The white lotus bloomed, and Yan Luo of Indra snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and the nearly hundred Yu nobles behind him retreated from the hall one after another.

Accompanied by a low roar, the main entrance of the hall was closed, and only the only one left in the huge hall was Indra Yama.

A clear white light floated out from the stamen of the white lotus, and a figure appeared in the white light. Then he stepped out of the lotus with one foot, and his hazy figure gradually condensed into a solid body, showing a thin, clean middle-aged man.

Wearing a thick linen cloth, barefoot, and long hair lazily tied into two buns on the top of his head, tied them with two dark golden ropes covered with runes, holding a three-foot-high jade bottle in his left hand and an eight-foot-long golden wooden stick in his right hand. The middle-aged man, who was nearly ten-foot-three feet tall, nodded to Indra Yama with expressionless expression.

"Emperor!" The middle-aged man greeted him deeply.

"Miaolian." Indra Yamao looked at Miaolian with a gloomy face and sneered: "Don't think that I agree to your conditions and preach among the human slaves of my tribe? This does not do me any benefit, and I will never agree to your request."

"There is no 'absolute' in the world, and everything may change at any time." Miaolian said coldly: "For example, the Emperor may be interested in the news I brought this time."

"I will not be interested in any news about you." Indra Yama looked at Miaolian arrogantly: "I am very interested in your life!"

With a grim smile, the body of Indra Yama shook and suddenly turned into three misty blood shadows. His right hand was like a knife, slashing towards Miaolian's body fiercely.

Miaolian swung the jade bottle in her left hand, and a black and white airflow was released from the mouth of the bottle, turning into overlapping clouds. Indra Yama's hand knife slashed on the black and white clouds, and blood rayed open the clouds one after another, but the black and white air was endless at the mouth of the bottle. No matter how quickly Indra Yama could slash, he could never get close to Miaolian's body.

"It's interesting!" Indra Yamao said with a grin: "I saw you in the wilderness before. I couldn't do anything to you. But this time, since you dare to appear in my hall, let you experience the power of the supreme blood moon!"

With a grim laugh, the eyes of Indra Yama opened his eyebrows and eyes. With the sound of low spells, the roof of the hall suddenly lit up, and layers of blood-colored clouds emerged out of thin air, just like the spiral of clouds on the tower outside. The blood-colored clouds slowly rotated, and a cloud hole was forming in the middle.

"Since that's the case, please feel a little bit of pain!" Miao Lian snorted coldly, swung her left hand, and suddenly a sharp bird sound from the black and white energy. A hazy figure spurted out from the black and white energy, and she threw a small hammer in her hand at the head of Indra Yama with an unusually quick and fast.

In his dream, Yama Indra never realized that there was a person hidden in Miaolian's jade bottle. A small hammer hit the top of his head with a clang, causing blood to splatter. The blood-colored robe of Yama Indra's body spewed out of blood flame, condensed into a mass of magnificent blood-colored flowers blocking the hammer, but was shattered by the seemingly small hammer.

Miaolian brushed the jade bottle in her hand. The black and white energy whistled out like a torrent, wrapping up the body of Indra Yamara and grinding it. The blood flame sprayed out of Indra Yamara's bloody robe was grinding by the black and white energy, and the light was dimmed and shattered.

The figure rushing out of the jade bottle raised the small hammer and hit Hell hard in the chest of Indra.

He heard a muffled sound, and the blood inflammation on the chest of Indra Yama completely disintegrated. The huge impact force made him stagger back, his blood and energy rushed to the top of his head, and his face turned red.

"Damn it!" Indra Yama roared in anger. His right hand grabbed the void, and a blood light flashed, and a strange-shaped blood-colored sword was grabbed by him. He raised his right hand and was about to strike him. Miaolian hit the wooden stick with a fierce blow with a blow.

A wooden stick hit. A golden glow rose into the sky, and millions of beasts could be seen with smiles in the glow. Sitting cross-legged on the clouds and chanting scriptures and mantras, a continuous and peaceful way, and a breath that makes people uncontrollably relax their whole body and mind swells.

Yama Indra was rushed by the golden glow, and he heard the mantras and scriptures recited by birds and beasts. His attack speed suddenly became much slower, and the bloody inflammation on his body was suppressed and almost extinguished. The wooden stick gently tapped on his wrist, which almost smashed the bones of Yama Indra's wrists, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

The figure rushing out of the jade bottle hit another hammer. This time, the Hell of Indra roared, and a set of blood-colored armor appeared out of thin air. The stack of blood-colored flowers gushed out, like countless rapidly rotating knife wheels facing the small hammer.

The figure sighed softly and whispered: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being too ruthless."

With a sigh, a golden jade talisman with golden light shot out in the figure's left hand, emitting infinite clear light to shine into the void. The blood flame emitted from the heavy armor of Indra Yama's body suddenly collapsed when it hit the clear light, and the hammer slammed hard on his breastplate without any obstacles.

‘With a clang, the breastplate suddenly collapsed and split open by the light. The mallet broke through the armor and slammed into the chest of Indra Yamao, making Indra Yamao spit blood in his mouth, and flew backwards as lightly as fallen leaves.

"The supreme blood moon, give me infinite power!" The cloud cave at the top of the hall had opened, and a sticky and cold force shone down from the cloud cave. Indra Yama smiled grimly and gently stroked the cloud cave with both hands.

The figure sighed again, and the golden jade talisman in his left hand shook, and a clear light flew out, forcibly sealing the cloud cave.

Indra Yama's smile suddenly stiffened. He looked at Miaolian and the figure in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Miaolian took away the black and white energy from the jade bottle and smiled and said to Indra Yamao: "Can the Emperor listen to me now? Miaolian's junior sister has a proud disciple named Qingmei. This time she discovered something that has something to do with the Emperor."

Before Indra Yama said, Miaolian smiled and said, "Maybe, the emperor can rule the army this time, break through the defense line of the Akasaka Mountain in the human race, and rush his army to the fertile land of the human race, and make extraordinary achievements."

Indra Yama looked at the sealed cloud cave at the top of the hall, his eyes flashed, and he was silent for a long time before he nodded slowly.

"Maybe, I should listen to your opinions." Indra Yama looked at Miaolian and said calmly: "After all, I still remember that if I can ascend to the throne of the ruling emperor, you have helped me a little."

Miaolian smiled bitterly, shook her head and sighed: "It's good that the Emperor remembers Miaolian's little contribution."
Chapter completed!