In the dark world, deep in the dragon court, among the overlapping bright lights, the blue-eyed god holding the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon Main Seal, looked at the constantly shaking golden seal in his hand, and suddenly looked towards Yazhou, and was shocked and angry: "Bastard, he actually condensed the authority of the Emperor of the Netherworld..."

The gods in the golden light sacrificed the golden seal in their hands, and the strands of energy gathered in the surrounding dragon court, turning into the faint green energy and blended into the green-edged golden silk above the golden seal, expanding little by little, trying to render the golden silk.

But just as soon as the color improved, the dragon courtyard vibrated violently, and the land under the big feet of the green-eyed god collapsed little by little, revealing a huge hole. The god said angrily: "Xuanshan, you are looking for death!"

Under the dragon court, a low ridicule came from a huge hole: "Looking for death? You are looking for death when you try to re-establish the heaven! I just felt that there was a problem with your authority. You can't suppress me, you can't suppress me, hahahaha..."

"Whether I can suppress you is not your final word! Now you can go back!" The golden flames around the green-eyed god were blazing, and a faint blue halo appeared on the periphery of the golden light. The power of the entire dragon court was mobilized and turned into numerous magic bans to fall, filling the void again, and the anger roar from the existence in the void gradually disappeared.

"Damn it! I've mobilized too much power from the Dragon Court just now, and this Qingming Ghost Tide is probably not easy to deal with!" The green-eyed god looked at the vastly thin light outside the Dragon Court and sighed secretly.

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After the wind and rain, pear blossoms and cold food, how many descendants come from the graves?

After the Cold Food Festival, Qingming is one of the twenty-four solar terms, which is at the intersection of mid-spring and late spring. At this time, the old and new are revealed, the vitality is strong, everything is clean, and the earth presents the spring and bright scenery. It is a good time for outings in the suburbs and tomb sacrifices.

Therefore, no matter which of the four worlds Yuan Qingwei experienced in his past and present life, whether this world integrates the customs of the Cold Food Festival and the Shangsi Festival. Qingming Festival has the customs of respecting ancestors, being cautious in the end and chasing far away, and going outings, and getting close to nature.

Of course, compared with the martial arts world and the previous life of Yuan Qingwei, the world of immortals and gods is a bit different from the Qingming Festival in the main world. As one of the three major ghost festivals in traditional festivals, there has always been a saying that the ghost gate is wide open on the Qingming Festival.

A large number of lonely ghosts and ghosts left in the dark world, as well as some dead ghosts left in the dragon court in the past, or some strange existences who usually live in the depths of the dark world, can all enter the world.

Therefore, Qingming Festival also attracted great attention in the world of immortals and gods. On this day, incense in the earth building continued to spread. At the same time, many people went out to find willow branches to be inserted under the eaves. A mysterious aura condensed in the dark, forming a connection with the canals in the haze world and turned into a new barrier to cover the surrounding earth building, intercepting the arrival of those lonely ghosts.

Yuan Qingwei, who was sitting upright under the Netherworld Treasure Tree in the core of the auspicious land, looked at Qinghui not far away and sneered: "You can be regarded as a ghost or god, why hide? It's just a waste of time and look down on me."

"Your Excellency is incredible. How can we act cautiously?" A sigh sounded, and an old figure slowly emerged. The person who came looked very old, and his hair was closer to the roots of a plant, which looked very strange.

"Interesting! It turns out to be a god of plants. I think you are the tree king in the east, and there are two more? Don't you want to come out? Or do I need me to invite you?" Yuan Qing glanced at the old man and his eyes lit up. Although he could not see the specific situation of the old man's authority, one of the cores must be the life and death authority derived from the remnant and flourishing plants, which is very suitable for the underworld.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party still had no response, Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and chatted with the Tree King casually: "Why is the Tree King here?"

"I originally just wanted to let you stop when you see it, but after coming, I found that you seem to be very suitable for me to practice. I wonder if you can give up?" The tree king looked at the Netherworld Treasure Tree behind Yuan Qingwei, and obvious desire flowed out in his eyes.

It was a higher-level existence. The Tree King could feel the treasure tree's nourishment for itself, and this attraction was irresistible to him. So when Yuan Qingwei clearly expressed his rejection, the Tree King sighed: "Is this how?"

The tree king's body was filled with black aura, attracting the dead and resentment accumulated in the dark world. The three entangled, turning into a stream of gloomy and bone-breathing black water, which continued to fall on the ground. In an instant, many lonely ghosts wandering in the dark world gathered here, one by one, one by one, and laughed strangely with the black water covering the auspicious land.

"The power looks powerful, but it is actually unmatched and difficult to make a climate." Yuan Qingwei looked at the influence of the Qingming Festival, the lonely ghosts wandering around constantly merged into the black water, without any rush or impatience. After commenting casually, he reached out to a little.

Behind him, the red air was filled with mist, and the rays of rays of golden red bell were raised, and then a light shook, and fine patterns like tadpole-like characters lit up layer by layer, and then the flames soared into the sky, and the flames quickly formed a sea of ​​fire outside the land of Jidi.

Although the tree king evolved into black water, in fact, those things are formed by extreme death and resentment. The most feared thing is the most powerful and yang treasure like the Three Fire Light Bell.

Therefore, when facing the Three Fire Light Bell, the Tree King could only choose to passively defend, stand in place and hold on, and couldn't help asking for help loudly: "You won't take action yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly turbid yellow light appeared in the void, and then turned into a phantom of a mountain and fell down. The heavy, vast and deep breath spread and pressed slightly towards Yuan Qing.

"I've been guarding you for a long time!" Yuan Qing stretched out his hand and flew out a small hammer and knocked it at the phantom of the mountain.

The dull sound echoed around the moment the two collided, and the little hammer was shaken back, and the phantom of the mountain turned into a swaying earthly air around a man with a horn.

Yuan Qingwei didn't even look at the appearance of the man with a horn, and hit the whisk behind him: "Snake God, the clear energy on your body is too obvious in the dark world."

Various seal scripts flowed out from the whisk, and they blessed them on the whisk silk, sucking the feather snake that showed its shape. Then Yuan Qingwei shook his body and jumped to the feather snake. The golden wisp clothes appeared and gently waved his long sleeves.

The body of the Feather Snake God is cut into two pieces, and the ones that continue to descend here are the incarnations condensed by divine power and secret techniques. The moment the body is cut off, the Feather Snake God also turns into two clear air and escapes back, recombining it into the image of a human body and snake tail.

"What a powerful magical power!" The Feather Snake God looked at the bloodline left on his chest, looked at Yuan Qingwei's face full of fear, and the same tree king and the man with the horns instructed: "Be careful, this guy..."

Before the feather snake could finish his words, he couldn't help but yelling again: "Tree King! What are you doing..."
Chapter completed!