Chapter 1150 Underworld World

Standing on the edge of the abyss of crime, one can clearly feel the secret power of sin gushing out of the abyss of crime, just like the tide. In the air, there is also a faint smell of blood and chill.

Han Yu frowned tightly. Under the abyss of crime, something might have changed.

The white dragon rushed out of his body and carried Han Yu slowly to the bottom of the abyss of sin. His soul power was exerted to the extreme and he was always alert.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

When it fell to a certain distance, in the dead silent void, there were suddenly countless sounds of piercing through the void.

Han Yu is no stranger to this, it must be the blood-sucking grass.

Countless blood-sucking grasses, like octopus tentacles, surrounded Han Yu from all directions. Han Yu's body shook slightly, and a wave of air swept out, and all the blood-sucking grasses were turned into fly ash, and even their roots were destroyed.

In the first two visits, Han Yu had to protect his body with bright yellow stones, but now the blood-sucking grass has no threat to him.

Han Yu quickly flew in the direction of the bronze gate. As the distance from the bronze gate gradually narrowed, the smell of blood, stench and chill in the void became more intense.

Not long after, Han Yu saw billowing black mist gushing out from a cliff from a distance. This cliff is where the bronze gate used to be, and the bronze gate has been broken into pieces.

"What's going on here?" Han Yu's heart was agitated, "Could it be that the enemies of the underworld world have found this place and started a war with the underworld world?"

Han Yu remembered some secrets he heard when he entered the underworld for the second time.

This underworld world was built by a group of masters to avoid their enemies.

Han Yu became nervous all of a sudden, even though he is now a master of the sixth level of Wu Wang, Han Yu always keeps a respectful distance from the underworld and the enemies in the underworld.

He hesitated, not knowing whether to go in or not to go in.

In the end, Han Yu stepped into the gate. After passing through the black mist, the scene in front of him left Han Yu in a daze.

There are dead bodies everywhere, blood flowing like rivers.

Judging from their clothes, these dead people should all be from the underworld, and none of them are the corpses of enemies in the underworld.

"I've been here twice, and I've never seen a living person. I didn't expect that there are so many people living in the underworld!" Han Yu saw at a glance that there were hundreds of dead bodies.

At this time, the corpses had already begun to decompose, which showed that these people had been dead for a long time.

Han Yu flew across the suspension bridge and came to the gate of hell.

In front of the gate of ghosts, the stone tablet that read "Once you enter the gate of ghosts, all thoughts will be destroyed, heaven, earth and humanity will not reincarnate" was split in half, and the gate of ghosts was also smashed to pieces.

It looks like it was smashed by a sledgehammer falling from the sky.

"For such a large-scale war, the Cloud Continent has not received any news." Han Yu sighed.

From the degree of decay on the dead bodies, it can be seen that this battle should have happened a year ago. Among the dead, the weakest are all masters at the level of the Martial King, and there are not a few at the Martial King level, which shows how terrible it is.

However, not to mention other places, even Qinzhou has not received any rumors.

"I'm afraid only the ancient forces in Wuzhou have the ability to flatten the underworld world, right?"

Han Yu's mind quietly floated the few ancient and complex texts he saw in Tiangong.

If the underworld mentioned there belongs to this underworld, then their enemy must be the Heavenly Court. Perhaps the Heavenly Court was not destroyed in ancient times, but evolved into another force.

An ancient force in Wuzhou may be the inheritance of the Heavenly Court.

Han Yu restrained his thoughts and continued to move forward.

The world after the gate of ghosts has been broken, and the face is completely changed.

The rocky hillock looked like it had been stepped on by someone, and there was a huge deep pit with footprints.

The towering peaks on both sides of Feidao Canyon were cut into countless pieces by people with knives.

In the Skull Gobi, a huge palm pit appeared, which was smoothed by someone's palm. In the deep pit, Han Yu saw the bones of the golden skull from the past. His whole body was broken, and the soul fire in his head off.

"This is definitely done by a master of the fifth level or higher of the Martial Emperor." Han Yu looked at the remaining traces and made such a judgment.

In the entire Cloud Continent, there are only a handful of masters at the level of the Martial Emperor, and those at the fifth level of the Martial Emperor are even rarer. It shouldn't be difficult to find the murderer.

Of course, Han Yu is just speculating on his own. He has no relatives or reasons with the underworld world, so he won't be idle and bored to track down some murderer.

Han Yu went all the way, and the Jedi that made him shy away from him in the past were all destroyed.

The iceberg collapsed, the ghost valley shattered, the bridge of Naihe disappeared, and the flowers on the other side withered. Everything indicates to Han Yu that the underworld is over.

And the fact is the same. When Han Yu walked to the sea of ​​blood, the shock in his heart had reached the point where it could not be added.

The Nine Netherworld Fires, which were said to be never extinguished, were all extinguished, and the boundless sea of ​​blood actually dried up.

An incomparably huge body lay on the blood-colored earth. It was the guardian of the blood sea that Han Yu had encountered before.

The underworld world is broken, it's over!

Han Yu couldn't help hissing a little, even though he had seen the ancient forces in Wuzhou, Han Yu still felt that the Underworld was the most terrifying and mysterious force he had ever seen.

But such a terrifying force has been wiped out by people.

Han Yu walked to the side of the guardian of the blood sea. It is a pity that such a great master floats here.

Its tightly held right hand attracted Han Yu's attention.

Although it was already dead, it looked like its tightly clenched right hand was still full of strength. Is this the power of anger, or is it holding something in its hands?

Its left hand was loose, and Han Yu guessed that it must be holding something in its right hand.

Its fist was like a hill. Han Yu tried to pull its hand away, but he couldn't shake its fingers.

"I can't break the fist I'm clenched after death. How terrifying was this master in life?" Han Yu was dumbfounded.

Han Yu wanted to use the power of the soul to probe its fist. Although the monster had been dead for a long time, there was still an extremely terrifying energy in its body, and all the energy gathered in its fist, making it indestructible. The power of the soul Neither can pass through.

This made Han Yu even more curious about what was in its fist, what kind of treasure could make a dead man pay so much attention to it.

Han Yu took out the broken sword and wanted to split the monster's fist with it, but sparks flew all over it, and the broken sword just left a white mark on its finger.

Han Yu was speechless, even the broken sword couldn't split its fingers, there was no other way.

Looking around, the whole underworld world is dark and terrifying, lifeless. Han Yu decided to leave.

Suddenly, in the blood mist in the sky, two people appeared, fighting crazily.