What's so scary about the Mountain of Swords? So much so that even Pluto didn't dare to easily control the Underworld Envoys if they were allowed to become an independent force. Feng Mian gradually figured out the essence. The underworld was too chaotic, so sealing it was a wise choice.
On the dark mountain road, a figure flashed quickly. Although the surroundings were murky, there was no obstacle for Feng Mian. With a flash of light, everything ahead was under his control.
He didn't want to bring trouble to Jieyou Inn, nor did he want to get too close to the three Hades, so Feng Mian didn't accept any help. In this underworld, he had gradually become more comfortable and mastered the changes.
Although the spirit of the Styx has ulterior motives, at least Feng Mian can control it for now. Therefore, with the guidance of the water of the Styx, he is fearless. Even though he knows that he will encounter obstacles, he can only move forward.
Sure enough, on this mountain road, Feng Mian felt powerful auras one after another, and he continued to move forward. Although he did not dare to take action for the time being, he gradually lost his patience as he monitored and followed like maggots along the way.
At a certain moment, Feng Mian paused and stopped. His eyes glanced around, and the aura on his body rose. A powerful underworld energy condensed in his hand, and the meridians in his body trembled, and he slapped the ground with his palm.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
The continuous buzzing sound spread in all directions, forming a battle situation, forcing those hiding in the dark to come out. They flew up one after another, stood around, surrounded Feng Mian, and blocked the way back.
"I knew it wouldn't go so smoothly. Everyone, you know that the road ahead leads to the North Territory's Wan Zhang Dao Mountain. Aren't you afraid? It is said that no Nether clan there will be spared."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of irony in Feng Mian's tone. The dignified Ming Clan did not even dare to break into a mountain of swords, allowing the Ming Envoy to occupy its most advantageous position, thereby depriving it of control.
"By being so obedient, can you guarantee that Pluto will fulfill his promise? Or will Pluto agree to your request? I, Feng Mian, was just used as a bait. You are all so crazy, haven't you thought about the consequences?"
With one hand behind his back, Feng Mian held the Soul-Dinging Wen Yu in his other hand.
During these days, the underworld energy was used too frequently, which caused abnormalities in his body. Therefore, the soul-fixing warm jade is the best stabilizing object. It must be held tightly in hand to suppress the turbulence of the meridians.
"Feng Mian, all you talk about is just to excuse yourself and escape. Do you think we will be fooled? You are a big fish. As long as we catch you, it will be enough for us to split equally.
Already."
"That's right, I haven't made such a big move in the Nether Realm for a long time. Not only the Underworld Envoy, but even Lord Pluto will not let you stay here, and will also pursue the secrets of my Nether Realm."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Why don't we capture him directly. He has killed so many of our clansmen, and he should pay the price. Both the Messenger of Hades and the King of Hades will live, so capture him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, different weapons appeared in the hands of many Nether Tribe people at the same time, pointing directly at Feng Mian's face. They swarmed up and attacked him from different directions, instantly surrounding him and suppressing him with their powerful aura.
Feng Mian stomped his steps and stood still. He spread his hands and the marks of the Earthly Palm flashed out. They kept rotating around him. They spread out like an arc, then exploded, and the energy spread layer by layer.
Boom! Bang!
There was a buzzing sound, and Feng Mian's figure spun around and flew backwards. The mark of the Earthly Evil Palm flew away, scattering everyone. One after another, the figures of the Nether Clan turned into spirit sons and disappeared. Under this move, none of them were able to survive.
Hard contact.
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Watching the scattered spirits dissipate in the sky, there was no fluctuation in Feng Mian's eyes. He would no longer be soft-hearted, nor would he be merciful. There was bound to be a killing along the way, so just go on a killing spree. There was nothing to worry about.
At this time, a figure was thrown to the ground and did not dissipate. But he looked at Feng Mian with fear in his eyes and backed away little by little: "You...you killed so many of us...you..."
Feng Mian stood still on the spot like a god of death. With a little finger, a black light penetrated his eyebrows and instantly turned into ashes. If he let this person go, more people would come and cause even more trouble.
With a little step, he flew towards the direction of the mountain of swords. Feng Mian didn't want to delay. The more he delayed, the more trouble he would have. He wanted to find the answer he wanted as soon as possible. No matter what it was, he was mentally prepared.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and a black thunder suddenly struck down, aiming straight at Feng Mian.
The figure flashed and dodged quickly, and a deep mark appeared on the ground.
The black thunder carried a powerful cold air, coming from a powerful existence in the underworld. Feng Mian raised his hand and waved his sleeves, drawing a line of energy: "Come out! What's the point of hiding? You are not rushing.
Did you come with me?"
Phew! Phew!
Sounds of breaking through the air came one after another, and Feng Mian only saw a flag flying towards him. After he dodged it, it sank directly into the ground. Mysterious and dense runes were drawn on it, exuding a stream of energy.
When Feng Mian didn't react, the flags turned into phantoms and flew away, scattering countless flags to form a strange formation, trapping Feng Mian in the middle, and his breath continued to shrink, making him unable to retreat.
He opened his hands and used his Nether Qi to resist. Feng Mian frowned, and the suppression of his Qi field became stronger and stronger. This was because he had already calculated that those people from the Nether Clan were just cannon fodder, and only then did the real strong man take action.
