Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 156. 155. At the End of Reincarnation, Everything Will Come to an End

"what"

In the raging black clouds, there was a sudden surprise, and then stopped.

The black mountain of Lingyun fell to the ground with a bang, and the ground shook for a while, like an earthquake.A large amount of dust flew up, making the underworld, which had low visibility, become filthy.

"It turned out to be two gods. Why are you grinding the mill here? Why are there so many low-level mortals around? Could it be for eating?"

clap clap clap...

There was a sound of whipping at the scene.

In the empty world, countless pairs of eyes are staring closely, and this is the underworld.

Hei Hei Wu Chang lowered his head in shame and indignation, pretending not to hear.

"You two gods, why is this happening? Could it be that Lord Yan is punishing you?"

Among the black clouds, the voice of questioning came again.

Bai Wuchang was not good at words, and remained silent. Hei Wuchang couldn't take it anymore, and raised his head and scolded angrily: "It's your dog's turn to care what I do, and I don't report to Lord Yan, someone is going to attack the underworld, oh oh... ..."

The black cloud swayed for a while, and then a dazzling beam of light swayed down and spread over everyone.

"There is no one who has surpassed Huashen to attack the underworld?"

Hei Wuchang was furious, ignored the whip, raised his head and cursed again.

"Heishan, you stupid pig, they can catch me and you, so don't run away!"

"Run, ah, what, oh oh oh oh... what kind of magic weapon is this? It's so powerful, no, it's not a magic weapon, it's a fairy artifact. The world has changed drastically, and the three worlds have withered. How can there still be fairy artifacts in the world? Ah !"

A black-robed man covered in black air was whipped by a thick and black whip, and fell down in a state of embarrassment.

"The main body, the main body... ah"

The fallen Montenegrin old demon yelled.

The tall black mountain, with an oppressive aura, crashed across the sky, setting off a large-scale yellow sandstorm, making this small world chaotic.

Ghost Tumbling, the first automatic defense, with surging power, quickly rose into the air, emitting a light curtain, enveloping Chu Feng and thousands of disciples.

Then released a black whip about a thousand feet long, hitting the black mountain in the middle.

A whip broke the mountain on the spot, and there was an explosion that shook the world, and black dust filled the sky.

"Ah, the main body, this king will die with you!"

The Montenegro old demon, like a cannonball, launched a deadly attack towards the light curtain!
The light curtain surged, releasing terrifying power, obliterating the old Black Mountain demon on the spot, leaving a handful of black gravel on the ground.

"The Old Demon of Montenegro is dead"

"The legendary demon king who ruled the underworld"

……

The disciples of Changsheng Daomen made all kinds of surprised voices.

There is no way, the old Heishan demon has a great reputation among the people, and as a demon king, he broke through the world in the underworld.

But today, seeing him on the spot, it doesn't seem to be the case. For example, Hei Wuchang didn't take the old Heishan demon seriously at all.

thump... thump...

A strange sound came, and the yellow sand-filled ground trembled faintly, and floating soil kept rising.

The disciples cast their gazes into the distance one after another.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth.The sound of the earth trembling gradually became louder, and finally turned into a scream of killing that resounded through the underworld and sky.

"kill"

"Break into the underworld, die!"

Then black waves spread over.Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers came to kill, and the monstrous killing intent penetrated the world.

The sand is dancing, the wind is screaming, and the killing intent is roaring!

Chu Feng didn't expect to attract so many Yin soldiers, so without a word, he took out the big weapon of group attack and used the Guqin around the beam.Flying over [-] feet, stepping on the nebula of the underworld, stroking the strings.

"Zheng!"

An orchid star sea quicksand fell down, like a veil taken off by a fairy, spreading on the ground.

The ground was like the ebb tide at the seaside, with a wave of high and low yellow sand, and thousands of Yin soldiers were taken away.

"Zheng!"

A miniature aura lion flew out from Chu Feng's fingertips. During the flight, it gradually inflated, and finally turned into a [-]-foot-tall lion. The moment it landed, it let out a deafening roar.

A violent tornado was stirred up, and the remaining Yin soldiers were blown away to nowhere.

boom!
A beam of light with a diameter of ten feet sprinkled down with boundless purple energy, and Chu Feng appeared indistinctly in it holding the guqin around the beam.

"Wan Sheng Taoist"

"Wan Sheng Taoist"

……

Thousands of disciples raised their fists and shouted excitedly. The unique skill of pushing ten thousand enemies with one sound was unheard of.

"Break through the underworld and kill the Yan Luo Palace"

"Break through the underworld and kill the Yan Luo Palace"

……

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of thousands of sects uttered a stronger cry.

Chu Feng, who didn't know the details of the underworld, didn't rush forward. The underworld is vast and boundless, and after countless years, I don't know how many ghosts and monsters have been hidden during the period. For safety, he stopped at a distance and waited for them to attack.

Anyway, with the innate spiritual treasure-ghost grinder in hand, I am not afraid of any ghosts!

Clinker, this class, is three days and three nights, no one, no, not a single ghost.

Chu Feng had to ask the native of the underworld, Hei Wuchang.

"Impermanence, isn't there something wrong with the Underworld?"

Hei Wuchang snorted, buried his head in grinding, and ignored Chu Feng at all.

Bai Wuchang, who was grinding together with Hei Wuchang, changed his expression.

Seeing a breakthrough, Chu Feng asked Bai Wuchang,

"Bai Wuchang, tell Pindao, you know, maybe Pindao can solve the mystery in your heart?"

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang stopped what he was doing, but this time he was not whipped.

"Bian"

Hei Wuchang glared at Bai Wuchang viciously.

"There is nothing we can't say. We haven't seen Yan Jun for 500 years. Even the time 500 years ago, we only heard voices."

Bai Wuchang said a sensational news.

The only surviving supernatural being in the Three Realms—Yan Jun, has not appeared for 1000 years!

At some point, the Taoist disciples who surrounded him began to buzz.

"Could it be that the Underworld was not immune to the great changes in the Three Realms thousands of years ago."

"It's no wonder that the demon king in the world will go to the underworld to take charge of the city of death. The hell is no longer the hell!"

"Hell is empty"

……

"Everyone shut up, the underworld is empty, Lord Yan, Granny Meng, and Pan Cui are all retreating in the Hall of Yama."

Hei Wuchang screamed hysterically like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"no help"

Bai Wuchang, who looked like he had done something wrong, reached out to pull Hei Wuchang.

Snapped!
Hei Wuchang slapped Bai Wuchang's face, and ran out with all his might.

Since he was not far from the light curtain, Hei Wuchang rushed out in a few breaths.

The devil's whip did not stop.

The moment Heiwuchang escaped, his cultivation was restored and his body shone like a sun.

"I do not believe!"

Leaving a word, Heiwuchang turned into a black light and disappeared into the sky.

Chu Feng, who watched Hei Wuchang leave, frowned slightly. At the moment just now, he felt that compared with Hei Wuchang, his cultivation was like a drop of water and a big river.

(End of this chapter)