"Who the hell are you?" The voice came down from the darkness again, and it was mighty on this Yellow Spring Road, and the fear in it was even stronger, and there was a bit of jealousy.

In the deepest darkness, two blue flames shone brightly, and faintly, a hideous grimace could be seen, staring at Mu Bai, smiling at him, and letting out bursts of miserable laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Mu Bai involuntarily stirred up a layer of goosebumps, it was cold from the depths of his soul, and he couldn't resist it, the other party was a terrifying ghost.

"I'm called ...... Shepherd...... White!" Mu Bai slowly spoke, revealing a sentence of murderous intent, he looked directly at the other party, and did not see any fear in his eyes.

He was still smiling faintly, as if the tens of millions of ghosts, gods, and demons in front of him were just clouds of smoke, and he was not afraid.

"Impossible...... This can't be ......" The two ghost fires flickered and flashed, constantly self-sufficient, as if it knew something, and was very shocked by Mu Bai's words.

"Who the hell are you!!!

Suddenly, the creature in the depths of the darkness was furious, and he roared wildly, and the piercing sound wave spread out, almost substantial, like a gray round blade, sweeping through the void, setting off a circle of transparent ripples.

The whole Senluo Hell shook, pieces of white bones were swept up into the air, in an instant, the heavens cried, the yin wind whirred, thousands of splashes exploded on the Yellow Spring, every drop of Yellow Spring Water splashed down, and a soaring white gas rose, as if the space was corroded by them, very permeable.

"I, that's me!" Mu Bai's face also turned cold, and the immortal and demonic aura behind him rose mightily, and pieces of brilliant fairy light shot out, as if a round of the sun was in front of him.

Those rays of light spread down, filling every corner of the netherworld, and countless ghosts whispered, and then couldn't help but scream, looking very painful, as if they were burned by karmic fire, completely suppressed by this immortal and demonic power, and their souls were about to burst.

"No, I'm asking about the people behind you! And tell me what you've just seen!"

The voice became even more indifferent, as if a piece of 10,000-year-old ice was speaking, and the chill penetrated into the marrow of a person's bones, almost freezing the soul.

"This seat, a ghost who does not enter reincarnation after death, also deserves to call himself noble? What do you think of yourself as the king of the gods?"

Mu Bai was bathed in the power of immortals and demons, and around him, red chains broke through the river and bound towards him, as if countless powerful ghosts stretched out their arms towards him, wanting to drag Mu Bai into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Layers of pitch-black light rolled up at the same time, wrapping Mu Bai tightly. In the darkness, Mu Bai felt that his head and torso, and even his limbs had been cut off.

"Boom ......"

The surface of the Yellow Spring was parted by a powerful force, and many ghosts screamed and fell into it, and at the bottom of the river, bubbling magma was surging, and they fell, turning into wisps of smoke, and nothing was left of the incineration.

It was not ordinary magma, with infinite coldness and horror, as if the passage connecting the yang and the underworld had been opened, and the rich smell of blood rushed out, making Mu Bai gasp.

Inside the magma, there were bursts of miserable screams, and vaguely, Mu Bai seemed to see one demon god after another, wearing shackles, dripping with blood, constantly roaring, trying to struggle to get out of this palpitating hell.

"Is this hell?"

Mu Bai felt a trace of coldness, he also seemed to have fallen into this magma, his whole body was burned, the breath of immortals and demons was irresistible, and only a skeleton was left that was burned, and the pain was extremely great.

"What about giving you the power of Huangquan? The will of the heavenly ghosts is not something you can imagine. The voice was cold, as if mocking Mu Bai's ignorance.

"We're fed up with this never-ending Huangquan Road!!"

Mu Bai had an ominous premonition, and then felt that the whole world began to shake violently, and between the yellow springs, those ghost tides like an ocean, like a monstrous yin qi, surging between heaven and earth, unexpectedly, made yin and yang riot.

"This ......" Mu Bai couldn't help but exclaim, in front of him, the dead air was rising, and it seemed to have become the whole of this world, it was the will of the resentful ghosts, to tear apart here, tear apart Mu Bai's mind, and learn, what he had just seen!

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the magma riot of hell was like a magnificent volcano erupting, and what spewed out was not magma, but layers of white bones, hideous-looking ghosts.

The evil breath spread over the world for a while, endlessly, just a haze of dust, and the ghosts wailed in it, and that kind of scene was too terrifying to imagine.

In the land of Yellow Springs, on the surface of the river, there is a thick layer of white bones floating up, those hideous ghosts are everywhere, the cold qi is swept in the sky, and there are countless souls, surging between this heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth seem to have overturned, and the universe has been turned upside down by the telekinesis of these ghosts, and everything here has become different, yin and yang, tampered with by these fierce ghosts!

"Huangquan, the extradition path of all ghosts, why did you give birth to so many fierce ghosts, and even made you want to escape from ...... so much?"

Mu Bai felt a strange feeling, under this strange yellow spring, it seemed that there was a big secret of the universe that was no less than nothingness, otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate so many fierce ghosts, let alone let the ghosts give birth to such a strong will!

"Boy, life and death, just a thought, tell us, tell us everything!" The voice became more and more fierce, impacting Mu Bai's mind and trying to make him collapse.

The bubbling magma was surging, whining, and lifeless, and then, a dazzling blood light erupted, leading the ghost tide to spread.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, let's end it all. The cold light in Mu Bai's eyes was cold, and the killing knife was withdrawn, and he immediately slashed a hundred zhang sharp edge in front of him.

In an instant, the skeleton at the front was shattered and shattered into powder. The eerie chill poured out without reservation, making the ghosts and monsters present tremble, and this chill was even colder than Huangquan Road.

"Killing Weapon!" exclaimed the creature in the darkness. The killing magic weapon, the ultimate embodiment of killing intent, even if it is him, the resentment gathered after hundreds of thousands of years of death cannot be condensed.

"How do you know this...... Yes, that's what you saw!"

(End of chapter)