Hell has existed for too long, almost at the same time as the gods.

In such a long period of time, too many strong people have been born and a lot of strong people have also fallen.

The eighteen Lords of Hell have risen and fall, and some have been replaced.

"This is the original artifact refined by Lord Wangchuan, Wangchuan River?"

Chu Yuan's eyes instantly solidified, and he speculated: "I realized that this Forgetful River has the effect of cleaning up the impurities of souls, and also has the power to erase memories, destroy the soul, and make people fall forever. It's a huge power. It's really an adventure that you can get Jiuyou."

"I haven't fully understood the effectiveness of Wangchuan River."

Jiuyou nodded: "When I came to Hell Sea, I seemed to have received the help of a mysterious force, which allowed me to get it."

"Mysterious power?" Chu Yuanwei made a guess, "Okay, ignore these things first. There are many people chasing you from the outside world. Return to the Shen Dynasty first. There is an ancient existence in the Shen Dynasty who can help you figure out the power in it."

He knows, too.

This is a great opportunity, a great opportunity, a relic of the Lord of Hell, which is second only to the treasure of the Lord of One Day.

"good."

Jiuyou also understands that his situation is very dangerous.

"It's not that easy to leave. There are already a large number of strong people waiting for you to leave on your own initiative."

At this moment, an ancient voice suddenly came from the depths of the sea of ​​despair, and suddenly sounded in my ears.

"who!"

Chu Yuanshen's eyes penetrated.

His eyes bloomed endless light in the darkness. When searching for the source of the sound, he could clearly sense that the person who spoke was very powerful in his cultivation, and he was definitely not a god of heaven, but a primitive god.

In a dangerous place like the sea eye of despair, a sound suddenly came out, revealing a strange thing.

He immediately saw an endless stream of dark energy surging, as if someone was sitting upright, and his consciousness touched him, as if he had died.

"Primitive God." Chu Yuan said secretly.

"You don't have to be nervous. I can't hurt you, nor will I hurt you."

The voice said lightly: "But you are very powerful. You are still a god of heaven. You can see my true body through the forbidden."

"Praise." Chu Yuan said indifferently.

He also vaguely speculated some.

Chu Yuan's faint response made this ancient existence a little strange. He said, "Aren't you curious about my identity?"

"If you want to tell Yu me, you will also say it if I don't ask. If you don't want to say it, what's the point if you ask?" Chu Yuan said.

"Interesting." This existence laughed, "If I say my name, you must not know it, and if I say my title, you may know something, and people all call me the Lord of Death."

"Lord of Death?"

Chu Yuan frowned slightly, and the huge memory bank was running, saying, "I have vaguely heard of the title of Lord of Death. The power of the death is extremely powerful, but it is too far away from the present time and has not appeared for a long time."

"Yes, it's really far away. I don't know how many billions of years I've been in the Hell Heaven." The Lord of Death sighed.

"The powerful seal, Lord of Death, you are sealed in the sea of ​​hell and cannot leave."

Chu Yuan was already in charge of the seal gate, so he could naturally see that the Lord of Death was sealed.

“Seeing.”

The Lord of Death seemed to have been sealed for too long. At this moment, he said: "You are right. I am sealed by the strongest ruler of hell. He imprisoned me here with the power of the sea of ​​death."

"The strongest master, Ming!"

Chu Yuan knew that Ming was a person who could compete with the founders of the God Realm.

He said curiously: "Oh? Why did Ming seal you?"

"Because I want to be the master of Hell Heaven, defeated by Ming and sealed here. He originally promised me to be the second master of Hell, but I was not interested."

The Lord of Death said calmly: "Ming promised me that if I figure it out one day and I am willing to become the second master of hell, he will lift the seal and release me."

The second master is a powerful existence second only to the Netherworld.

Although the Lord of Death was sealed by Ming, he dared to challenge Ming but could not completely erase him. He could only seal him. This shows his strength.

"The underworld is in the hell sky?" Chu Yuan said.

"Ming has been away from Hell Heaven for a long time. He is pursuing eternity, but he is still in the multiverse. However, in an extremely mysterious plane, I am immortal. Even if Mie is, he cannot kill me."

The Lord of Death smiled and said, "I have been lonely for too long, so I have said so many things."

"Survey the eternal, the eternal way."

Chu Yuan murmured to himself silently, then said, "If I guessed correctly, the Forgetful River is sweeping out of you."

"You are very good. When the Lord of Wangchuan died in pursuit of eternity, her Wangchuan River fell into the sea of ​​hell. As the sea eyes that suppressed me rotated, she also had a hellish power on her body. I deliberately showed the power of Wangchuan River, which did not disappoint me, and she really got it."

The Lord of Death said lightly.

He was sealed and didn't need these things. There were many divine objects in the sea of ​​hell. Sometimes when he encountered something he liked, he would release it as a pastime for endless years.

Obviously, Jiuyou was very pleasing to him.

His existence has been sealed for too long and has too strong strength, so he does things without reason.

"The Forget River does not distinguish between good and evil. It can wipe out the soul, or it can be used to nourish and strengthen the soul."

The Lord of Death said lightly: "There are too many existences falling on the eternal road. If you get this Wangchuan River, you can become the sect leader of the Wangchuan Tiansect. Refining the power of controlling Wangchuan will make it easier to become a primitive god or even the master of hell."

"Lord of Hell!"

When Jiuyou heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

She also has a strong mind that pursues a strong mind and wants to stand at the peak of the multiverse.

"To become the Lord of Hell, you must first defeat one Lord and replace it. Although I don't know what your purpose is, I also know that it is also a delusion to become the Lord of Hell by obtaining the Forgetful River."

Chu Yuan was very calm.

The Lord of Death can only listen to the words of seven parts true and three parts false.

These three-point fakes may be the most deadly.

"I have suppressed him in hell for so many years, and I have seen many people, and there are very few people as calm as you. You have a unique temperament that cannot be explained."

Suddenly, a powerful pressure from the Lord of Death came to Chu Yuan, oppressed by the top primitive gods.

But what surprised the Lord of Death was that in the face of his soul oppression, Chu Yuan was calm and motionless, with a calm expression on his face still, and it seemed that he had not been affected at all.

Although his pressure did not display his true magic power due to the seal.

But with his strength and the oppression of soul death, no one can be as calm as Chu Yuan.

A powerful force was circulating, and the breath of death began to revive, as if a portal of death appeared, shrouded in the sky, forming a restriction of Fengtian.

"Hmm?" Chu Yuan's expression moved slightly.
Chapter completed!