Chapter 827

Ancestor?

Su Yi couldn't help but glance at the grey-robed man at the head, and vaguely guessed the origin of the other party.

"Fellow Daoist, our purpose this time is not to save people."

Cui Weizhong couldn't help reminding him.

When he heard the words of the gray-robed man, he was taken aback, worried that in order to save people today, the gray-robed man would attract the attention of the Cui family, which would be bad.

"Of course I know."

The gray-robed man glanced at Cui Weizhong coldly, "Don't worry, we are here tonight, just to arrange some means here, and it will come in handy on the day of the Lantern Festival."

Cui Weizhong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "This is the best."

He was a dignified emperor in the middle stage of the Xuanzhao realm, but when he faced the gaze of the gray-robed man, he felt a fatal danger, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Walk."

The gray-robed man took the lead and swept away.

Others followed.

Qu Mingwei kept looking at Su Yi, as if he was afraid that he would escape when others were unprepared.

Su Yi naturally couldn't escape.

Soon, when he reached the vicinity of the ninety-nine bronze pillars standing high in the sky, a hoarse and sharp voice suddenly sounded:

"How many years, someone finally came!!"

I saw a ragged, scrawny old man screaming excitedly on a huge bronze pillar, struggling, and the blood-colored chains imprisoned on his body rattled.

But let him struggle, to no avail.

Immediately afterwards, a loud voice sounded:

"Who are you? Are you here to save us?"

An old voice asked anxiously.

"Fellow Daoists, please help me to break the shackles. When I get out of trouble, there will be a great reward!"

There are excited screams for help in a hurry.

"What about the people who adjudicated the Si Cui family? Are they all dead?"

A voice of resentment and hatred shouted sharply.

I saw more than a dozen figures with terrifying breaths on the bronze pillars that were motionless, all of them seemed to wake up and struggled at this moment.

These prisoners do not know how many years they have been suppressed here, and their appearances are terrible, but the fierce aura exuding from their bodies is still extremely scary.

"Seniors, don't be impatient, and listen to me."

I saw the gray-robed man speak in a deep voice, suppressing all the voices in the place.

The dozen or so prisoners all turned their gazes over.

"I'm waiting here, the purpose is to break the seal of this place, so that the seniors have a chance to see the sun again!"

The gray-robed man opened his mouth.

These prisoners were suppressed here a long time ago. They all have extremely terrifying origins, and it is nothing to call them "senior".

"Great!"

"Hahaha, I've finally come to an end! When I get out of trouble, I have to kill everyone in the Cui family!"

The prisoners were all excited.

After being suppressed for endless years, most of the prisoners here have long been unable to withstand the erosion of the years, their vitality has passed, and they have completely fallen.

Only a dozen of them have survived until now. When they learn that they can get out of trouble, who can not be excited?

"Seniors, don't be in a hurry. In another month, it will be the Thousand Lantern Festival once in a thousand years. When that day comes, it will be the day when all the seniors get out of trouble."

The gray-robed man said solemnly, "However, before that, I would like to ask you all to promise me one thing."

Immediately, the prisoners calmed down.

"Fellow Daoist, let's hear it."

Someone asked.

The gray-robed man said: "It's very simple. Before the Lantern Festival, I hope that all seniors will not leak the news that I have been here tonight, so as not to be noticed by the Cui family."

"This matter is easy to handle. As long as I can get out of trouble, I will definitely not reveal what happened tonight!"

"Not bad."

The prisoners were obviously relieved and agreed.

"After so many years, these guys have been tortured to the point of being inhuman and ghostly, and their vitality has been severely drained. Even if they can get out of trouble, what use can they be used for a while?"

Su Yi secretly said.

However, he also knows that if these guys are allowed to escape, with their means, sooner or later, they will be able to restore their old ways.

If so, how much turmoil and bloodshed will be caused in this world.

It should be noted that all the characters who were suppressed in the third floor of the Judgment Division's underground prison were all fierce and powerful emperors a long time ago.

Next, the gray-robed man stopped delaying and led the crowd to the distance.

After passing through this huge bronze pillar and flying forward a hundred miles, a black mountain appeared in the distance.

This mountain is like a giant cauldron that reaches the sky and the ground, with blood-colored chains hanging down like waterfalls, densely packed, completely covering the mountain.

Before getting close, a terrifying and boundless force of restraining fluctuations spread out.

That kind of breath made the gray-robed man and the others all turn pale and stopped.

"Here should be the most dangerous 'Tianding Mountain' in the Judgment Division's prison. It is rumored that in ancient times, there were several extremely evil and terrifying existences suppressed here.

Qu Mingwei's face was full of surprise and fear.

"As far as I know, with the destruction of the Judgment Division, in the following years, the source power of Tianding Mountain gradually faded away, far less than before, and in the end, it even almost made several people who were suppressed under that mountain several times. Terror exists to get out of trouble."

