Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 598 Underworld enters the painting

The whole underworld was shaking.

The demons belonging to the two camps stopped fighting.

The little monsters have knelt down, and only a few big monsters can still stand.

Here in the Nibelung, all the creatures with self-thinking raised their heads.

This is……

Some unspeakable horror appeared in their hearts.

From Lu Mingfei's snow girl Shuten, to Huangquan's big tengu Momiji.

If the demons and ghosts have some enlightenment.

They get it.

The essence of ghosts is hybrid souls that exist due to the special rules of the Nibelungs.

Each Nibelung has its own special rules.

In other words, if they lose the protection of the Nibelungs, the demons and ghosts will immediately lose the basis of their existence, perhaps turning into illusions, or returning to dust.

In any case, the fate of the monsters is already doomed.

After realizing their own fate, they all had angry faces and scarlet eyes. They wanted to take a look at Lu Mingfei in the original space in the sky, but stopped suddenly and turned their evil eyes to the Three Drinking Demons, full of ill intentions. .

Jiu Tun grunted loudly, and put the mace on his shoulder carelessly, facing many unkind eyes without fear, with a look of disdain.

Bai Xueji and Ghost General stood beside him.

A big tengu stood out from the opposite camp.

"Three."

"You also saw it."

"That existence must be eradicated even by you and others."

"Why be foolish and loyal?"

Jiutan spit out a mouthful of phlegm and wiped his nose.

"Save you for talking nonsense."

"He is defeated."

The Daitengu took a deep breath.

"Please calm down, we are in the same camp, we are all underworld..."

"He is defeated."

"You will also die if this continues."

"The general is defeated!"

The Great Tengu was silent for a moment.

"What else can you say besides these four words?"

Shutun thought about it seriously.

"My boss is the best in the world."

The Great Tengu had nothing to say.

Shuten and the three of them had time to watch the big tengu retreat into the crowd of monsters. They seemed to be talking about something. Although they couldn't hear it, they could guess what they were talking about. It was nothing more than how to attack their side.

Judging from the absolute strength, the Shuten Three Demons are undoubtedly weaker than their opponents by more than one margin.

But they didn't panic at all.

They all have to die anyway.

It doesn't matter.

Bai Xueji's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Boy, how do you feel?"

Shuten Doji wiped his nose hard and grinned wildly.

"It's worth it!"

"This is not a Thousand Ghosts Night Parade."

"Our boss is the Lord of Underworld!"

"Master Huangquan, do you know!"

"Our boss has the final say in this hell!"

Shuten Doji laughed wildly.

The ghost general's eyes also jumped frequently.

Apparently he wasn't in a calm mood either.

yes.

Unifying Huangquan and conquering Santu River is such a great achievement.

As demons and ghosts born and raised in Huangquan, they knew exactly what these meant.

so.

If you can follow such a strong man, you will die without regrets.

Bai Xueji shook her head and chuckled.

"As expected of you."

"Say it."

"So is I."

Bai Xueji raised her head slightly, glanced at the sky, and then quickly took it back.

She did not allow herself to be disrespectful in any way to that adult.

The demons and ghosts on the Huangquan side reached a consensus.

They formed a military formation, with several big monsters as nodes. The vast sea of monsters gathered together and turned into a tornado that covered the world.

They went crazy.

If you can't move Lu Mingfei, then attack these thousands of ghosts under Lu Mingfei's command.

Even if you die, you have to have someone to support you.

Shuten Doji laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"You useless guys!"

"Bring your horses over here!"

"If your grandpa frowns!"

"I'll take my head off and use it as a chamber pot for you!"

Bai Xueji silently took a step to the side, away from the drunk boy.

A war between the two sides is about to break out.

Just at this time.

There were bursts of exclamations.

"my hand!"

"hateful!"

"Why!"

The demons and ghosts on the Huangquan side were in chaos.

On the other hand, Shuton was much calmer.

Shuten Doji clenched his fists, feeling illusive and unreal.

It was as if his limbs had turned into shadows.

This sight appears to every monster.

not only that.

Even the world around them, the vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks, everything.

Matter turns into illusion.

The monsters felt something.

This is clear evidence that the yellow spring here is about to dissipate.

Fenrir was flying in the original space, bored.

He occasionally vibrates his wings, and his huge dragon body hovers in the air. This scene can drive scientists crazy. There is no theory to explain why Fenrir can fly with these wings. Compared to his dragon body, these wings are simply child's play.

