Mechanical God Emperor

The three great underworld emperors remain unchanged, but they are not eternal, they also have a life force. Normally, a medallion's life is 100 million years. A hundred million years from now, they will all crash, and then a new underworld will be born on their remains.

While the Three Underworld Emperors cannot leave the Underworld, there are also many powerful beings who will go to the Underworld to make deals with the Three Underworld Emperors. Therefore, there will also be children of underworld descent in different places.

Yang Feng looked at the distance and saw only a vast infinite river, penetrating the sky and connecting with countless digital faces. The river was volatile, and a wave of meditation gushed out of the river, all over the place.

That river is the final destination of all living souls in the universe.

Even if the eternal falls, and the eternal imprint collapses, the soul eventually returns to the underwater river and is broken down by the underwater river.

The gods in the universe, even if hidden in the kingdom of God, will be weakened slightly, and even if they can live for hundreds of millions of years, they will eventually rot their souls into the underworld.

Above the river, one soul after another falls into the river, and as soon as it falls, it is directly broken down by the river and disappears.

On the banks of that river lies a soul thief made up of skeletons and dressed in a cape of souls with a spoon in his hand.

A soul falls from the edge of the river, and those who steal it will pour like hyenas, waving a spoon towards those souls.

As soon as those spoons touch those souls, they are drawn into the hands of those who steal them.

Those low-level souls are processed into low-level soul coins. The more advanced soul is processed into a soul stone. The finest souls are those who will be used as treasures by those who steal them, dedicated to the underworld kings.

In the underworld, it is ruled by the three great underworld emperors.

Below the three great underworld emperors are the eighteen meditations, and beneath the meditations is the king of the underworld.

Those underworld kings are the strong ones who deal with all kinds of things in the underworld. The three great underworld emperors, the eighteen underworld holy saints, are generally not governors.

“Sister Qian, you dare to come to the underworld, how stupid!! ”

A terrifying underworld wind blows from afar, and in the underworld wind, an underworld dragon ghost with a hint of strange dragon gusts walks this way step by step.

That dragon ghost in the underworld was filled with terror and meditation waves of the cosmic sea level. He looked at the Qian sisters in a dazzling way, like a big cat holding a ticket to tease two little mice.

Qian Yingchu took a poor look at Chen Fei Hai and begged softly: "Brother Chen Fei Hai, help us. ”

The underworld ghost dragon glanced at Chen Fei Hai and flashed a wiper in his eyes. "Are you going to make an appearance for them? ”

Chen Feihai was very resolute: “This adult, Chen Feihai, a son of Chen's family in Xiayu Yuanfu, I met these two women only in Pingshui and did not mean to speak for them. ”

The ghost dragon in the underworld frowned slightly and faintly: “Yuyuanfu Chen family, your family has a relationship with me. You watch and I won't kill you. ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

Chen Fei Hai's eyes flashed with humiliation and stood silently by his teeth.

Even the mighty dragon of the underworld spills only the power fluctuations of the cosmic sea level, but even the mighty one of the magician kings is not necessarily the opponent of the mighty dragon of the underworld.

Chan Mei Mei bites his teeth: "Third Underworld, how did you find us? ”

The third underworld smiled coldly: “This time it is our spiritual meditation, the whole undermoon sea, the island of the undermoon that makes us spiritual meditationists. You come here as self-pitching nets. Give it up, Bone Underlord. We're doomed to crash this time! Hundreds of thousands of years from now, a new Bone Underworld will be born. Why did you come to the underworld to die for him? ”

“The Bone Underlord is going down? ”

Yang Feng's heart moved slightly. The [Mirror of Destiny] contained countless spells that sparkled, causing a slight ripple, and then restoring calm, but without any indication.

Yang Feng frowned slightly: “It is true that the message of the Bone Underworld is unrecognizable. The underworld, also in this universe, is a handful of worlds that cannot be perceived by my power. ”

After the advanced eternity, Yang Feng has become invincible in the magician's world. The casting of the Eternal Treasure [Mirror of Destiny] also means that the vast majority of the magician world has no secrets to Yang Feng anymore.

Only the underworld, the home of all the dead, can be as powerful as Yang Feng, under the great power of the Underworld, to see all the secrets.

Chan Meimei looked directly at the Third Underworld and said, "Once the Bone Underworld has fallen, hundreds of thousands of years later a new Bone Underworld will be born. But the new Bone Underlord has forgotten all about the past. The equivalent is already dead. He was the ancestor of our family, the source of strength. Even at any cost, we will not give up saving Him. What happened today, it's none of their business. Third Underworld, please let them go. ”

“They?”

