If you fight back desperately, there must be something fishy!
The realm of the underworld is vast, and the underworld tribe is turbulent and treacherous.
Under the rule of Lord Qishan, Qishan Valley has always remained neutral and has never participated in the struggle of any force. Unlike the spooky and terrifying Lord Junshan, powerful ghosts often come to visit here.
There is only one purpose, and that is to find a suitable ghost weapon, to make yourself as strong as possible before being unable to break free, and to avoid the fate of being swallowed by other ghosts.
Therefore, Lord Qishan is very respected. As long as he obtains one of the underworld weapons he refines, he can walk freely in this underworld, and even go anywhere. There is an unwritten rule that no one can offend the Lord of the Mountain.
Not only that, but more importantly, there are barriers, mechanisms, and various mysterious places in Qishan. Not ordinary ghosts can break into it casually. Without the permission of the Lord of Qishan, even if you break in, you will only get lost.
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The guards at each place have the right to make independent decisions. As long as there are trespassing ghosts without the permission of the Lord of Qishan, the guards can directly deal with them or even devour them, so as to reduce trouble.
Respect, fear, and not daring to approach easily. These all add to the mystery of Lord Qishan.
But no one expected that when Feng Mian appeared, all order was disrupted. The weapon refining room at the top of Qishan Mountain was destroyed, the holy-level underworld weapons were taken away, and even the weapon refining furnace was destroyed.
Total chaos.
Under the chain reaction, the barriers and defenses everywhere disappeared. This gave those who were interested an opportunity to take advantage of it. When Qishan loses its mystery, it will cause all kinds of troubles.
The guards performed their duties and were scattered everywhere. They dutifully guarded the entrance for the time being, and ordinary ghosts, or even black shadow warriors, could not break in unless they were stronger than them.
After Feng Mian left, Dashan and the others were not idle. This incident was caused by their arrival, so it cannot be separated from it. They cooperated with the guard and temporarily stayed here to closely observe the changes in the Xuanwu shield barrier.
"I think since Feng Mian did this, he must have his reasons. The Xuanwu shield is not an ordinary barrier, so there shouldn't be any problems in a short time. If he goes out alone, will there be any danger?"
"At this point, worrying is of no use. The Seventh Princess has already gone to find the Lord of Qishan, hoping to persuade him to put aside his prejudice against us for the time being. The most important thing is to protect Qishan. The opponent is coming fiercely, so we should not underestimate it."
Xu Qingyu frowned and stared at the boundary of the Xuanwu Shield: "But we don't have much time. The Three Fruits are about to wither. If we can't return within the stipulated time, then we have to stay here forever."
As soon as he finished speaking, a thick and angry voice came.
"You can leave at any time if you want. No one will force you to stay. Don't think that you can make up for Feng Mian's recklessness. The whole Qishan is like this because of him. I won't let it go."
With a few clicks, violent tremors occurred everywhere in the Qishan Valley. Then figures appeared slowly. They had no breath of life or the breath of ghosts. They should be puppets refined by the Lord of Qishan.
"Even without you guys here, Qishan will still be safe and sound. How can you compare me to the master of Mount Jun? It's a joke. If I, Qishan, are so easy to get into, how can I get a foothold?"
Many puppets surrounded the valley. All the aura was concentrated here for a while. The defense was very strong and could be transformed into an offensive state at any time. Using them, Qishan Lord could more easily control it.
"Mountain Master, calm down. We are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. We will never leave until Feng Mian comes back. Now that we are here, we cannot stay out of it. Let's protect this quiet place together."
Suddenly, there were waves of impacts from the outside of Qishan, and the sound of blasting air waves continued continuously.
The guard has been entangled with the black shadow. It seems that the other party must take advantage of this opportunity to destroy Qishan. What is the reason for being so desperate?
With a thought in his mind, Master Qishan stretched out his hand, and countless puppets flew out. Silk threads shot out from their hands. Each thread was so sharp that it could cut through almost any space, let alone some ghosts.
"Hmph! You guys have taken the courage of an ambitious leopard and dared to invade our land of Qishan. It's so presumptuous!"
Lord Qishan's voice echoed in the valley, followed by the sound of thread cutting. Soon, the surrounding area became completely quiet, temporarily suppressing the other party, but this did not mean the end.
At the same time, Feng Mian tracked out alone.
On the outskirts of Qishan Mountain, on the tributary of the Styx River, countless black shadows surrounded it, staring at him coldly.
After a moment of silence, Feng Mian suddenly disappeared.
The sword veins exploded, and the body turned into a small tornado, bringing up a powerful wind that directly swept many black shadows into it. The successive explosions turned into black smoke and gradually disappeared.
"No need to be pretentious, just come out. Isn't your purpose just to lure me here? I don't know why you broke away from the soul master's suppression so easily, but you want to succeed at this level? It's too naive."
At this time, a black-robed figure with a skeleton on its feet appeared in front of Feng Mian, bringing up a burst of black mist.
"Really? Feng Mian, are you really so confident that you have won this seat? Do you think that by releasing the Soul Master, you can completely suppress me? Isn't it clear who is more stupid?"
