Before that, even if these underworld ghost cultivators were arrogant, she didn't panic at all.

Because she believes that with Zhang Feng's strength, it is impossible to die in the underworld!

In the eyes of others, Zhang Feng is a superb Lizhou unicorn and the strongest person of the younger generation.

And Yu Xuanji really knows that Zhang Feng has two other identities in addition to Lizhou Qilinzi, Daomen Holy Son, and Buddhist Holy Master.

If you make a painting casually, you can make the Asgard in awe, and it is very likely that it is a strong Gu Immortal of the Ancient Immortal Court!

And, Demon Gate Patriarch!

These two identities, no matter which one they are, are well-known peerless powerhouses.

Not to mention a netherworld, even if it is an immortal realm, I am afraid that no one can easily kill this person.

Yu Xuanji couldn't imagine how such a strong predecessor could die.

Unless......

Encountered an equally formidable existence.

At this moment, Yu Xuanji looked at the mediocre Qi cultivation who was standing in front of countless underworld ghost cultivators, with a weak breath and an inconspicuous qi cultivator, but there was no ease in his heart, but his heart had sunk to the lowest.

There is no other reason.

It's just because this person's body is so weak that it is almost imperceptible...... She had only felt it in Zhang Feng.

This is an existence that is in the same realm as Zhang Feng's predecessors, and even stronger than Zhang Feng's predecessors!

If there is such a person, maybe ......

Senior Zhang Feng, is he really dead?

Yu Xuanji's face turned pale in an instant, and her heart was extremely sad, for Zhang Feng, she was not only the worship of her predecessors by her juniors, but also had a trace of other feelings.

"Yes, I was negligent. ”

"I should have thought that even in the weak human world like us, there are strong existences like Zhang Feng's predecessors. ”

"How can the underworld, one of the three realms, not exist like Zhang Feng's predecessors?"

"Zhang Feng's predecessor ......"

Yu Xuanji's heart was shaken, he couldn't hold back the grief in his heart anymore, and he couldn't care about the countless ghost cultivators in front of him, so he cried out directly: "Zhang Feng, you died so miserably!"

For a while, the other holy sons were also touched by the scene, and they were not in a hurry to run away, and they wept bitterly.

"Kirinzi, you actually died like this!"

"Woo woo, what should we do if you die. ”

These holy sons are actually not stupid, they are not so frightened by these ghost cultivators that they give up and run away at all.

Instead, he knew that even if he ran desperately, he would not be able to escape from the killer of tens of millions of ghost cultivators.

After all, the structure of ghost cultivation is unique, somewhat similar to those spirits in the spirit world, there is no body and flesh like a human at all, just a rich cloud of netherworld qi.

Whether it is a ghost cultivation in the Qi refining period, or a ghost cultivation that is like an immortal emperor, it can be transformed into the netherworld qi of the body, which can be used to rush or escape.

Although the speed was not as fast as teleportation, it was much faster than these holy sons. Zhang Feng couldn't catch up with these underworld ghost cultivators before, and those holy sons could only follow behind from a distance to cheer, which illustrated the problem.

At this moment, these holy sons really gave up.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Zhang Feng saw that these holy sons directly began to cry for themselves in place, and his brows furrowed slightly.

This......

How weird it sounds.

I, Zhang Feng, really didn't die miserably...... Ahh

But at this time, Zhang Feng played the role of a senior in the underworld.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to explain out loud, I, Zhang Feng, are not dead yet.

Zhang Feng stood in place, looking at the weeping Holy Son's gaze becoming colder and colder.

Zu'an Ghost Cultivator, who had spoken before, said respectfully towards Zhang Feng: "Senior Lord Yan Jun, these Holy Sons were already stupid when they heard your great name, they only knew that they were crying here, and they even gave up escaping. ”

"Senior Lord Yan Jun, since these eighteen human beings have lost their fighting spirit, it is better for you to kill them, and then we will follow you into the human realm and plunder the yang energy!"

As soon as these words came out, other ghost cultivators also chanted in agreement.

"Please also ask your predecessor, Lord Yan Jun, to take action and kill these eighteen human monks!"

"Fight into the human realm!"

"Plunder Yang Qi!"

"As long as you can conquer the human world, the strength of the entire underworld will increase greatly, and the Hades King will definitely be rewarded!"

The ghost cultivators were excited.

But the ghost cultivators didn't get carried away, and they didn't get excited and directly killed the eighteen human cultivators themselves.

Just kidding, ghost cultivators aren't stupid.

These ghost cultivators still remember how the Qi cultivator chased hundreds of thousands of ghost cultivators directly to the underworld, and directly killed two Yan Jun without blinking an eye, forcing the initial Yan Jun to promise the position of Yan Jun to others.

Although that Qi Cultivator was blown up by a punch from his predecessor, it seemed that he had no power to fight back at all.

But the ghost cultivators knew that it was just that the predecessors were powerful, not that the human monks were too weak.

If they go up, I'm afraid it's a matter of minutes.

And the eighteen human cultivators in front of him can enter with the strong man who is disguised as a qi cultivation cultivator, even if it is not as good as the previous qi cultivation powerhouse, the cultivation is afraid that it is not low.

Therefore, the ghost cultivators really dare not go to the ...... This great credit should be handed over to the seniors, the dog's life matters.

Zhang Feng glanced at the tens of thousands of ghost cultivators who wanted to go up but didn't dare, and could only wait for them to go up, and he was excited in his heart.

All right.

I, Zhang Feng, are just waiting for the opportunity to make a move on these holy sons!

After all, only in this way can Zhang Feng's plan be unfolded.

But Zhang Feng was excited in his heart, but his face was indifferent and even disdainful, looking at the holy sons who knelt on the ground and cried bitterly and worshiped Zhang Feng's deceased, Zhang Feng snorted coldly and walked over.

Seeing Zhang Feng coming, those holy sons were full of despair in their hearts.

Li Muyuan and Shui Jingyue originally wanted to resist.

But the next moment.

"Turn on the special effects. ”

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows.

A terrifying aura erupted in an instant, and the rich netherworld aura converged into a river above Zhang Feng's head, and a huge skeleton body slowly walked out from the phantom of the Styx above Zhang Feng's head.

The Styx Ancestor came across time and space.

At Zhang Feng's feet, thousands of miles of black water, countless evil ghosts roared and stretched out their pale hands, grasping the void.

A yin and evil aura appeared on Zhang Feng's body. The supreme coercion almost stopped the hearts of the Holy Son present!

At this moment, Zhang Feng was like the master of the netherworld who walked out under the yellow spring.

Even those ghost cultivators couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps when they saw it, and even began to wonder if this person would be even stronger than the legendary Hades?

And in the face of Zhang Feng's sudden outburst of power.

The Sons were in utter despair.

Shui Jingyue and Li Muyuan, who originally wanted to rely on their hole cards and fight with trapped beasts, were also stunned, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Li Muyuan knew that he was afraid that he would really die this time.

And Shui Jingyue shouted in her heart no matter what, but the powerful existence in the ring never came out again, and the ring on her finger was motionless, as if it was a piece of mortal iron.

Shui Jingyue knows.

This time, even the powerful being in the ring seemed to be afraid.