Chapter 250: The North Underworld (2)

In fact, few people know that the so-called weakest period of Kunpeng is just a cover released by Kunpeng himself, not many people know it, Ahri knows, the golden snake, this divine beast that has a vendetta with Kunpeng for 10,000 years also knows. But they didn't say it, firstly, because no one would believe them, and secondly, Kunpeng, who had cultivated for 10,000 years, had indeed faded the contract that the Divine Ancestor had left on him back then, which means that now that the time for Kunpeng to recognize the Lord has come, whether it can be completely depends on the strength of the individual.

Kunpeng looked around coldly, his huge body instantly opened, and his huge wings could even cover the nine heavens, and the huge body itself was a powerful deterrent. The Golden Serpent was already active in the abyss, but Kunpeng didn't plan to trouble her Ma now, and now was not the time.

Ahri's face also changed, but he still didn't hesitate and flew down against the stone wall of the abyss. The face of the golden thread snake who was looking for the 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo became extremely ugly, and the aura released by Kunpeng was far more powerful than before, and she also felt the existence of Ahri, but she was also a divine beast, and the strength of the three of them was only between the best. The golden thread snake only shrunk in size, and there were more in everyone's surprised eyes, of course, her disciples and grandchildren were also hidden by him, and the power of Kunpeng was not something that they could stand as small fish and shrimp.

"Okay, since you want the treasure here, let's get through this first. Kunpeng said suddenly, opened his huge beak, and a huge air bomb sprayed into the sky, like a powerful hurricane blowing through a slum, and immediately blew all the gambling qi covering the top of the abyss.

Whirring, countless winds quickly spread throughout the valley under the flapping of Kunpeng's wings, and Kunpeng's body was pressed very low. Deliberately protecting the land under his wings, it carries his most precious life memories. It's his home. The howling wind seemed to shake the core of the earth, and the rumbling sound swept up into the sky from the bottom of the abyss.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the dilapidated small city of Beiming was overturned in an instant, and countless people in the rivers and lakes were sucked into the sky by a strong gravitational force before they could understand what was going on. The thick poisonous gas, the wind blade of the whistling hurricane suddenly cut the people who were blown into the sky into pieces, there was no shouting, no screaming, they were already blocked by the anger the moment they flew into the sky.

The faces of everyone in the God of Wealth Inn were extremely ugly, and all of them exuded a powerful liliang against this sudden strong gravitational force. Everyone's face was very pale. From time to time, someone is swept into the air. The black poison had slowly pressed over, and all their faces had become extremely ugly, they had never thought that such a thing would happen to the North Underworld.

"Do not be alarmed, for there is an iron chain under one of your chairs, and take them out and lock them around your loins. Ning Caishen stood up with a huge iron chain tied around his waist and shouted loudly. The center was slightly insufficient, and it couldn't cover the sound of the iron chain rubbing in the air, Ning Caishen's face was pale, and he was tightly holding on to a cylinder beside him, and the cylinder was also made of fine iron. The slender waist and the thin chains of her arms formed a stark contrast, as if her waist was about to be twisted by the chains that had already flown up in the next second.

Without the slightest sluggishness, the crowd instantly pulled out the heavy chains under the bench and tied them around their waists, while those who did not have chains only changed their faces. Palms, fists, and weapons swung at those who were chaining the pits. Screams, rumors, poison, blood. Countless things are mixed together, turning the entire Northern Hell into a hell on earth. ...,