Chapter 359 Embed in Reincarnation

A sharp look at the ancient city in the distance, shining through an unknown time and space, is paying attention to every move here.

Huang Feng understands that this is hell and has his own set of rules. If he breaks the rules here and wants to resurrect his father, it will be extremely difficult. I remember that you have the mist of hell, which is also the product of hell.

"Indeed, it rose under the nine abyss, but it came from hell." Panshe affirmed, but he didn't know why Huang Feng asked this.

Huang Feng tossed and turned, as sensitive as an ape, elegant as a crane, like an eagle, with a variety of postures and profound cultivation. Since we can't walk from the Naihe Bridge, we will fly over the Naihe Bridge.

At a glance, it is empty over the bridge. If it can fly in the air, it is easy to fly over it. But the fact is that Huang Feng is limited by the rules here and can't fly. Then there must be a tiptoe. Ordinary substances are estimated to be unusable here. Only the substance of hell can be used normally, so use 'Yanluo fog' to get through it.

"Cross the bridge, cross the bridge..." Jiucai cheered loudly on her shoulder, as if a child had encountered something interesting and was very excited.

"Never let you do what you want. This is hell, not your presumptuous place." A ghost shouted, and suddenly more than a dozen ghosts came forward and surrounded the bridge. Even Meng Po looked at this side. She was a charitable old man, with an indescribable sadness in her eyes, as if she were pitying the miserable female bodhisattva of the world.

Huang Feng's eyes were cold and resolute, like an impersonal iron block, and said, "No one can stop my determination, just as the pain of the six reincarnations in the world will never be broken."

"Yan Luo's fog." The snake opened its mouth and spewed out a thick fog. Suddenly, many ghosts made a mess and made a turbulent cry. A mass of fog gathered above the bridge to form a fog bridge.

Huang Feng exerted his strength, and his mana burst out. Like a sparrow, he could easily rise into the air, stepped on the fog of Yan Luo, and quickly rushed to the center of the bridge. Looking down, snakes, rats, ants and other poisons were shouting at the top, opening their teeth and grinning, making a 'hise' sound, which made people's scalp numb, and praying in their hearts not to fall down.

I witnessed some evil souls bite by these poisons, which was painful.

I was about to cross the bridge with a sigh of relief. Suddenly, several ghosts with tridents rushed up fiercely. Shouting, there was a tendency not to force Huang Feng down the bridge and vowed not to give up.

"I'm here for a purpose. Don't force me to take action." Huangfeng Road.

"Anyone who violates the rules will be punished." A leading ghost messenger shouted, and suddenly several ghosts rushed up. The trident glowed with cold light and could easily kill people's souls, which was very terrible.

This is the weapon of hell, which is specifically for the soul. Even Huang Feng does not dare to underestimate it. Once his soul is seriously injured, it is extremely difficult to cure.

"In this case, don't blame me for breaking in." There is no way to do this. Since you are here, you can do it all the time and break through directly.

Boom!

The snake swept past the fairy weapon, and several ghosts were hit by a hurricane and immediately retreated away.

Huang Feng's eyes are bright and powerful, and no one can stop him. Two groups of fearless ghosts were knocked down in a row, and some people even fell down the bridge. However, it soon came up again. These snakes, insects, rats and ants did not attack the ghosts of hell, which were very spiritual.

Huang Feng's eyes were like a torch, and he looked up to the sky with a long roar. A kind of Buddha blocked the Buddha, and the momentum of killing demons came spontaneously. The battle king Buddha's finger popped up repeatedly, and a famous ghost fell to the ground seriously injured and moaned in pain.

All the way unimpeded, crossing the bridge. All the injured ghosts made all the strange disappear, and the world returned to calm again.

Meng Po has a charitable smile on her face, but there is always an inexplicable sadness in the depths of her eyes, sighing with the sorrow of the world. She is a female Bodhisattva who saves the world. Holding an ancient spoon in his hand, he slowly stirred in the cauldron, and a simple bowl was slowly served with a bowl of Mengpo soup. He handed it to the passing ghost and let out a slight inaudible sigh.

Those ghosts understand what this bowl of Mengpo soup means. It is an end and another beginning. I often look back and forget the future and seem to say goodbye to this life. Then he looked up and drank all the Meng Po soup and walked lightly to the ancient city.

Huang Feng came to Meng Po and was in awe. This was the predecessor who had been cooking Meng Po soup here for thousands of years, washing away the pain of tens of billions of souls.

This is a responsibility and a heart of compassion for all sentient beings.

"Young people have rules when they die, forget the past, and go to the next life is the right way." Meng Po cooked the soup as before and picked it up and handed it to the soul passing by. This sentence seems to be said to Huang Feng, and it is also like his own emotion.

