Chapter 625 "I, Yin Jiuyou!"

As if seizing the fleeting opportunity, Ghost General Ye Jin just sent out this message, and then there was no movement.

"Big noise?!"

To be honest, even if there was no message from the ghost general Ye Jin, Hong Kang would be planning to go to the underworld again in a few years. After all, if he really wanted to leave, the home front must be stabilized first.

"That's fine!"

“It’s better to choose a different day than to hit it, let’s do it now!~”

This time, Hong Kang chose to go to the underworld in his true form.

When it comes to strength, it is unclear where the upper limit of his human immortal golden body is. Perhaps, he can try it with the old demon from Montenegro...

Poof!~

Like the flash of electric sparks and the sound of cracking silk, Hong Kang suddenly stepped in, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Rich Yin Qi, ghost Qi, foul Qi, cold Qi, resentment, bad luck...etc. rushed towards his face, as if he wanted to devour Hong Kang, but he could not get any closer when he was three feet away from his body.

"Um?!"

"It's really a big move..."

Hong Kang looked up to the sky and saw a pale moon hanging in the sky of the underworld. The moon was cold and cold, but it did bring light to the dark and lonely underworld.

Moreover, with this white moon, it seems that the gloomy underworld has become a little more smokey. Hong Kang can notice that compared with the time he came to the underworld many years ago, there seems to be more smoke in the air.

There is some subtle sense of agility...

"Is it related to this white moon?"

"Could it be the work of the old demon from Montenegro?"

Hong Kang's "eye aperture" emits divine light and begins to analyze the white moon.

"The breath is so dark and cold, huh?...It turns out to be a pure divine power construct..."

"Compared to the divine power transformed from the faith of incense, it is more ancient and orthodox..."

"There is also some power of rules mixed in..."

"The light of the white moon seems to have brought some vitality to this lifeless earth?..."

Hong Kang felt quietly, and felt that as the light of the cold moon fell, the mountains in this underworld, one after another, whether strange or majestic, seemed to have changed into something else. The charm of the mountains and rivers became more and more clever and invisible.

There has been a great increase between them, and there are many things inside and outside. Even the vegetation all over the mountains and plains seems to be a bit taller and greener.

Mountain vegetation??

Hong Kang was startled.

The ordinary phenomenon made him ignore this abnormality...

It seemed normal for the mountains to be covered with vegetation, but he remembered that when he came last time, these mountains were barren and bare...

Whoosh!

Stepping on [Escape Technique], the person has appeared on the nearest mountain range, twirling a bit of grass tip and rubbing it carefully.

"Is it real grass...?"

"Although the yin energy is a bit heavy..."

Also, Hong Kang faintly sensed an invisible thought being slowly brewing and born from the white moon!

This idea is vast, thick, simple, broad, and deep...like the mountains accumulated over time, and like the rebuilders behind the ruins of the barren hills. It has an artistic conception of the intertwining of the ancient and the new, just in the white moon,

A little bit of brewing...

Hong Kang's eyes passed through the moon halo that seemed both illusory and real, ready to spy on the origin of the idea that shone with golden and silver brilliance.

"boom!"

A sudden surge of will intercepted Hong Kang's peek.

"snort!"

"For outsiders, please don't be too curious. This is not the world of the underworld. If you come here uninvited, I won't care. I've already opened the door to you."

Silently, a male voice sounded in the surrounding void, plain, majestic and grand.

"Old demon from Montenegro?!"

Listening to this completely different voice, Hong Kang's eyes shone brightly, especially the words "outsider". Does it mean that he is not a person from the underworld, or is he a visitor from another world?!

"Since you're here, why not show up and meet?!"

The male voice did not appear, but remained empty, as if it was everywhere.

"Want to see me?"

"If you have the ability, find it yourself!"

The words fell.

Hong Kang's figure melted into the space. One step was thirty miles, and two breaths later, he arrived at the location of the City of Wasted Death.

But I found that this city of futile death had also changed drastically at this moment.

