In the eyes of the Soul Master, Master Senluo is just a little ant.
The result was obvious. After two or three moves, Master Senluo Hall lost his ability to fight.
The soul master borrowed Feng Mian's body and summoned the soul-suppressing order, which instantly made all the black shadow warriors bow their heads. Including those from the Nether Clan who were affected, the Nether Qi was temporarily imprisoned and unable to move.
Outside the Senluo Palace, the Palace Master was half-kneeling in front of the Soul Master, surrounded by powerful soul power that could not be untied for a while. Many people from the Nether Tribe, including the refining dead warriors, were all kneeling here.
"You, my soul master, please listen clearly. From now on, if the underworld envoy causes trouble again, disrupts the order of the underworld, or even overpowers the king of the underworld, then I will use the soul-suppressing order to wipe him out!"
Sonorous and powerful, every sentence and every word was accurately transmitted to their ears.
Many people from the Nether Tribe lowered their heads and wanted to resist but were powerless. They gritted their teeth and did not want to give in. However, under the powerful soul-suppressing power, they had no power to resist at all. Even the palace master could only roar unwillingly.
"Who are you? Why are you so familiar with the power of my underworld clan? Is what you have in your hand the legendary soul-suppressing order that has been lost for many years? Why do you appear here? I want you to explain!"
Even now, Master Senluo Hall is still showing off. The Soul Master has been around for thousands of years, so naturally he will not care about an ignorant person like him. As soon as the soul-suppressing order was turned, the aura from his body was extracted bit by bit.
"If you say one more word, this soul master will dissipate your original dark energy bit by bit until it merges with this underworld and completely turns into a spirit child, which can never be repaired. If you don't believe it, then try it!"
He raised his head ferociously and stared at the Soul Master. The Palace Master struggled to resist this force.
"Even if you can control the power of the underworld, even if you have the soul-suppressing order, Feng Mian is from the human race. Do you want to help him suppress the people of the underworld? Is this what you do?"
Snapped!
With a slap, Master Senluo flew backwards, hit the stone wall, and then slowly slid down. With a flash of his body, the Soul Master appeared in front of him in an instant, staring at him sinisterly: "You are teaching me how to do things.
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Turning around, facing thousands of people from the Nether Tribe, the soul-suppressing order flew up. The powerful power spread instantly, and the entire mountain of swords was enveloped. A black vortex appeared in the sky, and the aura was extremely powerful.
"I would like to say this for the last time, the soul master. The future of the Nether Realm and the development of the Nether Clan will naturally be decided by Pluto. It is not the turn of a bunch of you guys to dominate one area and think that you are invincible. How stupid!"
He didn't dare to say anything or resist, so he could only lower his head and bear the pressure of the Soul Resurrection Order.
After a while, Feng Mian's consciousness woke up, but this time, he did not forcefully suppress the power of the soul master, but allowed him to leave the space of the divine pillar and controlled it with the golden scale veins. There was no big problem.
Face to face, the Soul Master was still as handsome as ever. After the battle, Feng Mian's strength and soul power were a little weak, and he looked a little embarrassed. A helpless smile appeared on his face.
"Haha... It's okay now. You finally regained some ground, didn't you? I have accomplished what I promised you. In this underworld, you are completely free from now on. Whether you will be an enemy or a friend in the future depends entirely on you.
Decide."
Turning around, raising his hand and waving, Feng Mian left gracefully without any entanglement.
Han Molin stepped forward quickly and supported him: "You are still trying to be brave at this time. You should rest for a while. I will take you to Qishan to find the most powerful weapon refiner in the underworld, the Lord of Qishan. He should have
Method."
Without hesitation, with a sleepy Feng Mian, Han Molin quickly flew towards Qishan.
At the same time, the soul master also waved the folding fan in his hand and disappeared in an instant. However, the soul-suppressing order quietly followed Feng Mian and returned to the space of the imperial pillar. It was his thing and could never be lost.
Three days later, on the east side of the Hades Domain, there was a small Hades River.
Feng Mian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, finally slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and looked around, his eyes fixed on Han Molin in front of him, with his back to him.
"Brother Han, you saved me? How long have I been in this state?"
Han Molin turned around, looked him up and down, and raised an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth: "You are very good! You fought alone against the master of Senluo Hall and suppressed it with force. You almost sacrificed your rare treasure, right? You really don't want your life!"
"Almost all the meridians in your body were damaged, but your recovery power is really shocking. In just three days, you were able to completely repair it. It is really unique and I have to admire it."
Standing up, Feng Mian felt the breath in his body, which was still a little stagnant, but it was nothing serious.
"Thank you, Brother Han, for not giving up, but where is this place?"
Hearing this, Han Molin raised his head and looked to the east: "Have you seen the valley in front of you? It is lush and green, and the breath is fresh. It is incompatible with the environment of this underworld. Only Lord Qishan can have such great ability."
"If the prediction is correct, your friends should have already arrived there. The underworld armor cannot be maintained for too long, so it must be repaired regularly, otherwise it will be contaminated by underworld energy and the consequences will be serious."
Feng Mian's eyes sharpened, his brows furrowed, and he nodded: "You are right. The Lord of Qishan in your mouth is the one with the most unique legends in this underworld, who is also proficient in the art of refining weapons and is very unique.
