Chapter 52: Loman Sawa

Xiao Yan kept burning the soul body with the fire of Nine Nethers, and said faintly, "Where is the Hall of the Underworld? Say it, or you will be like them!"
The soul said proudly: "If I don't say it, I don't believe you can..."
Before this sentence was finished, a cluster of Qinglian Heartfire burned directly on her body. Xiao Yan didn't have time to delay with them here, so he said to another soul body: "What about you? You? Can you tell me?"
The soul body originally wanted to be tough, but looking at the flame of fear like this, it still said slowly.
It turns out that they are the people of the Underworld, they are just the people of the Underworld Branch. He doesn't even know how many branches there are in the Underworld. He is just one of the lowest level people in the Underworld! So there is only one branch of the Hall of Hades that can be known, and their task is to find the souls of the powerhouses between the heavens and the earth. As for what they are doing and why, they don’t know, even the Hallmaster of the Hall of Hades has never seen it. , Can be regarded as the lowest level person! After the soul had said everything, Xiao Yan snapped his fingers lightly.
Calmly said: "I said let you go, but my flame will not let you go!"
Say it! A little bit of sparks from the fire in Qinglian's heart fell on the soul body, directly annihilating it!
"Soul Palace?" Chu Feng said lightly!
Xiao Yan also looked at the master curiously. He didn't know what he was making, but Chu Feng said faintly, "Exit!"
Of course, Xiao Yan could also know that what Chu Feng was talking about should be the branch of the Nether Palace. Xiao Yan nodded slightly, and then sent the two people from the Jialan Academy back, and followed Chu Feng to the Nether Palace. Division!
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In a quiet and cold gorge, the gorge is surrounded by the bones of a group of powerful people. Of course, to the world, this place is like a purgatory on earth, and the breath of death permeates the air, as if it is lifeless. In such a secluded world.
There were no traces of life in sight, and there was only silence, or even death-like silence. Looking around, there were a lot of bones.
Above the bones, even a trace of flame can be seen, and they are constantly jumping. This is the branch of the palace, a place without life, a region of death, and a cemetery of the strong.
And in such a canyon, a young man walked indifferently, every step he took, flowers bloomed, life continued, countless lives revived, and vitality gathered again.
As if it was in sharp contrast with this dead area, the evil spirit in the air slowly sank underneath, becoming flowers,
Or it is the nourishment of the plants and trees, the blue flowers of the underworld slowly rise, and the young people slowly advance under the first embrace of such flowers. Without taking a step, countless flowers of the underworld are suddenly temporarily released.
The horrible aura permeated the entire canyon little by little. Of course, under this aura, it was just one of the young man's methods.
In the next moment, the yellow sand of eight hundred miles turned into Roman Shahua, where the flowers bloomed, the faint light rose!
This young man is naturally Chu Feng. In such a void, Chu Feng slowly walked towards the depths of the gorge like walking in front of a court. Behind Chu Feng, he was also surrounded by a flame of fire. A person in armor, this person is naturally Xiao Yan, and the breath of flame swept the entire canyon.