Chapter 1371: conflict

The three great emperors are unchanged, but they are not eternal, but also have Shouyuan. Generally, the life of a Emperor is 100 million years. After 100 million years, they will fall, and then on the bodies of their people, the birth of a new Emperor.
Although the three great emperors can't leave the underworld, there are also many powerful existences that go to the underworld and trade with the three great emperors. Therefore, there will be some sons with the blood of the Emperor of the Emperor appearing in different planes.
Yang Feng looked into the distance and saw a vast expanse of the endless river, running through the sky and connecting with numerous planes. The river was constantly evaporating, and bursts of anger came from the river and filled the square.
That Styx is the ultimate destination of all life souls in the universe.
Even if the eternal Eternal Evil is fallen, and the Eternal Impression collapses, the soul will eventually return to the Styx and be decomposed by the Styx.
The gods in the universe, even if they are hiding in the kingdom of God, will also be weakened by the soul. Even if they can live for hundreds of millions of years, they will eventually become rotten and fall into the river of meditation.
Above the Styx River, one after another, the virtual shadow of the soul descended into the Styx River. Once it fell into the Styx River, it was directly decomposed by the Styx River and disappeared.
On the edge of the Styx River, there is a thief who consists of a skeleton, covered in a cloak of soul, holding a bone spoon.
Each soul falls from the edge of the Styx River, and those who steal the soul will rush like a hyena, waving a bone spoon to the souls.
When those bone spoons touch those souls, they will be dragged by the bone spoon and fall into the hands of those who steal the soul.
Those inferior souls are processed into low-level soul coins. A more advanced soul will be processed into a soul stone. The most superior soul will be used as a treasure by the stalkers, dedicated to the underworld kings in the underworld.
In the underworld, it is dominated by the three great emperors.
Under the three great emperors, it is the Eighteen Deity, under the Holy Ghost is the Underworld King.
Those underworld kings are the strongest in dealing with all kinds of things in the underworld. The three great emperors and eighteen meditations are generally not in charge.
"Sister Qian, you dare to come to the underworld, it is stupid!!"
A horrible wind of the underworld blows from afar. In the wind of the underworld, a sacred body is shrouded in a layer of underworld atmosphere, but there is a fascinating dragon in the underworld, step by step toward this side. .
The singer of the singer of the singer was filled with the horror of the horror of the sea level, and looked at the Qian’s sisters with a sly look, like a big cat with a victory in the big cat.
Qian Yingying looked at Chen Feihai with a pitiful look, and softly pleaded: "Chen Feihai brother, help us."
That one of the underworld ghosts glared at Chen Feihai, and there was a flash of murder in his eyes. He said: "You want to be in their heads?"
Chen Feihai is very decisive: "This adult, in the next Yuyuan Yuan Chenjia scorpion Chen Feihai. I and the two women just met, and did not mean for them."
The head of the underworld ghost brows slightly wrinkled: "Yu Yuanfu Chen family, your family has a relationship with me. You look at it, I will not kill you."
"Yes! Adult!"
Chen Feihai flashed a humiliating color in his eyes, and his teeth stood quietly.
Although the ghost of the Underworld is quietly exuding the power fluctuations of the Zhou Hai series, even in this underworld, even a strong warlock king is not necessarily the opponent of the Underworld.
Qian Meimei gnawed her teeth: "The third ambassador, how did you find us?"
The third meditation made a cold smile: "This time the dynasty is the turn of our soul, the whole moon, the moon and the island of the moon make us the soul of the people. You come over the same as the self-investment. Give up, bone This time the Emperor is destined to fall! After hundreds of thousands of years, there will be a new bone emperor born. Why do you want to come to the underworld for death?"
"Is the emperor to be fallen?"
Yang Feng’s mind was slightly moved, and there were countless curses in the body’s Mirror of Destiny, which made a trace of sorrow, and then restored calm, but there was no display.
Yang Feng's brows are slightly wrinkled: "The news of the bones of the emperor can't be perceived. The underworld is also a world in this universe that can't be perceived by my power."
After the eternal progress, Yang Feng is invincible in the warlock's world. The casting of the Eternal Treasure [Mirror of Destiny] also means that there is no secret to Yang Feng in most places in the Warlock World.
Only the destiny of all the deceased in the underworld, under the great power of the Styx, is as strong as Yang Feng can not do omnipotence and peek into all secrets.
Qian Meimei looked directly at the third ambassador, and did not humble: "After the fall of the bones, there will be a new bone emperor born hundreds of thousands of years later. But the new bone emperor has forgotten everything in the past. He is dead. He is the ancestor of our family, the source of strength. Even if we pay any price, we will not give up to save Him. Today's things have nothing to do with them. The third ambassador, please let them go."
