what's wrong with those two monsters?"

The man's eyes moved to Honglian's body. Perhaps it was only then that he discovered Honglian and said "Huh".

Honglian was not sure at first, but when he heard the old woman say "King of Hell", there was no way he could understand it. The tall shadow in front of him was actually one of the Ten Halls of Hells. He couldn't see clearly from the other party's dark figure, and he didn't know if the other party was the father of Black Pearl. If so, even Honglian would want to escape.

Although the King of Hell is not very scary, at least he will not attack people for no reason.

"Who are you?" When the King of Hell just loosened his palm, the old woman was about to slip away directly, but the King of Hell lowered his head and saw Honglian. As if he had thought of something, he directly pinched his hands. The old woman screamed, and the King of Hell's big hand almost directly pinched the other party.

The old woman screamed strangely, and her whole body suddenly exploded. The black liquid sprayed the face of the King of Hell, and the liquid seemed to have a corrosive effect. The huge black shadow seemed to have a small piece of it in an instant.

The King of Hell groaned, and a blue flame suddenly appeared on his face, quickly repairing the wound on his face. The speed was astonishing as if in the blink of an eye, the King of Hell returned to normal.

But when provoked by such a small person, the man was completely angry and roared, and the air around him was shaking. His huge fist directly hit the ground, and a deep pit was directly smashed into the ground.
Chapter completed!