The demon emperor Jun was confused. He came to visit but went forward secretly, and there was no news at all. Moreover, it was the period of the lich's calamity, and no one could calculate the other's whereabouts.

Just when Di Jun was confused, the demon soldier who was going to explore the way had already returned.

"Report to Your Majesty, there is no soldier in the Zhangyuan Water Palace. Ji Meng probably has left long ago, and the entire Water Palace looks like he has been left unattended for a long time."

It has been hundreds of years since Ji Meng left Zhangyuan, so naturally there are no living creatures in this water palace.

After hearing the news, Di Jun looked at Taiyi with disappointment.

"Brother, Ji Meng may have moved out of this place long ago. We might as well visit other strong people!"

Although Donghuang Taiyi did not like power, he still couldn't help but comfort his elder brother.

After all, the expansion of the power of this demon clan is also of great help to the practice of Donghuang Taiyi.

In the prehistoric world, resources, feet and good fortune are essential, while another power of luck is also extremely important.

Especially the higher the level of a monk, the more the power of luck will be, the effect of this power of luck will be far beyond the help of other types.

"What my second brother said is very much. Let's go and visit fellow Taoist Bai Ze on the coast of the East China Sea!"

Di Jun is also a person who does big things. He restrained his mind a little and immediately took many demon races back to the shore of the East China Sea.

At this time, Kunpeng and Ji Meng had already arrived at the South Pole of the earth. The Lord of Lingguang had noticed two powerful auras approaching early, so she appeared on the voluntary occasion and met Kunpeng and the others.

As the four spirits of heaven, the God of Lingguang has been guarding the four poles. Although this job is not difficult, they have lost their freedom and can only stay in the four poles and cannot travel to the vast world.

The original body of the Lord Ling Guang is a Vermilion Bird. At this time, she turned into a Taoist body and was also a beautiful and unparalleled fairy in red dress.

The long skirt burning with flames set off the Lord Lingguang, which was sacred and extraordinary.

"Kunpeng, Beiminghai, visit the Lord Lingguang."

Before Kunpeng came to the temple, he held a tribute to the Lord Lingguang.

This Lord Lingguang helped the prehistoric world to suppress the four poles. This can be said to be a blessing for all living beings in the prehistoric world, so they will be respected and worshipped by living beings.

At this time, the Lord Lingguang walked out of the temple. The maids beside her came out from the line, and the flowers and spiritual springs spread out, and the road was spotless.

"I heard the name of Kunpeng for a long time. Today I arrived at the Antarctic. I also asked to go to the temple to talk about it."

The God of Ling Guang has picturesque eyebrows and red lips, which is more beautiful than the fairy Kunpeng has seen before.

Kunpeng didn't dare to look closely, so he hurriedly took the tribute.

"Thank you, God, for taking the liberty to visit, I really disturb God's cultivation!"

Kunpeng and Ji Meng followed the Lord Lingguang into the temple. The Lord Lingguang did not have any politeness and asked directly.

"The two fellow Taoists came from afar, I guess something was wrong?"

Lord Ling Guang is a straightforward person and has no contact with Kunpeng, so she doesn't care about red tape.

"God, this time I came here, I really want to ask for advice. I wonder if God has heard that where is the rich aura of death in this prehistoric world?"

Kunpeng was thinking about the gourd vine. When he saw the Lord Ling Guang, he was very straightforward.

When the Lord Ling Guang heard this, she couldn't help but look at Kunpeng's eyebrows and a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I really know one place. However, when I asked about the richness of death, I wonder what it is for?"

Kunpeng's face was delighted, and he suddenly became excited.

"To be honest, I have a spiritual treasure that needs to absorb endless dead energy to finally take shape, but the ordinary dead energy is useless, so I want to find a place with rich dead energy and come and try it."

Kunpeng and Pan revealed it, and there was no concealment.

After hearing this, the God of Lingguang also showed a smile on her beautiful face. When the God of God smiled, the whole world seemed to blooming with a burst of joy.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is so honest, I will naturally not hide anything. If the fellow Daoist can really use spiritual treasures to absorb the dead energy, it will be a great help, and it will also have merits and the world of prehistoric world!"

When Kunpeng heard this, his eyes lit up with Ji Meng. This time it seemed that he was really looking for the right person.

God Ling Guang continued: "If I suppress the Antarctic of this place, there is a place of death here, where infinite death energy gathers all year round, and they will also actively absorb death energy from the prehistoric world."

Kunpeng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that there was such a magical place in the prehistoric world that could actively gather death energy. He didn't know what mystery there was.

"If these dead energy just gather here, it would be nothing, but the dead energy here is too strong. They will continue to pollute the prehistoric world and slowly expand outward, with some dead objects in it."

The Lord Ling Guang looked at Kunpeng with a helpless look on his face. The aura of death continued to devour the prehistoric world. If it was not stopped, I was afraid that the prehistoric world would be slowly eroded and would all become a place where death energy would occupy it in the future.

And the undead born in the dead land are even more intelligent and know how to destroy the environment of the prehistoric world.

It is precisely because of this that God Ling Guang has been very annoyed over the years, but she cannot solve the problem of death, so she can only eradicate the dead spirits among them.

"God Lord Ling Guang, if this is true, I can go and try it. I may really absorb those dead energy!"

Kunpeng looked excited. He vaguely felt that his treasure gourd might really absorb the aura of death.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, if you can really solve those dead-angry problems, it will be a big help to me. At that time, I will thank you very much!"

Lord Ling Guang has been having many headaches about this over the years, and those undead spirits have also annoyed him.

"It's better to go and have a look now?"

Kunpeng was thunderous and violent, and immediately stood up.

"Fellow Taoist please!"

The Lord Ling Guang admired Kunpeng's character very much. She stood up and took Kunpeng and the others away, heading towards the place where death energy gathered.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, the place where the death aura gathers is an abyss, right in this Antarctic. Even though I have been guarding here for many years, I don't know how this area was formed."

The Lord Ling Guang explained to Kunpeng and the others that everyone soon arrived at the place along the way.

Before they got close to the land of death, Kunpeng saw the huge abyss of millions of feet. It was like a huge scar, deeply imprinted on the prehistoric land and extended to the limit of his vision.

The endless breath of death formed black clouds, lying low over the abyss.
Chapter completed!