The Three Worlds

"How about we just wait here, and when Su Chen and the others come out, I think Su Chen may have discovered the problem, and maybe he will try his best to contact us."

Supreme Kunxu said with serious eyes.

"We can't wait here. This place may not be safe, and people from the Underworld have also come in. We can't leave the danger to Su Chen alone."

Yan Fei shook his head and said.

"Then you can only go in through the stone door on the right!"

Supreme Kunxu took a deep breath and said.

In fact, he didn't want to back down, he just deliberately made a conservative suggestion to see what Yan Fei's attitude would be.

"Yes, we can only go through the stone door on the right!"

Yan Fei's eyes moved and landed on the only stone door.

At this moment, the words on this stone door are particularly dazzling.

"Continue civilization, continue fire, continue the glory of the world!"

"Calling the capital of heaven, calling the earth and sea, calling the prosperous years!"

Yan Fei murmured softly, his eyes moved, and fell on the center of the stone door, looking at it for a short while.

"Do you think there will be a wave of attacks on this stone door?"

When Supreme Kunxu heard this, he was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"I'll go in first and give you a try!"

boom!

When he finished speaking, he jumped up and rushed into the second stone door without any hesitation.

"Why are you running so fast..."

Yan Fei murmured and saw the back of Supreme Kunxu disappearing into the stone gate, but at this moment, the position of Hengpi was extremely calm, and no words appeared.

"It seems that the stone gate here is incomplete, and the ancient couplets have not been completed!"

Yan Fei raised his brows, became interested, waved his hand, and condensed his essence into a stylus, writing on the stone gate in unison.

"Continuing civilization and continuing the fire are for inheritance. Calling the capital of heaven and earth and sea are for remembrance. Then this horizontal comment is called passing on the family lineage!"

Click!

The stylus pen danced in the wind, and four large characters with a pen and a dragon and a snake appeared on the stone door.

Continue the family lineage!

After Yan Fei finished writing, he took a few glances at his masterpiece and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, my literary talent is really no worse than that of Su Chen. Unfortunately, that guy brags about being a scholar every day. Compared with me, he is far behind."

When a chuckle came out, Yan Fei put away the Origin Pen, jumped quickly, and entered the stone door on the right.

Almost as soon as he disappeared, there was a roar, and the stone gate on the right quickly collapsed.

However, there is a stone slab among them that is extremely well preserved.

This stone slab is exactly the door panel on which Yan Fei carved the four characters "carrying on the family line" horizontally.

Buzz!

In the darkness, an invisible ripple spread and swallowed up the stone slab in one go.

At the end of the passage, a withered yellow tombstone that originally existed has collapsed. Now, only some remaining tributes are left.

Bang!

Suddenly, a stone slab fell down and hit the ground. When the dust dispersed, a line of large characters on the stone slab was revealed.

"Carrying on the family line?"

All around, a wisp of white smoke suddenly floated up, turning into a blurry figure. He glanced at the words on the stone slab, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

boom!

As soon as he pointed out, the entire stone slab immediately shattered and turned into a pile of ashes.

"Where's the tribute?"

This vague figure suddenly raised its head, looked coldly at the dark corner, and said indifferently.

"Sir, please calm down. The tribute is on the way and will be delivered soon."

There was a rush of sound.

Immediately afterwards, the void opened and an exquisite box flew out.

This figure, completely wrapped in white mist, suddenly stretched out a delicate little hand, gently grasped it, and easily grabbed the small box into his hand.

There is a clear word 'Ming' engraved on this box!

"Um?"

Soon, the box was opened, revealing its contents.

That's a head!

If there were an emperor from the Ming clan here, he would definitely recognize that the owner of this head was none other than the horse-faced man who loudly rebuked Ming Tianzong for crossing the river and destroying the bridge!

That's right!

He is Ming Xiang!

he died!

He died miserably, his head was cut off and sacrificed as a tribute!

The saddest thing is that until his death, he could not figure out why the person who killed him was the "Ming Kang Bandit"!

"hiss……"

In the white mist, a sound of inhalation suddenly came out.

The head in this box slowly shriveled up, and the essence inside it was like tobacco. As it flew, it merged into the white mist and was sucked by the strange existence inside.

"It's so delicious. The Emperor's brain tastes delicious!"

When a voice of praise came out, the white mist slowly moved and disappeared at the end of the passage.

However, when he left, he left behind an irresistible order.

"Speed ​​up, I want to eat all the heads of the underworld in the shortest possible time, and then I can concentrate on dealing with 'Su Chen'!"

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A certain section of the channel.

The Ming Kang Bandit was advancing, and suddenly, an extremely domineering voice sounded in his mind.

"I want to concentrate all my strength to deal with 'Su Chen'!"

After hearing this, a strange look appeared on his face.

Concentrate your efforts to deal with Su Chen?

Who is Su Chen?

Who on earth is this person who is worthy of this mysterious being to go all out?

"Su Chen..."

Ming Kangdao's mouth moved slightly and he murmured softly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a slightly dissatisfied look swept over.

Ming Tianzong looked at Ming Kangdao with cold eyes.

He always felt that Ming Kangdao became strange after Ming Xiang left, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that Ming Kangdao felt sorry.

To be honest, in Ming Tianzong's eyes, one more Ming Xiang is not much, one less Ming Xiang is not much, he doesn't care about the other party's stay at all.

When have you ever seen a giant care about the stay of the ants under his feet?

"Brother, the situation is a little bad. It seems that it has been too quiet all the way!"

Ming Kangdao's expression moved and said.

Boom!

Almost at the moment when his voice fell, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the whole passage.

Then, there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The most powerful race in this passage has taken action.

An unimaginable crisis has arrived.

Roar!

When these roars, like the roars of the dead souls from hell, were heard, a storm of death blew up all around.

The earth trembled, and the boulders collapsed.

It was as if thousands of troops were roaring in!

If they were ordinary war horses, it would not matter if they came in large numbers, but now, what appeared in front of everyone were soul generals.

Under the bodies of these soul generals, they all rode on black horses, as if they were condensed from death energy. The tails of these black horses were raised high, like straight iron whips, piercing through the void.

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