"Oh! This is Qinglian Chaos Qi, you can't touch it." In the bamboo basket, Xue Jiao's voice trembled a little, a pair of small claws held the bamboo basket tightly, and his teeth kept shaking.
Feng Feiyun was carrying the bamboo basket, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his body, wrapping his body, looking at the blue wave of light, and said, "Where is that tattered hanging stone gate?"
"The first gate of hell."
Xue Jiao's eyes bulged out and said, "There are nine heavens in the sky, and nine earths in the earth. There are nine springs in hell, connecting the heaven and the earth. This place is not something we can break through, hurry up, hurry up, if we let the ghosts of the ghosts. Kill it, and we're dead."
Feng Feiyun has naturally heard the legend about hell, it is a place where there is no return, and now he has actually come to the gate of hell, which is simply incredible.
This is very different from the last time the soul came to hell. To be precise, it is a completely different feeling.
Feng Feiyun was not in a hurry and said, "Why does she want to break through the gates of hell?"
Xue Jiao was so anxious that he wanted to scold his mother again, and said, "Fuck you, stop talking nonsense, we are still friends. Are we going to leave?"
Feng Feiyun just stared at the faraway place with great fluctuations, and didn't mean to retreat immediately.
Xuejiao was so anxious that he vomited blood and said, "Okay! I'll tell you the truth, she's a lunatic, she can't be measured by normal people's thinking, we are all smart people, and we can't be in the company of lunatics. Please, big brother, don't look at it. Come on, let's go! Look again, she won't come back... You motherfucker, if you don't go, if you don't go, open the seal of Qinglian Shenzhu and let me go."
Xue Jiao finally turned into anger from shame, showing the unparalleled murderousness of the demon king, and let out a high-pitched sound like a dragon's roar, causing Feng Feiyun's eardrums to ache.
This blood dragon's cultivation base is not generally strong, even if it was sealed in the bamboo basket, it still burst out with the power of overturning the river and the sea, almost shaking Feng Feiyun's hand and flying away.
Feng Feiyun's five fingers are like iron bolts, holding the bamboo basket tightly, his eyes are narrowed, his body is flying up, his feet are stepping on the void, and he is flying towards the thick and turbulent blue light waves.
An ancient bronze ship flew out of his body. It was originally only the size of a grain of rice, but after an instant, it became as huge as a mountain, exuding endless ancient flavors, and turned into a simple and mysterious wrecked divine ship.
On the boat, the eighteen bronze pillars were like mountain peaks, and the eighteen iron cloth magic sails were all tattered.
I don't know how many years ago this ancient bronze ship was built to rot like this
Feng Feiyun flew onto the bronze ancient ship, as if driving a ghost ship, flying towards the first gate of the ghost gate, without any intention of turning back.
"Ah... ah... the gate of hell is not something we can break through, Uncle Banyao, let's go back! If you turn back, we are still friends..."
The blood dragon in the bamboo basket was cursing loudly, like a blood loach tumbling in it.
Feng Feiyun hung the bamboo basket on his waist, flicked the bamboo basket with his fingers, and said, "If you are screaming, I will throw you into the gate of hell."
A suffocating aura rushed out of the blood jiao, and roared: "I am the thorn king of the blood jiao clan. I am full of evil, killing people like numbness, and everyone is afraid. Boy, if you dare to speak to this king like this, this king will once Get out of trouble, I will eat you for three lives and three lives."
Feng Feiyun glanced at it lightly, "I heard that turtles like to eat loach, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"Haha! Boy, are you afraid! If you are afraid, let this king out, we are still good friends... Damn, where did you get a turtle!" Xue Jiao's voice paused, shrinking in the bamboo basket Formed into a ball, alert to the turtle above that stuck its head in.
Mao Turtle climbed on top of the bamboo basket, put a snow-white little cockroach into the bamboo basket, widened his eyes, looked at the blood Jiao dragon curiously for a long time, added his lips, and said, "Wow! What a freshman. Only loach!"
"You are the loach, your whole family is a loach. You motherfucker, try adding a lip." Xuejiao is not afraid anymore, it's not a turtle, and I'm not a real loach, why be afraid of a turtle .
How could this king be so frightened by a tortoise
Xuejiao's mouth widened and turned into a bloody mouth.
Mao Wugui was startled, and hurriedly shrank his head, but was caught in the bamboo basket, so anxious that his entire body was kicked on the bamboo basket.
"Bang!"
The holy fruit flew into the bamboo basket and smashed into the head of the blood dragon, smashing it into a faint.
Mao Turtle finally retracted his head, shook his head, and said, "Who the hell said this is a loach, it's obviously a scorpion."
"Shh!"
Feng Feiyun was silent.
In the distance, a cloud of clouds rolled over from the void, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, making a harsh whistling sound.
In the dark clouds, there are the roars of thousands of troops, ghosts with chains, skeletons in armor, and flags standing on the backs of bone dragons...
This is an extremely terrifying picture.
The gates of hell were opened, and countless evil spirits poured out from it. Wherever those Yin soldiers passed, everything was destroyed.
"According to the rumors, the ghost soldiers are rarely born, but they are the souls of hundreds of millions of evil ghosts in the ghost gate. They are the most yin and evil things. No monk can resist the evil spirit in them. gas."
