Chapter 301 Blood Hell King
The appearance of Old Ming obviously made many powerful people feel fearful.
This old senior can be described as a clear stream in the underworld. He sticks to the Three Lives Stone and saves countless souls. He is truly admired by everyone.
Moreover, no one has guessed his true origins so far, so his status is probably very high.
On Qing Mingzi's side, several powerful men frowned deeply.
Old Ming looked calm and not in a hurry at all.
The figure was somewhat hunched, even thin.
But just such a figure, standing in the void, was enough to frighten several powerful men.
Meng Po also bowed to Ming Lao and then turned around.
"The reconstruction is a good deed! It will benefit countless souls and stabilize the reincarnation of the underworld."
"Please everyone, for the sake of the general situation of the underworld, give way a step!"
"When the time comes, the underworld will stand with you all and forge a new path!"
Meng Po knew that if she came forward, she would represent the attitude of some "officials" in the underworld.
So he was quite careful in his words.
The wind and clouds are moving, and the evil spirits are surging.
When Qing Mingzi and other powerful people were afraid, another figure walked out from the boundless void.
He had a wicked smile on his face and looked very calm.
"The catastrophe is approaching. It would be unwise to weaken the overall strength of the underworld at this time."
"This king will not allow it."
The appearance of the person who came was very different from the many powerful people in the underworld.
The young man was dressed in a golden brocade robe, with a face as gentle as jade and a handsome appearance.
His aura was restrained, without any trace of death or evil.
The many powerful people present looked back and were all shocked.
Even Elder Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Blood Hell King, why don't you stay in your Blood Hell Abyss and come up to the underworld to join in the fun?"
Ming Lao's voice was somewhat solemn.
The young man known as the Blood Prison King chuckled:
"Old Ghost Ming, it's not your turn to ask what I want to do."
The boundless aura vibrated, and many powerful people present felt a sense of oppression.
All the evil spirits in the cliff area suddenly dissipated.
Only the terrifying aura of the Blood Hell King remained, still lingering.
Old Ming snorted coldly, and no emotion could be seen on his dry face.
He waved his hand and the space froze.
The evil spirit from the underworld that had dissipated miraculously returned to its original place.
Moreover, when Old Ming stretched out his hand, his magic power was boundless.
A star unexpectedly fell from the sky and condensed into a round bead as big as a fist, which blasted towards the Blood Hell King.
The aura of the stars was huge, with terrifying power, even the space was shattered and cracked inch by inch.
For a moment, the underworld was shaken, and countless souls were frightened and uneasy.
Unexpectedly, the round bead condensed from a whole star was easily held in the hand of the Blood Hell King and shrank several times in an instant.
Play with them casually, like marbles.
"Old Ghost Ming, are you...provoking this king?"
The Blood Hell King tilted his head slightly, with a playful look on his handsome face.
For a moment, dark clouds gathered in the underworld, and endless blood thunder descended, bringing with it the breath of annihilation of all things, which was extremely terrifying.
The Blood Hell King stood under endless dark clouds, with bloody thunder striking him from behind, but his body remained motionless and his temperament was extremely strange.
There was a hint of complexity and coldness in the green eyes of Old Ming.
"As a disciple of the Hades Emperor, how dare you come out and disobey the reconstruction?"
"Could it be that when the demon was rampant in ancient times, he didn't beat you badly enough?!"
The word "celestial demon" has almost become a taboo word for all parties.
Over the years, it has been constantly buried in attempts to make this name forgotten by the world.
But the Blood Hell King will never forget that figure.
"Old Ghost Ming, how dare you mention that bastard again!"
A look of rage flashed across the Blood Hell King's face, and his handsome features were somewhat distorted at this moment.
There is no bloody hell abyss in the underworld.
In that battle, one third of the underworld was destroyed!
After his defeat, he was punished by the Hades and condemned to eternal damnation in the abyss of the Blood Hell. He was not allowed to leave the underworld without permission!
Others were afraid of the Blood Hell King's unfathomable cultivation and his past identity.
But Ming Lao is not accustomed to it:
"Your life was bought by Lord Hades from the Heavenly Demon!"
"You know what price Lord Hades paid for this!"
"I advise you to go back to your bloody abyss and stop causing trouble!"
The Blood Hell King had a grim look on his face, and the golden brocade robe on his body became somewhat dull, as if it would turn into a sea of blood at any time.
"That old guy is going the wrong way!"
"If he had listened to me...how could we have lost the battle between Heaven and Hell?"
"This king...will not allow reconstruction to happen again!"
An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the Blood Hell King.
It was so overwhelming that all the powerful people present bent their waists slightly.
Even the priest in Meng Po's body was wailing, as if unable to bear this terrifying power.
The underworld roared, as if responding to the Blood Hell King.
The Yellow Springs Road in all directions was trembling, even the sky-supporting sacred tree in the center of the underworld was shaking.
The Blood Hell King was once a disciple of the Underworld Emperor and inherited all the great ways.
He has also made great contributions to the underworld and is a meritorious person to the three realms.
It’s a pity that in that chaotic and glorious period, only the final winner would attract the attention of the world.
The celestial demon that suddenly appeared defeated him and caused him to fall into the demon of his heart.
The road becomes more and more deviant.
But it is undeniable that the Blood Hell King was once recognized as a peerless genius in the three realms.
His cultivation is now unfathomable and immeasurable.
Old Ming exuded his aura to help Meng Po and the powerful people on his side offset the pressure.
However, looking at the face of the Blood Hell King and the anger in his eyes, Old Ming sighed.
The voice was surprisingly softer and full of complex meaning.
"Child, don't be stubborn anymore..."
Hearing these two words, many powerful people looked at them sideways, but they did not dare to ask or speak out.
In a dim hall, the Hades stood before the throne, staring at the direction of the cliff, frowning and sighing.
"This stupid boy has been locked up for a million years and nothing has happened to him."
"But he showed up again before the catastrophe happened."
"It really is a calamity that has come, and it cannot be stopped..."
The Hades looked up at the sky, and for a moment, no one knew what he was thinking.
His expression actually showed some helplessness and loneliness.
And the cliff.
The atmosphere was so tense.
Facing the sigh of Ming Lao.
The Blood Hell King waved his sleeves lightly, snorted coldly, and didn't even look at him.
"Without even showing your face, you stirred up such a situation."
"It caused more than a dozen powerful people to confront each other over this."
"I want to see what kind of person is in charge of the reconstruction!"
He stretched out his white, slender hand, as if penetrating the boundless void, ignoring all rules.
Far away place.
Li Yuanben was sitting cross-legged and taking a nap, thinking about his next steps.
But the void shattered, and a crystal-clear, white, slender hand emerged from nowhere and grabbed him away.
Li Yuan:
"Why??!"
Li Yuan instinctively wanted to take out the Pluto's Order, but the crystal hand emitting a faint light actually made his thoughts freeze for a moment.
In an instant, he disappeared from the spot.