Hell and Xiniu Hezhou are simply like two worldly realms, and the rules of the Heavenly Dao are completely different.

There was hell everywhere, and it was dark and dark.

"If you stay in hell for a long time, even the Holy Spirit will degenerate into a mortal. "The Holy Spirit Qi in the body of the Wuchao Holy Venerable was seriously lost, and he hurriedly took out a jade bottle, wanting to take the "Holy Qi Essence" Hua to restore his cultivation.

Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't give her this opportunity.

"Huh!"

A sword slashed over, slashing the jade bottle, and the holy qi essence inside immediately volatilized, and then corroded by the hellish qi, turning into wisps of white smoke.

"It's all in hell, and you still dare to make a move, don't you know that if you make a move here, the amount of power in your body will lose faster?"

Feng Feiyun hugged the battle sword and said with a smile: "The amount of strength in everyone's body is draining, so let's see who can laugh the most?"

"You're looking for death. ”

The Black Nest Holy Venerable didn't dare to fight Feng Feiyun for a long time, and planned to fight quickly, kill Feng Feiyun with his strongest hole card, and then go to find a way out of hell.

"Burning the Sky!"

The Black Nest Saint Venerable stretched out a palm, and a holy light flew out from his palm, piercing through the dead qi billowing in the sky, condensing a cloud of fire.

Huoyun was in the form of a very high fire god, wearing armor, with two horns on his head, holding a fusiform blade, roaring towards Feng Feiyun and suppressing it.

Feng Feiyun felt a huge pressure, the flesh and blood of his body were scorched, his hair turned into ashes, and his soul was being incinerated, even the immortal phoenix body could not resist this power of burning the sky.

"Is this the power of the Holy Spirit's strongest blow?"

Feng Feiyun felt that his flesh and blood had been burned by the flames, and only a crimson skeleton remained, which was a skeleton composed of nine hundred and ninety-nine phoenix bones, like a crimson skeleton.

"Boom!"

The Wuchao Holy Venerable blasted out with a blow, hitting Feng Feiyun's chest, blasting him into a Yellow Spring River.

"Poof!"

Feng Feiyun fell into the Yellow Spring, splashing patches of turbid corpse water.

In the end, there is still a gap with the true Holy Spirit!

"This guy's physical body is really powerful, but even some of the Holy Spirit's body will be incinerated into ashes, but he can't burn his bones, and he is worthy of cultivating the immortal phoenix body to the Mahayana. ”

The Wuchao Saint Venerable expected that Feng Feiyun was already dead, and after performing this trick, the Holy Spirit Qi in her body had almost been exhausted, fortunately Feng Feiyun died, otherwise she would be in danger.

She hurriedly reined in her breath, took out a half-step Saint Pill and took it, and then quickly flew away and disappeared on the bank of the Huangquan River.

In the yellow spring water, a crimson skeleton was suspended, and it was full of flames.

An ancient bronze ship flew out of a crack in the skull.

"Whew!"

Feng Feiyun's soul walked out of the bronze ancient ship, condensed into a human form, and exhaled deeply, "Burning Heaven Technique, so powerful! ”

Feng Feiyun looked at the crimson skeleton lying on the bronze ancient ship, and pressed his palm on the bone, and the flesh immediately grew on the bone, turning into a human body again.

Cultivating to reach the level of Feng Feiyun, as long as the soul is immortal, even if there is only a drop of blood left, it can be resurrected.

Feng Feiyun's bones are not damaged, and if he wants to be reborn, it is naturally a breeze.

"Boom!"

The wind and clouds rushed up from the great river of Huangquan, fell to the bank of the great river, and then walked along the muddy river.

The world of hell is simply boundless, so dim that there is no daylight.

Feng Feiyun walked for half a month, and countless wandering spirits appeared in front of them, all of them lined up and walked towards the front, looking sluggish and carrying chains on their bodies.

A huge evil god of hell was escorting them, and his body was as high as a mountain.

From time to time, the evil god of hell let out a roar that shook the ghost's body.

"Please, help me! My mother is seventy years old, and when I die, there will be no one to take care of her. "A man in his thirties saw Feng Feiyun standing in the distance and made a pleading voice.

"Save me, save me! I am the king of Tiannan, if you save me back, I will make you a prince." ”

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Feng Feiyun just stood quietly by the side, and did not save anyone, and anyone who came to hell was a person who had died of his life. This is the law of heaven, no one can change it, and if it is changed, the world will be chaotic.

Why don't you want everyone in this world to live forever?

That hellish evil god also saw Feng Feiyun, it had already gained wisdom, felt the terrifying aura on Feng Feiyun's body, and knew that this was a big man who couldn't be provoked.

Feng Feiyun took a step forward, and next, stood on the shoulders of the Hell Evil God, and said, "Tell me, where is the Xudu City?"

The evil god of hell was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said, "If you want to enter the city, you must first be a ghost." ”

"Alright then! I'm a ghost. ”

Feng Feiyun's soul went out of the body, flew into the group of ghosts, and then put away his body again, and walked forward with all the ghosts.

It's a long road, and I don't know how long or long it will take.

Feng Feiyun walked among hundreds of millions of ghosts, letting the hellish qi corrode his soul, and his heart was perceiving heaven and earth, feeling the avenue of the Holy Spirit, thinking about what is life and what is death?