Of course, Fenrir never cared about science.

He just looked around boredly.

When will it end?

I miss my sister.

That dragon's face looks very majestic at first glance. If you look carefully, you can easily find that the word "boring" is clearly written all over the majestic dragon's face.

I want potato chips.

I want a TV.

I want to watch a movie.

Fenrir, who was looking around, turned his head and met a pair of glazed golden eyes.

Lu Mingfei was looking at him.

Fenrir was so frightened that his scales almost spread out.

"Old...old old boss!"

Almost instinctively, Fenrir began to wag his tail.

"come over!"

"yes!"

Fenrir is very well-behaved.

I have to say that Xia Mi’s training was really effective.

Although Fenrir's behavior at this moment seems to be very embarrassing to the existence of the Dragon King, in the eyes of the wise man Xia, NO, NO, NO, shame depends on who is opposite, if it were an ordinary person or even the Dragon King , Fenrir did this and Xia Mi was the first to refuse.

But if it’s Lu Mingfei.

Xia Mi would only say that the performance could be better.

Just kidding, Norton's pair of tough guys died at the hands of Lu Dashao.

What's more, they are a pair of weak, pitiful and helpless brothers and sisters.

As long as you can survive, the dignity of the Dragon King.

Xia Mi smiled coldly.

The dignity of the Dragon King can be exchanged for a few bags of French fries.

Lu Mingfei stroked Fenrir's dragon horn.

"We need your help."

"Help me this time."

"There will be a reward in the future."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Okay?"

Fenrir caught the mysterious fluctuation in Lu Mingfei's words.

This is the spirit of speech.

Word spirit with contract effect.

The terrifying intuition at the Dragon King level reminded Fenrir crazily.

This is a great opportunity.

If Xia Mi were here, he would probably be flushed with excitement, jumping to his feet and clicking his fingers to plan what he should wish for.

Lu Mingfei’s Shenlong.

Even if the original version of Dragon Ball comes out, Lu Mingfei will definitely beat him into a scumbag.

So what should you wish for?

Rule the world or defeat the Black King.

Hahaha, just thinking about it for a moment will make you drool from the corner of your mouth.

It's a pity that Fenrir is here and not Shami.

There was no sister to advise and analyze the situation.

Fenrir only spoke from his subconscious.

"I think."

"My sister and I can live forever."

Lu Mingfei looked into Fenrir's serious eyes and nodded.

"I can't help people live forever, and immortality is even more false."

"I can only promise you."

"As long as I'm here, no one can touch your two siblings."

Fenrir grinned.

Looks silly.

"great."

"Sister will be very happy."

There was a serious scene behind Lu Mingfei.

It's the gate of hell, and there's a man sitting behind the gate of hell.

There is Huangquan Road, with countless Bianhua flowers blooming along the roadside.

Manzhu and Shahua sleep in the sea of flowers.

It's Naihe Bridge, and Po Meng is taking a nap.

Bull head and horse face, black and white.

The judge put his head on his hands, his eyes squinted into his temples, and closed them gently.

The brush held by the plain white hands is hanging with ink.

Lu Mingfei looked back deeply.

This is the clearest hopeless sky he has seen since he woke up in the dragon world.

It is also his only thought about the world of Kyushu.

Different from previous times.

After devouring most of the source of the Nibelung roots of the underworld, Hopeless Sky became clearer than ever before.

It's also very stable.

But everything is asleep.

Haven't woken up yet.

A variable is required.

Like a frozen lake.

The lake is frozen, making it impossible to move.

To break it, what is needed are variables.

For example, throwing a stone into a lake breaks the ice.

As for this stone, Lu Mingfei has already chosen it.

"go."

Fenrir roared, vibrated his wings, and crashed into the shadow of the hopeless sky.

The phantom was originally between existence and non-existence.

After Fenrir's collision, he revealed his serious aura and truly existed in this world.

So Fenrir crashed into the hopeless sky.

This is no longer throwing stones into the lake.

This is the great cauldron.

There was a boom.

The sky and the earth shook, and everything lost its color.

Fenrir enters the hopeless sky.

Since then, all the roots of the Nibelung in the underworld have returned to Ming Fei.

Fenrir circled Wuwangtian three times, then headed towards the main hall of Yama. He stood on the top of the hall, closed his golden eyes, and stone-like gray spread all over his body. From the dragon's horn down, he quickly formed a lifelike real dragon. stone statue.

