"Nethercliff, what kind of world is it?"

This is the idea that popped into Yang Feng's mind.

There are too many untouchable taboos involved.

It must be known that his three thousand Chaos Demon God Laws include Pangu.

Pangu is a saint who has achieved the path with his strength, and a supreme saint who has attained the fruition.

In the end, he incarnated the world and scattered his whole body.

"Huh! A place to become immortals, a place where all races look forward to and are fascinated, where immortals, demons, demons, Buddhas, ghosts, and even creatures in the underworld will appear, and there will be more opportunities to become immortals."

"Sure enough! In this world, there have been too many burials, and now those people have sensed the opportunity to become immortals, are they about to be born?"

Yang Feng's words seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like asking about the blood pupil.

"Let me go, and the Scarlet Plains won't embarrass you."

The blood pupil still pressed Yang Feng with the blood color flatten.

As everyone knows, Yang Feng doesn't even know what the Scarlet Plain is, so how can he be afraid?

"Humph! Take me to Dijiang and spare you from dying!"

Yang Feng didn't want Bing Yao and the others, their memories were devoured, their souls were eaten, and they slept forever.

"Dijiang? You are a Terran, he will not see you, you should die of this heart!" Look at the book

Blood Pupil didn't take Yang Feng's words to heart.

Even if there are those who are sleeping in the Netherworld Cliff, they will not be revived now, and everyone is waiting for "how" to blossom and produce immortal fruits.

Lift the sun and soar.

"Oh? Who did you say you wouldn't meet?"

A bitter cold wind hit and made people shudder.

"Sister Yao."

"Hmm."

"The Blood Pupil Clan, the descendants of the sin blood, is it any wonder that they are so arrogant, and the Blood Plains are very strong?"

Blood pupils, only then did he pay attention to Bing Yao, and his body froze in place.

"Ice, Ice Fairy, a person of the same generation as the Blood Ancestor? How could you have woken up early?"

The reason why the blood pupil dared to shout in front of Yang Cover was because the Blood Plain was the lair of his Blood Pupil clan, and there was a Blood Ancestor in charge, even if Yang Fengxiu was strong and went to the Blood Plain, no one could compete with the Blood Ancestor.

"Blood Pupils, those blood-cloaks that can't see the light are also rooted in the Scarlet Plains, right? Take me to them."

"How do you know? I understand that you came in from the outside world, the battle of the Immortal Fall, nine out of ten immortals are dead, why are you still ...... Break the game! You're a game-breaker?!"

In the battle of the immortal fall, too many were buried, and nine out of ten immortals fell in this battle, but immortals are immortals after all, heaven and earth will not restrain his body, and the underworld will not hook his immortal soul, annihilated, as long as there is still a trace of remnants, after endless years, he will come back.

And Bing Yao is different, she is the one who breaks the game, it is she who was buried in the coffin, absorbed the power of the burial sky, and was later released by Yang Feng.

She just slept for a long time, and her body and immortal soul were not extinguished.

"Blood Pupil, your blood realm is shattered, your blood pupil is crippled, you are no longer worthy of being a member of the Blood Pupil clan, if you don't take me to the Scarlet Plains to atone for your sins, they won't let you go."

Bing Yao seemed to know everything about the Scarlet Plains.

"Okay, you insist on going to the Scarlet Plains, and I'll take you there."

"Sister Yao, I'll be with you."

"Feng, I'm going to see the Blood Ancestor this time, and you also want to see Di Jiang, this is where the location of the Wu Clan is, but the Twelve Ancestors of the Wu Clan, the combat power is terrifying, if you can't do anything, don't force yourself."

Bing Yao told Yang Feng a few words, turned around and left with the blood pupil.

"Sister Yao, you have to take care of yourself, I'll wait for you to come back."

When Bing Yao heard this, she just waved her hand at Yang Feng and didn't look back.

Yang Feng's knowledge of the sea was engraved with the map of the Wu clan.

It turns out that the Netherworld Cliff is not only, the Soul Sacrifice Sword Array, the Burial Immortal Bridge, the Black Dragon Pool, and the Black Wood Swamp......

