This is a dark and cold world, boundless scorched earth, no light can be seen.
The underworld is just like hell. The wind is raging and the ghosts are howling. There are rivers of blood everywhere. In the dark scorched earth, there are half hidden skeletons, which have been weathered by years.
Is this the underworld?
Ye Chen stood still and looked around. Yuan Shen''s body swayed like a flame, stronger than he could not bear the wind of the underworld. It was so cold that he could not help shivering.
The underworld is also like all the heaven and earth. There are mountains, rivers, trees and trees, but they are all painted black.
If you take a closer look, you can see one or two lonely ghosts floating around. Their looks are dull and their eyes are empty. Sometimes when they look up, they will show a ferocious look, just like a devil.
Take a deep breath, ye Chen moved, and went straight to one side.
He holds a wisp of soul of Lin''s poetry and painting in his hand, and can feel her one soul and three spirits.
Yuan Shen state, he flew over mountains, across a river of blood.
The underworld is too big, and there are too many ghosts. Besides these, there are many terrible beings, such as he saw a headless man chopping wood in a mountain forest, such as a baby boy crying in an old mountain, and a sarcophagus floating on a river of blood.
Everything, all strange let him frown, the underworld is more terrible than that space black hole.
Another river of blood, dead and silent, flows from west to East.
Ye Chen stepped forward and stepped forward.
However, at this time, the silent Blood River restless, suddenly set off a bloody wave.
Then, there was the howl of the fierce ghost, but in the river of blood, there were bloody souls, waving their teeth and claws at Ye Chen, with fierce faces. There were also many souls struggling. It seemed that they wanted to rush out of the blood River, but they failed. They were suddenly forced by the blood River and continued to suffer.
Ye Chen frowns slightly and strides across in a hurry.
In front of him is a huge mountain eight thousand feet long. It is dark, but it is locked by thick iron chains. The iron chains are cold and dark, and are engraved with ancient runes that ye Chen can''t understand.
When ye Chen flies by, the iron chain is clattering and the whole mountain is shaking.
In the mountains, there is a shrill roar, sound like eternal thunder, with resentment, anger and desolation.
Ye Chen was shocked, the sea of God roared, nearly lost, pale looking at the huge mountain, which should be sealed with a terrible existence, but he did not dare to peep at it.
Let me go!
The roar continued, and the seal in the mountain seemed to want to rush out, but failed.
Ye Chen trembled in his heart and flew over in a hurry. If he stayed down, the yuan God would be scattered by the roar.
For a long time, ye Chen was in a dark scorched earth.
The soul and three spirits of Lin''s poems and paintings seem to be far away from here, which have not been seen so far.
With little time left, ye Chen did not dare to slack off and set out again with a clear goal.
I do not know how long, ye Chen subconsciously stopped.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The world of the underworld is shaking. The sound of thumping is slow and rhythmic. Listen carefully. It is the sound of walking. Maybe the body is heavy as a mountain, so that the earth roars.
Ye Chen has raised his head, looking at the distance.
There, there is a giant, tall, barefoot, barefoot, bare arm, left arm engraved with ancient dark patterns, born with three eyes, the head has horns, the eyes are extraordinary big, quiet as the abyss, even breath is like rolling clouds, grinding the empty sky hum.
Ye Chen couldn''t help but step back. His face was as white as paper, and his body couldn''t help shaking.
The man was too big and too strong. Even though he was far away, ye Chen still had an impulse to crawl down. At the foot of the man, he was afraid that he had no qualification to be a mole ant.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The giant walked step by step, holding a black iron chain in his hand. One end of the chain was tied with an ancient bronze coffin as big as a mountain. The ancient coffin was also engraved with runes, and the spirit of yin and hell overflowed.
Ye Chen did not dare to move, until the giant walked far away, he just left like a fairy light.
What the hell is that!
Until fly out far away, ye Chen did not forget to look back at the sky.
He is like a man but not a man, like a beast but not a beast, like a fairy but not a fairy, like a devil but not a devil. He seems to be beyond the three realms and six ways. Ye Chen can not find anything to describe him until he is so powerful that people''s hearts shudder.
