Chapter 1370: Underworld

(ps: There is still one more today, it should be around 9 pm. Something, sorry.)
"Hello, I am Qian Meimei, how do you call it?"
Qian Meimei vaguely felt that Yang Feng’s extraordinary initiative asked.
Chen Feihai saw this scene, and his eyes flashed a touch of dissatisfaction. Qian Yingying is young and lively, but Qian Meimei has a kind of intellectual beauty, which is more attractive to him than Qian Yingying.
Yang Feng said: "My name is Yang Feng."
"Yang Feng!!"
The name seems to have magical powers. The strong men above the ship are slightly condensed and look at Yang Feng carefully.
Even the stalwart ambassador who looked like a dead man looked at Yang Feng.
Chen Feihai smiled coldly and said: "Don't look. The world is big, the name is Yang Feng's many hairs. But the eternal front has only one. That big man is the eternal, how come this kind of small place?

The map of Cang's face is developed, and the images of many big people are spread on the magic net. But any emperor is almost the embodiment of a certain rule in the universe.
Unless the emperors deliberately let everyone perceive, the magic net simply cannot carry their existence.
With the terrorist power of Yang Feng's Eternal, as long as he does not want to, he can even let the creatures in the entire universe, except the Holy Spirit Warlock, all forget his existence.
Qian Meimei hesitated for a while: "Yang Feng, it’s a good name, exactly the same name as the adult. However, Yang Feng, you have to be careful. If the officials who were swallowed up heard your name, only I am afraid that something bad will happen."
Yang Feng chuckled: "Don't worry, the Eternal Front will not care about this little thing."
The name Yang Feng is very common. The number of people named Yang Feng in the plane of Cang is tens of thousands. Yang Feng also does not care about such small things.
Qian Yingying snorted: "Oh, I really don't know how to be good. The eternal dragon does not mind this little thing, but the people under him may not care."
Qian Meimei said helplessly: "She is rude, please forgive me."
Qian Yingying has such a personality, and some people like it very much. But it is also very easy to offend people. Qian Meimei knows that people who can board the ship are not simple, and naturally they are not willing to erect an enemy for no reason.
Yang Feng said faintly: "It doesn't matter, she is still small, not sensible, understandable."
Qian Yingying is very proud, and she has quite a small chest and said: "What is small? I am already three hundred years old!"
Yang Feng smiled a little and did not argue with Qian Yingying.
All the way, the ship went to the moon island.
At the entrance of the moon island, standing quietly ten meters tall, with a ghost horn on his head, his body is a skeleton, and each of his shins is engraved with the underworld of the mysterious mantra.
As soon as the ship arrived at the moon island, the four underworld messers flashed a glimmer of light in the eyes of the underworld, sweeping toward the ship.
The shackles of the underworld of the underworld messengers, even the emperors can hardly escape their gaze. Before Yang Feng had not advanced to eternity, he could only escape the peep of the underworld messenger by using the Emperor's Mask.
If the four underworld messengers are outside the moon, it is worth noting that a sea warlock can solve them. However, on this island of the moon, even a semi-emperor-level powerhouse, who is slightly careless, will be killed by them.
Only those emperors were able to smash the rules, and within the moon island, the four underworld messengers were easily killed.
The gaze of the underworld messenger fell on the body of Yang Feng and the Lord of Death, and nothing was noticed.
"Mingyue Island!! The land of the deceased, the living are not allowed!"
A faint, cold voice echoed in the void.
A terrifying horror of the underworld spurted out of the moon, and swept away from the eight people on board.
There was a piece of meditation on the eight people on the ship. The scent of the scent of the scent came out of the meditation, and it shrouded the people, letting the people exude a breath of the dead.
The faint light in the eyes of the four underworld messengers flashed slightly and became dim.
Yang Feng looked at the moon island, only to see that the entire moon island was shrouded in endless darkness, and a group of strange fires emerged in the void, becoming the only light of the moon island.
In the moon island, there is a soul-eating person with no soul, like a corpse.
Any body that died in the dead sea, and some bodies that came from the mysterious land, will become soul-eaters, wandering in the moon island.
The entire moon island is full of dead, absurd, horrible atmosphere, the existence of any big warlock, once boarded this moon island will be eroded by the atmosphere of the underworld, become a dead.
The ghost powerhouse with a ghost on his head walked out of the crowd and silently entered the moon island.
In the moon island, the production of jade. The jade contains the atmosphere of the underworld, but it is a must for many underworld warlocks. Every piece of jade is very precious.
In addition, in this moon island, there are some fruit, those fruit is also a treasure, but also those who are desperate for the underworld.
