Commander Qinglian and Commander Black Rope returned to the City Lord's Mansion of Emperor Song City, causing some fluctuations. Now, many people in the City Lord's Mansion have known that they are going to compete for a hell. Moreover, not long ago, a faint news came out in the City Lord's Mansion of Emperor Song City that Wang Zhuo, the son of Commander Wang Xiao, died on the way to the hell, and Wang Xiao was furious and destroyed many buildings.

"The return of Commander Qinglian and Commander Black Rope were both losing troops and losing generals, and I'm afraid the trip would not go well." Someone in the city lord's mansion whispered. Shortly after the two commanders returned, Wang Zhen also returned, but his face looked ugly. Seeing Wang Zhen's face, the crowd guessed the result of the trip, and it seemed that he had returned in disgrace.

This time, when we went to the newly discovered hell, Commander Qinglian and Commander Black Rope were to assist Wang Zhen to take down the hell, and Wang Zhen took over the position of command. However, Wang Zhen's face was ugly now, and he obviously failed in the battle for the battlefield of hell.

After Wang Zhen returned, he went straight to the inner city of the city lord's mansion. Only people with the bloodline of Emperor Song and those with high positions in command could enter freely. Even if others have privileges, they were not allowed to enter.

Wang Zhen had a gloomy face and flashed to a palace. He was waiting outside but did not dare to step into the palace.

After a while, a thin old man walked out. His old face seemed to be full of wrinkles, but his eyes were scary and he glanced at Wang Zhen indifferently.

"Failed?" A ghostly voice came out. Wang Zhen lowered his head and said, "Prince, the commander Qinglian and the commander Black Rope are too arrogant. Not only did Wang Zhuo die because of them, but he had the opportunity to fight for the rule of hell, but because he didn't want me to take control, he voluntarily gave up the fight. These commanders no longer took my Song Emperor's blood seriously."

"If you can achieve the position of commander of hell, your mind will definitely not be so narrow-minded and deliberately make things difficult for you, especially the Emperor Qinglian. This person has cultivated the way of the Qinglian, tolerating everything, and people are like the way. He also has a strong tolerance and will not easily make people embarrassed, and it is even more impossible to kill Wang Zhuo. If you even slander Qinglian, you can only say that you are not suitable to be the commander of the side. You, don't come here in the future."

Although the priest's voice was calm, Wang Zhen's body trembled slightly, and his face was pale in an instant. This was the power center of the city lord's mansion in Song Emperor City. The scepter standing above the palace symbolized the authority of Emperor Song, one of the ten kings of hell. The priest told him not to use it here in the future. He knew very well what this meant. From then on, he would be deprived of the qualification to approach the power center of the city lord's mansion in Song Emperor City.

"Master Priest." Wang Zhen's expression was stiff and he shouted.

"Go." The priest waved his hand, then turned around and walked into the palace, causing Wang Zhen's heart to fall into the ice valley in an instant. He never expected that this high priest was even more terrifying than the rumored one, as if he could see through everything.

And he was the only person who could directly meet Emperor Song. In addition to the high priest, even if he was a commander, it would be as difficult as the sky to see Emperor Song.

Emperor Song, one of the ten kings of hell and one of the ten leaders of the underworld. Even the lord's mansion of Emperor Song City and descendants of Emperor Song's direct bloodline, did not know how powerful the Song Emperor is now.

Wang Zhen left here in despair, but when he walked not far away, Wang Zhen felt a cold coldness coming upon him. He raised his head, and then Wang Zhen saw Wang Xiao.

"Brother Wang Xiao." Wang Zhen shouted, and according to his seniority, he wanted to call Wang Xiao the eldest brother.

"Don't call me." Wang Xiao said coldly: "I'll ask you, who killed my son Wang Zhuo?"

Wang Zhen's face darkened, his expression was very bad. He felt that today was too unlucky. Now that he met Wang Xiao, let alone giving an explanation, he didn't even know how Wang Zhuo died.

"Brother Wang Xiao, after Wang Zhuo stepped into that hell with me, I asked him to follow the battlefield where Commander Qinglian went to and entrusted Commander Qinglian to protect Wang Zhuo. However, I later found out that Wang Zhuo was killed. For this reason, I scolded Commander Qinglian, which led to a direct turn against him with Commander Qinglian. Later, he and Commander Black Rope even gave up helping me fight for the small world and went straight back to the city lord's mansion."

Wang Zhen said coldly, as if he wanted to refuse all the responsibility.

"You mean, you don't know how my son Wang Zhuo died?" Wang Xiao's face turned pale, and a cold aura came to Wang Zhen. He was his only son, who was killed outside.

"At that time, we divided the three battlefields, namely the lower-level Emperor, the middle-level Emperor and the upper-level Emperor. Wang Zhuo, he followed Qinglian to the middle-level Emperor's battlefield. Moreover, we stipulated that only the strong men from the middle-level Emperor's battlefield were allowed to take action in this battlefield. According to common sense, Wang Zhuo would definitely not have any problems, let alone I instructed Qinglian to inquire about this, Brother Wang Xiao."

