Chapter 775 Crossing the Underworld

Lin Fengmian looked at the demon corpse that was still struggling, and couldn't help but pick up the ax next to him and look at it.

According to Luo Xue, these weapons can be taken away and re-refined, but they often have a somewhat ominous and demonic aura.

It is said that many people who use the weapons here are gradually corrupted and controlled by these relics of gods and demons, and eventually end up dying a violent death.

Therefore, outsiders love and hate things about gods, demons, and monuments, and they are somewhat taboo in their hearts.

Lin Fengmian originally wanted to take it away, but Luo Xue had no interest in this unfortunate thing, so he could only throw it away.

He continued to move forward, and the more he went inside, the more ruins there were.

I don’t know what kind of material these buildings are made of. They have endured endless years but are still immortal. There are many vampire vines wrapped around them.

These vampire vines seemed to know that Lin Fengmian was not to be trifled with, so they hid underground when they saw him, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Lin Fengmian encountered many corpses of gods and demons along the way. In addition, there were also corpse monsters transformed by powerful monks.

These monks who died here were affected by the strange power here, and they rushed towards Lin Fengmian without fear of death.

In addition, the terrain here is weird and Luo Xue doesn't know the way very well. Even with Lin Fengmian's strong strength, he could walk for a whole day.

When he heard the roar of the river and the howling of the innocent souls, Lin Fengmian was not surprised but overjoyed, and quickly walked over to take a look.

I saw a tumbling yellow river rushing past, with countless innocent souls surging on the river.

The river is vast and boundless, and it's so foggy that it's impossible to see the other side clearly, and I don't know how vast it is.

Lin Fengmian said in surprise: "Is this the underworld you mentioned?"

Luo Xue hummed and said, "Exactly, crossing this underworld and reaching the other side will be the core area of ​​the ancient ruins of gods and demons."

"Senior Sister Tingyu said that non-saints are not allowed to enter, so Senior Sister and I stopped here last time."

Lin Fengmian recalled his journey and sighed: "If it were not the realm of a saint, it would indeed be difficult to get here."

He encountered countless demonic corpses along the way, all of them strangely shaped and possessed of magical powers, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

"Then how do we get there?"

Luo Xue said embarrassedly: "I don't know either, I forgot to ask senior sister!"

Lin Fengmian laughed dumbly and could only walk along the entire underworld.

But after walking for a while, I didn't see any pier or ferry, so I couldn't help but shake my head in disappointment.

"This place is called Huangquan. I thought there was some kind of ferryman from Huangquan!"

Luo Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said: "You think too much, this hell is not that hell!"

"This underworld is actually the corpse water of gods and demons, combined with various strange powers. It is not the one in the legend."

"But this water is very strange. It does have the ability to corrode all things. There are countless ghosts in the water. Don't fall into it."

Lin Fengmian hummed and said, "Don't worry, I won't let them touch you!"

The sword wings behind him spread out instantly, turning into a bright stream of light and flying towards the other side.

When he passed over Huangquan, I felt his breath, and Huangquan surged instantly.

Countless ghosts who had been buried in the underworld struggled desperately to fly up, and even skeletons jumped up from it, trying to pull him into the water.

"Come down and stay with us!"

"Don't leave, take me with you!"

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The Zhenyuan light in Lin Fengmian's hand was strong, and he slashed down with his sword. The corpse instantly disintegrated, and the ghost disappeared without a trace.

But these ghosts and corpses were endless, rushing towards him.

At the same time, a skeleton as black as jade stood up slowly in the river, and it turned out to be the remains of a saint.

The skeleton exuded a powerful aura and held a long spear in its hand, with the word "Breaking Formation" engraved on it.

"The point of no return is the end of the road, where strangers will stop!"

When Luo Xue saw the spear, she was surprised and said: "Could the formation-breaking spear be the Chenhuang Spear Saint from the Eastern Wasteland a thousand years ago?"

Lin Fengmian asked curiously: "Chenhuang Spear Saint? Is he very famous?"

Luo Xue hummed, but before he could elaborate, the skeleton stepped on the corpse water of the underworld and rushed towards him.

Lin Fengmian's expression condensed slightly and he said with great interest: "The Spear Saint from a thousand years ago? It's interesting!"

He thrust his sword down suddenly, and giant swords that looked like hills in the sky crashed down in front of him.

Ninefold sword and shield!

This is Qiong Hua's sword move. After obtaining the sword heart, the power of Lin Fengmian's various sword moves has greatly increased.

