Li Yuanfeng took another step forward, and behind him came the scream of a ghost car, which was louder than the clear chirping of a crane. The lingering sounds spread out, layer upon layer, showing a pale green color, eerie and terrifying, and when combined together, they looked like a circle.

The ring seemed illusory and real, with intertwined textures, and landed on top of the magic weapon stuck in the space. Then it spun around, and the ghost car screamed again, one after another, rolling forward like a wave.

Such a sound, coming from the fifth song, is confusing to the ears, the sound is entering the spiritual platform, and it is disturbing people's minds. What's more, mixed with the essence of the devil's true intention, it can be called a life-threatening demonic sound.

The next moment, there was only a painful cry, the sound was very clear and pleasant, and then, above the magic weapon like a door knocker, thousands of shadows jumped out from the demonic sound of Li Yuanfeng's fifth song, swaying as if they were drunk.

It swings and hovers like the shadow of a crane. After a while, all the shadows are unified and turn into the beautiful shadow of a girl.

Under the skylight, one can see that the girl's skin is as white as jade, her waist is tied up in a palace skirt, her black hair hangs down to her waist like a waterfall, her white jade feet are stepping on lotus crystal shoes, she looks very delicate and beautiful, but under her long eyelashes, her pupils are full of blood.

Open contains killing, destruction and death.

Just one look at it will give you nightmares.

The spirit of the treasure of the netherworld was born from death. How can it be a kind person?

Don’t you see it, all the disciples from the Demon Master’s Palace who came here have all entered the belly of this seemingly sweet and lovely girl.

But now, this beautiful girl looks very embarrassed. She is kneeling on the ground, wearing a ring on her smooth and jade-like forehead. It looks like a garland, but in fact it is made of fine and dense mantras intertwined with each other, and even spikes.

It pierced into her spirit body and emitted magical sounds all the time, which was probably comparable to the tightening curse that Sun Wukong would be put on later.

"ah,"

The girl knelt on the ground, screaming in pain. Her clothes fell apart, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin, a beautiful face with a ferocious face, black hair draped down, and she looked like a ghost, and her voice could be heard far away.

Li Yuanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, watching quietly with no expression on his face.

In the end, after the weapon spirit girl curled up on the ground in pain, a layer of sweat broke out on her delicate body, and even her pupils turned white, she said, "How is my spell?"

The girl hugged her shoulders, her little body trembling. She didn't know that Li Yuanfeng's hand was based on Sun Wukong's tightening curse, but this kind of pain that penetrated the deepest part of the soul, even if the spell temporarily stopped, it was still as if it was engraved.

The girl raised her head slightly and looked at Li Yuanfeng, who had a sinister face. She shivered again, her ferocity greatly reduced.

She kept muttering in her heart, thinking of such torture methods to make life worse than death, the other party is the real evil person, the evil person, and the ruthless person.

Compared with the other party, I am like a white lotus!

"Say something,"

Li Yuanfeng took a step forward, looked down at the huddled girl weapon spirit from a high position, and said: "What is your name and the origin of the magic weapon? If you don't know clearly, I will recite the incantation again."

When she heard the curse being recited, the girl immediately raised her head, her eyes filled with fear, and she screamed: "Stop reciting it!"

Li Yuanfeng didn't speak, just stared at her.

"My name is Xiaoqiong,"

The girl was born spiritually early and already possessed wisdom. She was shocked by Li Yuanfeng and did not dare to delay. She quickly replied: "I should be the spirit of the Yin ring on the Biyue."

"I don't know when the Yin ring on the moon was conceived. It is born to be able to communicate with Chongyin Mountain, Naihe Bridge, and other mysterious places in the netherworld, and borrow power."

"This is amazing."

Li Yuanfeng thought that the Chongyin Mountain and Naihe Bridge he encountered were just projections, and they had considerable power. They were probably in forbidden places in the netherworld.

"Anything else, keep talking."

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were gleaming green, and he looked at the weapon spirit who called himself Xiaoqiong. He was keenly aware that the magic weapon called the Biyue Shangyin Ring in front of him was probably the magic weapon that came into being in the Netherworld in this era.

The more you know about small effects, the more beneficial they will be.

The weapon spirit girl Xiaoqiong opened her mouth and was about to continue speaking. Suddenly, water ripples appeared in the void in front of her eyes, and layers of black lotus bloomed. Above, the clouds intertwined like a canopy, and below, a young man sat.

, with white hair like snow and a handsome face, like a woman. He is dressed in mysterious clothes and has a submerged sword hanging from his waist. He is quiet and mysterious.

As soon as this person appeared, the silver ring on the moon suddenly rang softly, and the heavy halo of light flourished, echoing it if thousands of moonlights fell.

And Xiaoqiong quickly raised her hand to push aside the hanging black hair, revealing her pretty face.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell,

The bells on the moon ring are ringing without wind, and they are connected together like a tune, like rolling up a bead curtain and letting the morning rain fall. The willow leaves are thick outside. After dressing up, I sit in the attic and look forward to my return.

This is exactly how a magic weapon waits to be destined.

When Li Yuanfeng heard the noise, he raised his head and looked at the person who came. He was filled with strong Qi and looked lifeless. He was a Hades Lord.

Just like the Xuanmen Celestials, the Ancient Buddhas of the Buddhist Sect, the Demon Saints of the Demon Clan, and the Nether Lord of the Netherworld, and the three above are at the same level, they are all great figures who have the same life span as heaven and earth, and are linked to the power of rules.

And specifically speaking, most of the rules understood by the Lord of the Underworld are related to the dark side of the netherworld. Although the road going up will become narrower and narrower, it is remote and strange, and has powerful lethality.

Lord Netherworld is never someone to be trifled with. Although Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the underworld that day and looked very majestic, but really speaking, the Buddhist sect must have made arrangements in advance. Otherwise, if Lord Netherworld comes out, that person will

At that time, the monkey was blinded by its head.

"The destined one has arrived."

Li Yuanfeng looked at the person who came, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Judging from the energy on the other person's body, he should have just been promoted, and the time may be shorter than his own. He smiled and asked: "I wonder what Ming Jun is called?"

"Nine Desolate Demon Saints,"

The visitor called out the origin of Li Yuanfeng. His voice was soft and soft, as if the moonlight was diffused under the slight cool breeze, and said: "You can call me Zhe Xin."

"Ha ha,"

Li Yuanfeng smiled, his eyes sparkling, and said: "I didn't expect that my reputation has spread to the underworld."

Li Yuanfeng was not too surprised when the other party called out his name.

As mentioned before, being promoted to the Demon Saint level is completely different from before. This kind of cultivation and strength cannot be underestimated in any force. It plays a decisive role.

Therefore, as long as other forces get the news, they will work hard to collect all relevant information for future use.

After being promoted to Demon Saint, whether it was himself or Bai Ze's reminder, Li Yuanfeng had long been prepared to adapt to the fact that he was no longer a transparent person, but a dazzling existence everywhere.

"The Nine Desolate Demon Saints have done great things."

Zhe Xin has a feminine appearance, and her voice is even softer. Her words are written in strands, and her water is flowing.

The two were talking and laughing, looking like old friends reunited. Qi Ling Xiaoqiong bit her red lips and was a little dazed.
Chapter completed!