Chapter 318: A Woman in a Gorgeous Dress
The Nine Snakes icon in the sky looked down at the earth like a ruthless god of death.
Its nine weird snake heads shook back and forth, each spitting out a different, powerful and oppressive aura, and each imagining nine kinds of terrifying power.
Golden light arrow array, scorching sky fire, upside-down waterfall, meteorites, wooden thorn array, violent hail, sky-abandoning whirlwind, world-shaking thunder and lightning, huge sandstorm, nine kinds of doomsday disaster scenes are gradually transformed in the sky, and they are powerful It grew bigger and bigger, making the void tremble.
It seems that the punishment will be imposed in the next moment and the world will be destroyed.
"The Holy Statue of the Nine Snakes actually launched the Nine Tribulations of Destruction. This is the legendary method unique to Emperor Hades. Even if you are chasing dissidents, you don't have to go to war so violently, right? If this method falls, I'm afraid there will be no more living creatures in the entire Forgotten Land. . No, this is not the arrival of the Hades Emperor. If the Hades Emperor is really here, I am afraid that I have already been frozen by the power of the law of time and cannot sense any fluctuations in spiritual power. This should be just the clone projection technique cast by the Hades Emperor in the air. That's it. It is said that the time law used by the Hades' body can freeze the void for thirty breaths. If it is a projection clone, it will only last ten breaths, and the power will be greatly reduced. Turning point..."
The surprised Lord Youfeng was making rapid calculations in his mind, but could not think of a good countermeasure. At this time, he could only have a slight sense of consciousness, and his hands and feet were like ice, unable to move at all.
Others, including Xu Yang, were completely frozen and solidified by the power of the law of time thrown by the "Nine Snakes Icon". They could not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power from the outside world. They stayed there like wooden figures, waiting for the judgment of time. .
Not only the battlefield in front of the Forgotten Valley, but also the entire Forgotten Land was frozen by the laws of time cast down.
Birds stopped in mid-air, fish jumped out of the river, wild boars panicked in the woods, ghost beasts fled in the mountains, the stunned trial disciples of Tiangui Sect, and many people on Youfeng Mountain who had already been frightened by the angry Black Sun fell to their knees. The waiter of the quiet wind, the solidified green smoke from the burning incense in the hands of the praying people in Wangyou Valley, the fallen leaves falling in the air... all of this is like a cold picture frozen in the same moment, losing its vitality.
Even the Eye of the Interface, which has repeatedly launched attacks and appeared before, is hiding somewhere? It seems that even if the small interface of Forgotten Land is obliterated, it has nothing to do with it.
It seems that only destruction is the only ending.
freeze!
ruthless!
desolate!
At this moment, an unexpected movement appeared in the frozen picture.
Little Red Candle, who was lying quietly on the jacquard blanket, stood up effortlessly.
Stimulated by the power of Mo Ling's hard work, the power of the curse seal that originally locked the apex of her heart was unlocked. Her consciousness came back from the previous space illusion with a blood moon, a chained hut and intoxicating liquor.
At this time, her eyes were as clear as a pool.
I saw her hands making a push-the-door motion, as if she had traveled from another world.
She took the first step confidently and said loudly: "I am Hongzhu——"
This voice penetrated the void and reached the sky, declaring its existence.
Suddenly, an indescribable pressure burst out from her body. She was wearing a black dress that danced like flying flowers, and her black hair curled back like flowing clouds.
Immediately, the shadow of a dignified and noble woman appeared behind her.
The woman in the shadow was wearing a gorgeous palace dress. The skirt reaches the floor and the veil flows. The brocade tube top reveals a pair of towering breasts that are both beautiful and unattractive. Her skin is as good as snow, with black eyebrows and red lips. Her long black hair is like a pile of clouds. She wears an exquisite headdress with golden phoenix wings spread on her bun. She is noble, elegant and extraordinary.