The Underworld Warlock is also a powerful branch of the Human Warlock. Although the Underworld Warlock has not given birth to an Emperor, it has also given birth to five Holy Spirit Warlocks. Among the same-order warlocks, the underworld warlocks are far stronger than other warlocks.
The face was dry, and the middle-aged man, like a living dead, also went straight into the darkness and disappeared.
Chen Feihai smiled slightly: "You all seem to want to go to the underworld, how can we go forward together?"
Seeing that everyone did not object, Chen Feihai smiled slightly and gave a shot. A green firefly flew out of his hand and turned into a dark green light to fly slowly toward the front.
Everyone walked along the green light.
A horrible gust of wind blew through.
A burst of crying, screams, and screaming laughter came from all parts of the moon, and it was infiltrated.
The Qian’s sisters have already matured and glamorous beautiful warlocks Lin Xia and Chen Feihai’s faces all over the face of a layer of youthful gas, and the body shivered.
Qian Meimei took a deep look at Yang Feng and the Lord of Death. His eyes flashed a touch of sorrow: "These two are so powerful, they should be the strongest of the Yuguang Warlock series!"
Chen Feihai also followed Qian Meimei's gaze. After seeing Yang Feng and the Lord of Death, his eyes flashed a gloomy color. He is a sundial warlock who can't resist the erosion of the underworld. Yang Feng and the Lord of Death are so easy to resist the erosion of the underworld. There is only one possibility. They are the top powers of the Yuguang Warlock series.
Even if the Yuyuan House Chen family is on the previous Yuguang Warlock, it will attach great importance to it. Will not easily offend the power of this series.
After walking for three thousand miles, a meditation mountain appeared in front of the people, and that a mountain was towering into the clouds, and the mountains were in the void of the sky.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge cave of up to a kilometer. The cave has a twisted passage made up of numerous underworld atmospheres.
That dynasty mountain is called the meditation mountain, and the cave above the meditation mountain is called the meditation hole.
"Do not enter the living, do not leave the dead!"
The eight characters are engraved on both sides of the strange meditation.
Chen Feihai looked at the meditation hole, and his eyes flashed a touch of fear: "This is the entrance to the underworld from the position of our celestial beings. Once you step into the meditation hole, it is very difficult to come back!!"
The underworld is the world of the dead. In the underworld, there is a magical river of incomparable, even the emperor entering the river of the sac will be washed by the river and become a corpse.
Even if the Eternal is washed by the Styx for more than ten years, the soul will be eroded and there is a danger of corruption.
The underworld of Cang's plane is also the most dangerous underworld in the universe, and even the emperor is not willing to stay there.
The underworld is also a world full of opportunities and equally dangerous for the underworld warlocks.
"French, I am coming to see you!!"
Lin Xia smiled and stepped into the meditation.
Yang Feng smiled lightly and walked in with the Lord of Death.
Chen Feihai also stepped into the meditation hole.
The Qian family sisters also followed.
Passing through a distorted and distorted passage, Yang Feng walked out of a big hole, and a vast expanse of the underworld breathed.
Yang Feng glanced at the front and saw that Lin Xia had no eyes and no eyes, and turned into a dead body like a dead man who slowly walked toward the distance.
"I want to come to the underworld to find my husband! What is so simple? Here is the face of Cang, not the face of Feisuo."
Yang Feng glanced at Lin Xia and his eyes were directly removed without any change.
Lin Xia is just a martial artist in the district. There is no strong secret of the underworld. Once he enters the underworld, there is only one dead road.
Even the sea sorcerer, with the help of the power of the secret treasure, can walk in the underworld of the plane of Cang.
A bronze lamp was lit up at the rear, and under the illumination of the bronze ancient lamp, Chen Feihai walked out of the passage.
Qian Meimei and Qian Yingying also came out of the passage.
"Interesting, this is the descent of the underworld!! And it is still the blood of the Holy Ghost, very pure! It is the sacred blood of the next generation. No, this is the hidden blood of the Emperor. No wonder you can enter the underworld safely. This is the blood of the Emperor. ""
Yang Feng glanced at the Qian’s sisters, and his mind was slightly moved. He saw the special features of Qian Meimei’s sister at a glance.
In the underworld, there are underworld creatures, the most powerful of which is the three great emperors.
The three great emperors are the Emperor of the Earth, the Emperor of the Soul, and the Emperor of the Emperor.
The three great emperors will die directly if they leave the underworld, but in the underworld, even the emperors of the invincible hegemon will be easily killed by them.
These three great emperors are also the masters of the underworld, living in the underworld of the plane of the heavens, and can walk through the underworld among you.