Chapter Eighty-Seven: What to Talk About Returning to the Yang World

Lin Feng glanced at it, and on the other side was another man who was overturned by the stars.

I heard that the man's name is Aotian, who cultivates to the fourth grade of Jindan, known as the god son of Reincarnation Island, and is the only existence in the younger generation that can compete with Bai Jing.

He also exchanged for a token, which caused a sensation and was congratulated by everyone in the middle.

His eyebrows were full of joy, and the corners of his mouth were curled up intentionally or unintentionally, looking very proud, and his temper was slightly more flamboyant than the third true biography who was a little excited at first.

After Bai Jing got the token, he dispersed everyone and returned to his original position calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Although everyone also gathered around her to congratulate her, she only nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

This stop lasted for a long time, and with the arrival of time, the Nether Ship set sail and sailed towards the depths of the sea!

On the way, nine more Nether Ships converged, all of them fully loaded, and this time it seemed that a total of ten Nether Ships had been born, and after completing the deal, they would return to the source.

Lin Feng was simply dumbfounded, what could he do about this? The Nether Ship didn't stop at the remote island at all, so he didn't have a chance to go down at all, so he was taken to the depths of the sea.

What is in the depths of the Netherworld, no one knows, the Nethersea is extremely special, the sea water cannot sail at all, the Netherworld is an extremely special existence, so it can sail in it.

What's even more terrifying is that many places in the Netherworld Sea even have a ban on flying, and there are monks who want to fly to explore deeper places, but they are all caught up in it without exception and lose their lives.

There is no life in the Netherworld, and once you fall into it, you will sink to the bottom without a single wave.

Lin Feng's Netherworld Ship traveled for seven days before it reached the end, this is an island, the area is so large that it is boundless, but it is extremely far away from the Three Thousand Islands, it seems to be an independent location, and it is not in the ranks of the Three Thousand Islands of the Netherworld.

The most important thing is that after coming here, Lin Feng only felt his heart pounding, this island was too gloomy, and the whole island was bare, there was not a trace of trees or anything like that, it was all one small grave after another.

Lin Feng was very bold, and before he crossed over, he even slept on the grave bag, but he also felt scared at the moment.

This is not Huaxia, but the mysterious world of Xianxia, can the tomb bag in this kind of place be simple?

The Nethership docked and stopped, and the skeletons on the ship got up and got off the boat one after another, Lin Feng didn't want to go down yet, looking forward to the Nethership sailing again, but found that after the skeletons got off the ship, the existence of the Nethership itself began to blur.

This made Lin Feng startled, and hurriedly followed him out of the boat, but seeing that the skeletons began to walk towards the distance, he didn't dare to be careless, so he could only stop by the sea, lie still on his stomach, gather his breath, and observe the distance.

And when the Netherworld Ship came down, it literally disappeared into thin air, as if it had never existed.

The skeletons walked to their own grave bag and lay down, and then the skeletons disappeared completely, as if half absorbed into the grave bag.

It's too evil!

Lin Feng was sweating on his forehead, and he really didn't know what to do, at this time, there was a roar!

"Who moved the old man's body!"

"Why are Lao Tzu's ribs missing, who stole them?"

"Where's my calf, Made, why is it missing!"

Dao Dao voices came, all of them were ethereal, and their cultivation was extremely special, making it impossible to guess how strong they were.

Lin Feng was stunned!

What should I do, the bones of these uncles have been replaced by themselves, and I don't know how to die if this thing is stabbed out.

Those voices were so angry that they simply collapsed, what was going on, for so many years, there had never been such a bizarre thing, the flesh went out to trade with the Netherworld, and it was actually demolished.

Lin Feng lay on the ground, not daring to move, for fear of being discovered.

At this time, the whole island began to be covered in a gray mist, and the temperature began to drop to the limit.

With Lin Feng's cultivation in the foundation realm, he would be shivering from the cold, and his mouth could let out white gas, and the temperature dropped to an extremely terrifying level.

Moreover, the gray mist even had the state of devouring Lin Feng, but fortunately, the Qingxuan Sword on Lin Feng's waist shook a few times, making a buzzing sound, and the mist seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and it was extremely fearful, and it actually circled Lin Feng's body three feet outside, leaving a trace of space.

Gradually, the island shrouded in mist, and extremely ethereal figures began to appear in the tomb bag, human but very vague, and could only be seen approximately.

The clothes on their bodies span a lot of time, as if they are not from the same era.

Manifested from the grave, they rushed to the distance for the first time, and this scene was extremely spectacular, these figures were not only very blurred, but also three feet above the ground, floating past.

It's a bit like a ghost!

Lin Feng swallowed his saliva, and boldly followed behind them, rushing towards that side.

But at this moment, the temperature is undoubtedly colder, Lin Feng feels that his body is about to be frozen and stiff, you must know that with his current physique, the masters of the Jindan Realm dare not say that they can be slapped to death with a slap, but there is a feeling that they are about to be frozen to death, which is extremely terrifying.

The gathered crowd was communicating, and their voices were relatively clear, mostly exchanging the harvest of going to sea, but the strange thing was that they were not talking about what they had obtained, but about people.

"The person I chose this time is extremely good, and she was able to obtain the Dao Yun Immortal Fruit, this kind of luck is no accident, I believe that she is very likely to bring out a Yuan Yang Fruit. ”

"The person I value is not bad, he actually found a piece of Red Immortal Gold, this kind of material can only be refined by robbing immortals, but he hides it tightly, can't I really see that he has ever obtained the inheritance of robbing immortals?"

It's very strange here, just like these people's cultivation is extremely strange, like the foundation building realm, like the Jindan realm, and sometimes there is even the aura of the tribulation realm revealed, which is unpredictable.

Eventually, they met at a location, not far from a crypt.

"This time, I have selected a lot of seedlings, which is not much worse than in previous years, I don't know who will be able to merge with the spirit and flesh again this time and return to the yang world!"

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, could it be that this is the underworld?

If it weren't for the underworld, why would we talk about returning to the yang world?

But to be honest, everything here is too shady, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the underworld.

Lin Feng looked at the crypt they were encircling and swallowed a little impatiently, it seemed to be very warm, exuding a yellow halo, and he could feel that it was a pure place from the outside.

Not to mention the body, Lin Feng, who was extremely difficult to even wrench his fingers, dragged his body towards there with some difficulty.

Passing by these strange crowds, Lin Feng could even pass directly through their bodies, and the other party was still unaware, but Lin Feng was different, the moment he passed through them, it was like falling into the Nine Shadows, and even the bones were screaming in the cold.