Immediately afterwards, the woman's shadow flashed and disappeared into Xiao Hongzhu's body.
The next moment, Xiao Hongzhu's height suddenly grew much taller.
When she took the second step, Xiao Hongzhu had completely transformed into the woman in the shadow just now.
If you look carefully, you can see that the woman's eyebrows are 50 or 60% similar to Xiao Hongzhu's, and there is no sense of inconsistency at all, as if they are the same person.
Immediately, a huge wave of soul power emitted from the dressed-up woman's body. Wherever he goes, the power of law is instantly redefined.
"Kakakaka!"
The void that was originally frozen by the power of the law of time seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and was covered with cracks that glowed like leaves and glowed with fluorescence.
"Crash-"
After a moment, the originally invisible power of the law of time shrouded in the void collapsed into countless broken lenses, and then burned up in dots of silver sparks.
Without the constraints of the law of time, the imprisoned world has regained its freedom.
Centered on the body of the dressed-up woman, this power spread out like a tidal wave. Jumping over grasslands, jumping over rivers, jumping over forests, jumping over mountains,... sweeping across the entire forgotten land.
Those birds that stopped in mid-air, the fish that jumped out of the river, the panicked wild boars in the woods, the ghost beasts that fled in the mountains, the stunned trial disciples of Tiangui Sect, the servants of Youfeng who knelt on the ground on Youfeng Mountain, the Wangyou Valley The green smoke solidifying from the burning incense in the hands of the praying people, the fallen leaves falling in the air... were re-infused with their souls in an instant.
They were breathing, moving, making various sounds, showing mottled and flowing light and shadow... vitality was rekindled.
The whole world started to move, and the long river of time began to flow in an orderly manner.
At this moment, Xu Yang and others in front of Wangyou Valley also regained their freedom.
They only remembered what happened before they were frozen by the law of time, and didn't know what happened afterwards. Each of them instinctively took a deep breath, and the comfort was many times better than the panacea.
The eyes of the crowd looking at Hongzhu were full of curiosity and awe.
"She saved everyone, who is she?" Bai Shaojie said secretly.
"Is this dignified and noble woman in front of me the true face of Xiao Hongzhu's sister?" Mu Jin whispered.
"How can the woman after Xiao Hongzhu's transformation make me feel a little familiar, and reveal a majesty that makes people have to bow their heads." The old village chief Lin Badi said to himself.
"What is the cultivation of this woman? She is so powerful that even this dragon can't sense it. Fortunately, she is not her opponent." The sound transmission of the scale dragon spirit came from the sheath of Guigu Changyang.
The lazy skeleton lying on Guigu Zan's shoulder stared at Hongzhu's back, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his chin. Then he rubbed his eyes with his own bone hands, even though there were no eyeballs in his empty eye sockets.
"Is this the person we wanted to kill before? What a stupid assassination. If she just moves her finger, I'm afraid we will have to report to hell." The six people in the three palaces of the Nether Realm looked at each other, not knowing whether to be thankful for surviving the disaster or to regret their previous stupid behavior.
"This woman is so beautiful, one of the most elegant women I have ever seen." Hong Haitang said secretly.
"This person's temperament actually reminds me of my mother who was Fengyi Tianxia in the Great Wei Kingdom, and she is even more majestic and inoffensive." Huang Jiu, who was originally the ninth prince of the Great Wei Kingdom, praised secretly.
"Where have I seen this woman before? A long time ago, I sneaked into the palace of the Nether Realm to drink and saw a woman in a portrait. That woman is a woman that people can only watch from a distance. If you get closer, you will feel that it is blasphemy." Drunkard Xiao held his chin with one hand and pondered.
"If my guess is correct, this person has enough cultivation to reach the realm of virtual immortals, and can actually resist the power of laws." Venerable Youfeng exclaimed.
The realm of virtual immortals is a large realm of cultivation above the realm of heavenly tribulation. For the first glimpse of the laws of heaven and earth, it can be called a half-human virtual immortal body.
