The area where the Gate of the Underworld is located, the wind and snow are always there, and the time is eternal.

Noah, the brave who revered the goddess Noi, dressed in black armor and armed with weapons forged by dragon crystals, guarded here against the evil creatures of the frozen continent for thousands of years.

The Guardians of the Underworld are the collective name for these brave men.

Here, you can get the most special protection of the goddess Noi, wander outside the long river of time, and never grow old and die.

However, as long as you leave here, the time to avoid it will come at once.

Once there was a young underworld guard who had made a great feat, and the king of the Crescent Kingdom came here to celebrate his exploits, and the brave man walked out of the area of the gate of the underworld to receive the golden cup of wine that the king himself had brought a step away, and as soon as he stepped out of the area, the time that had been blocked out of the area came crashing in, and in front of everyone's eyes, this underworld guard instantly aged, and finally disappeared into ashes.

Endless lives, endless battles, endless responsibilities and missions. This is the Guardian of the Underworld.

The wind and snow are unprecedentedly large.

A strong smell of blood poured out from the wind whirlpool of the Gates of the Underworld.

The ground trembled, and a terrible roar came from the frozen primordial continent.

Such a situation has never occurred since the goddess Noi opened the gate of the underworld, and even those bloody armies occasionally attacked through the gate of the underworld, and did not produce such a violent and terrifying formation.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

A long horn sounded, and groups of Underworld Guards gathered.

Through the eyes of the mage, he saw countless bloody armies and those fierce beasts on the frozen plain continent surging.

"What's going on?"

The Guardians of the Underworld looked at each other in horror.

A guard in pitch-black armor with a silver-white stripe prominently carved on his shoulder stood in front of them.

A silver streak proves that this person is the first generation of the Underworld Guardians stationed here, and at the same time, a flame darker than black armor swells on the silver streak, revealing his identity: the commander of the Underworld Guards.

The Black Guards were silent.

"I don't know what's going on in the frozen Primordial Continent, our former homeland, our former homeland, but with what Skywalker has discovered, this is since the gate of the underworld was opened. The fiercest attack that will come your way. After the commander of the Underworld Guard finished speaking, he pulled out the pitch-black long sword made of dragon crystal at his waist with a "swish": "But, no matter what kind of attack, we must meet it." We must not retreat even half a step! Goddess Noi will once again bless us and rain down the sun of victory!"

Sunlight?

There is only wind and snow here.

But no one said much, and the pitch-black guards all silently drew out the weapons made of the pitch-black dragon crystal. The sound was like a gust of wind blowing.

The terrible roar heard in his ears had become clearer and clearer, and in the huge whirlpool of the Gate of the Underworld, occasionally rolled up a scorching fire, which was the furious flame of the red dragon, and the stench of rotting on the body of the bloody army was scattered in all directions. The ground trembled even more violently, and I don't know how many bloody armies and how many fierce beasts from the frozen plain continent will swarm in.

"Skywalker, this time. Can we hold it?" asked the Commander of the Underworld Guards, lowering his voice and turning to a thin, sturdy figure next to him.

In the area of the Gate of the Underworld, protected from any encroachment of time, the appearance of such a figure that obviously looks like an old man is quite abnormal, and then look at the dragon bone staff held tightly in the hand of this figure, emitting a suffocating powerful magical energy coercion.

"I can't hold it. After a violent cough, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Yes. The commander of the Underworld Guardian had a bitter voice, and then waved his hand behind him: "Release all the snow crows to warn the tribes of the Eastern and Western Continents." We're going to fight with all my might. The rest is up to them. ”

"Yes!" several black shadows quickly retreated, followed by the sound of dense snow crows. Black dots scattered everywhere.

Soon, one by one, the bleak magic circles were quickly lit up, and the anxious and frightened faces of the powerful people of the Eastern and Western Continents appeared one after another.

The Guardians of the Underworld have all been marched to the Gates of the Underworld and are ready for battle.

The heavy smell of blood, the disgusting smell of decay, the half-festering bloody army, and all kinds of strange and hideous beasts, the tide is pouring in.

"Goddess Noi bless!"

The sound of a weapon being slashed echoed. The heavy snort was like thunder.

The strong and terrifying aura of death was transmitted to all parts of the eastern and western continents through the magic circle.

"Boom!"

Just when the powerhouses of all races in the Eastern and Western Continents were desperate to close their eyes, and just as the Underworld Guardians were about to rush forward and fight to the death against those evil forces from the Frozen Plains Continent, a bang made the earth tremble violently.

The tide of evil creatures was shattered into the air, and the blood and stumps rained down like a torrent.

Is that!

In the face of such a shocking change, everyone was stunned.

Shrouded in blood mist, a group of people slowly walked out.

These people were in rags and tired, but those bloody soldiers and fierce beasts screamed in horror and couldn't avoid them.

"Haha, these things are really in the way!" a slightly lighter laugh rang out.

After gradually seeing the group of people slowly approaching, everyone was stunned.

It turned out to be them!

This group of people is notorious in the eastern and western continents, and even the pirates on Roaring Island are cold when they talk about it.

Dragon Soul Expedition!

They were born on the continent of Harila, Yang Fan wandered through the oceans, gathered wealth in the Golden Sea, landed in the Crescent Bay, crossed the Strait of Silence, punished all the pirates who could be named on the Roaring Island on the way, and then broke back to the original continent, and then disappeared for more than ten years, just when everyone thought they deserved to die in that frozen homeland, these people reappeared in this way.

In the terrifying evil creatures of the original continent, they walked slowly as if they were strolling leisurely, stopping opposite the gate of the underworld.

They just stood there so loosely, but an indescribable aura permeated, as if the peaks of the mountains were suddenly towering in front of them, and it was like a ** surging waves rising up in the sky, rushing towards them.

God's Breath!

This kind of aura can only be possessed after possessing supreme strength, and it only exists in the mouths of troubadours, and is used to praise the gods and heroes of thousands of years ago.

In the more than ten years since they invaded the original continent, where have they been, what have they experienced, and what have they gained?

"Stop!"

The commander of the Underworld Guardian roared, his voice trembling slightly.

"Haha, we've stopped, but it's you, trembling all over your body. A middle-aged man in a tattered cloak said something playfully, and everyone else burst into laughter.

"You ......," the Commander of the Underworld Guardians calmed his mind.

Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man raised his hand: "The ice of the original continent has dissolved, and we are here to make a deal with you." ”

The ice of the original continent has dissolved! Everyone is even more shocked. (To be continued.) )