The first thing Wu Qi did when he opened his eyes was to make sure that he had really returned to his own body in the Netherworld. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Whew! It's finally out. It's uncomfortable to be controlled by others. After seeing that the world was dark, and confirming that nothing was visible to him, he shouted around as if he were venting.

"Ah!!!!h

Although those two dreams didn't make anything to him, the feeling that he was being controlled by others was too much for Wu Qi to feel angry. In that dream, not to mention his own familiar body and the mana of his own foundation, even some of his thoughts have been distorted and tampered with by the dream.

If it weren't for his own fate, maybe he would have really confessed himself to it.

Although Wu Qi has inherited the power and only the power of thousands of Wu Zhu who have lived for a long time, he is still a big child who has not really experienced substantial combat after all, and he really needs to vent a little when he encounters this situation.

After Wu Qi vented the unhappiness accumulated in his heart with this shout, Wu Qi's mind calmed down a lot. At this time, he remembered that he had packed the three academy disciples and Tao Yao in his sleeve when he was thrown out by the throat of the Nine Shadows, and was about to release them out of his sleeve, when his face suddenly froze.

There was no trace of the four people he had packed up with his sleeves, and Wu Qi tried his best to recall the memory when he was thrown out of the throat of the Nine Shadows, he did put those four people away, but now they are gone.

Wu Qi was very sure that with the skills of those three scholars, he would definitely not be able to break through his sleeve, although he didn't put much effort into it because it was not the secret method of the Witch Hall itself. But the gap in their own strength is over there, and the three of them have just touched the strength of the second realm, and it is impossible to break it.

However, that ghost king Tao Yao could do it with her third realm skills.

It's just that Wu Qi doesn't think she can come out of her sleeve.

You know, those monsters in the netherworld are all extremely ferocious, and they don't treat them differently at all. As long as they are not the natives of the Netherworld, they will definitely be hunted down and killed until they are not even scum.

The most important thing is that this is the Netherworld, a place that is extremely unfriendly to all living beings, and it is full of life, and if you don't have mana to protect your body, you will be attacked by the dead in a few moments. Therefore, even if Tao Yao had that idea, the three scholars would do their best to stop her from doing that.

At this point, there is only one possibility. Wu Qi still remembered that he was thrown into this netherworld by the power generated by the collision between the Taisu Qi and the Nine Shades Throat power, and it was obvious that the force not only threw him out, but also broke the space that he had created with his sleeve to isolate him from the outside world when he threw him out.

Thinking of this, Wu Qi was a little worried about the safety of the three scholars, after all, they were involved in their own fighting, so it was his responsibility to protect their safety.

He still remembered what Wu Gong had told him.

"Wu Zhu's vocation is to sacrifice and bless, Wu Zhu's destiny is to lead his clan to strength, and Wu Zhu's responsibility is to protect his clan from being harmed. ”

If the three of them were irreparably harmed because of their own reasons, Wu Qi would have no way to forgive himself at all.

"It's attracted so many monsters, it's really raining. ”

"Wang Qiwu, the broken road you led dragged us into an unlucky battle, forget it, this time it's better, go directly to the netherworld. I was sick with my brain at the time, and I would actually go out with you. ”

"Wang Qiwu, this time it's really miserable for you. It's a pity that I still have a great fortune that I haven't squandered, and I haven't seen countless skills of craftsmanship. ”

At this moment, Wu Qi suddenly heard the voices of other people.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it was not the voice of the cry for help, but the echo of the thoughts in someone's heart after being amplified by the netherworld. When Wu Qi felt this thought, he really wanted to thank the Netherworld for amplifying the ability of all echoes at the soul level, even though this property had caused him to fall into two controlled dreams not long ago.

Of course, he was even more glad that the three unlucky scholars had forgotten the characteristics of the nether world and did not contain those thoughts in their hearts.

After carefully sensing that some of the thoughts were coming from that direction, Wu Qi straightened up and drew a golden line and headed straight in that direction.

After a few breaths, Wu Qi finally saw the three unlucky scholars who had the idea, and they were surrounded by a group of ugly monsters with strange faces and burly bodies, but with huge bellies.

It's just that the monsters seem to be very afraid of the layer of clear light around them that is constantly shrinking and growing like they can breathe, and they are always cringe. They take a few steps forward when the light shrinks inward, and retreats when the light expands outward.

"It's a bunch of hungry ghosts, and they're really unlucky. After seeing the faces of those monsters, Wu Qi also felt that he didn't know what to say, they actually provoked the most dangerous monster in the netherworld.

You know, this hungry ghost is something that has existed since the existence of the Netherworld. They have been in a state of endless hunger since they spoke, but they are living in this netherworld where there is nothing to feed them.

Moreover, even if it is dirt for them, as long as it is not the dirt in the netherworld, they will keep chasing it as if they have seen their fate.

Their appetites are amazing, and they can eat and digest anything that is not in the netherworld.

Wu Qi once read an interesting statement in the book that there are eighteen layers of hell in the underworld under the leadership of the Dongle Emperor in the Netherworld Pure Land. One of the layers is called the Hungry Hell, and it is said to be shaped according to the condition of the hungry ghosts in the netherworld.

Therefore, Wu Qi was already speechless about the luck of the few of them.

Although it is said that hungry ghosts are indigenous creatures in the netherworld, they can actually be installed in this boundless netherworld, and it can only be said that their luck is back to a certain point.

You know, a hungry ghost is a monster that will not let go even if it is dirt as long as it sees the slightest accident from the netherworld, let alone see a few living people.

A few big living people, this is a complete encounter for a hungry ghost, and giving away his life can be regarded as a value-for-money deal.