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The powerful soul force released by the woman in the gorgeous dress rushed straight into the sky.
The Nine Snakes Statue in the sky seemed to have met its nemesis. The terrifying power of the Nine Tribulations of Destruction launched by it collapsed and disintegrated in the sky before it could descend.
A moment later, the Nine Snakes Statue disappeared in a flash of light and darkness.
The sky was clear, and the lonely and arrogant Black Sun was still left.
"The game is over!"
The red candle standing in the center of the world looked up at the Black Sun in the sky and said loudly.
The Black Sun in the sky hung there quietly, neither happy nor sad.
Suddenly, a strange space crack appeared in the void above the heads of the people in front of the Forget-Sorrow Valley, without a sound or a trace.
"Swoosh!"
A black shadow flashed in the dark space crack. The shadow retreated, revealing a person hovering in the sky.
The man had a small head, a sallow complexion, no flesh on his cheeks, and two sparse mustaches at the corners of his mouth. He wore an extremely loose, old-fashioned black brocade robe, which made his exposed head look surprisingly small.
It was the ghost messenger from before.
The ghost messenger half-bent over, holding his knee with one hand, panting and sweating.
Then he stared at his small eyes and said strangely: "Finally got here."
The ghost messenger leaned down and looked down.
When he saw Hongzhu, he immediately forced out a smile. Although, he was as ugly when he smiled as when he didn't smile.
Then he performed the art of flying in the air, and fell down as lightly as a black feather from the sky.
The ghost messenger didn't even look at Xu Yang and others behind Hongzhu, as if the others were transparent air, and came straight to Hongzhu.
He bowed deeply, and then said: "You are the Queen of the Netherworld, right? I am the Ghost Messenger No. 32 of the Netherworld. I am here to give you a handwritten message from the Netherworld Emperor by order of the Netherworld Emperor."
After saying that, he spread his hands and held out a scroll made of black iron, which was tied with a thin golden rope.
"It is the Iron Scroll of the Netherworld Emperor. Could it be that the Netherworld Emperor had expected that I would wake up early?" Hong Zhu looked at the iron scroll handed over by the Ghost Messenger and whispered.
The Ghost Messenger remained calm and laughed in his heart: "Hehe. The Netherworld Emperor has already explained that if you lose, I will go back and report. If you win, I will take out this iron scroll. In this world, even a powerful Netherworld Emperor cannot control everything in the future."
The woman in the gorgeous dress took the iron scroll, untied the golden string tied on it, and unfolded it. There was a line of words written on it - see you in the next hundred years.
"Congratulations to the Empress for passing the test. I, the 32nd Ghost Messenger, will take my leave."
After saying that, the Ghost Messenger took three steps back in an orderly manner, then turned around and flew away, re-entering the space crack from when he came. The crack closed without leaving a trace.
Watching the Ghost Messenger leave, the woman in the dress put away the iron scroll and said calmly: "In the next hundred years, I will naturally win again."
The woman in the dress turned around, smiled, and looked at the people in front of her, less majestic and more friendly.
"Lin Cangyuan, the first-rank deputy general of the Red Blood Corps, led his subordinates to pay homage to the Empress of the Great Netherworld." The old village chief Lin Badi knelt on the ground.
The butcher Laohen, the hunter Dali, the blacksmith Dachui, the white boss, the drunkard Xiao and others behind him also knelt on the ground. In their hearts, they have always been the subjects of the Netherworld.
"This is not the Netherworld. You don't have to stick to the Netherworld etiquette. Please stand up quickly. It's all my fault that I can't do it and let you suffer." The Queen of the Netherworld took two steps forward and helped Lin Badi up.
The old village chief Lin Badi burst into tears and didn't know what to say. Behind him, the hunter Dali, the butcher Laohen, and the blacksmith Dachui wiped their tears with their sleeves.
The spectators all burst into tears.
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