Chapter 397 Night Villa

The Lord of the Netherworld was also stunned.

He thought this would be a long and fierce battle, but he never thought that this huge force that even he could not shake was as simple as a 1 to the Taixuan Dao Sect.

With just a few words, they determined the survival of the Skull Valley.

Then they destroyed it without any effort.

"Thank you, senior! Senior, your achievements are unparalleled, and I admire you very much!"

The Lord of the Netherworld knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and clasped his fists, and was deeply impressed by Su Changge.

The other people in the Netherworld Holy Land behind him also knelt on the ground, extremely respectful.

"You're welcome."

Su Changge withdrew his hand lightly and told Zhou Jing: "Let's set off."

Zhou Jing had not recovered at this time, but when he heard the order, he hurriedly said: "Yes!"

As for Yu Yanyu in the sedan chair, her heart was already surging with shock.

"Wait a moment, senior!"

The Lord of the Netherworld clasped his fists and said, "Please help me get rid of this great threat. I am willing to protect you all the way to the Holy Land of Qiankun. I can't help you with major matters, but I can still deter some villains. Please don't refuse. Let me do my best!"

Su Changge thought about it and felt that if this demon head opened the way, it would indeed save a lot of trouble. He said, "Okay, let's set off."

The Lord of the Netherworld was overjoyed and immediately led the people to follow respectfully.

The crowd soared into the air, crossed the cliff of billions of feet, and flew towards the opposite side.

This cliff is not only deep, but also vast and boundless. However, everyone is at least a great cultivator at the level of martial gods, so crossing the void is as simple as one.

When stepping into the land on the opposite side, there is a vast mountain range with fertile fields for thousands of miles in front of you. It is vast and boundless, and you can only see the horizon at a glance.

"It's easy to get into trouble in the wilderness." The Lord of the Netherworld looked around vigilantly and ordered his men: "Pay more attention! Share the worries of the seniors!"

"Yes! Lord!" The demons nodded.

These demons are all high-level people in the Netherworld Holy Land. They have profound cultivation and are enough to defeat millions of sects in the outside world, but here, they are the younger brothers of Su Changge's younger brothers.

Huang Jiulong saw how obedient they were, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his heart.

After walking forward for a while, the sky gradually darkened.

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space, like a horizontal plane.

The Lord of the Netherworld frowned, as if he had passed through a layer of air mask.

Looking ahead, a villa appeared at some point, gorgeous and beautiful, with ancient and unique shapes, and carved beams and painted buildings that showed extraordinaryness.

Under the dark night, the villa was set off as if it was located in a shadow, like a night villa.

The Lord of the Netherworld felt something was wrong and ordered: "Be alert!"

At this time, the gate of the villa suddenly opened, and many people walked out. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a cloth, with a simple and honest appearance, and walked over with some servants.

"Passing guests, it's late, do you want to rest? Five thousand spirit stones a night."

It turned out to be a salesman.

The Lord of the Netherworld breathed a sigh of relief.

In the sedan chair, Su Changge lifted the curtain, and seeing that the sky was indeed dark, he waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, go over."

The group entered the villa.

This villa is very large, with a different world inside, pavilions and countless guest rooms. At first glance, you can tell that this kind of business is often done, just like an inn.

The Lord of the Netherworld looked around and gradually figured it out. Few people do business in the wilderness, so this villa naturally has no competitors here, and it is easy to make money.

It was quite normal.

But thinking about it, the Lord of the Netherworld suddenly changed his expression.

That's not right. How can there be so many people staying in this wilderness?

If there is no one, how can we make money?

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he carefully observed the surroundings, with his vigilance raised to the extreme.

Soon, everyone entered a spacious pavilion with five floors, which could accommodate many people.

When entering, Zhou Jing observed that there were many murals engraved on the walls on both sides of the corridor, all of which were women with beautiful facial features, but those women had no arms, as if they were cut off by someone.

He didn't care.

Maybe it was broken, but it was difficult to find craftsmen in the wilderness, so he didn't repair it for the time being.

On this side, the Lord of the Netherworld looked at these murals and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't see what was wrong specifically.

After paying the spirit stones, everyone settled down here and set off tomorrow.