Boom –

The pit was like an explosion.

Billowing black mist burst out, seemingly drowning most of the Netherworld in an instant.

An incomparably terrifying black shadow rose from under the deep pit, exuding an incomparably terrifying and strange aura.

The Ranger King, who had been hovering on the edge of the pit, was horrified.

At this time, he didn't even look back, so he frantically swept towards the mountain where he was lying, and the speed was as fast as lightning, setting off rolling black waves.

A black shadow rising into the sky, suspended in the dark sky.

It seemed to see the Ranger King, and immediately swept towards the Ranger King, its body like a piece of black cloth, and let out a series of piercing and strange sounds.

"Ahhh

The yin spirits near the pit immediately screamed in pain.

Countless ghosts, and even ghosts, covered their "ears" with their hands and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Puff –

One by one, the yin spirits exploded and turned into a mass of soul energy.

At this time, wherever the cloth-like "weird" passed, all the yin spirits exploded and died.

The Wandering King was puzzled, and he didn't know why the "weird" suddenly jumped out of the pit, but at this time, the speed did not slow down, but became faster and faster.

It is not afraid of "weird", but it does not want to be entangled with "weird".

"Not good!"

The Ranger King said secretly.

He felt that under the deep pit, he actually rushed out of the second "weird".

Moreover, the second "weird" rushed out of the pit and chased after him again, as if he identified him.

Boom Boom –

The black fog of the pit exploded continuously.

The Ranger King felt a terrible "weirdness" and rushed out from under the pit.

What's going on?

The Traveling King was horrified in his heart, and in just a few breaths, six or seven "weird" heads rushed out from under the deep pit. Moreover, what worried him the most finally happened.

These "weird" people are all chasing after him.

"What's going on?"

The Ranger King was so anxious that his eyebrows burned like fire, and he swept madly towards the mountain where he was lying.

These "weird" are different, like cloth, like stones, like evil ghosts, like black fog, and they can change at any time, making it impossible to see its true nature.

Maybe "weird" doesn't have an ontology at all.

"This ......"

After a while, the Wandering King found that there were more and more "weird" people rushing out of the deep pit, and there were dozens of heads, which made his "scalp" numb.

What the hell is going on?

Dozens of "weird", is this to destroy the world?

And Zhou Tianxia, how many sages are there?

There are only ten ghost kings on the surface of the hidden capital, but there are not many in the dark.

Even if all the great sages of the Hundred Sects of the Holy Dao are combined, it seems that they are only a dozen......

At this time, not only was the scalp of the Patrol King numb, but Feng Qingyan, who was peeping in the world, also had a numb scalp, and he couldn't believe it.

Why did the deep pit, which had been quiet before, suddenly gush out so much "weirdness".

Although dozens of "weird" people chased after the traveling king, Feng Qingyan was not happy. The Traveling King naturally deserves death, but dozens of "weird" will eventually enter the world, and then it will be hell on earth.

The first stop of "weird" killing into the world is the Huangquan Ghost Land in the far north.

Although the ghost land of Huangquan is guarded by a long pavilion of thousands of miles, it ......

Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed tightly.

There are so many weird things suddenly pouring out of the pit, is it related to the little lady?

But how is this possible?

No matter how powerful the little lady is, she is only at the level of Confucianism.

Could it be that the little lady who died did something under the deep pit that caused dozens of "weird" escapes?

Fortunately, there are only a few dozen "weird".

At this time, Feng Qingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was most afraid of hundreds of "weirdness" pouring out.

If it is hundreds of "weird", the world is really over.

And dozens of "weird", the various factions of the Holy Dao fought desperately, and they still had a chance to defend the Wanli Long Pavilion, but they would pay a huge price.

In the Netherworld.

Dozens of "weird" gushing out, all of them were chasing after the traveling king.

This also made Feng Qingyan a little puzzled, is it really related to the young lady? Otherwise, why did the "weird" identify the Traveling King?

It shouldn't be.

After a while, Feng Qingyan couldn't "see" the figure of the Traveling King, and said in some surprise: "Where did the Traveling King flee to?"

Some "weird" figures are also gone.

Some "weird" began to wander in the netherworld.

Feng Qingyan hurriedly stopped playing, hurriedly walked out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and swept towards the apse.

At this time, it was almost dawn, but Feng Qingyan couldn't wait.

"Teacher, the disciple has something to see. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Come in. ”

An Xiu came out of the bedroom with his clothes on, and saw Feng Qingyan's face solemn, and his expression became solemn, and said, "But what happened?"

"Teacher, just now, dozens of 'weird' people escaped from the pit. ”

Feng Qingyan got straight to the point.

"Which pit?"

An Xiu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked.

"The pit of the netherworld. ”

Feng Qingyan hurriedly said, and explained: "When the disciple played the "Conjuring", he could vaguely peek into some situations of the netherworld, and just now he saw dozens of strange things, pouring out of the deep pit. ”

An Xiu was a little surprised, as if he was able to peek into the netherworld by accident.

After all, this is something that even a saint can hardly do, and it is really the power of "The Conjuring" to let a scribe realm do it?

"The Conjuring" is one of the top ten sacred songs in the world, and it may really be able to do it......

"But sure?"

An Xiu asked solemnly.

"Sure. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded seriously, and said, "Actually, the Traveling King was at the edge of the deep pit, and he happened to see the 'weird' gushing out of the deep pit. ”

"Patrol King?" An Xiu was a little surprised.

"It's a little strange to say, dozens of weird things that poured out of the pit actually chased and killed the Traveling King. Feng Qingyan said with some surprise.

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"Teacher, just now, dozens of 'weird' people escaped from the pit. ”

Feng Qingyan got straight to the point.

"Which pit?"

An Xiu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked.

"The pit of the netherworld. ”

Feng Qingyan hurriedly said, and explained: "When the disciple played the "Conjuring", he could vaguely peek into some situations of the netherworld, and just now he saw dozens of strange things, pouring out of the deep pit. ”

An Xiu was a little surprised, as if he was able to peek into the netherworld by accident.

After all, this is something that even a saint can hardly do, and it is really the power of "The Conjuring" to let a scribe realm do it?

"The Conjuring" is one of the top ten sacred songs in the world, and it may really be able to do it......

"But sure?"

An Xiu asked solemnly.

"Sure. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded seriously, and said, "Actually, the Traveling King was at the edge of the deep pit, and he happened to see the 'weird' gushing out of the deep pit. ”

"Patrol King?" An Xiu was a little surprised.

"It's a little strange to say, dozens of weird things that poured out of the pit actually chased and killed the Traveling King. Feng Qingyan said with some surprise.