Take a look, ye Chen continues on the road, the speed is extremely fast.
There are crises everywhere in the underworld. If you can''t keep it, you can jump out of one or two to find him trouble.
After all, half an hour later, he found the soul of Lin''s poetry and painting in the dark mountains.
Looking from afar, the transparent soul of Lin''s poetry painting floats under a black tree, just like the ghost he met all the way. His face is dull, his eyes are empty and he doesn''t take any emotion.
It''s you!
Without much thought, ye Chen stepped over in two steps.
Xu''s speed was too fast to drive the Yin wind, so that the soul of Lin''s poetry and painting swayed back and forth.When he comes to Lin Shi''s painting soul, ye Chen hastily takes out the Taoist symbol given by Yan Laodao and takes it in.
Mission complete!
Ye Chen breathed a deep sigh of relief, and took out a magic lamp given by Long Yi. By lighting the lamp, he could hook up the heaven and the universe, and then return to the heaven and the universe with the help of the magic lamp.
Just as he was about to light the magic lamp, he heard the sound of the iron chain hitting the ground.
Suddenly, he subconsciously looked at the past.
In the distance, it was a figure, or more accurately a woman, in the form of soul. Her hair was dishevelled and her feet were shackled. When she walked, she kept hitting the dark ground, making a crash sound.
She also looks like the soul of Lin''s poetry and painting. Her face is dull, her eyes are empty, and she has no human feelings.
The wind was blowing, and her hair was stirred and her cheek was exposed.
How... How possible!
Seeing the woman''s face, ye Chen''s body trembled and her eyes became prominent.
Let''s go!
Ye Chen''s thoughts were finally broken by a voice, which was very strange. Although it was a human voice, it was like a cow''s voice. Only then did he see the woman''s back, followed by two figures.
They were two strange beings, one ox head and one horse face. They were just like the Yamen servants in the mortal world escorting prisoners, and the female soul was their prisoner. They were all urging her to go faster.
Ye Chen has already moved, step by step, and grabs the female soul.
Be bold!
That ox head suddenly side body, the face is ferocious, a voice unexpectedly shakes Ye Chen to turn to fly out.
Let her go!
Ye Chen roars and pounces again. He is crazy. The twisted yuan Shen immediately ignites a flame. He makes a practice and holds a killing sword condensed by Yuan Shen''s power.
Get out of here!
The horse figure also opened his mouth, and the voice was like the sound of a horse, but it was like a Hong Zhong. Ye Chen, who had just rushed up, flew out again, and the whole yuan God almost collapsed.
Let her go!
Another roar, ye Chen jumped up for the third time, his face still had a trace of ferocious color, and his words were even colder than the nether wind.
Hum!
The underworld was shocked by his roar, as if it had touched the supreme law of the underworld. The whole underworld was shaking, and there was a force that made heaven and earth tremble for it.
Come back!
In Ye Chen''s hand, a dragon''s quick rebuke rang out, and the lamp''s fire ignited itself.
Immediately, the lamp had a rainbow flying into the sky. On the ethereal void, it opened a whirlpool leading to the universe. A fairy light twined Ye Chen and dragged him to the whirlpool.
No!
Ye Chen struggled, eyes blood red, roaring, a pair of hands like crazy grasp the direction of the female soul, but he has been dragged into the ethereal, too far away from the soul, he is destined to catch nothing, entangled by the immortal light, he is also destined to be unable to break free.
Boom!
The underworld is turbulent again.
When ye Chen was about to be brought back to the heaven, a dark palm caught him from a distance. The palm was too big, and it was covered with ancient seal characters.
It was the supreme existence of the underworld. He made a move, as if to leave Ye Chen in the underworld.
Oh!
Ye Chen, who is still howling and roaring, may not be able to bear the pressure, so he is in a coma.
"Ming Di, sell me a thin noodles, let him go." In the underworld, there seems to be such a ethereal voice in the depths of the underworld. It seems that it comes from ancient times with endless vicissitudes.
Don''t say, grab to Ye Chen''s palm, also really took back, and then there are cold and majestic and ethereal voice resounding through the underworld, "Emperor Huang, your human feelings, this emperor returned."