The Netherworld Mountains, located in the east of the underworld, are thousands of miles deep, and no one dares to enter them at will.

This is a forbidden place and a dead place.

There is no life, no life, not even a few plants, only bare ridges.

The endless barren mountain rocks have become the burial ground of countless souls.

On the raised mountain rocks, Qin Feng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the depths of the mountain range, but it was a gray patch.

The Poisonous Scorpion, the Devil Frog, the Green Python King, and the Megalodon Tiger, the beast kings sent by the Nine Nether Dragons to occupy the Underworld, had all been imprisoned in the cage of heaven and earth by Qin Feng.

Even some of the patriarchs and elders of the ancient clans with high cultivation in the underworld were imprisoned by him.

Although the Ten of the Underworld is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant, it is more than enough to sit in the Underworld.

As for the Nine Dragons Dark Dragon, Qin Feng didn't have time to pay attention to it now.

Now the most important thing is what happened to the Hades and the Night Demon?

What's in the depths of this Nether Mountains?

Could his mother, Qin Mingyue, also be in this strange mountain range?

Is the body of the Nether Fire also in this?

Countless questions surfaced in Qin Feng's mind, making his desire to explore the Netherworld Mountain Range even stronger.

Looking at this mountain range, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a little darkness.

Answer!

Soon it will be unraveled.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth had a touch of curvature, and his feet were light, and his body was like a wild goose, rushing towards the depths of the mountain range.

The inside of the mountain range is very rugged, there is not a single smooth road, and there are raised pinnacles and deep cracks everywhere, which are intertwined and very strange.

But for Qin Feng, there was no difficulty at all, and it couldn't even hinder his travel speed at all.

He was still walking so fast, a distance of kilometers, in a flash.

I don't know how many peaks I passed, and the gray fog in front of me began to gradually dissipate, and a huge black mountain appeared in front of me.

Towering into the sky, it was a hundred times higher than all the peaks that Qin Feng had crossed along the way, and the length of Hengge was also dozens of miles, as if it was like a roadblock blocking here.

What's even more bizarre is that there is a huge hole at the foot of the mountain, like a giant beast's open mouth, glowing with a dark light.

Dead silence.

With a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, Qin Feng leisurely walked into the huge hole.

At the beginning, the yin qi is faint, and the deeper you go, the more yin qi is full.

"Ghost Fire, come out!"

Deep in the cave, Qin Feng looked at a smaller hole in front of him and said loudly.

......

There was silence, no response.

Qin Feng's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, "Heh, the wisdom is not shallow. ”

"Heavenly thunder and fire, now!"

Endless purple flames spread out, instantly brightening the entrance of the cave, and there were dense fist-sized holes in the surrounding walls.

Under Qin Feng's command, the purple thunder fire turned into countless small snakes and drilled into the hole, and wherever it passed, the stones almost melted.

"Zizizi~~~"

"Roar~~"

After a while, a low roar suddenly erupted from the countless holes, and a blue-green shadow suddenly flew towards the outside of the cave.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely cold, and even the temperature dropped a little.

"Is it out? ”

With a faint smile, Qin Feng walked out of the cave, and when he looked up, he saw a huge and hideous cyan skull floating above the void, terrifying.

The fierce and dark momentum almost broke through the sky.

"The body of the Nether Ghost Fire is indeed much more powerful than a wisp of clones. ”

"I can't complain that the Netherworld Mountain Range is a Jedi, you are here, don't say that the soul cultivation of Jindan Yuan's infancy is even if it comes out of the body stage, it will be damaged. ”

Qin Feng's voice was cold, but there was no fear.

"During this time, have you devoured a powerful soul cultivator?"

"Roar Roar Roar~~"

The Netherworld Ghost Fire in the Void ignored Qin Feng's inquiry, just kept roaring, and at the same time, countless small flames converged from all directions, like a stream flowing into the sea, making the hideous skull even more solid.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire looked at Qin Feng's face, and gradually brought a sad smile.

Qin Feng wanted to devour him, but why didn't he want to devour Qin Feng's thunder fire?

The Heavenly Thunder Fire and the Netherworld Ghost Fire are originally the most rigid to the yin, and they are enemies of heaven and death, but if they can devour each other, they will undoubtedly take a big step forward in evolution and undergo qualitative changes.

As the small cyan flames gathered around him became fewer and fewer, the Netherworld Ghost Fire suddenly rushed towards Qin Feng, and in an instant, the entire world seemed to turn cyan.

A boundless cold aura permeated the middle of the mountains.

"Hmph~~"

Qin Feng sneered, and the purple flames all over his body soared, rising into the sky.

Maybe not long ago, he really had to spend some means on such a huge ghost fire body, but now the Heavenly Thunder Fire in his hand has evolved into Purple Fire after devouring the Zixiao Divine Thunder, how can this Nether Ghost Fire be matched?

"Nine changes in the sky and thunder, nine changes. ”

"Zixiao descends to the world!"

A low shout sounded, and the purple flames on Qin Feng's body suddenly spread out, like a purple curtain, and in just a few breaths, it covered the sky above the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

"Crackle, click~~"

Purple arcs filled the sea of fire, carrying an extremely terrifying celestial might.

"Roar~~"

The Netherworld roared suddenly, a trace of fear permeating his face, and he turned his head to flee.

Qin Feng's expression was gloomy, and he drank coldly in his mouth:

"Fall!"

"Click~~"

Purple lightning suddenly fell, snaking through the air, as if crossing space, draped fiercely over the cyan Nether Ghost Fire.

Almost instantly, the condensation of the Nether Ghost Fire weakened by three points.

"Fall again!"

Qin Feng drank coldly again, and three purple thunderbolts mixed with terrifying flames bombarded towards the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

"Roar~~"

The Nether Flame roared, and the cyan flames fought back angrily, but to no avail.

The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is not self-sufficient.

"Three falls!"

The deep voice sounded again, and dozens of purple thunderbolts poured down with flames, like a catastrophe in the end of the world, wrapping the Netherworld Ghost Fire layer by layer.

"Devour!"

With Qin Feng's order, the purple canopy in mid-air suddenly rushed towards the Netherworld Ghost Fire like a stream of fire falling from the sky, surrounding it into a huge ball, constantly fusing and digesting.

At the same time, the purple Heavenly Thunder Fire gradually began to change slightly.

The center of the purple fire had already begun to give birth to a black core, shining with a black arc, exuding an extremely terrifying momentum.

And Qin Feng also knew through the news of the fusion of purple fire that the Hades Lord and the Night Demon were not scattered.

Instead, they seem to have been rescued by a very powerful figure.

These characters live in the core of the Netherworld Mountain Range, that is, behind the mountain in front of them, which peaks into the void, and there are countless soul cultivators.

The realm is so high that even the Netherworld Ghost Fire does not dare to approach.

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