In the Hall of Ten Generals, black fire was reflected. Yan Feng glanced at the ten people around him. At this moment, he was filled with a cold and solemn and murderous spirit, which made people stay away from him.

Because of Xueer's death, his heart was already dead. At this moment, Yan Feng had only one thought in his mind, that is, to become stronger, and then destroy the Northern Yin, and even Yan Feng wanted to demolish the entire underworld!

At this moment, Yan Feng had no favoritism for the entire underworld.

Maybe I should say that from the very beginning, I have no favoritism!

How many disasters and how many times of life and death are all caused from this underworld. If one day he has that strength, Yan Feng will never be lenient!

In addition, the countless ghosts in the ghost prison are all under their own power. Once it is difficult, hundreds of millions of ghosts will emerge from the ghost prison, and the underworld will not be in chaos!

"Where has that person been?" Yan Feng glanced slightly, but the little master who had not appeared before was not found, and he couldn't help asking.

"What the Lord said is the following?"

At this moment, a figure slowly walked in from the entrance of the palace, and the figure floated up. Another ten black stones that were originally surrounded by black fire were added out of thin air.

Zhi Mopiao fell on the black stone. Although he had a calm smile on his face, anyone could see it, full of weakness.

A large part of Yan Feng's ability to survive this disaster has something to do with Zhi Mo, especially the last chaotic force. If Zhi Mo had not tried his best to cut off 30%, it would be unknown whether Yan Feng could sit here alive at this moment.

"You also created the barrier before?"

Yan Feng remembered that when he was trapped in the barrier before, a small figure appeared, with its size and outline exactly the same as Zhi Mo.

"Yes, it's me."

"Lord, Zhimo is specially sent to help the Lord through the tribulation. There are many offenses. Please don't blame him."

Yan Feng turned his head and looked at Cao Yan. At this moment, he seemed to have realized a lot in an instant. Zhi Mo first forced himself to activate the power of the tribulation, and then helped him overcome the tribulation.

In other words, all this is done intentionally.

These people are deliberately trying to get through the tribulation!

Then why...why did Xueer be killed by Beiyin when she was over the tribulation?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of excitement suddenly flashed in Yan Feng's eyes. A wisp of spiritual consciousness quietly swept across the entire Ten Generals' Hall, passing by... that side hall.

Like other places, it just passes by without stopping at all.

His eyebrows suddenly frowned, and Yan Feng's fist clenched tightly.

Damn it…!

The originally hope was shattered again!

All Yan Feng did secretly, naturally he could not escape Cao Yan's eyes. He had expected it before, so he had already arranged for Zhi Mo to go and wipe Lin Xueer's breath completely from the world.

With Zhimo's means, Yan Feng would definitely not be able to detect it now.

With a wave of his hand, there was an agate bottle in front of Yan Feng, and the agate bottle slowly floated in front of Zhi Mo.

"This is Jiulong Coral Nectar. You helped me overcome the tribulation and suffered a lot of injuries. This thing can help you heal your injuries."

After taking the agate bottle, Zhimo smiled slightly and sat cross-legged on the black stone: "Zhimo thanks the Lord for the reward."

"Okay, since that's the case, it's time to talk about the serious business next."

Cao Yan stood up from the black stone.

"Lord, if everything is fine, we can send you out of the ghost prison."

Yan Feng didn't say anything, but continued to sit on the black stone. After about a cup of tea, he stood up and took a step forward, and his figure dissipated in the hall.

"After one stick of incense, I will leave the Ghost Prison." Only a voice was left, echoing in the Hall of Ten Generals.

"Lianghai, please arrange the matters of the Lord leaving the Ghost Prison, Qi Ge, Ghost Ring, Zhi Mo, Chi Qian, you four stay, the others, prepare for each of you."

"yes!"

Yan Feng, his figure appeared in the place where Lin Xueer had dissipated, sitting cross-legged in the void.

"Xue'er... are you really leaving?"

Looking at the void around him, Yan Feng looked despair and cold in his eyes. His hands gently stroked the void, as if there was still her breath remaining.

The wind roared and raging, as if chanting a song of compassion. The wind was pale and white, flying faintly in this wind.

Under the East China Sea, there is a blood-colored vortex here. No one knows how long this vortex has existed, and no one knows what kind of existence there is in this vortex.

It was just flowing, and at the bottom of the East China Sea, it was flowing quietly forever. All the fish and shrimps passing by the vortex had no time to escape, and were sucked into the vortex.

At this moment, outside the blood-colored vortex, a huge monster appeared. The beast was five or six feet tall, with a tiger-like fur, but with a touch of black, and its neck was even brown and gray, with five long tails, especially at the tail, which swayed freely. On the top of its head, it was lying upward with a snow-white long horn on its forehead, and its eyes were filled with a gray light.

And above the monster's head, an old man sat cross-legged. The old man was wearing ordinary linen clothes, with a rusty head and a kind face, and he looked like a kind old man next door.

This person, the demon world, the old demon who asked Yan Feng to send jade to Ksitigarbha... and when he sat down, it was the ancient wild beast, ferocity!

This old demon actually left the desolate island of the Demon Realm and came to the human world! Before the blood-colored vortex!

As soon as this monster appeared, the aura that belonged to the monster scattered. The fish and shrimp within a radius of tens of thousands of feet were all scattered and fled in a row. However, in just a few breaths, there was no living creature in the entire radius of tens of feet.

The old demon had a smile on his face and gently stroked Zhe's long snow-white horns. Zhe let out a muffled breath, and then stepped directly into the blood-colored vortex.

In this blood-colored vortex, there is a city inside, and this city is called Immortal City!

The person who ruled the city, the blood mastered the blood pill. In ancient times, Jiuzhou conquered and conquered, and a demon who gathered the killing energy of heaven and earth was sealed here by the hundred miles of Changfeng a thousand years ago!

In the Immortal City, the Blood Lord Blood Pill was sitting alone in the blood-red hall, leaning half of his body on the blood chair. At this moment, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Finally... is here!

In this hall, a figure appeared, which was the old demon who had been outside the vortex before.

The old man sitting in the stern face also smiled at this moment. No matter how you look at this smile, he only has kind eyes, just like an old man next door, making it difficult to associate it with the word "demon".

"My friend of Blood Pill, I came as scheduled."

The Blood Lord's Blood Pill stood up from the blood chair at this moment and bowed to the old man.

"The Demon Lord is here, the blood pill is extremely prosperous."

A bloodthirsty smile cut from the corner of your mouth!
Chapter completed!