Lu Mingfei took one step forward, passed the Gate of Hell, passed the Huangquan Road, stepped on the Naihe Bridge, stopped for a moment in front of the stone statue of Fenrir, nodded to himself.

"I will protect your siblings."

He entered the main hall and took his seat at the first place.

Lu Mingfei looked down casually.

In the hopeless sky, there are many ghosts and ghosts, all in all directions, up and down, all in sight.

It can be as small as the dewdrops on the flowers on the other side, or as big as the rolling waves of the Forgotten River.

"I'm back."

Lu Mingfei sighed lightly.

He picked up the bronze mask next to him and looked at it.

This mask is not that mask. It was transformed by the authority of Wuwangtian. It is a virtual thing, not comparable to the one made by Lu Mingfei and the Nine Provinces Divine Weapon.

It's enough for this moment.

Lu Mingfei thought about it, no longer hesitated, and slowly put the mask on his face, covering the young man's delicate features and replacing them with bronze.

Yama is sitting here.

Spread the rice paper with a wave of your hand.

Howling wolf eats up the ink.

Yama writes.

A world of heaven and earth appears in the pen.

That is another place, the Nibelung called the Yellow Spring.

There are also flowers on the other side, but there is no way to bridge them.

Countless demons and ghosts confront each other.

This is the last second before the war begins.

Each demon and ghost is no more than a moment in size, like a miniature carving on a walnut by an ingenious craftsman. Their voice, face, and appearance are all on it, and it is normal for them to have all their beards and hair.

What a weird thing.

What Lu Mingfei held was a howling wolf, not a thin tube, how could he create such a mustard scene.

The painting stopped for a moment.

Lu Mingfei picked up the rice paper and shook it three times.

All kinds of underworld are actually alive.

The ink-colored wine was swallowed and poured down.

The dark-colored Bai Xueji looked around curiously.

The dark-colored ghost general stopped his horse.

They are all thousands of ink-colored monsters.

No matter Lu Mingfei is on one side, he is still on the other side.

They just felt that their time seemed to be wrong.

One second missing.

There is a slight incongruity.

But no matter how much I think about it, I can't figure out the reason for these inconsistencies.

Confusion filled my heart.

Until a demon accidentally raised its head.

His eyes suddenly opened wide.

"That...that's that!"

One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred.

All the monsters looked up.

The same shock appeared on their faces.

"What on earth am I..."

Shuten Doji murmured.

"Saw something!"

Bai Xueji was deep in thought. Suddenly, her solemn expression disappeared and she smiled brightly.

"It's my lord."

What appears in the eyes of all demons and ghosts is Yama sitting upright in the sky.

The bronze mask looks down majestically on all beings in the underworld.

Like a god.

Lu Mingfei reached into the painting and picked up the emperor's tomb. Strangely enough, there were only a few strokes in the painting. Once the rice paper came out of the painting, the tomb suddenly took shape with its hooked corners, cornices and overlapping bells.

Lu Mingfei threw it away casually and said.

The Emperor's Tomb, which was originally just the size of a building block in his hand, actually grew when the wind came out of his hand. After a while, it was no different from the one at Santu River.

Thousands of copper bells swayed from the emperor's tomb, like the wind blowing over the mountains.

"fall."

Lu Mingfei issued the order.

So the emperor's tomb fell, beside the River of Forgetfulness.

Lu Mingfei held the brush a little further away.

In Amaterasu's tomb, Minamoto is sitting like a stone Buddha, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Like cocooned overlapping wings tentatively fluttering against the new world.

"Very good."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He shakes the scroll again.

Qiangui Yakou, led by the Three Demons of Shutun.

Underworld headed by the Great Tengu belongs.

The dumplings seemed to fall straight down.

Shuten Doji screamed strangely and fluttered his limbs wildly. He wanted to catch something, but unfortunately he had nowhere to start.

It's amazing.

In Shuten Doji's eyes, they were about to go to war with Huangquan's subordinates. At this moment, the image of the Lord appeared in the sky, looking down on all living beings like a god.

Before he could recover from such a shocking scene, Shuten Doji discovered that they were actually flying.

No.

The word "fly" is not accurate.

There is no shortage of demons and ghosts who have mastered the ability to fly.

However, at this moment, no demon can control his body shape.

No matter how they flap their wings or call out the evil wind.

All useless.

Rather than saying they were flying into the sky, it would be more appropriate to say that they were falling into the sky.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

The monsters can't help themselves.

They just fell into the sky.

Then the rice paper fell out.