"they?"
The third meditation chilled Yang Feng and the Lord of Death with a sneak peek, cold whispered: "You two squatting things. Your Majesty, licking my toes. I might consider putting you in a way."
In the underworld, even a strong warlock king is not the opponent of the third ambassador, and develops his arrogant temper.
Yang Feng glanced at the third meditation and chuckled: "Let us have a way of life? This is a lie. You want to sneak up on us when we squat, kill us?"
With the horror of the Eternal, Yang Feng saw the heart of the third ambassador at a glance.
"You are very smart. Unfortunately, the smarter people in this world die sooner!"
The third ambassador was said by Yang Feng in the heart, and there was a murderous murder in the eyes. The endless suffocation filled the top of his right claw, turned into a residual image, and stabbed Yang Feng. .
Chen Feihai flashed a touch of pleasure in his eyes, and he sneered in his heart: "It’s stupid, even dare to provoke the people of the gang in this underworld, I really don’t know how to live and die."
"Be careful!!"
Qian Meimei’s face changed and she shouted loudly.
Yang Feng looked at the third ambassador with a sly look. As long as he reveals his body, even if he is standing in the same place and letting the third ambassador fight for 10,000 years, he will not be able to hurt him.
The quiet face of the main body of death standing beside Yang Feng took a step directly, blocking in front of Yang Feng, reaching out to the third meditation, and a horrible force of life and death broke out instantly.
"you are……"
The third meditation flashed a smudge of color in the eyes. If the words were not finished, the body collapsed in an inch, turned into dust, and drifted with the wind.
Chen Feihai passed a smattering in his eyes, and his eyes flashed with an incredible color: "The third ambassador, is this dead? This big man in the underworld is so dead?"
"Good!! Who is that person? Just killing the third ambassador with a single blow. Such a strong man is like the guard of that person. Who is that person?"
Qian Meimei looked at Yang Feng deeply, and there was a glimmer of shock in the beauty.
Qian Meimei gritted her teeth and came to Yang Feng to persuade him: "Adult, this third ambassador. It is the confidant of the Dragon King. He is killed. The Dragon King will never give up!! You flee. !! In this underworld, even the Holy Spirit Warlock is not the opponent of the Dragon King."
Yang Feng smiled faintly: "He has come!!"
In the void, a burst of turmoil, ten ships made of various skeletons, and a three-kilometer warship flew to the side.
On top of those battleships, they were filled with grotesque, underworld warriors made up of various skeletons.
On top of a warship at the top of a battleship, sitting on a sacral throne, sitting on a dragon head, covered in a horrible underworld atmosphere, the eyes of the cold strong.
Chen Feihai flashed a touch of pleasure in his eyes, and his heart was full of malicious thoughts: "Dragon King! He is the peerless strongman who once killed the Holy Spirit Warlock. He has personally shot. These two people are dead no matter what the origins are. ""
Qian Yingying’s body trembled, and a faint color of despair in the beautiful screaming, shouted:
Dragon King, how can he personally shoot? How come it will be so fast!

"The strong people of the human race, are you killing my third ambassador?"
At the top of the battleship, the dragon dynasty king looked cold and looked at Yang Feng on the high, and asked coldly.
Yang Feng smiled lightly: "Yes!!"
Dragon King is cold and ruthless: "Very good, if you do, you should cut it yourself!! As long as you self-discipline, I will forgive your sins. Otherwise, I will kill you, draw your blood, curse your family. Let your family The blood is cut off."
Yang Feng said faintly: "I haven't been threatened so much for a long time. I am in a good mood today, you can cut it yourself! I can give you a whole body."
"The stubbornness!! The magical town of the Styx!"
The dragon dynasty king looked cold and shouted.
The ten underworld warships burst into countless mysterious curses, as if they were communicating with the Styx, which has infinite power and is incarnate by the rules of death.
A vast expanse of the shadow of the Styx River emerged in the void, running through the universe and directly sweeping toward Yang Feng.
The magical array of the Styx town is the killer of the dragon king, even if a strong master of the great sacred, by the shadow of the body of the river, will lose all memory and become an idiot.
"Great, in this underworld, this spell can even kill the Great!!"
Yang Feng smiled a little and praised him. He reached for a poke.
Numerous mysterious curses shine, a huge incomparable, eternal, and the fingers that traverse the past, present, and future emerge, like the peak of Mount Tai, which is above the shadow of the river.
The phantom of the river that can suppress the great saint collapsed directly, and one after another of the underworld battleship collapsed and shattered, together with the underworld warriors, all of which disappeared into powder.