Chapter 922: I, Zhang Feng, Ghost Cultivator
"I'm really just begging for death!"
"Please, don't run anymore, I'm really not a peerless master!"
Zhang Feng was about to cry at this time.
Big brothers, don't you ghost cultivators have some courage and dignity?
I have no strength, only the breath of the Qi refining period, and I have chased you for 2,000 miles, but as a result, you are just running desperately, and none of you dare to fight to the death?
And those ghost cultivators were about to cry at this time.
"Big brother, let us go!"
"You still say that you are not a peerless master, you are not a peerless master, dare to chase after our tens of thousands of ghost cultivators?"
"Chang Wei, you still say that you don't know martial arts! Look at the speed you run now, we can't get rid of you, and you still say that you are in the Qi refining period?
"We're not human, but you're a real dog!"
"I can tell at a glance that you're not in the Qi refining period!
"And let us fight back, and say that if we fight back, you will die...... If you can't beat us, can you chase us here?"
"Don't pretend anymore, wise we've seen through your disguise!"
They are really desperate now.
originally thought that this master would leave after chasing a while.
As a result, this master seems to be addicted, and he sees that we are all almost home!
Big brother, are you going to chase us back to the underworld directly?
You're such a macho man!
But thinking of this, some ghost cultivators showed joy on their faces.
After all, ahead is the entrance of the underworld to Qitian Road.
As long as they escape from the Divergent Path and return to the underworld, they will be safe.
None of them.
It's just because there is a Yan Jun guarding the underworld!
Those who can become the king of Yan are all immortals of the underworld who hold great magical powers, and they are also the leaders among the immortals of the underworld, second only to the king of the underworld!
If it is really calculated, it is the immortal emperor among the immortals.
Of course, the underworld is different from the immortal world, and the immortals in the immortal world are cultivated by themselves, and there are endless immortal spells and immortal arts.
And the strength of the Yama King of the Underworld was rewarded by the King of Hades, not to cultivate hard, and there was no ever-changing magic power.
There is only one powerful spell they have mastered.
But that spell is the supreme magic power passed down by the Hades, crushing countless immortal arts, even the immortal emperor of the immortal world, he can't face this spell.
These spells have been passed down by the Immortal King!
All of them are terrifying methods that reverse yin and yang and reverse life and death. This is not even a spell, but the manifestation of cause and effect and fate.
Ten Yan Jun, ten life and death techniques.
And guarding outside the underworld is Yan Jun, who ranks first among the top ten Yan Jun, who has the most powerful life and death technique, and the reincarnation of the curse!
It was an incomparably terrifying spell.
As long as it is recited, even the Immortal Emperor will be frightened.
No matter how high the cultivation is, in the face of that life and death technique, they can only lose. Because that technique is like the cycle of cause and effect, the higher the cultivation, the greater the danger he faces.
"Rush!"
"Brothers, the exit of the underworld is ahead!"
"As long as we return to the underworld, we will be safe!"
"Brothers, rush!"
Seeing that a distorted void had appeared in front of him, the faces of those ghost cultivators were filled with incomparable excitement, which was the joy of escaping without dying!
Zhang Feng naturally saw it.
But what shocked those ghost cultivators was that Zhang Feng's pace still did not slow down, but still pressed closer to them, looking like he was going to follow them into the underworld!
There was no trace of fear or hesitation on his face.
Those ghost cultivators were shocked again when they saw this scene.
"Does this man really plan to follow us into the underworld?"
"What kind of master is he? Don't he know that the underworld is terrifying, and it is no less than the world of the fairy world!"
"Damn, this man...... Could it be that he wants to use us to guide the way to the underworld and kill in the underworld?"
"He had such courage!"
"This person must be a supreme peerless master! His gaze is never us, but to destroy the underworld!"
The more those ghost cultivators thought about it, the more frightened they became.
What kind of master is this, who wants to go into the underworld alone?
What kind of courage and scheming is this, following them all the way, but in fact, the real purpose is to slaughter the underworld?
This......
For a while, those ghost cultivators' faces became more and more pale.
But now, there is no way to back down.
One can only hope that Yan Jun, who was guarding outside the entrance, will be able to kill this person.
Only then would these ghost cultivators still have a trace of life, otherwise even if they stopped at this time, they would only die faster.
"Brothers, don't panic. Reincarnation Yan Jun is extremely powerful, and he will definitely be able to kill this person!"
"That's right, Reincarnation Yan Jun is the strongest Yan Jun among the ten Great Yan Monarchs, and it is impossible to lose to this person!"
"Yes, yes, yes......"
The ghost cultivators cheered each other on.
Just looking at the calm face of the ordinary Qi cultivator behind him who was still running wildly, they all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
This man was so rampant and fearless from beginning to end.
Could it be that he was already confident enough to be able to kill Yan Jun?
But it's too late to think about it.
The ghost cultivator led by him had already rushed into the distorted space and returned to the underworld.
Other ghost cultivators also entered one after another.
At the same time, Zhang Feng's footsteps did not stop at all, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he rushed directly into the distorted space.
After all...... He had come to die.
Zhang Feng pondered, this time his water body should be dead, right?
But at the same time, those ghost cultivators who were chased by Zhang Feng and rushed into the underworld together did not find out.
Among them, there is a mediocre ghost cultivator who has no sense of existence.
What entered the underworld was not only Zhang Feng's water body, but also Zhang Feng's body...... Just kidding, in this Qitian road of ghost cultivation everywhere, is there a safer way than to sneak into ghost cultivation and become a member of ghost cultivation?
Since you can't defeat the enemy, it's better to join the enemy.
Instead of facing fear, it is better to incarnate fear itself.
Zhang Feng's logic is very strict and impeccable.
As the peerless King of Gou, Zhang Feng can always find the safest place......
Zhang Feng patted the ghost cultivator beside him who was desperately fleeing, and encouraged: "Come on, we will be home soon, as long as we reach the underworld, Yan Jun will definitely be able to kill this peerless master who is chasing us!!"
"You're right, that's right! Yan Jun will definitely be able to kill this peerless master!" The ghost cultivator looked at Zhang Feng with a face full of approval, and his eyes seemed to see a confidant.
The underworld.
It's ghostly.
Nai He is on the side of the bridge.
At the head of the bridge, outside a distorted space, countless ghost cultivators with strong breaths stood quietly.
This is not an ordinary aura that is strong, and it is not comparable to the lineup of the eighteen holy lords on the human realm.
Tens of thousands of ghost cultivators here, all exuding a terrifying aura like an immortal, but the netherworld aura is countless times more terrifying than the immortal qi, and this place is completely different from the fairyland.
The rich netherworld aura completely dyed this piece of heaven and earth in gray and black, and the living beings retreated, without any life, only a very rich dead air.
This is a forbidden place that only the dead can reach, the underworld.