Netherworld arch-Emperor!

"He hid his aura from a thousand miles away, but he was still discovered?"

Elder Bai Zhu's body was dripping with blood as he struggled to stand up. He could feel the true spirit Lord's powerful might. This was definitely not an ordinary expert, but a true master of fate.

"We can't lose the netherworld Emperor mountain range. Follow me!"

"Yes!"

Although he recognized the strength of his opponent, he still had to complete his mission as the person appointed by Emperor Yama. There were countless secrets to guard in the Emperor of the underworld mountain range, and it was an important place in the underworld.

"Whoosh, whoosh, Whoosh!"

Under Daoist white bamboo's lead, countless netherworld Warriors were flying toward the netherworld Emperor mountain range.

At the foot of the Emperor of the dead mountain range, the true spirit Lord revealed a bloodthirsty smile and looked in the direction of Daoist white bamboo.

"What a bunch of foolish ants!"