Holding a scythe, the master of Senluo Hall stared down at Feng Mian. The black mist behind him was billowing, and there should be something hidden. This is an existence that Feng Mian must be wary of.
"Boy, originally you hid in the Qishan Valley, and I couldn't do anything to you. But unexpectedly, you destroyed the barrier yourself and exposed the entire Qishan Mountain. Won't the opportunity come?"
Feng Mian's hand shook, and a black long sword appeared.
"Master Senluo, you are ambitious and always covet things that should not be yours. Have you seen this soul-suppressing sword before? Why don't I let you try it today to see how powerful it is!"
Feng Mian was about to attack, but the master of Senluo Hall made no move. A smile appeared on his lips, and the black mist behind him slowly dispersed, and only a phantom appeared, bound by a dark chain.
Soul Lord!
Feng Mian's eyes widened and his brows furrowed even more.
Why is the Soul Master restrained by the Master of Senluo Palace? Moreover, he looks very weak and can be wiped out with just a change of mind. Isn’t this the underworld? Why hasn’t his power been unleashed?
"Boy, do you see clearly? This is what you call relying on, the all-powerful Soul Master back then. But do you think that the current Nether Realm and the entire Nether Clan are still the same as they were back then? What a joke!"
At first, the Soul Master relied on Feng Mian's body, and with the help of Feng Mian's bloodline, he could indeed be very powerful, and could even surpass Hades, and it was easy to destroy the master of Senluo Hall, but after leaving Feng Mian...
"This time, I am not here to fight with you and waste time. I want you to hand over the exotic treasure and the power of your bloodline, otherwise I will destroy the spirit of the soul master and this Qi Valley."
Feng Mian raised his eyebrows and sneered as he stared at Master Senluo, whose face was covered with strange runes.
"Haha... What do you think his relationship with me is? It's just mutual use. You don't think I would really compromise easily for him, do you? I'm very curious as to why you are all interested in my bloodline."
As soon as these words came out, Master Senluo Hall stared at Feng Mian strangely and smiled sinisterly.
"So you don't know! Haha... you have been kept in the dark all this time! Why do you think you can come and go freely in the underworld? Why can you maintain the strength of this realm without leaving the body?"
With a flash of his body, Feng Mian was surrounded by countless shadows, and he showed a cold smile: "Boy Feng Mian, it turns out that you have been led by others, but you don't know it, and you think they are some good people."
"I tell you the truth, the reason why you are so tyrannical and have no scruples in the underworld is all because you have the blood of the underworld in your body, and it is extremely pure blood. You are the new master of the underworld!
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Lord of the Underworld?
Feng Mian kept recalling why the soul master's power could only be exerted with the help of his own body. Why didn't the three Plutos want him to pursue it? It turned out that this was the fundamental reason.
If he continues to pursue and find the whereabouts of his teacher, his identity will definitely be revealed. The Pluto bloodline will also be awakened as quickly as possible, and then there will be nothing to worry about without Pluto and the others.
Perhaps, it was doomed from the beginning. If Feng Mian didn't have the bloodline of the Nether Clan, it would be impossible for him to be resurrected in the Xuan Jing Coffin. Could it be that the teacher's purpose is also simple?
Thinking of this, Feng Mian's face became very ugly and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
The voice of Master Senluo echoed around: "Why, can't you accept this fact? Your so-called teacher, the benefactor who tried his best to revive you, actually has selfish motives. Why is he sealed in the deep dead sea?"
"Shut up! Stop talking!"
In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from Feng Mian's body, dissolving the shadow of Master Senluo Hall.
"I won't believe you, not a word you say! Even if I have the blood of the Nether Clan, I am not the Lord of the Nether Clan. The teacher will not have any conspiracy. These are all your confusing words. Don't try to lie to me."
Seeing his absent-minded look, Master Senluo showed a successful smile.
"Haha... Of course you don't have to believe me. But you have to understand that this so-called soul master is the best proof. Without the blessing of your blood, he has no place here!"
The next moment, Fengmian disappeared instantly.
Clang! Bang!
The soul-suppressing sword was slashed, and the dark chain broke. He quickly rescued the soul master and reintroduced him into the space of the divine pillar. He turned his back to Master Senluo: "I know your purpose very well, but there is no need to waste your efforts."
"I, Feng Mian, am not a three-year-old child, and my mind is not easily disturbed. As for what you said, I will personally verify it. If you want to follow, please do it yourself. If you have any tricks, just use them!"
With the demeanor of a strong man, Feng Mian is fearless. Even if he is truly the purest bloodline of the Nether Clan, it does not mean that he will overthrow the Nether Clan and replace them. If you want to take advantage of this, you would be underestimating him.
The afterimage flashed, and Feng Mian swept towards the deep Dead Sea.
At this moment, the curse on him and the induction of the Three Fruits caused the vines in Mangshan to spread rapidly.
On the top of Mangshan Mountain, the celestial array trembled violently, with the danger of breaking and overturning at any time...