Legend has it that when a person dies, he will fall into an endless dark hell!

Grunt

The gray sky was thick and heavy, the atmosphere of death and slaughter was pervasive, there was not a trace of clouds, sun and moon in the boundless, and the yin wind mixed with terrible screams whirled and swirled.

The entire continent was like a piece of red-hot iron, revealing a faint light, and every piece of rocky soil shimmered with terrifying blood. The ground shook slightly, and a roar of rage came from the depths, as if a terrifying beast was hiding in the depths of the earth.

Thundered!

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering explosion, as if the thunder suddenly erupted, the blood rushed to the sky, the smell was fishy, the blood water kept rolling, the earth shook violently, and the heaven and earth were almost overturned.

"Hurry up and prepare! The forty-ninth round of torrent is coming!" a fierce ghost shouted, and the dead silence was suddenly broken.

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and the two red dragons at the end of the world came with the momentum of destruction, overwhelming the world, overwhelming the mountains and seas, covering the sky with blood, and slamming into the dry riverbed with a loud bang, turning up monstrous waves!

"Soul net!" A ghost official waved his flag and shouted, and in an instant, all the ghosts moved together, and the little ghost Yaksha each grabbed a boundless black iron giant net, and there were white knives stuck in the net knots of Wu Sensen, and they were waiting for the battle, and the ghosts stared at the tumbling river of blood.

"Soul hunting!" At the sound of an order, the 10,000-headed imp Yaksha was nervous and hurried, and struggled to throw out a huge net of dark iron full of knives.

"Wow"

The giant net of black iron was like a dark cloud of black oppression, and the sparkling light was sprinkled into the bloody wind gusts and the blood waves were raging.

There are two main trunks of the river, and rows of willow trees with emerald green branches are planted on the banks of the river, crowded with countless imp yakshas, struggling to pull a huge black iron net. At a glance, the river of blood is boundless, and the little ghost Yaksha and the Xuantian giant net on the bank of the river are also boundless!

"Hey", "Hey"

All the ghosts shouted in unison, the ghost officials waved their flags, and one after another the huge force twisted into a strand and acted on the Xuantie giant net, pulling the countless thousands of catties of Xuantie giant net out of the blood river.

"Collect the net!"

There was a stabbing sound, and the ghost official suddenly pulled the banner and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of imp Yaksha ordered the net to be closed, and the blood leaked down from the cracks of the giant black iron net, which was as spectacular as a silver waterfall that flew down, and the blood river was instantly filled with a fishy blood mist.

"Oops", "Wow", "Ahhhhh

Bursts of ghosts and wolves immediately sounded on the river of blood, and transparent souls wailed on the giant web of Xuantie. I don't know what kind of material the knife on the giant web is made of, and it can actually hurt the invisible thing of the soul.

"Hey, hey, hey" looked at the wailing souls, and the little ghost Yaksha on the riverbank let out a sinister smile, making the cold air rise through the cracks in the bones and joints of the listeners, for them, weeping and wailing seemed to be the most wonderful fairy music divine comedy.

"Let them suffer first, and the more powerful ones are yet to come!" said a flag-wielding ghost in a cold voice.

"Hurry up and collect the team and take them to the Ghost Gate!" Another ghost official scolded the group of ghosts, its face was as white as paper, unlike the other little ghosts Yaksha with blue faces and fangs, wearing neat official uniforms and holding Yugui in his hand, it was obviously the leader of the ghost officials.

"Yes!" The flag-bearer immediately agreed, and ordered his little ghost Yaksha to quickly put away the giant black iron net, and one by one the souls lined up on the empty riverside as if they were fishing and receiving goods.

"Smack!"

A blue-faced, fanged imp whipped a soul with a bone whip with fine barbs, and the soul screamed in pain.

"Join the team quickly, I don't care if you are the king of heaven or the tiger of the earth in the world, and you will shrink it for me in the underworld!"

"What, your father is a Zhongyuan Realm monk, so give me my stomach too!"

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the riverside was filled with the sound of the scolding and whipping of the imp Yaksha, and the screaming of the soul.

"Brush"

Suddenly, the branches of the willow trees beside the blood river were bright, and the willow fluttering in the yin wind was verdant and green, stretching out suddenly, like a fairy rope chain that could be drilled into the blood river at once.

With a "oops", one by one the souls were fished out of the blood river, they were the fish that slipped through the soul net, and they were noticed by the ghost willow planted next to the blood river and pulled out.

The ghost who slipped through the net fell to the ground hard, and one by one the little ghost Yaksha immediately surrounded him with bone whips, and it was indispensable to whip them fiercely.

After a while, countless souls lined up on the empty riverside, and one by one the little ghost Yaksha stood by and watched, overlooking it, as if there were stranded dragons lying on the riverside.

That's it, but the ten-minute "fishing" map of ten thousand ghosts is over, and all the souls who came ashore from the river of blood are escorted to the ghost gate!

Awakening was mixed in a very ordinary soul team, and he didn't say a word. He was very lucky, when he was fishing for the soul of the Blood River in the soul net, there was a soul cushion under him, and the shining knife did not stab him, and after he went ashore, he obeyed the orders of the ghosts, and he also had less pain in removing the skin and flesh.