The skeleton broke through the nine-fold sword and shield in a row, but the castration power was exhausted. He quickly changed his moves and used the gun as a stick, turning into a giant stick hundreds of feet tall and sweeping forward.

Lin Fengmian released his own domain, and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot. He instantly appeared behind the skeleton and swept him away with a fierce slash of his sword.

The skeleton rolled several times on the river, and after getting up, its whole body shone brightly, and a hundred-foot-long spear-immortal Dharma image suddenly appeared.

The spear in his hand was pointed straight at Lin Fengmian, a bloody light glowed all over his body, and endless ghosts wrapped around it, seeming to be accumulating strength.

Lin Fengmian shook his head in disappointment. The skeleton had no domain at all, only a spear-immortal statue.

"After all, I have become a puppet and lost my former glory. I still want to compete with the Spear Master back then. It's a pity."

The skeletons and innocent souls around him rushed toward him crazily, obviously trying to buy time for the Holy Spear Skeleton to perform a sure-kill move.

"Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pond!"

He raised his sword lightly, and thunder spread out from his body violently, scattering the skeletons and wronged souls flying around.

But the Spear Saint Skeleton already had enough time, and the phantom of the Spear Immortal behind him instantly rushed into the spear.

In an instant, the spear leaped like a dragon over the sea, carrying endless killing intent, and stabbed directly into Lin Fengmian's heart.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and he was approaching in a blink of an eye, giving people a strong sense of oppression that could not be avoided.

Lin Fengmian slashed fiercely with a sword and shouted angrily: "Nirvana Return to the Ruins!"

In front of him, a vortex of the void was instantly torn apart and expanded rapidly, like an endless dark mouth that was about to swallow up everything in the world.

The Skeleton Spear Saint had no time to react, and crashed into it. In an instant, he was ruthlessly swallowed by the vortex in front of him and disappeared without a trace.

Before Lin Fengmian could even catch his breath, a spear suddenly emerged from the void and pierced his heart with the force of thunder.

"Fuck!"

Lin Fengmian reacted quickly, stretched out his hand like lightning, and tightly grasped the spear.

However, the powerful impact pushed him back more than ten feet, until his arm was cut and bleeding, and he finally firmly grasped the trembling spear.

"You really won't return until you see blood!"

At this moment, a weak divine thought came out slowly.

"Thank you for freeing me. Please take this gun back to the Wen family in Donghuang for me. Wen Chen will be grateful."

Lin Fengmian's mind moved immediately after hearing this, and he said with a strange look: "The surname is Wen, and he uses a gun. This guy is not related to Brother Wen, right?"

Luo Xue also thought of Wen Qinlin, and hesitated: "It's hard to say, because this Chenhuang Gun Saint is indeed a person from the Great Zhou."

"He was famous in Donghuang back then, swept through many forces, and almost became the Holy Emperor of the Great Zhou."

"He disappeared after entering the God and Demon Ancient Site a thousand years ago. I didn't expect that he would die here and become the guardian of the underworld."

Lin Fengmian shook his head helplessly and said: "If he gave this gun to me a thousand years later, it would be fine. If he gave it to me now, this gun would be difficult to return."

He put away the formation-breaking gun, and before he continued to move forward, the turbid river water surged violently again.

Lin Fengmian said with interest: "Here it comes!"

Since this gun saint was buried here, it means that there must be a stronger existence than him here.

After a while, a hundred-foot-long skeleton slowly stood up in the river, with corpse water flowing on its surface and countless ghosts surging around it.

This skeleton actually exuded a powerful aura of a late saint, and ghosts kept pouring in from all around, and the aura was still increasing.

This turned out to be the ghost king that gathered the power of most of the wronged souls here. The ghost aura was eerie, as if there were endless wronged souls screaming in pain.

"Those who trespass into the underworld will die!"

The skeleton roared, and the huge palm slammed down, and the surrounding space was instantly completely imprisoned, leaving no place for people to hide.

At the same time, all kinds of surging emotions rushed into Lin Fengmian's body, trying to arouse his seven emotions and six desires.

Lin Fengmian used the evil emperor formula to directly follow his intentions, but it only aroused negative emotions such as anger and murderous intent.

He shouted angrily, "Why are you yelling so loudly? It's not like I can't hear you!"

Black mist rolled over him, and the four-headed, eight-armed Eight Desolate Evil God instantly appeared on the spot, punching the skeleton hard and sending it flying.