Bit?"
Han Molin stepped forward and glanced at Feng Mian: "Now that you're awake, quickly find a way to cross the Styx River and enter Qishan Mountain. Your current situation is not optimistic, and you must repair the Styx Armor as soon as possible."
Isn't it easy to cross the River Styx? The spirit of the River Styx is among Feng Mian's rare treasures, and it only takes a matter of minutes.
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In the center of Qishan Mountain, in the valley.
Here there are green grass and trees, flowers in full bloom, small bridges and flowing water, birds singing and the fragrance of flowers. It is like a paradise.
To be able to own, or rather create, such a world in the barren, auraless underworld, completely isolated from the outside world, requires strong strength and absolutely exquisite arrangements.
At this time, two people were sitting opposite each other by a slowly flowing stream. There was a chess game in the middle, and they were playing chess with concentration. Judging from the chess game, the two sides were evenly matched, with a slight difference.
"Little girl, you and I have been playing chess for seven days and seven nights. I didn't expect that your chess skills are so superb. I have met many people who are good at chess, but they have never played against me for so long."
An old man in his sixties, wearing a gray robe, with an immortal spirit but a somewhat weird temper, said with a smile: "If you really beat me, then I will agree to your request."
Opposite him, a woman in a light-colored dress has a beautiful face and smooth skin. She shows everyone's style in every gesture. Who else could she be if she wasn't Yue Fengling?
The corners of her mouth were raised, showing a rather proud smile, and her eyes were looking at the old man.
"This is what you said. Once you say it, it will never be followed. Don't default on your debt when the time comes. It's your turn. I will definitely win you in this move."
"Haha...haha...little girl, don't get too complacent, the situation has not been decided yet."
Just as he was about to make his move, there was a shout from outside: "Who are you? What do you want to do by intruding into our Qishan Mountain without permission? You'd better explain clearly, otherwise there's no way you can get there. You can't break into this place casually."
The old man was a little distracted. Yue Fengling took the opportunity to flick the chess piece in his hand. In an instant, the situation on his side collapsed and he was completely lost.
"Little girl, you are cheating, this game doesn't count. You took advantage of me not paying attention, and the chess piece fell by yourself, not the move I wanted to make. It doesn't count, it doesn't count, start over."
Yue Fengling stood up and pointed at the old man: "You are the dignified Lord of Qishan, and everyone in the Nether Realm must give you some respect. If we didn't have Siniang's recommendation letter, we wouldn't be able to come here. Are you going to go back on your promise?
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Waves of air swept through, and the creek became turbulent. On the outside, fights started at the slightest disagreement.
"General, why are you so indiscriminate? We have no ill intentions, we just have something important to ask Lord Qishan for help. It's really unreasonable for you to embarrass us like this."
Han Molin used his sword energy to defend himself and retreated step by step, not wanting to hurt the guard. However, the opponent pressed forward step by step and attacked the vital points again and again. No matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it.
The sword energy condensed, anger appeared in Han Molin's eyes, his sword trembled violently, and he stared at the guard.
"If you continue to be so unreasonable and refuse to listen to any explanation, I will have no choice but to offend you."
With a twist of the long sword, Han Molin pointed a finger, the seals changed rapidly, and the sword energy turned into thousands of sword shadows, forcing the defender to retreat easily. His wine swordsmanship was not something that ordinary people could resist.
They were retreating steadily, and the guard was shocked. It turned out that he had been tolerant just now.
The sword energy blocked the movement of the guard, and he could not approach for the time being. Taking this opportunity, Han Molin used his spiritual power and said in a deep voice: "Han Molin, along with his brother Feng Mian, asked to see the Lord of Qishan, hoping to make an exception.
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The sound wasn't loud, but it was enough to spread throughout the valley.
The next moment, Yue Fengling's delicate body flashed and she rushed out. A ray of green light sword energy shot out, sealing the guard instantly. Her eyes never moved away from Feng Mian, and she landed lightly to hold him.
With a wave of her sleeves, the Qingfeng Sword returned to her hand. She glared at the guard and led Han Molin into the valley: "Follow me! What can the old man ask for? He has something to ask of me, so just come in casually.
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After a while, Yue Fengling brought Feng Mian and Han Molin to Lord Qishan.
"Old man, you lost the chess game and agreed to my request. Now my request is that no matter what conditions he proposes to you, as long as they are not too excessive and within your ability, you must agree."
Master Qishan stood up and looked at Feng Mian and Han Molin. The latter was fine. When Master Qishan looked at Feng Mian, his eyes changed and he stared at his eyebrows: "Impossible! Let him leave and get out now.
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The afterimage flashed and Lord Qishan disappeared, leaving the three of them looking at each other inexplicably.
Feng Mian's face was still a little pale, and he looked at Yue Fengling doubtfully: "Have you mentioned me to him? Or, did I offend this senior Qishan Lord in some way? Why is he so unkind to me?"
Yue Fengling shook her head. She was also confused: "I have never mentioned you or said anything about you. I have been playing chess with him these days. He is so right to you..."
Turning around, she looked at the direction in which Lord Qishan disappeared. Yue Fengling snorted: "I'm going to find him. This old man is very weird and cannot be inferred by common sense. You guys first find a quiet place to settle down and wait for my news."