The underworld is a place where day and night are not distinguished, and for the yin souls here, tens of thousands of years of punishment and survival have long been adapted, but for these three people from the three worlds of man, heaven and demons, if they adapt, unless they make their own decisions, I would like to ask who in this world has the courage and courage.

Although he couldn't adapt to the four seasons of the underworld, Fang Youren got his own inspiration from Meng Fang's words, since he couldn't adapt to it, then change here, so that the yin spirits here couldn't adapt, and forced Pinghou to appear.

If you want to change this underworld, you have to divide it into four times, day and night are different, although today's Fang friends are not as good as they were in the heavenly realm, waving their hands to change the ability to change the heavens and the earth, and change to the former Fang friends, even if he has this ability, he will not violate the laws of the Three Realms set by the master, but now it is different, the master does not know what to do, and the people in the master do not know whether they are dead or alive.

Now that there is a way, Fang Youren doesn't bother to think about it anymore, and if it drags on for a while, it will be nothing for him, and Meng Fang may be difficult to hold on.

Fang Youren patted Meng Fang's shoulder and said, "Take a rest, I will take you out, and I will never let you die here."

Just look at the eyes of Fang Fang's friends, Meng Fang knew in his heart that he had an idea, and simply lay on the ground and fell asleep, in fact, he didn't eat for three days, it was nothing to Meng Fang, because he was obsessed with VR games in college, as long as he had time, he would patronize it, that kind of large-scale VR game center, of course, the cost is also very high, so Meng Fang used his spare time to do tutoring to earn money, in addition to tuition, a large part of it was thrown into it, often three or four days without money to eat, and even sometimes there was no way, I found a reason to go to the home of the student to eat at the tuition class.

His current appearance is pretending, in his opinion, if he doesn't pretend, he doesn't know when Fang Youren will be able to think of a move, if he is really hungry, his legs will be weak when he runs away.

Fang Youren strode out of the Linglong Pagoda, stood outside the tower and looked back at the huge Linglong Pagoda, and waved his hand to summon the three-legged golden crow in it.

There are ten three-legged golden crows, eight of which were shot by Hou Yi, and this one in the Linglong Pagoda was seriously injured but did not die, so it was included in the Linglong Pagoda and made the existence of the treasure in the tower.

The appearance of the three-legged golden crow illuminated the surroundings of the Linglong Pagoda for several miles, and the black stones on the ground were shining with strange brilliance, as if they were about to evaporate.

"The Golden Crow will illuminate the surrounding area for five hundred miles, so that all the Yin Spirits have nowhere to hide." The three-legged golden crow looked around, hesitated slightly, looked up to the sky with a long roar, a pair of fire wings fanned, and the flames around him instantly swelled, and the light spread out, and the surroundings were as bright as day.

The original dead and silent bone-burning hell suddenly wailed all over the wilderness, and the ghosts who had been in the darkness for a long time, under the stimulation of the strong light of the three-legged golden crow, covered their eyes one by one and kept rolling on the ground, although it did not make their eyes blind, but the pain was real, if they couldn't stand the pain, and the resentment on their bodies was too heavy, they would be taken away by the Infernal Abyss, and thus fall into the Infernal Sword Array, suffer greater torture, and never return.

The scorching sun did not last long, and gradually these wails became smaller and smaller, and the sound gradually condensed into one place, where only the wailing of one person remained.

Fang Youren's heart was overjoyed, his right hand grabbed it in the void, the Tianluo umbrella appeared in his hand, waved his hand and threw the Tianluo umbrella out, and shouted: "Receive."

The wailing yin soul was Zheng Pinghou, before that, Zheng Pinghou cast a spell to forcibly transfer the pain of the punishment of all the yin spirits in the entire bone burning body small hell to himself, and the pain caused by Fang Youren's scorching sun was also transferred to him without exception, even if he had the ability, it was impossible to hide it at all.

The Tianluo umbrella flew out, and when it was opened, he was about to accept the Pinghou, but he saw that the hundreds of thousands of ghosts around the Pinghou had hideous faces one by one, protecting the Pinghou, Fang You's heart moved, and the Tianluo umbrella stopped in the air.

"Aren't you afraid of death? The Tianluo umbrella is a celestial immortal weapon, which can be used to extinguish at any time. ”

"If you want to kill Hou Ye, what will we do first, swear to live and die with Hou Ye......" Hearing 100,000 evil ghosts shouting such words in the underworld, outsiders will feel funny when they hear it, they have all become ghosts, and there is nothing to die for.

Fang Youren knew very well in his heart that for people, death is nothing more than falling into hell and being reincarnated, but for the Yin Soul who has died, death is completely wiped out in the Three Realms, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

Looking at the ghosts who looked at death as if they were at home, Fang Youren didn't know if he was doing the right thing for a while.

The two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate, and only the sound of the painful wail of the Pinghou remained, but this sound sounded in the ears of these ghosts, but it infinitely deepened their hatred for each other's friends.

"The great immortal is above, please be worshipped, dare to ask the immortal, if we have offended." The old man of the think tank, who had been by the side of Pinghou, looked at the stalemate between the two sides, and knew that if there was a real fight, they would have hundreds of thousands of Yin Souls here, and it would not be enough for people to stuff their teeth, not to mention that they still had the Heavenly Realm Heavy Treasure in their hands, I am afraid that they could kill them with just a wave of their hands, not to mention that they didn't know the purpose of Fang Youren, so if they did so, it would be a real death and a wrongful death, so it was better to simply die and understand.

"Nope." Fang Youren's eyes were a little dull, and he was thoughtful.

"Then dare to ask what the immortals are doing here? The slave is willing to do his little bit. Seeing that Fang Youren's tone was kind, and there was no malice in his words, the old man asked boldly.

Looking at the Hou Ping, who was still wailing, Fang Youren had the intention to take back the three-legged golden crow, but Meng Fang and Li Daoshan appeared behind them at some point.

"There's nothing else, it's just that there are some things to ask Pinghou, we didn't come here to hurt anyone, we just wanted to figure out something." Seeing that Fang's friend was in a daze, Meng Yi grabbed the conversation.

A group of hundreds of thousands of yin spirits suddenly began to be noisy, and one by one began to talk to each other, only the old man of the wise man lowered his head and pondered for a while and said: "Hou Ye is too injured now, I'm afraid someone needs to take care of it, if the immortal does not dislike it, the slave is willing to go with the Hou Ye, and I hope that the immortal will allow it."

Fang Youren didn't speak, turned around and walked into the Linglong Pagoda, Meng Fang saw this and hurriedly said, "Okay, bring your Hou Ye here, we are waiting for you here."

The old man of the wise tank supported the Marquis of Ping, walked through the incomprehensible eyes of the ghosts, and bowed deeply in front of Meng Fang, pointing to the three-legged golden crow shining in the air: "Immortal, dare to ask the immortal if he can remove this spell, the slave is grateful."