"Who are you? Why don't you dare to come out to see people? Are you also an envoy of the underworld? I don't understand why you must put me to death. Why do I have such a deep grudge against you to kill them all like this?"
With Qi Jin defense, Feng Mian will not be in danger for the time being. But if the stalemate continues, the strange runes on these flags will swallow up his dark energy until exhaustion and completely suppress him.
"Haha...haha...boy Fengmian, you and I don't have any deep hatred, but you should never insist on coming to the Nether Realm. Since you have opened the gate to the Nether Realm, there is no way back."
A cold voice came, and then, a man wearing a gray gown, with a cold face, and even a weird smile appeared. He sneered at first, and then a flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and Feng Mian was enveloped in murderous intent.
"Do you still remember what King Xiaoyao told you? It would be in vain for you to give up searching for the so-called answer in your heart, but you just don't believe it and insist on continuing to pursue it."
Step by step closer, the mysterious man's aura locked Feng Mian. As long as he thought, these flags would completely wrap Feng Mian, unable to move, and then turn into a pool of blood, without any life.
"Since you were stubborn and moved things that shouldn't have been touched, then don't blame us for killing them all. We should be grateful to you for opening the seal of the underworld and giving us a glimmer of hope, but it's a pity..."
With a wave of his hand, countless flags flew up and turned into a seal, severely suppressing Feng Mian. The dark energy on his body was also absorbed instantly and he could not move for half a minute. What on earth is this?
The air waves spread out layer by layer, and the man stared down at where Feng Mian was, with a smile on his lips: "Haha... no need to waste your efforts. I can tell you the truth, no one can escape our Fang Zhuo Ghost King Flag!
"
Thousands of ghosts condense
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The Ghost King Flag gathered by Ju has the ability to kill gods and demons. It is invincible in this underworld. As long as it is trapped by the Ghost King Flag, it will be a dead end. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless.
"Haha... I didn't expect that the legendary existence of you, the guy who stirred up the Cangling Realm, the Great Wilderness Realm, and even the Underworld Realm, is nothing more than this. Under the banner of my Ghost King, you still have no power to parry. I am overestimating you.
"
A victor's smile appeared on Fang Zhuo's face, staring at the blockade of the Ghost King's flag. He thought that it was so simple, why would it make Pluto, and even the entire underworld, afraid? He was just a little guy.
Unexpectedly, a moment later, a faint voice came from behind Fang Zhuo.
"If you really think so, you are totally wrong. Feng Mian is indeed easy to be underestimated because he faces super strong people. But do you think he can really act alone?"
Shocked in his heart, Fang Zhuo turned around instantly and stared ahead vigilantly: "Who? Dare to meddle in my business, don't you want to die? Get out of here!"
Immediately afterwards, a figure walked out slowly. Wearing a moon-white gown and holding a long sword, he looked elegant, with a coldness flashing in his eyes and a smile on his lips, which made people feel cold.
Huang Haoyu, why is he here?
He held his hands in front of his chest, and a ray of light flashed on the scabbard. A shadow flashed, appearing very close to Fang Zhuo, staring at him mysteriously: "You provoked Feng Mian, but you didn't provoke him alone!
"
The long sword was unsheathed, as fast as lightning. The sword light flashed across, Fang Zhuo quickly avoided it with a cold face. His footsteps left a long trace on the ground, and he stared at Huang Haoyu warily: "You actually...
…”
"Who are you? You can also appear in the underworld in a human body. You are also holding a underworld weapon and wearing underworld armor. This is impossible! How did you break in?"
With a wave of the long sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. The sword light formed a line of energy and enveloped Huang Haoyu's whole body. In an instant, he rushed out, the man and the sword merged into one, and the breath of heaven and earth condensed on him. Countless sword energy flew away.
.
But in an instant, Huang Haoyu turned into a huge sword energy and directly attacked Fang Zhuo's Tianling.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
The sword light slashed down, and Fang Zhuo was so anxious that he actually caught it with both hands, and his body suddenly sank down. A ferocious expression appeared on his face: "This is impossible, why is this happening, this is absolutely impossible!"
The sword energy was suppressed downwards again, and Huang Haoyu's shadow flashed: "You still don't plan to release your Ghost King Flag? You still want to suppress Feng Mian, give you three seconds, otherwise you will die!"
At the critical moment, the Ghost King Flag flew out, confronting the sword energy. Fang Zhuo formed a seal in his hand, and the Ghost King Flag released thousands of ghosts, swallowing the sword energy continuously. At this moment, Huang Haoyu suddenly avoided and did not confront him.
So tough.
"Feng Mian, what are you waiting for? Why don't you take action now?"
Feng Mian's figure flashed, and a stream of dark energy condensed in his hand. His fingertips touched Fang Zhuo's vital point.
Phew! Boom!
The underworld energy filled up and exploded directly. Feng Mian passed through Fang Zhuo's body and stood firmly on the spot.
His eyes were full of determination, he slowly restrained his moves, and his breath was completely recovered.
Turning around, Feng Mian and Huang Haoyu looked at each other and smiled. Although they had not cooperated for a long time, the tacit understanding between them had not weakened. From the beginning, Feng Mian sensed their auras and looked at him not far away.
"Brother, it's been a long time. You guys are here, but what about the others? Don't you want to come out to see me? Or is it that you have a plan and now is not the time to break it up?"