Cui Weizhong showed a look of reminiscence, "About 30,000 years ago, Sword Master Xuanjun traveled to the Netherworld and was invited by our ancestor Cui Longxiang. The two of them joined forces to re-seal Tianding Mountain. Only to completely suppress those terrifying existences."

Xuanjun Sword Master!

Hearing this name, the eyelids of everyone present jumped.

I saw Cui Weizhong continued: "At that time, Sword Master Xuan Jun once suppressed a precious treasure on the top of Tianding Mountain."

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously raised their eyes and looked at the top of Tianding Mountain.

However, due to the extremely distant distance and the barrier of the forbidden formation, they could only vaguely see that there seemed to be an altar standing at the top of the Dingshan Mountain that day.

Su Yi was also looking at Tianding Mountain, with a slightly dazed expression.

At the beginning, when he and Cui Longxiang arrived here, it was when he was at the peak of the road in his previous life.

At that time, he also asked Cui Longxiang why he didn't completely kill the murderous people in this place, so as to save the Cui family to guard this place from generation to generation.

However, Cui Longxiang said that life is better than death, which is the biggest punishment for those who have sinned to the sky.

This is the judgment made by the ancestor of the Cui family, who is the head of the Judgment Division, in ancient times, and it should be freely executed by the Cui family from generation to generation.

Right at this moment, the grey-robed man headed by his body suddenly released a blood-shattering aura, and said solemnly:

"Fei Changting, the ninth-generation descendant of the Demon Clan, come to visit our ancestor!"

Every word, like a dull blast of thunder, resounded through the world.

"The Great Perfection of the Profound Light Realm of the Demon Clan!"

Cui Weizhong sucked in a breath, and only then did he realize the origin and cultivation of the gray-robed man at the head.

The Demon Clan, an ancient ethnic group entrenched in the "Shen Tu Domain", it is said that the ancestor of this clan is a real innate god and demon!

Shentu Realm is one of the six realms and thirteen realms of the Netherworld, and it is also the place where the power of the devil is distributed.

The Demon Clan is one of the top demonic forces in the Shentu Domain, and it is also one of the five major demonic forces in the entire Netherworld!

Qu Mingwei, the man in the animal robe, and the woman in the black robe all looked as usual.

Undoubtedly, they already knew the identity of the gray-robed man Fei Changting.

"Sure enough, it's a bloodline of magic."

Su Yi secretly said, also not surprised.

Boom!

As Fei Changting's voice spread, the Tianding Mountain in the distance suddenly vibrated violently, and the countless blood-colored chains covering the mountain were madly tossing and whistling.

Then, a black light struggled out from under the dense chains, and manifested into an illusory stalwart figure in the void.

This is obviously a dharma of will, and it is extremely vague.

But to be able to reveal such a dharma image from the suppression of Tianding Mountain, one can imagine what a terrifying existence his deity is.

This stalwart figure stands on the ground, although he can't see his face clearly, but the fierce and fierce aura that is so unrestrained and publicized is extremely intimidating.

At this moment, except for Su Yi, everyone else was terrified and their bodies froze.

"Are you here to save this seat?"

The stalwart figure spoke, his voice dry and low.

When he spoke, he was still under the suppression of Tianding Mountain's prohibitive power, and the blood-colored chains were slapped on his body like whips, causing him to tremble all over, and the black light was surging.

But he did not dodge or avoid it, turning a blind eye.

"Reporting to the ancestors, this junior is indeed here for this matter, but...it will have to wait until a month later."

Fei Changting said respectfully, "At that time, with the advent of the Lantern Festival, the Cui family will be caught in an unprecedented internal and external trouble, and the ancestors can take this opportunity to get out of trouble!"

"Why not now?"

The stalwart figure asked, his tone had no mood swings, indifference and coldness.

"This...according to the clan's plan, we have to wait until..."

Fei Changting was about to explain.

The stalwart figure interrupted: "Let me ask you, can you break the Tianding Mountain Forbidden Array now?"

Fei Changting took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Returning to the ancestors, with my strength and the secret treasures on my body, I still... can't do this step."

Speaking of this, he hurriedly said: "However, we are sure to set up a forbidden teleportation array here, and when the Lantern Festival is coming, gather the powerhouses of all parties and use the power of the teleportation forbidden array to enter this place in one fell swoop. Help the old man get out of trouble!"

The stalwart figure said: "A month... or so, I will wait a little longer."

In his voice, there was a rare trace of anticipation and excitement.

The gray-robed man was relieved and said, "Old Ancestor, the clan has been planning for a long time to welcome you back, and I am confident that this time I can not only help you out of trouble, but also destroy the Cui family and avenge you!"

The voice was firm.

But at this moment, a scoff sounded suddenly.

The sound was not loud, but in this depressing and dull world, it seemed extraordinarily abrupt.

Swish!

All eyes are directed towards the same person.

It was a young man in a robe, standing leisurely with his hands behind his back, a sneering smile on his lips.