Chapter 1847 From Hell

In the Demon Sect, the black-robed old man's soul card suddenly shattered, alarming countless masters.

Soul cards are made of a special material that can establish subtle connections with humans, monsters, etc. Each human or monster can establish a connection with a soul card. If a human or monster dies, the soul card will It will shatter; on the contrary, if the soul card shatters without reason, the corresponding human or monster must be scattered.

The demon sect sent out masters and hurried to Yuxu Holy Palace, and the senior officials of Yuxu Holy Palace were also gloomy, because the soul cards of their masters were also shattered, indicating that the masters of their sect were also dead.

"Didn't you say that there is only one guardian of the first stage of the late martial arts saint around Han Yu? Why did you send two masters of the first stage of the late stage martial arts, and they both fell?" .

"We made a mistake. The guardians around Han Yu are definitely more than the first level of Huabi in the late stage of martial arts." Yun Daoyuan said sadly.

The master of the first level of Huabi in the late stage of Wusheng, but his ancestor, was one of the trump cards of Yuxu Sacred Palace, and he didn't expect to disappear like this.

"Could it be that rooster-headed monster?" The Demon Cult asked. Although they had never participated in the grand festival of Yaochi, they were very familiar with the legend of the rooster-headed monster.

"Looking at it now, it's likely to be it. It's really unreasonable. How can a master of the monster clan become Han Yu's guardian?" Yun Daoyuan said angrily.

"What we have to do now is not to complain here, but to quickly find a way to get rid of Han Yu and his guardian." Suddenly, Ling Xiao spoke in an extremely low voice. She became more and more uneasy, and thinking about Han Yu's growth trajectory really made her worry about the future.

Yun Daoyuan and the masters of the Devil's Cult were taken aback for a moment, and the Devil's Cult alone said coldly: "It's easy to say, how to get rid of them?"

Ling Xiao said: "Presumably there are more powerful figures in your faction. Han Yu is obviously going to fight with your faction forever. Is your faction willing to watch him grow forever?"

A member of the Devil's Cult said proudly: "Our Devil's Cult naturally has more powerful figures sleeping, but the time to wake up has not yet come, otherwise Han Yu and his guardian can be crushed to death with one finger."

Ling Xiao and Yun Daoyuan looked at each other, a strange light flashed in their eyes, Yun Daoyuan said: "Can your faction wake up that master in advance and let him go out and kill Han Yu?"

The Demon Cult member shook his head and said, "Those people have bad tempers. Whoever dares to wake them up in advance will die first."

"How many?" Yun Daoyuan and Ling Xiao's hearts trembled.

Seeing Ling Xiao and Yun Daoyuan's surprised expressions, the members of the Devil's Cult began to feel complacent.

In the end, the two sides did not reach a consensus, and the members of the Demon Cult left, and they decided to endure it for the time being.

But Ling Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, and asked: "Senior Yun, is there still a senior sleeping in Yuxu Sacred Palace?"

Although Lingxiao and Yuxu Sacred Palace are from the same lineage, they are not from the same sect after all, and they don't know much about Yuxu Sacred Palace.

Yun Daoyuan thought for a while and said, "There is only one senior who can kill Han Yu's guardian in the sleeping man."

Ling Xiao asked, "What cultivation?"

Yun Daoyuan said: "The cultivation base of the third stage of Huabi in the later stage of Wusheng."

Ling Xiao said: "Senior Yun, quickly wake up that senior and let him go out."

Yun Daoyuan showed a look of embarrassment, and said: "The senior gave the death order before he fell asleep, and he must wait for the suppression of the Dao to disappear completely..."

Ling Xiao said angrily: "What time is it now, you still worry about this, after that senior wakes up, he will know your difficulties, and he will never embarrass you."

Yun Daoyuan said: "Miss Lingxiao, are we a little worried too much? Now that the suppression of Dao has not completely disappeared, it is impossible for Han Yu to break through the realm of the late martial saint, and his guardian can't go any further. Han Yu and his guardians have been rampant for a while?"

Ling Xiao shook her head and said: "Han Yu's guardian is not a trouble, Han Yu himself is a big trouble, we can't give him any more time."

Yun Daoyuan said: "No matter how powerful Han Yu is, he can't break through the way to suppress him, right?"

Ling Xiao said with a sullen face: "Holy Lord Yun, I respect you and call you senior, but don't forget, the status of Yuxu Holy Palace and your position. I am not asking for your opinion, I want you to wake up the Senior."

Yun Daoyuan's face instantly became ugly, being scolded by a junior like this, he was instantly furious.

"That's the end of my words. If Holy Master Yun thinks about it, come see me." Ling Xiao stood up and strode away.

When she disappeared from sight, Yun Daoyuan finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and smashed the chair next to him with his palm.

"Damn it..." Yun Daoyuan was trembling with anger, "Now we are the only ones left in the Yuxu Sacred Palace in the Eight Directions World, and we still regard ourselves as the master? How unreasonable..."

Han Yu traveled all the way, deliberately keeping his whereabouts under the eyes of the public.

But to Han Yu's disappointment, after more than ten days, neither the Devil's Sect nor Yuxu Holy Palace sent anyone to hunt him down, and his plan to wait for a rabbit came to nothing.

"If you don't come to me, then I will go to you!"

After Han Yu made up his mind, he was going to rush to Yaochi Holy Palace. He had to make preparations before making a move.

After drinking the last sip of wine in the glass, Han Yu stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly, a familiar face came into Han Yu's eyes.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. This old man was the mysterious master who appeared in the northern wilderness in the past and stopped the war.

The old man was as familiar as he came, and went directly to Han Yu's table and sat down. Han Yu paused and sat back.

"Will you pour me a glass of wine for this guest?" the old man said lightly, his tone was very relaxed, but his face was extremely serious. His black complexion looked like he had just crawled out of a pile of charcoal.

Han Yu poured him a glass of wine and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Han Yu didn't like the old man very much, and he didn't speak very politely.

The old man said: "I'm here to give you a chance."

Han Yu sneered, "I thought you were meddling again."

The old man glared at Han Yu, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know the origin of this old man?"

Han Yu shook his head.

The old man said: "Do you know that what you just said is enough to make this old man kill you?"

Han Yu said: "You won't, you are a big man who maintains peace in the world, how can you take your anger out on the boy because of a word from the boy."

The old man snorted softly, and threw a black iron plate on the table. On the front is engraved a dragon and a dragon in ancient times - the ground.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. Turn the iron plate over, and on the other side, there is an ancient complex script painted on iron with silver hooks - Fu.

This old man is from the underworld.