Alien God System

People often say that after eighteen years, he will be a good man again, what will happen in his next life.

Yes, the despair that most people have encountered in this life is hoped to change in the next life and to gain hope.

However, if the next life, the next life, the next life, and even the hope of life after life are cut off, that is the true despair of a soul.

Originally in the reincarnation system of the entire universe, every spirit body was equal. Regardless of the previous life, the king or the beggar had to pass various system evaluations to determine the fate of the next life.

Perhaps in this life I sigh for the unfair destiny, and the next life will be prosperity and wealth.

The situation in the next life is the last hope of every desperate person.

But in this independent world created by the Yan family that shielded the entire cosmic system, even the underworld has become a pool of stagnant water, where most people will never stand up.

As the representative of the people at the bottom, Yang Feng was really angry. Even if this was the property of his wife's family, he could not tolerate someone who would dare to trample on the future of the world's creatures.

At this moment, he seemed to really feel the dignity of being a god.

In any case, he cannot allow these false gods to be presumptuous in front of him.

Boom! The golden door fell completely, and Yan Mo showed a trace of excitement on his face, and his body softened as if he was exhausted, but Yang Feng didn't know when, gently stroked, and lifted it up again.

Yan Mo looked down, and the corners of his mouth flicked Xinran: "Boss..." "This is just the beginning. You won't be able to move as soon as you reach the door, and follow me in."

Without even looking at him, Yang Feng just flicked his wrist and bounced Yan Mo's frustrated body, which was already tens of feet long, and then strode inward.

Yan Mo's eyes lightly moved, he took a deep look at his jealous back, and then looked back at the excitement of the young brothers. He grinned suddenly and shouted: "Follow the boss and smashed this Yanming Hall! "

Roar! As soon as the voice fell, the sentiment was passionate, and the ghosts rushed in from the broken door with shouts, their eyes longing for the future.

Yan Mo gritted his teeth and barely got up and rushed in with the ghosts.

At this moment, this scene resembles the scene of disaster victims smashing the court's grain storehouse to grab food in a famine year.

Before he knew it, Yang Feng led another peasant uprising in the underworld.

Yan Yurou felt a little complicated, but after thinking about it, she followed closely.

At the same time, the noise from outside reached the hall deep in Yanming Hall.

There, wisps of ghosts sat in two rows in an orderly manner. The top old man looked out at a distance, frowning slightly: "What's wrong?

So much movement outside! "

Report! There was an urgent shout, and a ghost quickly came to the main hall and bowed to the superior old man and said: "Those lonely wild ghosts have turned their backs. They broke the front hall gate and rushed to the front yard. Ten thousand..." "What?"

The body shook, and all the high-levels in the hall were shocked.

"How could this be?

Those cheap embryos have the guts? "

"Yes, even if they have the courage, they don't have this strength?

Is it so easy to break open the door of our Yanming Hall? "

"What do the guards outside eat?

Can these ghosts break into our Yan Ming Palace?

In what style? "

...They were chattering, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, only the upper-ranking old man groaned a little and shouted: "What's the matter?

How can they have the strength to rebel?

Didn't the people outside stop it? "

"Enlighten ancestors, the others of these people are fortunate to say that the only one is special, a living person who broke into the underworld from nowhere, and his strength is extremely abnormal.

However, all the elders who were guarding the gate of the temple were burned to ashes in a short time. "

"What, the living beings in the underworld can still exert their strength in the underworld?"

Gently stroking his beard, the senior old man frowned slightly, thinking about it a little, and then said: "Could it be... he has refined the power of the evil spirit?"

"Yes, if it weren't for this, the power of the yang has absolutely no effect in the underworld."

Determined to nod his head, one person stood up immediately and bowed and said: "Ancestor, let the child meet this mortal, see what he can do?"

"Yan Qing, proceed with caution!"

"Don't worry, the child will go back here, hum."

With a cold smile, the man turned around and left in stride, all over his body, black thunder and lightning escaped unconsciously.

When everyone saw that he was on the expedition, they were relieved and ignored the disputes outside.

A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of Yang Feng, this underworld peasant uprising army had completely occupied the front hall of Yanming Hall, searched around, and arrested all the civilians working in the underworld, and selected what Yang Feng needed. Talent.

"You all remembered it for me. I'm looking for someone from Nangong's family, who knows how to gossip in the nine palaces, who can find me a life, and let me return to Yang, understand?"

"Yes, boss!"

Yang Feng urged around, and all the younger brothers shouted together, working hard.

Yan Yu came to Yang Feng leisurely and looked at the vigorous noise around him, and couldn't help sighing: "Oh, our Yan family's property in the underworld was just like that you smashed it."

"I even burned your ancestors to ashes, do you blame me?"

Without looking at her, Yang Feng just murmured.

Yan Yurou didn't answer, but just murmured: "If your wife and my sister were here, would you beat the ancestors of her family to death in front of her?"

"meeting!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Feng said firmly.

Yan Yurou looked at him strangely, and said in surprise: "You don't mean that your wife is the most important thing. Because of her, she used to let go of my dad and beat my uncle and apologized. Why is she so merciless now? Face?"

"Can this be the same? Can immediate family members be comparable with such incompetent relatives?"

Rolling his eyes indifferently, Yang Feng sneered: "Your father and uncle, no matter how you say, are Yu Chan's father and uncle. There must be a lot of meetings, blood relatives, at least somewhat emotionally based.

These Yan family ancestors who have not known how many years have died, Yu Chan doesn't care what they will do.

Compared to them, my husband kisses more than them, right? Will Yu Chan turn my face with me because of these dead ghosts?

Besides, let alone Yu Chan, even you, how many dead ghosts did you know? "

Well! Yan Yurou rolled her eyes and fell silent.

Yang Feng glanced at her evilly, grinned and said, "Isn't that all right?

You don't know it, and Yu Chan doesn't care where they got from their poor relatives anymore. I will give them a shame.

Besides, I think you just couldn't bear this kind of angry things, right? "

"Just you have a lot of ghosts, hate!"

Yan Yurou pinched Yang Feng severely and scolded with a smile.

Yang Feng smiled dumbly: "If it is your father who is standing opposite today, for the sake of your sisters, I would definitely not dare to do too much.

As for the other Yan family members, I am afraid that he will be out of five servers early. I know him as a ball, cut! "

"Really, it turns out that you are also the Yan family, hum! Suddenly, a sneer came out, resounding across the nine heavens, full of surly and contempt...