The third underworld glanced coldly at Yang Feng and the Lord of Death, scorning and laughing. "You two cheap things. Kneel down and lick my toes. I might consider letting you live. ”

In the underworld, even a mighty man of the rank of magician is not an opponent of the Third Underworld, and he has developed a nature he cannot be proud of.

Yang Feng glanced at the third underworld and smiled softly: “Let us live? It's a lie. You're trying to kill us while we're on our knees, right? ”

With the horrific power of the Eternal, Yang Feng glanced through the heart of the Third Pluto.

“You're so smart. Unfortunately, the smarter people die in this world, the sooner! ”

The third underworld was said by Yang Feng to be the center of the heart, a slight cold killing machine appeared in his eyes, infinite meditation spread over his right paw, turned into a shadow and stabbed towards Yang Feng.

Chen Fei Hai's eyes flashed with joy and grinned in his heart: “What a fool, who dares to provoke the Pluto people in this underworld, is really dead and alive. ”

“Careful!! ”

Chan Mei Mei's pretty face changed and she warned loudly.

Yang Feng glanced at the third underworld messenger. As long as he reveals himself, even standing in place for 10,000 years, he cannot be hurt in any way.

That quiet standing next to Yang Feng's face of death had no expression, took a direct step, blocked in front of Yang Feng, reached out to the third underworld to make a finger, a horrible force of life and death erupted instantly.

“You are...”

The third underworld flashed a shock in his eyes. Before he was finished, his body collapsed by an inch, turned into dust and scattered with the wind.

Chen Fei Hai's eyes swept away and his eyes flashed an incredible color: “Third Underworld, is that it? This big man in the underworld, he just died? ”

“So strong!! Who's that guy? Kill the Third Underworld with just one blow. Such a strong man is like a guardian of that man. Who the hell is that guy? ”

Chan Meimei looked deeply at Yang Feng, and his eyes flashed with horror.

As soon as Qian Meimei bit his teeth, he came to Yang Feng and persuaded him: "My lord, this third messenger. It is the belief of the Dragon Pluto, since he was killed. The Dragon Pluto King will never stop!! Run away!! In this underworld, even the Holy Spiritualist is not the opponent of the Dragon Pluto. ”

Yang Feng smiled softly: "They are here!! ”

In the void, a wave of meditation swept, and ten warships, made of various skeletons, headed this way for 3,000 metres.

Above those warships stood a strange shaped underworld warrior constructed of a variety of skeletons.

Sitting on a skeleton throne at the top of a warship headed by a dragon head full of terror underworld, the eyes of the cold strong.

Chen Fei Hai's eyes flashed with joy and his heart filled with malicious thoughts: "Dragon Pluto! He was the mighty man who had slaughtered the Holy Spiritualist of the people. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Both of them are dead, no matter where they come from. ”

Qian Ying shivered in his delicate body, his eyes flashed with despair, and he lost his voice: “Dragon Pluto, how could he do it himself? How did you get here so fast? ”

“The mighty one, did you kill my men's third underworld? ”

At the top of the battleship, King Long Zhongjun's eyes were cold, looking high above Yang Feng, and asked coldly.

Yang Feng smiled softly: "Yes!! ”

Dragon Pluto said ruthlessly: "Very well, in that case, make your own decision!! As long as you lay down your own rules, I will forgive you your sins. Otherwise, I'll kill you, draw your blood, curse your clan. Let your blood be cut off. ”

Yang Feng bluntly said: “I haven't been so threatened in a long time. I'm in a good mood today. Do it yourself! I can give you a whole corpse. ”

“Stubborn!! The Great Battle of the Devils of Pluto! ”

Dragon Pluto's eyes were cold and he drank loudly.

The ten underworld battleships blew mysterious spells all at once, as if they were communicating with the underworld river, which had infinite power and was embodied by the rules of death.

An infinite underwater river fiction emerged in the void, penetrating the universe and sweeping directly towards Yang Feng.

The Devil's Array of Pluto Town is the killer of the Dragon Pluto King. Even a powerful man of great sacred rank, brushed into his body by the illusion of the Pluto River, will lose all memory and become an idiot.

“Wonderful, in this underworld, this spell can even kill the Great Saint!! ”

Yang Feng smiled slightly and exclaimed, reaching out and poking.

Countless mysterious spells sparkle, a huge, indestructible, thrust past, present and future fingers emerge, like the summit of Mount Tarzan on the shadow of the Underworld River.

The illusion of the Great Sacred River directly collapsed, and one underworld battleship after another collapsed and crumbled, and all the underworld warriors above were unified into powder and disappeared.