"Once the ghost gate soldiers are dispatched, it means that something big has happened. That green gauze woman can really make a fuss, and even the ghost gate ghost soldiers are dispatched for it... Could it be that the gate of the ghost gate was broken?"
Mao Wugui hung the bamboo basket around his neck, put one paw into the bamboo basket, and flicked on the tail of Xuejiao. The bloody Jiao, who had fainted, slowly woke up.
"Who is that woman in green yarn? What is she going to do?"
Xue Jiao rubbed the big blood bag on top of his head, feeling his head dizzy, when he saw the ghost soldiers rushing towards him in the distance, he immediately shrank into a ball and whimpered, "You sir, this is the time to die. It's settled, this King Hero I, how could I meet you idiots..."
"Stun it." Feng Feiyun called out the Sanweizhen stove.
The holy fruit flew into the bamboo basket, slammed around, jumped up and down, and stunned it with the screams like bloody floods killing a duck, and slumped in the bamboo basket.
"Woooo!"
The Ghost Sect Yin Soldier brought the boundless suffocating energy into contact with the bronze ancient ship, and wrapped the entire bronze ancient ship.
The "Dragon Horse River Map" on the bronze ancient ship erupted with dazzling rays of light, turning frantically, and all the Yin soldiers who approached the bronze ancient ship were crushed and turned into wisps of blue smoke.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun threw out the Sanweizhen fire, and a sea of red fire spread, and all the ghosts of the Yin soldiers who came into contact with the Sanweizhen fire spontaneously ignited, making a more tragic cry.
Sanwei Zhenhuo has an innate ability to restrain Yin soldiers. Wherever the Sanwei Zhenhuo flies, the Yin soldiers will be burned red.
Suddenly, a huge ghost hand slammed over from the darkness. The ghost hand was covered with scales, as huge as a cloud.
"Bang!"
The Sanweizhen stove was collapsed by the ghost's hand, and countless flames splashed out, turning into a rain of fire.
Such a terrifying power.
"Boom!"
An incomparably gigantic ghost shadow came out, not knowing how many thousand feet tall, with a blurred body and a pair of horns on its head, roaring at the bronze ancient ship, blowing the bronze ancient ship backwards.
Ghost shadow!
This is a ghost shadow, belonging to the projection of a strong man in the ghost gate.
Feng Feiyun flew directly out of the bronze ancient ship and flew towards the ghost's shadow, his eyes were cold and steady.
"That's the ghost's shadow! It represents the will of a supreme powerhouse, that kid is dead, dead." Xue Jiao woke up again.
When the huge ghost shadow saw a small half-demon attacking it, he was instantly furious, and a terrifying yin qi emanated from his body.
There was an extra ghost bottle in Feng Feiyun's hand, and when the bottle cap was opened, a huge suction force was emitted from the ghost bottle, and the ghost shadow was put into the ghost bottle.
Feng Feiyun took the "Tianyi Ghost Bottle" back into his hands, and then flew back to the ancient bronze ship, opened the ghost bottle, and continued to take away the ghost soldiers. Soon the world was emptied, and the bronze ancient ship continued to fly. out.
Xue Jiao stared at the ghost bottle in Feng Feiyun's hand, and said, "This bottle looks familiar, it seems to be the one I lost five hundred years ago, little brother, this bottle is an heirloom of our family. The treasure, my mother handed it into my hands, Qian Dingling Wan urged me to put it away and give it to her future daughter-in-law in the future. But... woo... But I lost it five hundred years ago , fortunately you helped me find it back, otherwise... I don't know how to go back to see the old man at home... "
Xue Jiao said with tears in his eyes, but he was knocked unconscious by the Holy Fruit!
In the next few days, Feng Feiyun was attacked by several waves of ghost soldiers. One of them was extremely powerful. Among them were several terrifying ghosts. Even the ghost bottle could not be collected. Fortunately, the bronze ghost ship The speed was fast enough to break out of the siege and escape.
Of course, this may not be because Tianyi Ghost Bottle is not strong enough, but because Feng Feiyun's cultivation is not strong enough.
On the seventh day, Feng Feiyun found a cyan boat floating in the void in an ancient ruin, floating above the void like a cyan bamboo leaf.
At that time, a group of Yin soldiers also found here, wanting to devour the blue-veiled woman on the blue boat.
After Feng Feiyun blasted and killed those Yin soldiers, he landed on the blue boat, stared down, and sighed softly.
The cyan yarn woman fell into a pool of blood, her face was pale, and her air was like a gossamer.
Feng Feiyun sat on the boat, helped her up, put her head on his chest, condensed a golden silkworm Buddha Dan, and gently put it into her sandalwood mouth.
Immediately, a dazzling Buddha light appeared on her body, and the Sanskrit of Ten Thousand Buddhas sounded in her body, and wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I don't know how long it took, her long and curved eyelashes moved slightly, her beautiful eyes opened a little, and she saw Feng Feiyun's appearance clearly, there was a bit of surprise in her pupils, and then she closed her eyes again , in a weak voice, "You actually... dare to come back... "
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "I agreed to collect your corpse for you, so why not come back?"