[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the space item: Ghost Portal.] 】

【Do you want to use it?】 】

[No.] 】

Qin Fang looked at Sect Li Xie, and then looked in the direction of the three southeast districts.

"Teacher, can I wait for the battle between the Terran gods and the ancient gods to end before leaving."

This may be Qin Fang's knot, he wants to know the final result of the battle between the gods and spirits, and wants to know if the battle situation can be completely changed because of him.

Li Xie looked at Qin Fang and sighed leisurely: "Can't you see through it?" In this battle, the Terrans have no chance of winning. ”

Li Xie saw it very clearly.

Although the gods of the human race can self-destruct artifacts, and even self-destruct their own gods, the limit is one for one, but more are powerful gods, forcibly obliterating the human gods.

This is a helpless thing, and it is also the difference in strength between the two sides, artifact? Can't make up for it.

There is also a legendary-level ancient god general, who seems to have very few points for a victory, but in fact, it adds up to a lot, which is also a large amount of points, and it is even enough to affect the entire battle situation.

Why did the god of space propose a thousand gods, and ten thousand legendary-level gods would participate in the battle together, wasn't it to increase the victory rate of the ancient gods?

"In this battle, the Terrans will not be able to win in the end."

Hearing this, Qin Fang lowered his head, he understood this in his heart, but he still wanted to see the final score and see how far the human race could reach with his help.

"This battle won't end in three days, you better go to the ghost clan first, and then come back to see the score, it's not too late."

Li Xie said this, and kicked Qin Fang in disgust, Qin Fang thought about it, but this is also the truth, so he took out this portal and clicked to use it.

【Use.】 】

In an instant, a special portal phantom was constructed, lingering beside Qin Fang.

Li Xie once again told Qin Fang to pay attention to safety.

Qin Fang nodded, stepped into it, and the feeling of the world spinning inexplicably appeared, even the soul body could feel it.

[Ding, welcome to the ghost clan, please show your ID.] 】

As soon as Qin Fang appeared, he heard such a beautiful voice, which made people feel that their spirits were clear.

Qin Fang subconsciously looked at the surrounding environment first, here is full of fog, at a glance can not see the edge, in this endless fog stands a huge bluestone portal, Qin Fang stands here, short as dust.

Looking at the voice, it was a good-looking Terran female ghost who was standing at the front of the portal, asking with a smile on her face, and in front of her, there was a stone table, and she was holding a brush in her hand, preparing to write something.

Looking at the clothes, there is quite a sense of beauty in the twelfth century, Qin Fang lowered his head, just about to speak, looking at his form, where is still a human form, like a fog, quietly floating in the air.

This is the disguise of the Boots of Vientiane.

"Is this your first time arriving at the Ghost Clan? We're here to help you with your ID. ”

Seeing Qin Fang's confused eyes, this woman's ghost immediately understood everything, took the initiative to pull Qin Fang aside, and began to apply for documents for him before the table in the other seat, without asking Qin Fang's name, place of origin, etc., but directly made a nameplate, engraved with the value of 4544, and respectfully handed it to Qin Fang.

"This is your identity token, please bind it to your soul, and all your actions in the underworld in the future will need this nameplate."

"By the way, this is a small gift from the underworld for each new member: three hundred Huangquan coins, if you save some flowers, you can ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing for a month, by the way, you can first go through the Huangquan portal to enter the free activities of the underworld, if there is any problem, you can click on your nameplate, here is an introduction to the Huangquan family, an introduction to the underworld"

The woman patiently explained some simple matters in the underworld to Qin Fang. Li Xie called these immortal and immortal spirits the ghost clan, and the ghost clan called themselves the Huangquan clan, and the place where the Huangquan clan lived called itself the underworld.

[Ding, is it bound to the identity nameplate? 】

[Binding.] 】

[Ding, congratulations on your successful binding.] 】

[Ding, congratulations on successfully joining the Huangquan clan. 】

[Ding, congratulations on successfully becoming the 4544th member of the Huangquan clan. 】

Qin Fang was surprised, the number of people in the entire Huangquan clan? So little?

[Ding, congratulations on getting 300 Yellow Spring Coins.] 】

The system prompt sounded continuously, and a warm current melted into Qin Fang's body, making his figure gradually clearer, and finally revealing his true face.

"Oh, is the little brother still quite handsome?"

The female ghost quipped.

"Thank you."

Qin Fang seemed to babble, and it took him half a day to grasp the voice of the Huangquan clan, and he spit out these two words from between his throats with difficulty.

"Hurry up and enter the Yellow Spring, there is a new beginning for you. But I still want to remind you that no matter how brilliant your life was, even if it was a god, once you enter the Yellow Spring, everything should be forgotten, so as not to add to your troubles. ”

"Every person here is not necessarily weaker than you, or even stronger than you."

Qin Fang bowed down again to express his gratitude, and the female ghost in charge of registration watched Qin Fang step into the Yellow Spring Portal.

Qin Fang clicked on the identity plate and asked what the Huangquan portal was.

[The Huangquan Portal is the first screening checkpoint for the Huangquan clan, and the purpose is to avoid allowing living people to enter the Huangquan clan; Helping the newly-born members of the Huangquan clan to register their identities; As a link between the world before life and the world after death. 】

This is the answer of the nameplate, Qin Fang nodded secretly, and recorded everything he saw and heard in the form of a diary.

It's just that it's just a gateway to the Yellow Springs, which makes Qin Fang feel that the Yellow Springs clan is not simple.

Stepping into the Yellow Spring Portal, the scene in Qin Fang's eyes was completely different, the fog seemed to touch the sun, quickly dissolving, and the whole picture of the underworld came into view of Qin Fang's eyes.

This is a very strange area, as if the time is out of order, from the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, to the 2,000-year-old feudal dynasty, to the present day, all kinds of buildings, and through a certain form, perfectly integrated.

These buildings do not rise from the ground, as if they are suspended in the air, and then merge with each other.

Qin Fang was stunned, this kind of fusion of ancient and modern was something he couldn't have imagined, as if he was in a dream.

【Ding, welcome to the land of Yellow Springs.】 】

Qin Fang stepped into it.

Tianyang Town, among the private domains.

The majestic figure of the plague god appeared at some point, brought a small table and bench, made tea for Li Xie, and invited him to drink tea together.

Li Xie got up rarely, drank the god-level wine in his hand in one gulp, and then picked up the tea of the plague god, raised his neck, and swallowed it in his stomach.

"Evil God, I heard that you asked Qin Fang to explore the land of Yellow Springs?"

The Plague God was the first to learn of the news.

"Well, this kid, I don't know how thick the sky is, I dare to take the initiative to provoke the god of space, forge an intermediate artifact of the space system, and exhaust myself to death, such a good opportunity, if you don't take advantage of it, wouldn't it be too wasteful?"

"Do you know how dangerous it is?"

The Plague God put down the teacup and looked at Li Xie.

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