Feng Mian and Dugu Xuan, the two brothers were determined to break into the Nether Clan. Several envoys wanted to stop them, but the soul-suppressing sword in Feng Mian's hand made them afraid.
Stepping on the human ladder, the mutants were sent into the realm of the underworld. After being contaminated by the underworld, Feng Mian personally wiped them out with the soul-suppressing sword. Losing their original sanity and continuing to exist would only increase the pain.
When the special envoy disappeared, they no longer had to rely on the ladder to get down, and the light above gradually weakened. The original entrance to the underworld was blocked, but they knew very well that this was only temporary.
On the Underworld Road, there is no distinction between day and night, and the sky is gray, as if covered with a layer of fog. Looking from a distance, there seems to be a light not far away guiding the direction, but if I keep walking, I can't reach the end.
"Dugu Xuan... No, I'll call you Feng Xing. I'm curious, since you've always been unwilling to admit me head-on, why did you insist on coming here again this time? Don't you want to be involved?"
The two of them were walking forward quietly. This road was also a long bridge. On both sides were wide, boundless rivers. But there was no water vapor in it, as if there was some powerful existence hidden in it.
I don't know how long it took, but Feng Mian felt that he could hardly hold on to his calm temper. He looked at each other in silence, the atmosphere was too depressing. The beam of light in front of him was getting closer and closer, but he couldn't touch it.
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Feng Mian couldn't help but ask about the doubts that had always existed in his heart.
Dugu Xuan walked forward slowly, his face calm and without any waves.
"Do you think I am willing to take risks with you? The road to the underworld involves the underworld. Although I did not experience the war personally and am not qualified, I must have heard enough about it over the years!"
Changing the topic, Dugu Xuan continued: "Legend has it that back then, the armies of the Nether Clan were so strong that they almost occupied all four directions. They were on par with, or even better than, the strong cultivators of the human race."
A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If what I heard is correct, it was the strong men of the human race who framed the Nether Clan, which caused the Nether Clan to fall into trouble. Then they joined forces to suppress it, and then the Nether Realm was sealed off."
Dugu Xuan has always maintained this attitude, so he has a wait-and-see attitude towards the opening of the gate to the underworld and the connection to the underworld road. He has no hatred at all, and does not intend to pursue it too deeply.
First, he has no feelings for Feng Junyang, nor does he have deep feelings for Duguxian. As for Feng Mian's matter, he is even less interested. Whether he is a member of the Nether Clan or not, it doesn't matter at all!
Secondly, this world is inherently turbulent and very chaotic. The Hades have suppressed their resentment for many years and want to explode. This is also human nature. The breaking of the seal is inevitable, and there is nothing to worry about.
As for why he followed Feng Mian in again, the only reason was Aunt Su Qiu.
The erosion of mutants had put Aunt Su Qiu in harm's way, which he did not want to see. Over the years, Dugu Xuan was sealed and fell asleep. The only person who could make him feel warm for a moment was Aunt Su Qiu.
If Dugu Xuan wants an explanation, he must find the ruler of the underworld. No matter what his level is or how powerful he is, nothing can stop him from seeking justice for Aunt Su Qiu. He can't control what happens to other people.
"Is it that simple? Do you believe so firmly in what you heard? What if there is a deviation? What if the Nether Clan is so ambitious that they must occupy the human race before they are suppressed?"
Feng Mian asked doubtfully. He felt that Feng Xing's temperament was becoming more and more similar to his own. He only did things for the persistence in his heart. As for other things, they didn't want to care about them at all.
"Is there any difference? Isn't your purpose this time also to save the mysterious teacher you mentioned? In this case, as long as the people in the underworld don't involve us, it doesn't matter what they want."
With a faint smile, Feng Mian said nothing more. If Feng Xing can maintain this attitude, then he can really come and go freely in the Nether Clan without any influence, so there is no need to worry.
The endless road to the underworld, this special bridge, has no idea how long it is. In the rivers on both sides, you can't feel the flow of water, it's like a pool of stagnant water, completely lifeless.
At a certain moment, Feng Mian's footsteps suddenly stopped. He frowned, and the Earth Demon Armor on his body rippled, as if to issue a warning. Danger was approaching, and it came from the river.
"Wait a minute, it seems that we don't want to cause trouble, but someone comes to us. Although we have the blood of the Nether Clan, our popularity is too strong after all. If we don't hide it, we will definitely attract the attention of the powerful people here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xing took a few steps back and stood back to back with Feng Mian, observing both sides.
Suddenly, the water in the rivers on the left and right exploded violently, and a water column rushed upward. Like a waterfall, the water flow gradually disappeared, and the three figures were frozen in mid-air, and the aura swayed, extremely powerful.
Wearing black armor, he was holding a broadsword that looked like an axe. Yes, it was indeed a broadsword, and it was indeed shaped like an axe. His body was burly, not like a human being, but more like three giant cows.
The horns were dark red, and a sharp cold light shot out from the eyes.
With a flash of body, he appeared in three directions of Feng Mian and the two of them, surrounding them. His aura shot towards their faces, trying to suppress them immediately. This aura was really like a mountain, forcibly suppressing them.
