Chapter 2332 How to Deal with It

In the sea of ​​sand.

Gu Xiuyun waved his palm and took one hundred thousand pieces of sword sand into his body.

"Qinghuang, Qinghuang, you probably still don't know what the Holy Opportunity is, right?"

"If you knew that the treasure of the entire Netherworld was hidden in that opportunity, you wouldn't have left lightly."

Gu Xiuyun sighed secretly.

As he spoke, the remnant soul of the God Emperor of the Dark Sky appeared in front of him.

"Mingkong, open the folding space. I know you must have the secret to open it." Gu Xiuyun said quietly.

Before Nightmare led the powerful men into the folded space, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect were already inside. It was obvious that these people had mastered the secret to opening the space.

In the Netherworld Sect, apart from Nightmare, Netherworld has the highest level.

The space magic formula must be in his hands.

"You're dreaming."

The Emperor of the Dark Sky sneered sternly, "You have already left there, so don't even think about going in again. Although the leader of our sect has died, there are still the Ancient Sage of Youhai and many disciples, and they can still seize the opportunity to be holy."

"Yeah?"

Gu Xiuyun smiled and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that Pindao also has a martial arts clone inside. Even if you don't agree, I can still take away the holy treasure, but it will take more effort. But if you open the folding space, I will Spare your life."

As he spoke, Gu Xiuyun moved his fingertips slightly, and strong Qi surrounded his body.

"Musha?"

Emperor Mingkong's eyes widened.

How can it be?

Gu Xiuyun and the Nightmare God Emperor have been walking in the extreme realm for so many years and have encountered countless dangers. No one knows that he is a warrior. There is such a big difference between divine power and true energy. How did he hide it?

"Besides, I have another thing to tell you."

Gu Xiuyun said leisurely, "Before leaving the folding space, I gave him the Three Swords of the Ancient Saint of Nether Sea. Even if he doesn't die, he won't be able to fight with others in a short time, so your Netherworld Sect has no hope."

"Emperor Karma..." God Emperor Ningkong was so angry that his soul trembled, "Since Netherworld Sect has been destroyed in your hands, does it still matter whether I do it or not? Just kill me!"

"Don't worry!"

Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "Actually, the only person I want to kill is Mengxiang. As for you, the ghost, and the ghost, if you don't escape, I won't bother to do it. After all, I have to take into account Brother Jiuyou's thoughts. With his temperament, he should be able to do it." Spare your lives."

"Jiuyou..."

Ming Kong fell into deep thought.

Little did he know that Jiuyou had already asked Emperor Zhu Sha to show mercy.

Gu Xiuyun's dust clone is in the folded space, so he naturally knows this very well.

"Mingkong, Nightmare is dead, but that doesn't mean that the Netherworld Sect has been exterminated."

Gu Xiuyun continued, "You also have a God Emperor and a group of ancient saints, plus those top overlords. If you can get the opportunity of the Holy Netherworld, it is not impossible to rise in the future. And with my friendship with Jiuyou, I have to leave some benefits for you, think about it clearly, should I just wait for a moment to make a comeback?"

"Okay, I'll open the space for you."

The Emperor of the Dark Sky finally made up his mind.

At this point, he has no choice. It doesn't make much difference to Gu Xiuyun whether he can open the space or not. At most, the main battle clone will stay outside and be attacked by the wind and sand every day.

But if the other person is telling the truth.

Ming Kong can get part of the opportunity of Nether Saint, and he may become the Six Ultimate Divine Emperor or even the Seven Ultimate Ancestor Emperor in the future.

By then, Netherworld Sect will naturally rise again.

call!

A series of magical patterns appeared in the void. The patterns perfectly matched the surrounding wind and sand, gradually forming a huge portal.

"Um?"

"Is the folding space opened?"

The Netherworld Sect disciples, Xuanyang, Liuli Tianma and others in the space all saw the portal in the distance, with different expressions on their faces.

It seems that the Emperor of the Underworld has also rebelled.

"It's over!"

The Ancient Sage of Youhai sat weakly on the ground, his face extremely despairing, "The sect leader is dead, the demons and ghosts have fallen, Mingkong has also betrayed the sect, and the Netherworld Sect has no hope anymore."

Those Netherworld Sect disciples were even more frightened.

If they were just facing Zhu Sha and the Three Black Scale Saints, they would still have the courage to fight, but Gu Xiuyun...how to fight!

A sword energy from the opponent can sweep away all the strong men in the space.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuyou."

