Chapter 1338 Hell

Chapter 1338 Hell

The fog is filled with white bones all over the ground. There are more than a dozen people in a team of Yin soldiers in front of them, wearing heavy armor, holding a halberd and fighting, which is full of a kind of killing spirit.

They patrolled this place, the air was cold, and there was no life fluctuation on them at all, like a cold doll.

"So many ghosts, have we come to hell?" The little broken child was shocked. From the initial white face to the gradual adaptation now, a small heart slowly became tough.

Ye Fan frowned. He may have seen a super power that has existed for thousands of years, which can be called a terrible inheritance, which is definitely a very serious thing.

Yin soldiers take the way and fight far away!

There have been these legends since ancient times, but few people know the secrets of them. This is obviously a cross-star deployment. How horrible it is. Just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.

He doesn't believe in any fierce ghost legends. This must be a supreme organization!

Ye Fan opened his eyes and carefully observed these yin soldiers. They were all ancient corpses that died and did not know how many tens of thousands of years. Some armors were clearly in the style of ancient iron clothes.

"Uncle, we won't really come to hell, will we?" The little boy whispered, and his heart was up and down.

Ye Fan was stunned and said, "The hell... Is there a legend in this starry sky?"

"Yes, the place where the dead go is also called the underworld. Isn't that what the people say?" The little guy flashed his big eyes and asked innocently.

Ye Fan was stunned when he heard this. Whether it was on the earth, in the Big Dipper, or on this ancient road of the starry sky, there are such legends.

After he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has been scoffing at these rumors. The monks themselves can fly to the sky and the earth, move mountains and fill the sea. He is already an immortal among the population, and he still believes in hell ghosts.

At this moment, Ye Fan found that he had ignored an extremely serious fact. Many ancient places in the starry sky had hell legends, which were selectively missed by him.

"The hell... Under the rule of the heavenly court, such an organization has not been completely annihilated in the mythical era. It is still in control of the underworld!"

Ye Fan shivered. He thought of a lot of problems in an instant. Over the years, he ignored a terrible problem. Who said that everything in the heavenly court had completely become smoke?

Over the years, the ancient heavenly court is not only as simple as the survival of a small number of survivors, but also a considerable number of followers.

The ancient heavenly court, a huge thing, has not really become flying ash, and there are still traces to follow. There may still be some gods ruling some ancient star domains!

The more Ye Fan thought about it, the more likely it is. It's not as simple as surviving, not just leaving some descendants. Maybe some ruling areas have never declined.

"At least the hell is still there, and so many yin soldiers borrow the way. What a huge force this is. It can mobilize troops and horses across the star domain, which can be described as a peerless horror!"

Ye Fan has asked many envoys for advice. The ancient road of the human race is a legacy of the mythical era. It has existed as early as the ancient heavenly court era, and later generations have inherited it.

"The same road, if you go all the way like this, you may encounter everything in the ancient heavenly court."

Ye Fan opened his eyes and watched these yin soldiers carefully. Through the armor, he saw their true appearance. Most of them were human beings, but some of them were demons, ancient tribes, etc.

"The hell under the rule of the heavenly court, regardless of race, but at present, this ancient road belongs to the human race, and in the end, it will be the integration of the Shen clan, the human race, the demon clan, and other branches, leading to the ultimate ancient land."

Ye Fan walked around the team of Yin soldiers and saw a huge city in an open area, building an immortal royal city on the white bones.

One black fog after another, and there are not many Yin soldiers. They calmly enter and exit the ancient city for inspection.

"What does all this have to do with Yuan Tianshi, and why does it intersect?" Ye Fan said to himself.

This is simply a small underworld world. There are no creatures. They are all such dead ancient corpses. I don't know why they can walk like this and become a team of soldiers.

It is really hard to imagine that there will be such a huge ancient city on such an inconspicuous meteorite, which is shocking. It burys endless secrets.

"Uncle, what do you want to do? Do you want to make a scene in hell?" In Yang Xi's eyes, from the earlier uneasiness to calmness, to the current excitement, this transformation process is very rapid.

"Well, I really want to have a look." Ye Fan nodded. All this needs to be seen thoroughly, and there are too many secrets hidden in it.

He took hundreds of miles in one step and turned this not big meteorite around. There was fog everywhere, and the bones could be seen everywhere, like the underworld.

There are not many Yin soldiers. They are gathered in this ancient city, as if they were guarding something. This is an important hell.

Bang!

Ye Fan ran the formula of soldiers, and a yin soldier flew backwards in the wilderness. In an instant, he was detained by him, and the ancient corpse in heavy armor was about to roar fiercely when he opened his mouth. He raised his golden palm and pressed it down directly. The yin soldier couldn't move.

He pointed to the Yin Bing and read his memory of Sendai. However, with a click, his forehead bone was broken. It had already rotten, and there was no old memory. Only a magic thought echoed in the sea of physical knowledge: "Guard this city."

Ye Fan is so powerful now that it is useless for the Yin soldiers to fight fiercely. When this layer of armor was taken down, it had cracks all over its body, and then turned into dust, and then the same was the same, disappearing with the wind.