"You are...human beings! Why do you appear here? With such a strong human stench, it is simply disgusting. Isn't it clear that no humans are allowed to appear on the road to the underworld?"
The majestic, heavy, and rich voice shot towards Feng Mian and the two like air waves.
"That's right, my land in the underworld is forbidden to human beings. Don't you know? There are only two of you. You really think this is a vegetable market. You just came here. Are you here to hang out?"
Feng Mian's face was quite solemn, and so was Feng Xing's. They were not weak, and they soon realized that these three bull heads were the guards here, and they didn't need to hide their aura at all, they just burst out, they were strong men in the Holy Realm!
Are the people of the Nether Realm really so tyrannical? Anyone who comes out is a strong person in the Holy Realm? Or is it that the people of the Nether Realm are born with different physiques from human cultivators, and the Holy Realm is not unusual for them.
Taking a step forward, Feng Mian calmly raised his hands and said: "Three guards, we two have no intention of offending, and it is true that we do not know the rules here. As the saying goes, those who do not know are not guilty, so please forgive me."
"Moo..."
There was a burst of cow braying, and the powerful fluctuations made Feng Mian almost kneel down. However, the Golden Body Art in his body emitted a golden light, which forced him to resist the force, and he barely stabilized himself.
"What a joke! Just because you don't know anything, do you want to reject everything? Let me tell you, this is the Bridge of the Past, and only the dead can cross it. Since you are here, just don't leave."
Three figures flashed, trapping Feng Mian and the two of them tightly. With a wave of the giant sword in his hand, three black marks appeared on the bridge, and the gloomy air flow spread out, approaching their faces and forcibly suppressing them.
"Human beings are all despicable, without exception. So now that you are here, don't even think about going back. Only if you die and turn into souls can you pass this bridge and accept your fate!"
With a wave of the giant sword in his hand, the waves instantly spread out.
Phew! Phew!
Three qi energies came from three directions. Feng Mian and Feng Xing fled to one side and used their methods to forcibly resist the spread of the sword qi. Their bodies continued to retreat until they left long traces on the ground.
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The body rotated and stood back to back again.
"The people who came here are evil! Are they really the guards here? I think they are also soul bodies, but the Nether Clan armor on their bodies has greatly increased their combat power. They are really bad-tempered!"
Feng Xing reminded in a low voice that he felt a lot of pressure. Although the Emperor's Heart Technique was very strong, his realm had not yet reached the Holy Realm. Therefore, facing the three powerful Holy Realm experts, he was completely suppressed by the aura.
"I understand, just stay back and protect yourself. There is no need to attack, use all your strength for defense, and leave the rest to me. If you can't even get through this level, then how can we talk about the future?"
After pondering, Feng Mian's face became extremely solemn.
Although he is in the early stage of the Saint Realm, his power sometimes shines brightly and sometimes not. It was difficult to fight against a strong Saint Realm man, but now he has to deal with three of them at once, which is a tough battle!
Standing still, the aura on his body rose, and the Earth Demon Underworld Armor appeared, protecting himself first. Then he moved his hands, and palm prints appeared one after another, condensing into a barrier. Countless palm prints gathered together, and a real fighting state appeared.
"Since it doesn't make sense, let's do it!"
After a moment of silence, Fengmian disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the three people. The earth evil palm roared and shot out quickly in the shape of an arc. Palm seals were laid down one after another, attacking the three people at the same time. A vortex was formed, and the aura was extremely powerful.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
Three palm prints exploded at the same time. The three bull-headed guards struck their swords horizontally and forcibly blocked the Earthly Palm. However, their figures actually took a few steps back and stared at Feng Mian in disbelief.
"Who are you? You can actually wear Earthly Evil Underworld Armor and are not affected by the aura here. You can also control the Earthly Evil spirit. How can you do it with such ease? Where did you come from?"
"That's right, all the people in the world who can use the Earthly Palm and are so skilled have already died. Boy, how on earth did you learn the Earthly Palm? And this Nether Armor is also unusual."
Although San Niu Guardsman is a powerful warrior, he is not simple-minded. However, in their first confrontation, they could see that Feng Mian was extraordinary. Although he was in the early stage of the Holy Realm, his power was by no means ordinary.
With a wave of the big knife in his hand, a sword energy swept through him and formed a barrier.
"You'd better confess honestly. If you hide anything, this Sanchuan River will be your burial place. Not only your body, but also your soul will be trapped here forever, completely unable to turn around."
As soon as the palm of his hand changed, Feng Mian stood still.
"Oh? To imprison the soul? Nowadays, the underworld tribe has been suppressed for so many years. Do they still have such ability? If I don't want to explain, then I really can't pass it? I just don't believe it, so I'm going to try it out!"
As soon as their bodies flashed, a stream of transparent flames surged from the Earth Fiend's palm, attacking the three of them fiercely and very quickly. Seeing this, their bodies changed, and they used the combined efforts of the three of them to defend, forcing Feng Mian to be blocked.