Has the Underworld really fallen into such a field? Is it that she used to be too indulgent to her clansmen.

She is the strongest person in the Nine Realms, and has always protected her clansmen under her wings, and it is her strength that has created all this, without her wings, I don't know how the Hades are doing now?

The place where Feng Yunran was now was like a fantasy, as if she could see through her thoughts, and in the blink of an eye, the evil spirits around her disappeared, replaced by another decaying scene, which was the dilapidated Hades.

The people of the underworld are all very depressed, they don't seem to have any cultivation spirit, everyone regardless of men, women and children, even children of a few years old, give people a feeling of laziness, they eat the remnants of the spiritual power of the underworld, and they linger for a while......

This is not the scene that Feng Yunran wants to see, not the underworld she wants?

No way!

The underworld could not have been so decaying.

In the past, the underworld, hot-blooded men also abounded, even if there was one less strongest, they also paid attention to supporting the entire underworld, which is fake!

Absolutely fake!

"Everything you see is true!"

"Hades Venerable, are you satisfied? You were the one who made the underworld what they are, and it was you who made your people what they are now. ”

"Hades Venerable, welcome you back, let this group of clansmen you have been guarding suck up the last of your flesh."

A touch of voice continued to echo in Feng Yunran's ears, and her words were piercing.

What made Feng Yunran even more chilling was that those clansmen really felt her presence, and they showed greedy eyes one by one, even more terrifying than the previous evil spirits, and those eyes almost wanted to tear her apart.

Feng Yunran couldn't believe that these people in front of him who were even more terrifying than evil spirits were actually the clansmen of the underworld.

What has happened to the underworld all these years?

Or is it? It's all a fantasy, to stimulate her existence.

Feng Yunran still maintained this shred of sanity, she couldn't believe that her people could become so unbearable.

She raised her hand, and a faint black-gold light shrouded a group of people, and slowly the emotions of those people became relaxed, and finally knelt in front of Feng Yunran, hugged her head and cried, the cry, poignant and harsh, seemed to be venting her emotions for a long time.

They were prostrate at the feet of Feng Yun Ran, and under the drive of Feng Yun Ran's power, their originally fierce eyes gradually became pious, as if they had found faith.

Feng Yunran, the first powerhouse of the Nine Realms at the beginning, was the eternal faith in their hearts.

The picture finally changed at this moment, and a chaotic land appeared in front of her eyes, extremely desolate.

She stood in the middle of the barrenness, looking around.

"Hades, welcome back."

A black mist gradually enveloped her, as if greedily absorbing the long-lost power in her body.

"Without you, this seat is really lonely, lonely and cold."

The black haze gradually forked, imprisoning Feng Yunran in it, strangling him to death.

"Baby, don't make trouble."

She stared intently at the desolation, her expression was light, without a trace of panic.

The haze that had been wrapping around her gradually faded, and finally she turned into a man full of supernatural aura, he was handsome and bewitching, and his lips were smiling.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to call this seat by its name, it's been a long time."

He and Feng Yunran stood side by side, the long hair of the two of them was windless, and there was silence for a moment.

"Is everything just real?" She asked.