"It's nonsense." Wang Xiao shouted coldly: "My son Wang Zhuo has the jade slip I left for him. It only takes a little time to squeeze out the jade slip that saves his life. Unless a strong man in the Underworld Realm directly kills him, he will not be able to react in time. Do you think the battlefield of the middle-level Emperor of the Underworld bullies children?"

"I also think it's strange." Wang Zhen nodded. Of course, he had already thought of this. If Wang Zhuo faced a life-and-death crisis, even if he tried not to abide by the rules, he would still use imperial weapons or crush the life-saving jade slips. Therefore, he would definitely not be killed by someone. However, the facts were right in front of him, and Wang Zhuo was already dead.

"There is another possibility." Wang Zhen said loudly in his eyes as if he suddenly thought of something.

"What's the possibility?" Wang Xiao asked.

"Our own killer suddenly." Wang Zhen said coldly, and then continued: "That's right, Commander Qinglian said that in the end, only Lin Feng and Jian Blind were left, one was blind and the other was said to have just stepped into the middle emperor. How could such two characters be able to turn the tide and kill many of the middle emperors? There must be a fraud among them. Moreover, Commander Qinglian and Lin Feng have an ambiguous relationship and take good care of Lin Feng. Now Lin Feng may have gone to Commander Qinglian's mansion."

Wang Xiao's expression was slightly condensed when he heard Wang Zhen's words, revealing a hint of thinking. It is not ruled out that there is such a possibility. Wang Zhuo died strangely.

"There are only two living people in the middle-level Emperor of the Underworld. Brother Wang Xiao, you practice the art of searching for the underworld. You only need to search for the memory of one of them to know the truth." Wang Zhen suggested, Wang Xiao, a little moved. Commander Qinglian and Commander Black Rope are not good at touching them. It is difficult to touch them, but Lin Feng and Sword Blind, as long as they get the chance, touching them is not a problem. It is just that if you do this, it is not nice to spread. After all, Lin Feng and Sword Blind are now guests of his city lord's mansion.

However, in order to find out his son Wang Zhuo's death, this seemed to be the only way.

At this time, Lin Feng naturally would not know what Wang Xiao and Wang Zhen were discussing. At this time, he had indeed returned to the mansion of Commander Qinglian.

"General Qinglian, we have completely offended Wang Zhen when we do this. With his identity as a descendant of Emperor Song's bloody bloodline, will the commander be embarrassed?" Lin Feng asked General Qinglian.

"The ten main cities in the underworld, commander of the ten palaces of the King of Hell. If the lord's mansion of Emperor Song City is so unbearable, and if you don't ask right or wrong, just relatives and aliens, then the Song City will be almost the end of the world. Lin Feng, you must understand that people with strength will never lack a way out."

Commander Qinglian said without hesitation that the underworld is not the main city of Emperor Song City, the top ten main cities, and the top ten people at the peak. As long as you have the strength, any side will welcome it. Even Lin Feng was invited to compete for that hell.

"Master, is the Ten Kings of Hell hereditary replacement?" Lin Feng asked. Commander Qinglian looked at Lin Feng, then smiled and shook his head, and said, "Of course not. The ten Kings of Hell are the lords of Hell. If one day someone can use peerless martial arts power to enter the palace of the Lord of the City of Emperor Song and defeat the Emperor Song, he can sit on the seat of Emperor Song. However, the position of Emperor Song has not been moved for hundreds of thousands of years."

Lin Feng's expression was slightly shocked. The Emperor of Song has been firmly seated at the Ten Kings of Hell for hundreds of thousands of years, which shows that his strength must be extremely powerful.

"Of course, although Wang Zhen cannot shake the people above, he may also target you. After all, you offended him. You should be careful of him." Commander Qinglian suddenly reminded him, and Lin Feng nodded slightly. This was true.

"Let's go, Lin Feng, I'll take you to the Qinglian Hell I control." At this time, Commander Qinglian smiled and said to Lin Feng, then took Lin Feng to the depths of his mansion. After a while, they walked into a pool of water. At the bottom of the pool, there was an ice door. Commander Qinglian led Lin Feng and others to step into it. Suddenly the void changed. Lin Feng and the others appeared in a palace courtyard. At Lin Feng's feet, there was a pattern and a void pattern.

"Telection Array." Lin Feng looked at this pattern, which was portrayed with the power of void. The pattern was the holy pattern of teleportation. Obviously, after Commander Qinglian became the commander of the Green Lotus Hell, he created a teleportation door to lead to the hell hell he controlled.

"Let's go." The void changes, and the commander of Qinglian takes Lin Feng's body to the sky, stepping in the void. In a moment, they come to a magnificent glacier world, the top of the majestic glacier world. Lin Feng looks into the distance and sees figures on the vast and endless glaciers, wearing blue lotus armor, sitting quietly to practice, fighting and training with each other, or exchanging cultivation experiences. Many of these people are powerful and above him.

"These are my Qinglian Legion. One person may have some shortcomings in enlightenment. I let them practice together here without any trouble. They can compete for battles or discuss each other. If there is a conquest task, I will send them to experience the real battle. Of course, if they want to go out to experience it themselves, I will not stop this legion. This legion helps me control this hell. Anyone with extraordinary talent can join my Qinglian Legion."
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