"I'm dead?" Wake up and slowly recognize the current situation, he is dead, this is the legendary Netherworld!

"It turns out that the underworld really exists, and after death, the soul separates and then enters the underworld. When he woke up, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't even know how he died, and he entered the underworld inexplicably.

"Smack!"

A bone whip split the air and hit the ground, and the hunting wind that brought it up made his face hurt, and he quickly lowered his head, and his scattered black hair covered his handsome face.

"Silence! stop muttering in the ranks!" Yaksha scolded, the bone whip slamming into the soul that was close to it. Glancing at the soul who was suffering for him, he suddenly felt glad that he was in the middle of the soul team, far away from the imp Yaksha on both sides.

But the next moment, the luck in his heart was completely wiped out.

"Smack!"

The bone whip was like a ghost willow, stretching out freely, and it struck hard at the soul that was making a lot of noise in the middle of the group, and that soul was suddenly knocked to the ground.

"Look for a smoke!" said the imp Yaksha coldly.

"My father is the Great Sun Empire" Before the fallen soul could finish speaking, the bone whip rolled it up and pulled him out of the ranks.

The little ghost Yaksha glared angrily and scolded fiercely: "Call you ruthless!"

Then a raindrop of bone whips struck the rebellious soul.

"Woohoo"

This kind of thing happens in every team, there are too many, and even the little ghost Yaksha is in a bad mood and there is an unwarranted disaster that befalls his head, and there is nowhere to complain, and the ghost officials all hold their arms and sneer and watch, and they have no intention of stopping it at all.

Wake up without saying a word, stay in the middle of the team honestly, bow your head and hang your hair, try to keep a low profile and not attract the attention of the ghost officials and the little ghost Yaksha. He pondered, trying to remember the moment before he died, trying to remember how he had died.

"I remember that after death, it was like drowning, and after the soul separated from the body, it continued to fall into the endless darkness, and when I woke up, I was already in the endless river of blood, and then it was salvaged by a huge iron net. ”

"I drowned? No, I should have the impression that I had before I died. Was it sudden death, or a car accident?

Wake up racking his brains, why death still can't be imagined, and it feels like there is always a lingering layer of fog to stop him.

"If you can't think of it, forget it, it's already dead anyway, let's take a look at the current situation first. Awakening simply let go of his heart, no longer trying to figure out how he died, his bright eyes looked at his surroundings through his black hair.

Most of the souls had their heads bowed, their hair scattered, their eyes dull and dull, their bodies translucent, and they wore immortal longevity clothes that were as pale as paper, and they walked lightly.

Not all soul bodies are translucent, and the awakening also reveals a few souls of other colors, some pale gold, some pitch black, and the souls of several special teams are all milky white.

"Huh?" Awakening to find some inconspicuous details, the oni and imp yaksha treated the milky white soul and the pale golden soul a little better, and then focused on "taking care" of the black soul.

"Colored souls?" Su Xing muttered in his heart, rolling up his sleeves, his pupils suddenly contracting.

The soul under his immortal ascension robe is close to pale golden yellow, but not pale gold!

"Golden, yellow!" Awakening immediately said in a dark way, he looked around nervously, and found that none of the many souls around him were yellow, most of them were translucent or milky white souls gathered together to form another team.

Black souls are relatively rare, pale gold is even rarer, and red souls are even found sporadically when awakening, but he seems to be the only one with yellow souls!

"Don't look around!" the little ghost Yaksha suddenly scolded, waking up and lowering his head like an electric shock, honestly, but his heart kept rolling.

"This time, the little ghost Yaksha didn't 'take care' of me with the bone whip, he should have regarded me as a pale golden soul, which is also a good thing."

Although he was full of doubts, he forcibly suppressed it and walked quietly and numbly with the team.

The sky was as dark as lead, the earth was red as blood, the bleak and silent wind swirled with the roar of powerful ghosts, and a team of dragon-like souls moved across the boundless land, without the change of the sun and the moon, and without knowing the flow of time.

As he walked, the soul team suddenly stopped, and the awakening in the large army suddenly stopped, and he looked up curiously, and was suddenly shocked by the scene presented in front of him.

A pitch-black, tall steel mountain range lies not far away, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, with no end in sight, like a curtain pulled down from the sky to cut the yin and yang, and like a dragon lurking in front of it!

There is not a single grass on the pitch-black mountains, not even a single earth and stone, it is all steel reflecting the cold and cold light, magnificent and magnificent, even comparable to Mount Everest on the earth, just by looking at it, there is a powerful sense of majesty oppressing, making the soul breathless.

On such a magnificent steel mountain range, a huge pass was built that reached the heavens completely, as if a terrifying mouth devoured the heavens and the earth!

Su Xing looked at the majestic steel mountains and huge passes in front of him in shock, speechless.

On the gate of the pass hangs a rusty bronze plaque, on which are written seven vigorous and powerful blood-colored characters:

The ghost gate of the pyloric underworld is closed!