"Huh"

A sudden scream of surprise came from the raging black clouds, and then stopped.

The black mountain in the sky fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the earth swayed like the earth. Large pieces of dust flew up, making the already low-visibility underworld a dirty place.

"So they are two gods. Why are you pushing the mill here? Why are there so many mortals with low cultivation around you? Could it be for food?"

Slap sex...

A whip sounded as expected.

In the empty world, countless pairs of eyes were staring at each other, and this was the underworld.

Hei Bai Wuchang lowered his head in shame and anger, pretending not to hear it.

"How come two gods, why are you like this? Could it be that Yan Jun is punishing you?"

In the dark clouds, there was another voice of questioning.

Bai Wuchang was not good at speaking and still remained silent. Hei Wuchang couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his head and shouted angrily: "What is this God doing? You are the dog's turn to take care of it. I haven't reported to Yan Jun, someone is going to attack the underworld, oh oh..."

The black clouds flipped, and then a dazzling beam of light scattered down and passed by everyone.

"No one who has a cultivation level that exceeds that of the God Transformation, will he attack the underworld?"

Hei Wuchang was angry, and regardless of the whipping, he raised his head and cursed again.

"Monten Mountain, you stupid pig, they can catch this god and you, why don't you run away!"

"Run, what, oh oh oh oh oh oh... What kind of magic weapon is this? So powerful, no, this is not a magic weapon, this is an immortal weapon, the world changes greatly, the three realms wither, how can there be immortal weapons in the world? Ah!"

A man in black robe covered in black air fell down in a mess by a thick and black whip.

"Original, the original body...ah"

The fallen old monster in Black Mountain shouted.

The tall black mountains, with an oppressive aura, rushed over and set off a large area of ​​yellow sandstorms, causing this small world to become chaotic.

The ghost pushing mill, for the first time, automatically defended, with surging power, quickly rose into the air, emitting a light curtain, wrapping Chu Feng and thousands of disciples.

Then a black whip that was about a thousand feet long was released, and hit the black mountain in the waist.

A whip of the mountain was broken on the spot, and an explosion that shook the world sounded, and black sand and dust filled the sky.

"Oh, the true body, I die with you!"

The old monster of Black Mountain, like a cannonball, launched a desperate attack on the light curtain!

The light curtain was surging, releasing a terrifying power, erasing the old demon of Black Mountain on the spot, leaving a handful of black gravel on the ground.

"The old demon in Black Mountain is dead"

"The legendary demon king who ruled the underworld"

...

The disciples of the Changsheng Taoist Sect made various surprised voices.

There is no way, the old monster of the Black Mountain is too famous among the people, and he uses a demon king to break out into the underworld.

But today, I saw it on the spot, and it seems that it is not the case. For example, Hei Wuchang didn't take the Black Mountain Old Demon seriously at all.

Dong... Dong...

A strange sound came, and the ground filled with yellow and sand trembled faintly, and floating soil continued to rise.

The disciples turned their eyes to the distance.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth. The sound of the trembling earth rising little by little, and finally turned into a shout of killing that resounded through the underworld and the sky.

"kill"

"Those who trespass into the underworld will die!"

Immediately afterwards, black waves spread over. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers came, and the intent of murderous intent ran through the world.

The sand is dancing, the wind is screaming, and the murderous intent is roaring!

Chu Feng did not expect to attract so many Yin soldiers. Without saying a word, he took out the killing weapon of the group attack and circled around the Liang Guqin. He flew up to 30,000 feet, stepped on the Nether Cloud of the Underworld, and gently stroked the strings of the piano.

"Zheng!"

A sea of ​​orchids, a sea of ​​quicksand scattered down, like a fairy taking off a veil, spreading on the ground.

The ground was like the tide of the sea, with a wave of high and low yellow sand rising and falling, and thousands of ghost soldiers were led to the distance.

"Zheng!"

A miniature spiritual lion flew out from Chu Feng's fingertips, gradually expanded during the flight, and finally turned into a lion five thousand feet tall. The moment it landed, it let out a deafening roar.

It stirred up a violent tornado, blowing the remaining ghost soldiers to the point of flying toward.

boom!

A beam of light with a diameter of ten feet fell down with endless purple air, and Chu Feng appeared in it with a vague figure in the arms of Liang Guqin.

"Tao Master Wan Sheng"

"Tao Master Wan Sheng"

...

Thousands of disciples of Daomen raised their fists and shouted excitedly, pushing thousands of enemies with one sound, which was unheard of.

"Break through the underworld and kill the Hall of Yama"

"Break through the underworld and kill the Hall of Yama"

...

Immediately afterwards, thousands of children from the sect let out stronger shouts.

Chu Feng, who didn't know the depth of the underworld, did not move forward rashly. The underworld was vast and boundless. After endless years, I don't know how many ghosts were hidden during this period. For safety reasons, I stopped in the distance and waited for them to fight for good.

Anyway, there is an innate spiritual treasure - the ghost is pushed in your hand, and you are not afraid of any ghosts!

Clinker, this wait lasted for three days and three nights, and no one came.

Chu Feng had to ask the natives in the underworld, Hei Wuchang.

"Impermanence, will the underworld have also changed?"

Hei Wuchang snorted, hunched his head and pushed the mill, ignoring Chu Feng at all.

Bai Wuchang, who was pushing and grinding with Hei Wuchang, had a change in his expression.

Seeing that there was a breakthrough, Chu Feng asked Bai Wuchang.

"Bai Wuchang, tell me, you know, maybe I can unravel the doubts in your heart?"

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he stopped what he was doing, but he was not whipped this time.

"Bi'an"

Hei Wuchang stared at Bai Wuchang fiercely.

"There is nothing we can't say. We haven't seen Yan Jun for five hundred years. Even the time five hundred years ago, we just heard the sound."

Bai Wuchang gave a sensational news.

The only remaining great master of the Three Realms - Yan Jun, has not appeared for a thousand years!

At some point, the Taoist disciples who surrounded him started buzzing.

"Can the Underworld not survive the great changes in the Three Realms a thousand years ago?"

"No wonder the demon king in the world is in charge of the city of destruction in the underworld. The underworld is no longer the underworld!"

"The underworld is empty"

...

"Shut up, there is no time for the underworld. Yan Jun, Meng Po, Cui Punishment, are all in seclusion in the Hall of Yama."

Hei Wuchang screamed hysterically like a cat with a tail stepped on.

"No help"

Bai Wuchang, who looked like he did something wrong, reached out to block Wuchang.

Bang!

Hei Wuchang thrust Bai Wuchang on his face and ran out hard.

Because he was not far from the light curtain, Hei Wuchang rushed out after a few breaths.

The whip of the ghost pushing mill was not stopped.

The moment Hei Wuchang escaped, his cultivation level recovered and his body shone brightly, like a sun.

"I don't believe it!"

Leave a word, black impermanence turned into a black light and disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!