Hong Kang remembered clearly that when he first entered the underworld that year, the city walls he saw were dilapidated and looked very ancient. The mottled city gates had a faint scarlet luster, as if a huge amount of blood had been splashed on them.

form.

And the current Waishi City not only has a majestic mountain rising up from its location, with many convex and concave shapes, but also more rugged terrain. It is as steep as Shuling Mountains and as high as Luyan. Waishi City is located on it, and the city body has removed all kinds of features.

The stains and shapes have also become solemn and gloomy, and various green lights along the way are burning with white flames. It seems that illusory ghosts can be seen in the flames, and their wailing and screaming can be heard...

The wind is howling and the black mist is lingering!~

The rustling wind is the smoke coming from the mouths of the Yin soldiers; the long black mist is the sneaky breath blowing out secretly.

"Senluo Palace?!"

Hong Kang had already seen the palace at the top.

The sky above was covered with dark clouds, and it should have been invisible. However, with the thunder and lightning that could not describe its power, they kept wandering freely in the depths of the dark clouds, and kept colliding with each other, giving this place

Fang Gloomy Tianyu brought some light.

Hong Kang solidified the thunder cloud and felt its power carefully. It was not formed naturally, but was controlled by the people in Senluo Hall.

"Is this the method of the old demon from Montenegro...?"

"If this kind of thunderstorm power is leaked, it can blow a hundred-meter mountain into pieces...!"

"He can already control the thunder...??"

Hong Kang has not forgotten that in that battle, he relied on the power of the sky thunder and the energy of the sun to restrain the creatures of the underworld, and he caused great damage to the old demon of Black Mountain.

Looking at the scenery to the left and right, there are mountains, peaks, ridges, caves, and streams...

However, the mountains do not grow grass, the peaks do not reach the sky, the ridges do not allow visitors, the caves do not receive clouds, and the streams do not flow.

"Xuwei Point? Beiyin Mountain? A place of pure yin and no yang...!"

This kind of terrain, in terms of Kanyujutsu, is a place of death and a forbidden zone for life...

"What? Outsider?"

"You are already outside my palace, but you don't dare to come in?"

"That's right. Back then, you tried so hard to escape from me..."

"Now I feel fear, but I am not ashamed..."

Hong Kang withdrew his mind from the thunderclouds in the sky. When he heard the other party's mocking words, he felt no emotion in his heart. Instead, he was thinking about the current strength of the old demon from Black Mountain.

"I'm thinking, if I do something later, I have to be gentle this time so as not to open another big hole in your chest..."

Hong Kang finally stepped into Senluo Hall.

There are only two figures in the hall, one is the ghost general Ye Jin, who is standing aside, not squinting, and the other is sitting high on the throne.

Hong Kang looked around and saw that he was wearing a crown on his head, sachets hanging from both sides to protect his ears, and a long robe with ruffled lapels and wide sleeves. On it was a picture of a giant dragon in the sky with teeth and claws, a girdle and belt, and leather boots, making him look like an emperor in the world.

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Taking a closer look at his appearance, he appears to be in middle-aged and middle-aged years, with sharp eyes like a dragon or an eagle, eyebrows flying like the wings of a roc, large and thick ears, hidden in thick hair, a beard on his lips, and a supportive body shape.

Bamian, just sitting there, you have the aura of being upright and subduing the ghosts and gods.

"Old demon from Montenegro?!"

"You are actually a natural god...!"

When Hong Kang saw the Black Mountain Old Demon, he noticed that its aura was somewhat similar to that of the Black Turtle Black Snake who followed Zhang Sanfeng, only it was larger, deeper, more powerful and majestic.

"Hmph!~"

"The name of the old monster of Black Mountain is just an ignorant fool's arrogant assumption about me..."

"Outsiders, you are arranging Yangjian and living in the world. You are the leader of the Yangjian Dynasty. Your status is barely comparable to that of me. You are qualified to know my name..."
To be continued...