When Su Yan came all the way to the Black Rock Mountains, he realized that although the order had been issued for more than ten days, there was still a ghost messenger of 66. Even the ghost officials came from all around. It seemed that they were delayed for various reasons.

At the entrance of Yama City, we met more than 60 anxious ghost messengers. Everyone looked at each other and felt a sense of life after a disaster, especially looking at the vortex entrance behind the red boulder, which was so intimate.

"I'm finally back home!" A ghost servant said with relief.

"Yes, the territory of Jizhou is too dangerous. I thought I had no chance to come back. Now I can see all my colleagues again, which is very comforting."

"Have you heard that there are immortals in the imperial capital. Since I became a ghost servant, I have never seen what immortals look like, and I don't know which city colleagues are working there. I am really envious."

"Brother, if those brothers hear your words, they might strangle you to death again. I heard that the imperial capital is the most chaotic. We used to have a small fight with the Blood Clothing Hou, but now I feel that this Blood Clothing Hou is so terrifying."

"Haha, just kidding, after all, we finally came back safely, but who do you think the leader of the Blood God Sect is? Could it be an immortal?"

"I don't know this. Anyway, the war is ongoing. After snatching all the blood-clothed marquis, they brought all the spoils to the imperial capital. I heard that they all went to become immortals. Anyway, the leader of the Blood God Sect has not yet appeared."

"It's time to leave, it's safer to go home. When I go back this time, I'll have to sleep well for a few days. I used to think this was a beautiful errand, but I didn't expect it..."

Many ghosts have arrived at their doorsteps successfully, and they all sighed, thinking they were going to be on the list of deaths. I don’t know what to do about this, what do you think about the underworld? You must know that the dead souls are floating everywhere and the evil ghosts are taking shape, but the order below is to withdraw collectively. When they walk back, they can even see many dead souls, but they don’t care.

I can't even take care of them anymore, so who cares about them? But probably, after this chaos, the entire Zhongzhou will inevitably be completely in chaos, and I don't know how long it will take to stabilize.

This is a catastrophe.

Su Yan kept listening to it. At this moment, millions of people in the live broadcast room were excited and excited, and they could see what the real underworld looked like.

That's right. Since Su Yan came to Zhongzhou, the time he had been to the underworld was short, and there were very few people in the live broadcast room at that time. Finally, he fell in Qingzhou, back and forth, and never had much soul to calm down. Moreover, because of the different tokens, he could not return to the underworld. This delay had been a long time.

After greeting the exciting rewards and urging of hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room, Su Yan also looked at the entrance with emotion. When he was taken to Zhongzhou for the first time, he was in a daze. It had been almost two years since he was taken to Zhongzhou by others, and he was only one step away from the ghost official.

A large number of these people in front of me are like me, and are still considered rookies. After all, everyone's internship period was only three years, but they have not arrived yet.

Many ghost messengers are still at the level of the seventh or even the eighth grade. They are not like themselves, they are driving and rising like rockets. Of course, there are also some old ghost messengers who may have worked for seven or eight years or even longer, but they are only at the level of the fifth grade.

As the ghost messengers sighed and took out their yellow Yama token, input their soul power, and then walked into the vortex, Su Yan took a deep breath, hoping that Xiaorou and the others would be fine, and that they could not exchange some good things from the system for them to defend themselves when they were in danger.

Su Yan walked at the end, watched everyone go in one by one, then looked around and said, "Brothers and sisters, you're going to enter the underworld now."

[Anchor, please stop talking. I'm so anxious. You've all been in. Please check in quickly.]

[Don't be anxious upstairs. When it's time, you and I will go there.]

[Anchor, I have done a lot of bad things before, but of course I have become a good person now. That is, are there really oil pans and knife mountains under the underworld?]

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"Of course there are these, what price you have paid and what you have enjoyed. When you die, all the causes and effects will be drunk in the city of Wude Death, and then reveal whether you are reincarnated immediately, or punished, or continue to stay and enjoy the life of the ghost," Su Yan smiled.

Soon, there were overwhelming rewards. I hope the anchors can stay more at that time, let them see the underworld, give themselves some psychological hints, and do more good deeds, so as not to enjoy it now and suffer after death.

Su Yan didn't dare to stay longer, so he quickly activated the token and stepped in. When it appeared again, what he saw was endless yellow sand.

In the yellow sand, there are still dense black altars standing with black vortexes that absorb the mind on them, connecting other planes, and two black iron chains are tightly tied to the altar below.

And in the distance, under the scorching sun, a black city appeared like a mirage, which was Yanmo City outside the four major ghost cities of Fengdu, Beiliu and Bharat.

When he returned here again, Su Yan was filled with mixed feelings. At this moment, there were ghost messengers and ghost officials coming and going in and out, entering and leaving different planes on other altars.

【This is the underworld, there is the sun, and the yellow sand, in the desert?】

"This is the entrance to Yanmo City. When I was a ghost trooper, I was in Fengdu. It was different from here. It was pitch black and probably the same as what we know," Su Yan looked at it and completely changed back to its original state before, then put on his soul-fixing yellow clothes and walked towards the city gate in the distance.

[There are so many ghosts, but they don’t know what they are busy with, judging by their expressions.]

[Anchor, do you think this is an altar like a solar power plant, does it have an entrance to our world?]

Su Yan smiled slightly, "Of course there are, and there may be more than one, but I don't know the specific one."

At this moment, there were so many people in the live broadcast room full of curiosity, constantly wondering, taking photos, screenshots and videos, etc., and all the way to the entrance of Yanmo City, there were more ghost messengers and ghost messengers here, which was more of a gloomy feeling.

Su Yan also stopped everyone's questions, and after verifying his identity, he stepped into it directly...

At this moment, in the underworld, in the center of these four ghost towns, there is this small attic surrounded by ghost fires. In front of the attic, a cloud of fog sometimes condenses and sometimes dissipates. In the fog, a pair of eyes that seemed to come from the starry sky staring at the attic.

"I'm here again." After a long time, a sound that looked like a man and a woman, an old man and a young man came out.
Chapter completed!