"What means did this summon them out of the ground to return to the battlefield?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

He kept taking action and captured more than a dozen Yin soldiers in a row. Almost all of them had the same phenomenon. His whole body became dust, as if he had experienced tens of millions of years in an instant.

There is only one special case. One of the Yin soldiers was full of black light, and then suddenly shrank and turned into a thumb-sized ink jade doll. With a tinkling sound, he fell to the ground, and his whole body flashed with strange light.

Ye Fan picked it up and looked at it again and again. Such a thing happened in the ancient purgatory. Duan De caught a yin soldier and finally turned into a black doll.

After many years, Duan De came up with a general idea, saying that this is a yin charm, a yin soldier created for a certain supreme existence, which is used to summon the real ancient corpse as a servant.

There was no big gain outside the Xiong Pass. Ye Fan sneaked away, came to the front of the city wall, and used the formula to cross in. Although there were lines and lines, it was difficult to keep him.

The city is silent, and there is no life fluctuation at all. Only sparse yin soldiers walk on the ancient streets, and there is no abnormality.

Suddenly, the whole ancient city was full of yin and fierce riots, and all kinds of cold breaths gathered towards him.

This is a dead city, and Ye Fan is a living body, which is sensed by the powerful and strange ancient array lines, causing the yin soldiers all over the city to kill here.

"Who... broke into my hell?" A hoarse voice came, low and finking, and he came in an instant, with a huge fog.

This is a general in the Yin soldiers, wearing black armor, revealing a pair of cold eyes, beating like a ghost fire, emitting amazing holy power. A large area of darkness behind him, followed by hundreds of Yin soldiers with weapons to surround Ye Fan.

"Finally, I met a person with divine fluctuations." Ye Fan said to himself, not surprised but happy.

Soon, he was shocked. The yin general's Sendai was black, which was different from the sanctity of the monks. There was a lot of yin, like a ghost cave.

"Where is this place, what do you exist, and why do you guard here?" Ye Fan asked.

"On the way to hell... a pass, why did you... break in?" His voice was hoarse, he didn't speak very clearly, and his consciousness was scattered.

"Where is the hell?" Ye Fan asked again.

"I don't know, you... want to join us." He suddenly roared, and the whole Xiongguan shook. It was dense in the distance, and there were yin soldiers everywhere, rushing here.

At the same time, there was another long roar, and the second Yin general appeared, turned into a black magic light and rushed to besiege Ye Fan.

This is an inevitable battle. The thoughts of the Yin soldiers are very simple. They should turn Ye Fan into one of them, become corpses, and enter the hell.

"Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the corpses are dancing. Uncle, hurry up and break into the hell to reincarnation. If you succeed, we are gods!" The little boy shouted excitedly.

What kind of messy thing is this? Ye Fan ignored it and began to fight. As soon as the six reincarnation fists came out, the golden blood was surging. Many yin soldiers turned into a wisp of black smoke, and a very small number of them became Moyu dolls and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan, who is as powerful as he is now, can be fully respected. Even in an ancient pass of hell, he is still fearless and can suppress a region.

Puff, Puff...

With one fist after another, Ye Fan's fist power can definitely easily break everything in the mountains and rivers, destroy them, and turn pieces of yin soldiers into flying ashes.

Ye Fan's golden hand fell down, like the lower world of the Emperor of Heaven. The two generals could not move at all of their movements, and they were all suppressed, and it was useless for them to roar in all kinds of ways.

Ye Fan searched their black Sendai, which was extremely chaotic. They only had a simple consciousness and were ordered to guard this place. There were no other distracting thoughts. This was an important underworld needed when the Yin soldiers crossed the border.

"Uncle, you are really too powerful to defeat the hell. Have we become gods?" Yang Xi shouted.

Ye Fan was big for a while, and his foreboding was not good. He came into contact with a shocking secret from ancient times to the present. The heavenly court was destroyed, and the rule of the underworld did not collapse. He has been mobilizing troops and generals for such a long time. Where is he conquering?

"Can I enter the mythical hell from this place?" He whispered to himself, carrying two generals forward and searching in the ancient city.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's heart was tingling, his whole body was shining, his golden blood was boiling, and his dense red hair grew out from his body surface, tingling all over, and his heart was uneasy.

In the center of the ancient city, there are lines of origin and sky, crisscrossing, emitting dazzling light, all of which are activated.

A wisp of blood spreads along those lines, making the place look extremely evil, full of strange and powerful mana fluctuations.

In the middle of the bloody pattern, there was a tall figure, covered with red hair, with his back to him, like a demon.

"Der it!"

Ye Fan shouted, and the golden blood mist emerged, which separated the ominous breath outside the body. The bloody hair all over his body was burned clean, and the body excreted the wisps of yin qi.

"How many generations of Yuantian ancestor are you, or are you in the starry sky?"

"I don't know, I don't know the end, and the end of reincarnation will come to an end." Huo, a tall figure covered with red hair, turned around, and even his eyes were blood-red.

August is coming to an end. Dear emperors, let's start sweeping the warehouse. Let's vote for the last monthly ticket, otherwise it will expire and deteriorate, and there will be divine thoughts... RQ