The red light shined in the depths of the Netherworld, and suddenly, the entire depths of the Netherworld were enveloped in a layer of rich vitality.
"What a strong pull of life!"
"But why can't we feel it?"
"Human, what have you done?"
"Isn't it the life force that gives us?"
…
Those things in the depths of the netherworld became excited one by one.
One is for the traction of life, and the other is because they cannot feel the traction of life.
If there is this existence covering them, it is not impossible for them to be reborn!
Luo Qingfeng retracted his hand, staggered, and swayed. He held his hand on the stone pillar next to him and panted slightly.
Excessive blood loss.
But this level should be enough.
Looking up at the red light, her eyes were filled with smiles.
Mingling, come back quickly.
"Human, why don't you speak?"
"Loss of blood?"
"You can't bear this, right?"
"If you die here, you will stay here with us forever."
…
Hearing the voice coming from the depths of the netherworld, Luo Qingfeng looked over.
"Don't worry, I won't become a part of you." She will live well and live forever, and has no plans to die.
What's more, she can't have anything wrong now.
"That's not necessarily the case. If you die here, you will become part of us."
Even if she doesn't want to, she will do it.
Luo Qingfeng had no intention of adjusting his breath on the spot. Here, there was no aura of heaven and earth at all, so even adjusting his breath would be of no use.
He took out another bottle of elixir and after taking it, her dizziness improved a little.
Raising his hand, his spiritual power spread out, covering the red light.
The palm of the hand holds the red light, and the light unfolds.
In the endless darkness, a faint red spreads, looking particularly dazzling in the darkness.
It adds a bit of color and vitality to this lifeless place.
The pulling force keeps spreading, and ultimately there is no end in sight.
But its starting point has always been where Luo Qingfeng stood.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, she put her hands together in front of her, palms facing each other, and then opened the barrier.
In this way, no matter who comes to the depths of the netherworld, they will not find the location of the spirit flower. Even if they find it, they cannot break it.
After doing this, Luo Qingfeng looked into the depths of the netherworld.
The hands are folded in front of each other. The cracks on the hands are healed and scabbed.
"Hey, I'm leaving soon. I hope you will still remember me if we meet again in the future."
Like them, it is no longer easy to remember things now after a while.
Therefore, they may not be able to remember her next time they meet.
"Even if I don't remember you, I will still have a rough idea of your aura. Then we can at least say hello and we won't attack you right after we meet like this time."
"Next time, if you attack us, be merciful."
"What did you say to make you think that you will never be able to defeat her?"
…
There was another argument below.
Luo Qingfeng heard the arguing and turned around to leave.
As she turned around, the sounds behind her became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
Walking out of the depths of the netherworld, two figures walked over at the same time.
"Mother!"
"Spirit God!"
How about it?
Although they have the same expression, they are not worried about the same thing.
Xiaolong was worried about Luo Qingfeng.
What Xuanyou is worried about is their Netherworld King.
"If you want, you can stay here." Even if it doesn't make sense.
After Luo Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked away.