Chapter 1624

In the fairy tale, hell has 18 floors, and each floor has a palace of hell.

In fact, it's not. It's on the first floor. It's a very special space world among the three worlds. It's where most souls go. After all, there are very few souls who can pass the tests and enter the spirit Hall of the gods.

It is located at the bottom of the three boundary holographic map, but it is not displayed on the map. It is almost the relationship between the north pole and the south pole, one at the top and one at the bottom, on the three boundary holographic map. At the same time, it is also an extreme relationship, one to the high level and one to the low level. But whether it is the highest Rune space or the lowest underworld, it is invisible. If you don't go after death, you can only enter through special channels.

Previously, Ma Mian took Ning Tao once. At that time, he was not even an immortal.

A thousand years later, I wonder if the horse face is still there?

I don't know whether the goods continue to be ghosts or reincarnated.

Maybe it's the reason for this thought. Ning Tao opened the channel to the underworld with the three boundary FA Yin. The intervention point is where Mamian's home is located.

Coming out of the energy channel, the face is a bloody sea, which is like a wave of blood coming to the shore one after another. This glance gave Ning Tao a familiar feeling. He turned and looked, and a huge orange tree came into his sight again. There is also a yard behind the orange tree, with green bricks and yellow tiles. It looks quite exquisite.

That orange tree is the golden spring orange in the underworld.

That yard is the home of Mamian. It used to be a hut or a stone house. Ning Tao doesn't remember. It's normal for Mamian to renovate the house in a thousand years.

"Is that... Huangquan orange?" Wu Yue also saw it.

Ning Tao nodded: "yes, that's the huangquan orange tree. I planted it."

"You planted it?" Wu Yue was not surprised to see such a big huangquan orange tree, but she was surprised to hear Ning Tao say he planted it.

Ning Tao said, "I gave horse noodles a thousand years ago, and I don't know he is now..."

Before he finished, a woman came out of the green brick and yellow tile yard. She was wearing a white Hip Wrap Skirt, red high-heeled shoes and a tight black T-shirt. Her figure was convex and tilted back, which was very pleasing to the eyes. It's just that the face is obviously plastic surgery, not to mention the existence of Ning Tao. Even ordinary people can see it.

In his eyes, no matter how beautiful it is, it can't be put into his eyes.

"Who are you and what do you want? I warn you, if you dare to make up your mind about yellow spring oranges, you'll be dead, Smecta." The female ghost spoke and said Koryo.

As soon as Wu Yue frowned, he would stretch out his hand to pat him.

She is now the God of death. She slapped her face in the past, not to mention the little female ghost. Even if she is a ghost king, she has to be shot out of her wits.

Ning Tao grabbed her hand: "that horse face helped me. This ghost may be his daughter-in-law. Spare her life."

Wu Yue said, "for your sake, I will spare her once, but you are my Lord God and I am the Father God of the child. The underworld I dominate is not allowed to be disrespectful to you."

This is overbearing, but she is absolutely qualified to say so, because she is indeed the God of destiny and death, that is, the master of the underworld. When the ghost king sees her, he will kneel down.

Even if the Koryo ghost can't see the aperture on the two gods, she can't feel the divine power or anything, but she can understand the dialogue between the two gods. As a result, Wu Yue said that she was stunned at first, and then flopped down and knelt on the ground.

"Are you... Gods?" The voice of the Koryo ghost trembled badly.

Ning Tao said, "I am the Lord of the three realms. The God of destiny and death is standing beside me. I have a little friendship with Ma Mian. Where is he now?"

The Gaoli female ghost trembled and said, "I'm the concubine of the horse faced ghost king. He's the ghost king of Yindu... Go west and you'll be there a hundred miles."

With these words, she got wet on the ground on her knees and was scared to pee.

"Let's go. The ghost is... It smells bad." Wu Yue looked disgusted.

If Ma Mian is at home, Ning Tao will stay and talk about the past, and then give Ma Mian a chance. But I didn't expect to come this time. Mamian is not the little ghost of that year, but has become the ghost king.

The God of giving birth has been sitting on the throne of the Supreme God King for a thousand years, and he has been bored for a thousand years. Can't someone else become a ghost King through his own efforts and struggle? Perhaps the yellow spring orange given to Ma Mian by Ning Tao played a vital role.

A golden cloud appeared at the feet of Ning Tao and Wu Yue, and then flew to the West with two great gods.

A hundred miles away, it passed in an instant.

The Yin was a city in all directions, and the surrounding moats were flowing with scarlet blood and fishy smell. There are few buildings in the city. In the center of the city, there is an existence that looks like a temple. It must be the Yin palace of horse face. The Koryo ghost guarding the house of his hometown should be his favorite person, otherwise he wouldn't guard such an important orange tree in huangquan.

