Chapter 1887 Crying Funeral Stick

"Damn, what's going on, how can these birds attack us!"

The sudden change startled everyone, especially when the entire sky was shrouded in black, even a master of the level of black and white impermanence couldn't help but show a shocked look. Because the darkness that envelops the entire sky is densely packed with birds!

On these black birds, Qin Feng and the others couldn't help but feel a strong aura of dead silence. When this dead silence aura was intertwined, even Qin Feng's Descending Third World Ming King Mantra was faintly unbearable, and the black dead silence aura was even infiltrating Qin Feng's Third Descending Ming King Mantra little by little.

It's too terrifying, these intertwined dead silence breaths are really terrifying, Qin Feng desperately condensed his mental power, trying to improve his third Ming King Mantra, but there is no such thing as the Ming King Mantra, when Qin Feng cast the Third Ming King Mantra, the spell energy had already been frozen, so no matter how hard Qin Feng tried, the energy of the Third Ming King Mantra could not continue to improve.

On the contrary, the cloud-like dead silence in the sky continued to penetrate into the energy of the Ming King Mantra, so that Qin Feng felt pressured. Because once the energy of the Ming King Mantra is broken, they will lose their most powerful self-protection power when they turn back. At that time, how will they face the situation in front of them?

"Damn, even if it infects people, even birds and beasts are not spared, when will the Buddha and demons be so shameless and shameless. ”

Bai Wuchang stepped out of Qin Feng's Ming Wang Mantra protection circle with one foot, as the messenger of the Floating Hell, how could Bai Wuchang watch the dead silence aura of the Buddha and Demon raging. Black Impermanence followed Bai Impermanence to stand up, and two rays of light, one black and one white, flashed in the hands of the two of them, and suddenly the pressure on Qin Feng's body was reduced a lot.

"Is this a mourning stick?"

Pu Yuan looked at the thing in the black and white impermanence's hand with a surprised expression, and the weapon that looked like a spirit banner was exuding an incomparably strong divine aura at this time. In Pu Yuan's hand, the soul sword he held was trembling slightly, even though Pu Yuan kept taking deep breaths and constantly stabilizing his mind, the coercion from the depths of his soul still made Pu Yuan a little overwhelmed.

What is this?

"The mourning stick is also a type of soul sword, but it has gone beyond the scope of soul sword. It is rumored that the messengers of the Floating Hell are all armed with mourning sticks, and this is indeed the case today. Pu Yuan pulled the soul sword in his hand hard, the soul sword is the embodiment of the soul power, and the trembling of the soul sword is certainly the trembling of Pu Yuan's soul.

The Floating Hell is an existence that is above the Floating Temple, or even above the entire Netherworld. The existence of the underworld is only to provide a space for the soul to live a second life, in which the soul will forget the past and present lives and live in a new identity. To be precise, the netherworld is an intermediate layer between the human world and the floating hell, and this intermediate layer has many functions, such as guiding the reincarnation of the soul, such as guarding the order of the human world and fighting against the void world, etc.

The Floating Hell is the real underworld in the legends of the world, where there is black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces, and the legendary King Yama and so on. The relationship between the Netherworld and the Floating Hell once made Qin Feng a little confused, but now that Qin Feng understands, the legendary things are not necessarily completely true, so the relationship between the Netherworld and the Floating Hell gave Qin Feng an intuitive gap, but now it seems that Qin Feng realized that the legend was not comprehensive enough.

But now Qin Feng was in no mood to think about this, the black and dead breath in the sky made him a little breathless, even if the black and white impermanence sacrificed the mourning stick, the pressure on Qin Feng's body began to become heavy again after being reduced for a short time. Fortunately, at this time, black and white impermanence took the initiative to take action, and I saw that the black and white mourning sticks in the hands of the two of them were swept away, and the black birds that were frantically attacking them seemed to be hypnotized, and they were actually stunned directly in the air.

Through Qin Feng's powerful telekinesis, he could clearly feel the ability of black and white impermanence, which was an unprecedented control ability! This strong control ability simply refreshed Qin Feng's cognition of the ability of the control system. Before the impermanence of black and white, Qin Feng had seen that the person with the strongest control was Pu Yuan, but now, Pu Yuan's control was so weak. You must know that this is still the control ability displayed in the case of black and white impermanence being eroded by yang energy, if it is in the underworld, in the floating hell, how terrifying will the control of black and white impermanence be?

"Let's go to the beast road obediently and stay, how can you be a scourge in this mortal world!"

Bai Wuchang shouted, and then the mourning stick in his hand was magnified a hundred times, and the white tomb drift on the mourning stick was like a sharp blade, and in an instant, the black cloud was poked out of a huge hole. This is not over, black impermanence followed by white impermanence to bloom his ability, black and white light intertwined and lingered, in the face of the black pressure of the dead breath, the black and white light looked so weak, but it brought an incomparably huge impact effect to the black pressure of the dead breath.

"Yin and Yang blend?" Qin Feng was shocked, the ability of black and white impermanence was actually able to blend with each other.

After the fusion of the abilities of the two, the entire ability has obviously improved qualitatively, so that the black and oppressive dead breath in the sky can't withstand the black and white impermanence of the mourning stick. Those birds and beasts that were swept by the strong breath of death did not have the slightest resistance in the face of this powerful ability, the light of black and white blended swept over, and these birds and beasts infected by the breath of death turned into nothing, as for where they went, Qin Feng did not know, but judging from the dialogue between black and white impermanence, these birds and beasts should have gone to the animal path.

"Tsk, you are worthy of being the messenger of the Floating Hell, this strength is unimaginable. Pu Yuan couldn't hide the amazement in his eyes, the strength displayed by black and white impermanence was so powerful that he, the ruler of the Floating Life Palace, could only look at it.

There is no way, there is a layer of plane between the underworld and the Floating Hell, even if Pu Yuan is a master at the level of the leader of the Floating Life Palace, even if the black and white impermanence is just a soul envoy with a relatively ordinary status in the Floating Hell, but the difference in strength between the two is irreparable. Just like no matter how powerful the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm is, it is always a grade lower than the master of the Immortal Realm, this is the difference in the realm, the difference in the plane!

Black and White Impermanence did not stop after the blow, but continued to increase their energy, until all the birds and beasts in the sky were purified, and the two of them stopped.

Burst!

The black and white impermanence face was suddenly stained with the blood of the other party......