Murong Xuan pursed her lips, as if she was making a decision; yes, in this era, gods have disappeared, maybe they are really extinct.
There has been no movement among the people in the demon world.
Only the ambitious underworld is getting stronger and stronger and wants to annex the entire human world.
In our own country, the lives of millions of people are in the hands of the Murong royal family.
If the Murong clan does not agree to the request of the underworld, once the underworld invades the human world, this country will also face destruction.
"But Chen Feng, he has helped us, and his father, the God of Heaven, has also saved our clan from trouble.
If we do this now, will we be punished by God?"
Murong Xuan had a good impression of Chen Feng, and it was really against her will to do so. and conscience.
After hearing this, Emperor Murong frowned and clenched his fists fiercely.
"God is right.
He helped us tens of thousands of years ago.
As time has passed and the world has changed, the sarcophagus we have guarded for him for thousands of years has already outweighed his kindness."
"We want to survive.
I don't want the Murong clan to become extinct."
Emperor Murong bowed his head and looked extremely old; he stepped forward and put his old hand on Murong Xuan's shoulder.
"Children, if you want to survive, you must not be affectionate," he said with deep meaning, fearing that Murong Xuan would fall in love with Chen Feng, which would ruin everything.
"Grandpa, I know the seriousness of the matter, and I will be measured."
“Just understand” Chen Feng looked around, seeing darkness on all sides, and the entire sky was showing a cold look.
The air of death that appeared out of thin air filled the space, which looked very scary.
Suddenly, the sky became slightly brighter, and the surrounding scenes appeared in Chen Feng's sight.
The dead mountains and dead trees were like ghosts, threatening Chen Feng.
A scarlet moon hung high in the night sky, and the moonlight that fell casually was blood red.
What was even more creepy was the large river at Chen Feng's feet.
The river was long and wide; there were piles of skulls floating on the water, making people's skin crawl.
What's even more scary is the river water.
The blood-colored moonlight shines on the river water, and the river looks like blood.
No, if you look closely, it's really blood water.
A strong smell of blood emanated, which made people feel sick.
Chen Feng sneered.
He knew that Sima Yidao had evil intentions and guessed that he would be thrown into danger, but Chen Feng knew it and insisted on coming.
After all, Chen Feng and Sima Yidao had a deep hatred.
It was the scroll that was trembling strongly inside the cauldron; it seemed to be telling Chen Feng that he must come, he must come.
That faceless girl is waiting for me in Changbai Mountain.
What does she want to tell me?
Looking ahead, Chen Feng stepped forward resolutely; since Sima Yidao threw himself into the underworld, he had already arranged a backup plan to destroy him.
Chen Feng understands.
Because of this scroll, Sima Yidao did not dare to kill himself personally, because Wuyannu had an unshakable and fearful position in Sima Yidao's heart, although in Sima Yidao's knowledge, Wuyannu was already dead.
Sure enough, when Chen Feng took the first step, a sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart; Chen Feng immediately summoned the energy of death and struck back fiercely.
"Hey" Chen Feng roared and jumped a hundred feet away.
It can be felt that the strength of the aura is the ninth level of pregnancy spirit; it seems difficult to deal with Chen Feng who only has the first level of pregnancy spirit.
A ghostly face emerged.
He had no face, and was all covered in a white cloak.
Waves of white death aura ignited on his body.
Although he had no eyes, he was staring at Chen Feng.
"Kill those who break into the underworld," he said coldly, and then the ghostly figure came to Chen Feng in an instant.
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He waved the aura of death and blasted at Chen Feng fiercely.
What a joke, Chen Feng was more powerful than the aura of death, he was really overestimating his abilities.
With the bloodline of corpse souls and the body of the Corpse King, the aura of death has long been extremely strong.
How can he resist the aura of death at the ninth level of pregnancy spirit?
"Ah" Chen Feng roared angrily and greeted him with both palms.
"boom" The bloody aura of death and the white aura of death collided violently; the ghost groaned, its figure trembled, and its body became illusory.
In an instant, it disappeared.
The ghost also knew that Chen Feng was not an ordinary person.
Yes, although the strength is the first level of pregnancy spirit, this is just a classification of cultivation levels, and it is not important at all to Chen Feng, a person who cultivates the energy of death.
Now the strength of Chen Feng's death aura can completely compete with the realm of counter-spirits.
Knowing that it was no match for Chen Feng, the ghost quickly retreated.
Chen Feng knew that this was just the beginning, and the people arranged by Sima Yidao could not be so weak.
Chen Feng shook his head helplessly.
Buzz.
At this time, the scroll inside Nading was trembling, trembling strongly.
Chen Feng hurriedly stretched out his right hand and took out the Nading.
A picture scroll flew out directly and stood in the sky, emitting white light.
The scroll seems to have life and emotions, as if it is very familiar with and attached to this space.
It seems like it's becoming one with this space.
"hiss" Secretly, the sky cracked, a gap opened, and several rays of light plundered out and attacked Chen Feng; Chen Feng frowned, it was going to be another fierce battle.
Seven rays of light blocked Chen Feng's body, and their bodies were illusory, as if they were air.
"Humph, the seven souls of the underworld," Chen Feng knew that their names were the seven souls of the underworld, and their strength was in the realm of counter-spirits.
It seems like there's trouble now.
"Burn the corpse bloodline."
Chen Feng did not dare to slack off for a moment and hurriedly brought up the energy of death to burn the corpse bloodline in his body.
The mark on his forehead slowly released endless air of death.
"Ah" Chen Feng roared angrily, his eyes became extremely blood red, surrounded by the bloody aura of death, which looked very scary.
"bring it on" "Let me, Your Highness, come and experience the power of the Seven Souls of the Underworld."
"I don't know what I can do."
Qihun's voice was lingering, but he could feel their anger.
Angry Chen Feng ignored his Qihun.
Immediately, Chen Feng formed a seal with his hands and muttered complicated terms.
The blood-red death energy blended into the mark.
Behind him, a Buddha statue slowly took shape, exuding waves of powerful majesty, which shocked the seven souls.
"I don't know what I can do."
After all, Qihun's status in the underworld is not low, and his own strength is also very strong, so naturally he doesn't take Chen Feng seriously.
"Seven Soul Bloody Palm" The seven souls shouted, the seven illusory figures changed, and the black palm prints slowly emerged.
Facing Chen Feng, one could feel the incomparable power.
How could Chen Feng defeat seven strong men of the reverse spirit level?
But I seem to have forgotten the mark on Chen Feng's forehead.
That mark was made from the ancient burning inner elixir, and had the ability to absorb the breath of death.
In the Southern Dynasties, the mark had a great effect.
In this underworld, where the air of death is everywhere, the imprint can absorb more of the air of death for Chen Feng's use.
Buzz The mark opened, emitting a black light.
Like a huge whirlpool, the death energy in the underworld plundered towards Chen Feng and merged into Chen Feng's body.
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The power instantly increased countless times.
This shocked Qihun.
"Big Buddha Jue," Chen Feng roared.
The blood-red Buddha statue was high up, looking at the Seven Souls as if overlooking thousands of dust.
The Seven Souls knew that this technique was not simple, but how could seven strong men of the reverse spirit level still be unable to defeat a pregnant spirit?
A first-level person?
"The great Buddha will be angry for all eternity":