Emperor Zhu Sha looked to his side, "It's a good thing for you that Mingkong's rebellion is a rebellion. Even the disciples of Netherworld Sect are not convinced by you, but Mingkong has bowed his head, and others will definitely respond. Except for the Ancient Sage of Youhai, there should be no one from Netherworld Sect." I won’t go against you again.”

"I see."

Emperor Jiuyou glanced at the figures in the formation, and finally looked at the ancient saint of Youhai in the distance.

Among these Netherworld Sect strongmen, the one who is most loyal to Nightmare is Youhai. Logically speaking, he should ask Gu Xiuyun to help solve Youhai, but if he does that, Netherworld Sect will no longer have six powerful people, and the sect will also will be completely reduced to ordinary forces.

"I believe that Youhai will not do anything to harm the sect."

Emperor Jiuyou's voice was particularly firm.

…

Above the void.

The space portal is completely formed.

Gu Xiuyun and the Mingkong God Emperor walked into the folding space.

At this moment, the Netherworld Sect disciples and all the powerful men were all quiet. Their eyes fell on Gu Xiuyun. Some were hopeful, some were frightened, some were desperate, and some were An Ran who was indifferent to life and death. Everyone was quietly waiting for their own ending.

However, Gu Xiuyun ignored everyone and walked directly to the entrance of the temple.

"Jiuyou, you should handle the affairs of Netherworld Sect by yourself!"

"If they are willing to follow you, the four branch halls will allow them to enter and exit. If they are not willing, they can stay in the folding space as long as they don't go out."

"As for Fellow Daoist Xuanyang and Fellow Daoist Ma, how many opportunities you can get depends on your own ability. I will not interfere."

After saying this, Gu Xiuyun flew into the hall.

His voice was not concealed and spread throughout the space in an instant.

"Daoist Ye... won't kill us?"

"How is it possible? He was going to kill before. He killed the two uncles of the God Emperor Chi Mei and Gui Ying with a sword. Why is he showing mercy now?"

"Didn't you hear him? As long as they don't leave the folding space, the three uncles of the God Emperor have torn the space cracks. Daoist Ye will definitely kill them."

"Is that so!"

"Uncle Chi Mei and Uncle Gui Ying died unjustly."

The faces of the disciples of the Netherworld Sect were extremely wonderful. There was joy of escaping death, surprise that was caught off guard, and resentment hidden in the frustration.

All these expressions could not stop the desire for the Supreme Saint's opportunity.

Before entering the folded space, they did not know where they were going, but after entering, Mingkong and others no longer concealed the news, and the opportunity of the temple spread immediately.

In these years, every disciple of the Netherworld Sect has been eager to enter the temple, read the Holy Scriptures, and practice the Supreme Saint's secrets... This desire made them frantically arrange the formation, but in the end they still failed.

Unexpectedly, just when all the disciples of the Netherworld Sect were desperate, they ushered in a new life.

Every disciple began to waver in their hearts.

Especially the Mingkong lineage, those disciples were originally disciples of Mingkong, and their own master had bowed his head, so why were they still hypocritical?

In a short moment, a large group of people walked out of the formation barrier.

...

"Jiuyou, you can handle the family affairs of the Netherworld Sect yourself, I will go to practice first."

Emperor Zhusha turned and flew to the core space.

…

"Brother, let's go too! I haven't finished reading the Qingsong Secret Book yet, and I always feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, come to think of it, I also haven't read two volumes of books carefully. Maybe if I read them again, I can break the barrier of desperate situation."

"What's a mere book? The Swallowing Spirit Pearl of the Qizhen Hall is really precious. When I was in the Hunyuan Void, I tried my best to get only one. The Qizhen Hall actually has tens of thousands of them. I must get them all."

The three Black Scale brothers said as they walked towards the four branch halls.

…

"All gone?"

"Aren't they afraid that I will take the opportunity to leave the folding space?"

The Ancient Saint of the Dark Sea glanced around the temple. At this moment, only the seriously injured Xuan Yang and Liuli Tianma were left. These two people could not stop him.

However, after hesitating for a moment, the Ancient Saint of the Dark Sea still did not move.

Even if he really rushed out of the folding space, how far could he escape? Moreover, the chance to be a saint was right before his eyes. If he said he was not tempted, it would be a lie. However, the Ancient Saint of Youhai felt extremely aggrieved when he was asked to submit to Jiuyou.

"I'll wait a moment. Maybe there will be another chance in the future."

The Ancient Saint of Youhai closed his eyes and sat down directly on the spot, with an attitude of neither leaving nor bowing his head.