Isn't it death to go to hell? But he lives.

The female demon is a corpse evil, although alive. But she was long dead.

Life and death seem simple, but how many people can truly understand?

Feng Feiyun stood in hell to comprehend life, to find the truth in death, and to perceive the Holy Spirit in desperate situations.

In this way, time rushed by, and thirty years passed.

Feng Feiyun opened his eyes again, and realized in his heart what life is and what death is, and now if he survives the life tribulation, there is at least a five-layer chance to be able to cross it.

"When I realized the Tao, time passed so fast, and in the blink of an eye, thirty years passed. In the past thirty years, what great changes have happened in Xiniu Hezhou?"

Ahead, a large river appeared, and an ancient bridge was suspended over the river.

The old bridge was broken, one end on the ground and the other in the clouds.

This ancient bridge reminded Feng Feiyun of the broken bridge in the "ancient ruins" of the small fairy world, one end of the broken bridge is in the small spirit fairy world, and the other end of the broken bridge is in the ancient ruins.

This broken bridge is on the ground by the river at one end, and the other end is in the ghost town of Xudu.

"The ancient ruins are the resting place of the Emperor of the Earth, and Hell is the reincarnation prison opened by the Emperor of the Earth, these two places actually have a broken bridge, and they are so similar, could it be said that these two broken bridges are originally one?"

Feng Feiyun launched the Great Yan Technique to calculate the cause and effect, but in the underworld, there was an extremely strong force that affected his calculations, cutting off all the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

"Drink, drink, drink Meng Po soup, forget the past and present lives, walk across the Nai He Bridge, and welcome a new life. "An old woman stood on top of an old broken bridge, next to a pot with hot soup boiling in it.

The old woman held the soup spoon and stared at the wind and clouds, her old eyes shrank slightly, emitting two bright ghost lights.

She put the spoon back in the pot, stared at Feng Feiyun, and said, "You're on the wrong side, this is not the place for you to come." ”

"I'm going to the capital city to see the ghost lord of hell. "Wind Flying Cloud Road.

Meng Po's voice was hoarse, and there were countless rules flowing in the ghost body, and she didn't look at the wind and clouds, but just fiddled with the soup in the pot there, and said: "Only the dead can cross the Nai He Bridge, and the living can't cross it." ”

Feng Feiyun said: "I know the two Holy Ancestors, Emperor Shu and Snow Baby. ”

Meng Po's eyes shrank, turned around slightly, glanced at Feng Feiyun deeply, and said, "The person sent by the tomb mansion?"

"Considered a guest of the Tomb. "Wind Flying Cloud Road.

Meng Po said: "Even if it is a person sent by the tomb, only after death can enter the ghost city of Xudu, this is the rule, the rule set by the Emperor of the Earth Emperor in ancient times." ”

Feng Feiyun has tried many ways to return to the Yang Realm, but all of them have failed, and even the bronze ancient ship has not been able to break through the extreme wall of hell.

Therefore, Feng Feiyun planned to ask for help from the Hell Ghost Lord, according to Mao Turtle, the cultivation of the Hell Ghost Lord would not be lower than that of the Tomb Mansion.

The Hell Ghost Lord must have a way to send him back.

Since Meng Po didn't let him go, he could only break through.

Freshly baked Meng Po soup, hot Meng Po soup, take a sip and forget your troubles, drink two times, your spirit will be better, and three sips will make you immortal. An old man swaggered from the other end of the Nai He Bridge with a big black pot, holding a pot of hot soup in both hands, and his mouth kept babbling.

Feng Feiyun and Meng Po both stared at the old way.

Standing in the middle of the bridge, Lao Dao suddenly stopped and stared at Feng Feiyun's body.

"Wind and clouds. ”

"Peanut Road Chief. ”

Lao Dao touched the beard on his chin, his eyes rolled slightly, he turned around and left, and said, "I recognized the wrong person." ”

"Stop! Meng Po's voice was cold, staring at Lao Dao's back.

Lao Dao stopped helplessly, turned around, smiled, and said, "I think the Meng Po soup boiled today is less than a ghost medicine, and I will boil a pot again." ”

"To be clear, it's never too late to survive. Meng Po said, "You two knew each other before?"

Lao Dao looked at Feng Feiyun carefully, then shook his head vigorously, and said, "No, I don't know, I never know." ”

Feng Feiyun laughed, walked directly towards the old way, bowed, and said, "Why don't you know me, Daoist Peanut? When I was in the Shenjin Dynasty, I also drank the soup you boiled. ”

"Ahem, I guess I just look alike, my surname is 'Meng', my name is 'Master', you can call me Master Meng. "The old way is funny.

Meng Po said: "He once left home, listened to the Tao in front of the Taoist ancestor, the Tao number, and thought of peanuts. ”

Lao Dao's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

Feng Feiyun patted Lao Dao's shoulder and said with a smile: "That's right, Peanut Dao Chief, I know that Lu Dao is you, you used to be in Hell and Hell, by the way, how can you appear in the Shenjin Dynasty? Do you know that Lu Dao has any way to go back? Why are we all old acquaintances, just tell me! Don't hide it." Hey. ”

Lao Dao's face became even more severe.