"Master is not willing to give in!"

"Master is not willing to give in!"

In the roar, the star power boiled, and Black Mountain finally couldn't support it, and the remaining body collapsed and fell to the ground. However, even so, it still could not escape the power of the Emperor Star until it was completely destroyed.

"Dead...dead?"

The leaders of the various forces in the underworld who looked at him were stunned on the spot. Such a mighty ten thousand-year-old demon with unusually deep heels fell like this, without even a chance to be reincarnated. The shock in his heart is beyond words.

As the person involved, Meng Fan, who drives the stars in the sky to fight like a god, is now pale and is sitting cross-legged in meditation, using Maoshan jade pendants and other spiritual objects to adjust his state to avoid being taken advantage of by other demons.

However, he underestimated the influence of his killing of Black Mountain. Even though his aura was sluggish and his fighting power was reduced to that of his junior brother Zhiqiu Yiye, no one dared to approach him.

In fact, he didn't even dare to pry deeply, lest his breath be recorded and liquidated later.

Time passes minute by minute.

Meng Fan's pale face gradually disappeared.

On the ground, after the huge black mountain disappeared, there were only three volumes of scriptures glowing with light golden Buddha light, and the remnants of ten broken relics.

Nowadays, they are shining with rays of light, and they appear particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

During this period, a light tried to get close to Meng Fan and heal his injuries, but was blocked by the vast green energy to prevent it from being eroded by the Buddha's power.

If there is no guesswork, the relic should come from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in this world. If it is a casual cultivator with no family or sect, then it is fine. Obtaining it is completely a great blessing.

But Meng Fan is able to travel through the heavens and is a Taoist disciple with a solid foundation. Therefore, it is better not to be tainted with Buddhist things. After all, the Taoist priest has no idea of ​​​​changing his sect, and he despises the rebels.

"Finally kill this old monster!"

In the whisper, Meng Fan, who was meditating, stood up. With a move of his hand, the formation flags with dim light returned one after another. If they were sacrificed properly, they would regain their former power in the future.

At this time, he picked up all the Buddhist scriptures and relics on the ground.

When I opened it, I saw that it was not some cultivation technique, but three magical powers.

One volume records the technique of six feet long golden body.

Pudu Cihang once practiced this method, and used it to bring trouble to the world and successfully deceive the world.

As far as Meng Fan is concerned, he believes that this golden body technique should be born out of the law, heaven, and earth, so it has no appeal. In the future, the relevant inheritance will be completed, and no power of faith is needed to shape the golden body.

"Be born by faith, die by faith."

"There are quite a few restrictions."

After two sentences of evaluation, Meng Fan put it away.

Another volume records the kingdom of Buddha in the palm of your hand.

One flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata.

These concepts are thought-provoking, but they are different and do not work together.

As for the last volume, it is widely circulated that it has the magical power of lion roaring.

"When the time comes, let's lend it to Yan Chixia for a look. If we meet someone who can trade with it in the future, we can exchange it for other treasures."

After saying that, Meng Fan gathered everything and took out a bronze token from his arms. It was engraved with unknown ferocious beasts and various simple and mysterious runes. It was obtained by Lan Ruo Temple when he competed with the old demon's clone. He could borrow it if necessary.

This is teleported to the city.

"City of Death in vain..."

The voices and figures suddenly disappeared.

The seal flashes once.

…

In the midst of the mighty city.

"The internal layout of the underworld seems to be no different from the ordinary world."

Meng Fan's figure appeared again.

There are countless legends about this city in the world. It was run by King Bian Cheng. When I gazed at it during the battle, I felt it was extremely majestic. However, after I actually stepped into it, I felt it was a bit bland. Apart from the vast area, the layout was the same as a human city.

The bluestone streets are straight and extend in all directions. Now the road is extremely empty and filled with thick white fog. This thing can actually isolate the spiritual sense, so the field of vision is narrow and only two sides can be seen clearly——

There are rows of houses and courtyards built with blue bricks and tiles, arranged in an orderly manner. The wooden red lacquer doors are tightly closed, and white lanterns hang high. The dim light only illuminates the three feet in front of the door.

"Where are the ghosts?"

"Could it be that they were all taken by the old demon and integrated into his body?"

There are endless natural and man-made disasters in the world, and there are countless ghosts who have died in vain. Logically speaking, there should be a scene of crowds, but when you step into the city of dead in vain, there is deathly silence around you, and you can't even see the shadow of a ghost.

However, after traveling through four worlds, Meng Fan was also in this kind of place for the first time. He was seriously lacking in experience and felt something was wrong but could not tell him.

I simply wanted to fly into the air to see the situation clearly, but unfortunately I felt my body sinking as soon as I was about ten feet away from the ground. Every inch I went up, the pressure doubled until I had no choice but to give up.

Bang!

His feet stepped on the bluestone again, and an extremely dull sound came out, which seemed particularly abrupt in the dead silence.

"I think it's a restriction left by the ancestors of the underworld, restricting the ghosts in the city from coming and going at will."

A piece of golden talisman burned, Meng Fan's eyes flickered with light, and mana instantly filled his eyes. He raised his head again, and when he looked around, he found a clue!

This city of futile death is filled with mana threads, densely packed, forming runes all over the sky, and the restrictions gathered together have the effect of prohibiting flight.

After all, the situation of this city is special. It was specially built by the underworld for the ghosts who died from unreasonable disasters, so that they can have a place to live before their fate is over and they cannot be reincarnated.

Moreover, most people who die unexpectedly have overwhelming resentment. If they are not restrained, they may cause disaster...

To put it bluntly, this place is not much different from a prison, which is dedicated to suppressing all unjust ghosts in the world.

While guessing about things, he moved forward. Anyway, the old Black Mountain demon who dominated this place had been killed, so the danger was almost negligible.

Click, click...

The sound of footsteps echoed, and Meng Fan was able to confirm that the city of Fusi was completely empty, and that the group of ghost soldiers and corpse generals gathered by Black Mountain, along with their main body, had been obliterated by the vast star power.

"It's good to be wiped out..."

"If it is not broken, it cannot be established."

For about an hour, Meng Fan, who was unable to fly and had to use his magical ability to shrink to an inch, successfully arrived at the central area of ​​Fusui City.

In front of you is a group of palaces. At a glance, they are comparable to a state in the world. They are made of iron and are hundreds of feet high, like a mountain peak.

Maybe Yama in the underworld doesn't like extravagance, because too much prosperity will destroy the majesty of the underworld, so there are no carved buildings and paintings in this place, and there are only a few patterns and animal carvings, and the overall style is rough.

Only six giant stone beasts stood on both sides, looking majestic and solemn.

Of course, these are all psychological factors.

In Meng Fan's eyes, it was just that, the old Black Mountain demon had dominated one side for a long time, and now that it was getting closer, the strong and smelly demonic wind could not cover it up at all.

squeak yea yea——

The main door was knocked open by Daoli.
Chapter completed!