Huang Feng's heart has been in a while. Life and death are life-threatening, and wealth is in heaven. In the dark, order is maintaining everything here. Is it my wish to resurrect my father, or is it my father's wish?

Huang Feng was confused, and immediately in the next second, his eyes regained his luster and was firm. This may be his wish, but Huang Feng just wants to see his father. Even if he tells him that he is doing well and allows him to live the next life at ease, it doesn't matter.

"If people live for faith, if they lose their faith, what's the difference from the walking dead? Even if you live for thousands of generations, what's the point? Senior, I just want to fulfill my faith. Huang Feng's words are powerful, unwavering and loud.

This firmness and belief, the sea is rotten and the stone remains unchanged, and the heaven and earth are exhausted and last forever, and can never be extinguished. Like the eternal golden characters, they are always imprinted between heaven and earth.

"You can't get through this without drinking Meng Po soup." Meng Po raised her head with a kind smile on the corners of her mouth.

"In the underworld, there is a lack of yang. Then I will offset Meng Po's soup with endless pure yang. As soon as the words fell, a long Lianyang River appeared, and suddenly the pure yang atmosphere of this world was vast and noisy. All ghosts and ghosts avoid three points and dare not get too close to the pure yang qi, otherwise they will be attacked by the pure yang qi and collapse.

Huang Feng opened his mouth and swallowed a large amount of water from the Yang River into his abdomen like a long whale absorbing water.

Shocking, Huang Feng stopped after swallowing a full third of the water of the Yang River, and his body was filled with a strong pure yang, shining, shrouded in Buddha's light, and there was a clear truth. But it seems obscure and does not fully understand.

"Oh..." Meng Po sighed and said, "The road ahead is vast and the pain is endless. I hope you can take care of yourself."

Huang Feng felt uncomfortable in every part of his body, like fire, and his body was as bright and shining as glass. He bowed deeply to Meng Po and said, "I've offended you, senior."

Step by Meng Po and walked to the ancient city.

It's closer, closer.

Huang Feng is struggling to refine a large amount of water in the Yang River.

"Madman, if you inhale so much water from the Yang River at one time, you will be refined by the water of the Yang River." Panshe muttered, but he could feel Huang Feng's unwavering belief that even if he was smashed to pieces, he had to move forward. Therefore, it did not say anything to stop Huang Feng's action.

The snake is just an artifact, but now it has an impulse to cry. A teenager came step by step for the belief in his heart. He never told anyone about this hardship. Buried in the deepest part of the heart, with this as the goal.

Wo!

Suddenly, nine-color sprayed a nine-color light, blessing Huang Feng's body, suddenly like burning steel that was about to melt suddenly drenched with a basin of water, and suddenly cooled down.

Huang Feng felt that his body was unprecedentedly comfortable. At the same time, Tianshu began to swallow the pure yang qi crazily and transform it into pure earth aura.

At this moment, Huang Feng's fate increased crazily, from 10,000 years to 50,000 years, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the point of soaring to immortals.

Huang Feng was surprised and stared at his hands. If the supreme teacher was here, he would have the confidence to be frustrated.

"Fengdu!" Huang Feng came to the ancient city gate and looked up. The ancient fonts are very ancient and long-existing. I don't know how many years they have existed. As if the universe was beginning to open, this city is here.

Endless ghosts marched into Fengdu in an orderly manner, and Huang Feng strode in. Suddenly, the sky turned around and came to a dark and gloomy space. Here, the big ghosts and little ghosts make harsh screams, with ferocious faces and evil spirits. Staring at all the souls, he let out a creepy roar.

In this space, there are ten thrones. Another judge holds a yellowed book in his hand. From the page, you can faintly see the three characters 'Life and Death Book'.

"Ah..." Suddenly, on the ten thrones, a huge figure appeared, roaring, like thunder, and all the ghosts crawled on the ground in fear. Who dares to break into hell and sign up?

Huang Feng was shocked. Isn't this the 'Great Yanluo Hall'? Looking at that figure again, it looks like the legendary king of the underle. Without hesitation, he took a step forward and said, "This is Huang Feng."

"Bold Huang Feng, trespassing into hell is a capital crime. Come on, enter the beast path of six reincarnations. The king of Yan immediately ordered.

Huang Feng had no time to explain, and suddenly endless chains burst out from all directions in this space, like a spirit snake.

"Damn, this damn king of hell." The snake scolded angrily.

After Huang Feng dodged several chains continuously, he found that there were more and more chains. If he didn't pay attention, he was immediately tied up. Imprisoned in a dark space.