And many other places, as if, like dust.

There is no end, it includes thousands of races, and when the Dao fruit is ripe, they will all wake up.

No one

Blockable.

Yang Feng didn't set off immediately, he waited in place for two days, but still no one came out of the Bodhi tree, and he left.

Wushan.

It is hundreds of miles away from the Bodhi realm, but Yang Feng, who is a Mahayana cultivator, rushed to the road, and it only took half a day to reach Wushan.

The Wu Clan, a race that does not cultivate souls, follows the path of physical sanctification.

At the beginning, the twelve ancestors and witches, each cultivator was quasi-holy, and the formation set up by the twelve people could slaughter the saints.

It's just that the back was calculated and the demon clan seized the heavenly court, but the lich war, the two sides hurt their vitality, and the human race took advantage of it, so far the witch and demon withdrew from the stage of history.

But they never thought that they would sleep in this world.

"Wushan arrived, and along the way, I found a lot of strange faces, could it be that a long time has passed? It doesn't make sense!"

Yang Feng looked through the clouds and found many unfamiliar faces just now.

There are demon cultivators and immortal cultivators.

So he wondered if his experience in the dust world was not a dream, but real?

Thirty-eight years!

Thirty-eight years have passed in this world, perhaps because of the isolation of the outside from the Bodhi realm.

The soul card was disturbed, making the people of the Immortal and Demon Alliances mistakenly think that they were dead.

If it is really as he guessed, then it is estimated that the people of the Immortal and Demon Alliances have entered the Netherworld Cliff, and even died a lot.

Because there is no one out of ten who can come here, Yang Feng has had a personal experience, and the first level of the Soul Sacrifice Sword Formation requires a pile of people.

"No matter, let's go and see what mysteries there are in this Wushan first."

Wushan stands majestically.

One needs to look up to see the top of the mountain.

Taking the first step into Wushan, Yang Feng had already fused with the three thousand Chaos Demon God Laws of his physical body, as if he had been inspired by some kind of inspiration.

"Could it be because of the Pangu essence blood in the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches? It has triggered my Pangu Dharma."

Yang Feng Three Thousand Avenues, one of them, the law of force, is the Pangu Law Phase.

Although there is only a wisp of soul left in the Faxiang, he is a saint after all.

Even if it is extinguished, the inspiration in the dark cannot be wrong.

Thinking about this clearly, Yang Feng no longer stayed, followed the guidance of Pangu Faxiang, entered Wushan, and looked for the head of the twelve ancestors, Dijiang.

The mountain road is steep and winding.

However, Yang Feng flew directly, and after a while, he flew to the top of the mountain.

See, a monster with a strong body and a shell.

The bulging muscles are not like the explosive power that humans can have, destroying the world.

"Come on, climb this mountain, my feeling is getting stronger and stronger."

Rumble!

Rumble!

The mountains are moving.

I'm afraid this isn't fake, right?

After shaking violently for a while, a monster with the head of a bull and a human body came out from under the earth's crust.

"What race are you from, and you dare to trespass on my Wushan?"

"I want to see Lady Zuwu, may I ask ......?"

"Ancestral witch? Why do you want to see Zu Wu, and who are you Sanqing?"

This monster with a bull's head and a human body looked at Yang Feng carefully.

I always felt that I had seen something similar somewhere, and I patted my head and remembered that it was the three who claimed to be Pangu Zhengzong, and they were transformed by the Pangu God and the Yuan Shen.

"Sanqing, my ancestor, I am a descendant of Sanqing, and I came to visit Lord Zuwu."

Yang Feng was forced to press, and the restless Pangu Law on his body.

Now his cultivation has skyrocketed, and his combat power is not bad, but this is Wushan, the territory of the ancestral witch, not to mention that if he exposes the Pangu law, he will not face a single one of the twelve ancestral witches, but the twelve ancestral witches, or even the entire Wushan.

"The descendants of the Three Qing Dynasty, haha! Don't they claim to be Pangu authentics? Why didn't I perceive any of the primordial aura of the Pangu Great God in you, could it be that the inheritance of the human race has fallen to such a point?"