In addition to several buildings in the middle of the city, there are no other buildings in the city. Some are deep pits, fire oil pools, iron cages, gallows and so on. On the square wall, there are hundreds of wooden stakes with people nailed to them. Some ghosts are peeling, others are digging, some are sawing legs, and some are floating in hot oil

On a main road, a long line is heading for the Yindu city. The ghost on his way rode an old cow. He also had a cow's head with two curved horns on his head. However, what he held in his hand was not a weapon to frighten ghosts, but a music player with a pair of headphones stuffed into his ears.

That should be the ox head ghost. He took the ghost from the earth and sent it to Yin for trial. But the player in his hand and the earphone on his ear destroy the harmony of the picture, but remind people that this is the modern underworld, not the underworld in those fairy tales.

Ning Tao originally wanted to see Ma Mian, but seeing the tortured ghost in Yindu City, he felt a little sick and didn't want to go.

"Why, don't you want to go in and have a look?" Wu Yue said. Her reaction is very normal. She is a decisive woman. She fought the world in the past time and space. I'm afraid the bloody things she experienced are more terrible than this hell, so she didn't have any uncomfortable reaction.

Ning Tao said, "after thinking about it, I'd better not go. Those ghosts who are being punished are people with sins. They did bad things when they were alive, and it's also right to suffer in the underworld after they died. I, the leader of the three realms, have gone. If I don't give an amnesty, it's not appropriate, so I won't go, so as not to give an amnesty to those ghosts with sins."

Wu Yue smiled: "you are so thoughtful. Where shall we go next?"

Ning Tao thought for a moment and said, "I came to the underworld once, but I only stayed in front of Mamian's house for a while. I didn't go far. This ghost town was also the first time I saw it. I don't know how big the underworld is. How about going for a walk?"

"Well, I'm the God of fate and death. I also want to know how big my territory is." Wu Yue said.

The golden God cloud carried the two great gods and continued to fly to the West.

There was once a god of death in the underworld. Ning Tao vaguely remembered his name. He couldn't remember clearly. The God of death is also on the prehistoric holy mountain, which is the conspiracy of Wu and himia. Now, the old day dies and the new day stands. Ning Tao has become the Lord of the three realms. He sits on the holy mountain and will continue to have gods go up to the holy mountain to become new gods and get the divine throne. Wu Yue is an example. The former God of death is dead, and she takes office now.

When the golden cloud flew over the Yindu City, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals in the city almost roared excitedly, and the sound even overshadowed the scream of the whole city.

"Shit, what's going on?" Ma Mian ran out of a room in the ghost King's palace. He had only a pair of shorts. His face and body were full of lipstick prints. He didn't know what he had just experienced.

When he ran out of the door, he had just seen the golden God cloud passing through the city, and his chin almost fell to the ground. However, his reaction was not slow. He was just stunned and knelt down, shouting: "the ghost king of the Yin capital has a horse to meet the great God, please come down and have a chat."

Ning Tao heard this and replied, "Ma Mian, do you remember me? I have something to do now. Come back to me later."

The sound sounded like a divine bell.

The ghost soldiers, ghost generals and ghosts in the whole city were frightened. Even the ghosts who were tortured and screaming just opened their mouths and made no sound.

"The voice... Is so familiar, but why don't I remember what great God I know?" The horse's face talked to himself, and his heart was confused.

Of course, he remembered Ning Tao. Every time he ate huangquan oranges, he would talk about the kindness of brother Ning, but he never dreamed that Ning Tao became a fairy and a God, and finally became the Lord of the three worlds. Therefore, he could not guess who the great God standing on the golden cloud was.

The golden God cloud went all the way west, thousands of miles in a flash, and saw several ghost cities along the way.

There is a ghost town dominated by white people. The ghost soldiers, ghosts, generals and ghosts in the city are all white, and the prisoners are also white. There are few black brothers soaking in the oil pan, so it is not easy to see people.

It's also strange. The weapons held by the white ghost soldiers in the white ghost city are actually modern weapons, long guns, short guns, artillery tanks and so on. It gives Ning Tao the feeling that it is like a military base in the lighthouse country thousands of years ago.

Of course, the ghost town cannot be the military base of the lighthouse country, which has been dead for a thousand years.

In fact, whether it's holding swords and shields or shooting a tank with a long gun, those things are burned down in the sun. If there is a war in the underworld, you have to spell mana and magic tools. Nuclear bombs don't work. I'm afraid there's nothing left for the families of the deceased?