Lin Fanxue Qianrou

But soon, Qingyue spoke with hesitation: "But the so-called underworld is not just Wangchuan River, but also Huangquan, and the other side. Where did these places go?"

A group of people frowned.

There are rumors about the underworld, no matter what era it is.

The underworld is a complete system that controls the life and death of all spirits in the world.

But at this time, there is only the Wangchuan River here, which is very strange, but it doesn't make sense to say that this place is not the underworld. When Lin Fan went back in time, he did see that this is where the underworld is.

"The underworld collapsed in ancient times." Gun Ling said, and then shook his head: "It's not accurate to say that, it should be that the underworld was destroyed more than once, and the most serious one was that there was a fault in the underworld. Not showing."

Lin Fan was stunned, and said, "Could it be that this is just a ruin in the underworld?"

Gun Ling nodded: "Indeed."

At this moment, the entire Wangchuan River boiled, bubbling like boiled water.

This sudden change made Lin Fan and the others feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Hell speaks bluntly, it has come from ancient times, and no one dares to underestimate it; it is said that in its heyday, this underworld even dared to hook the souls of gods. Even.

"Roar"

"Roar"

A shocking accident happened!

This Wangchuan River has changed drastically, it is pitch black, like ink, the most important thing is the ghostly aura, the devilish energy is billowing, just like the gate of hell, visible to the naked eye, one by one undead are constantly emerging from the Wangchuan River .

These dead souls vary in strength and weakness.

Even Lin Fan felt shocked and dignified by the aura emitted by the strongest, but the weakest was just a mortal without any power.

"Who dares to trespass into the underworld?"

At this moment, there was a terrifying rumbling sound from the bottom of the Wangchuan River.

The hundreds of millions of dead souls who just rushed out of the Wangchuan River were silent at this moment, and all bowed their heads.

Then a huge black throne slowly rose from the Wangchuan River!

This black throne is terrifying, with many simple and complicated runes engraved on it, and beside this throne, there is a black scepter.

"A device from the underworld!"

Spear spirit turned into body in an instant, pointing forward.

"Pluto, the soul-stirring staff!"

Qingyue spoke solemnly, and then said with a little palpitation: "Could it be that Pluto is still alive?"

A boy with a face as pale as paper appeared.

This young man's complexion is paper-like, but his lips are as red as blood. He looks very weird and creepy.

"stranger."

The young man opened his mouth. He sat cross-legged on the Pluto seat, overlooking the bottom, and his words were extremely majestic: "Why did you come here?"

Lin Fan only felt endless pressure coming.

This young man was simply sitting cross-legged on the throne, but Lin Fan felt that the distance between this young man and him was infinite, probably separated by more than one galaxy, which felt too weird.

"Entered here by mistake."

Lin Fan whispered.

The boy didn't look at him, but looked at the long spear beside him, and said with a chuckle, "That man's gun?"

Then she looked at the long sword in Qingyue's hand in surprise: "The woman's sword?"

Then he frowned: "Could it be that day?"

Lin Fan asked solemnly: "Dare to ask senior, but Pluto?"

The boy finally looked at Lin Fan, and for the first time, emotions appeared in his eyes.

It was because he couldn't see through Lin Fan.

This refers to not being able to see through, not cultivation.

It means that Lin Fan's fate, etc., can only be seen as a cloud of chaos.

After thinking for a while, the young man said, "Where does the king and god come from in this God Prison Tower? They are all just a group of losers."

"Loser?" Lin Fan was stunned.

Then I thought about it, and it seemed reasonable to call myself like this.

They are all imprisoned, of course they are losers.

"Do you want to go to the next floor?" The young man smiled: "I almost forgot how many opportunities there are. No outsiders have come here. Can you tell me about the environment outside?"

Lin Fan pondered for a while: "Yes."

"Then follow me." The young man laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the Wangchuan River split open, revealing a dark palace below.

Lin Fan suddenly saw that the tall building he had seen when going back in time had a plaque with two big characters of Hades on it.

This made Lin Fan feel even more dignified.

To have the ultimate weapon of the underworld and occupy this palace, this young man must be the king of the underworld or an existence on the same level as the king of the underworld.

After entering the underworld, there are ghosts everywhere, but Lin Fan and the others don't think it's eerie.

"Life is just a process and death is the ultimate belonging of all spirits." The young man seemed to see the surprise of Lin Fan and others: "No one lives longer than death, what do you think?"

He asked Lin Fan like this.

Lin Fan was silent for a moment, and said: "Indeed, life is just an occasional wave in the long river of history, and only death is eternal."

The young man glanced at Lin Fan in surprise, and said with a chuckle, "The underworld is where the dead belong. Reincarnation and the afterlife are the truth in this world. Everything is in reincarnation, the four seasons, the universe, and everything."

Lin Fan said: "People without reincarnation, only the past of reincarnation."

The young man fixed his gaze on Lin Fan, and after a while he laughed and said, "I am not arguing with you."

Walking into the main hall, some dead souls brought tea.

It made Lin Fan wonder if he was really in the underworld, rather than being a guest in some high-ranking family in this world.

"Billion-year best Yinhun ginseng." Lin Fan was shocked.

This is the best product that is intensively recorded in the Mysterious Medicine Book, and it is of great use to the soul of a cultivator. Even if a demigod drinks the tea made from this substance, it can increase the power of the soul.

"In this era, who is the master of the era? How many gods have emerged?"

The young man's words made Lin Fan smile wryly, and said: "The current era is extremely chaotic, everyone is fighting for the crossing, no one is in charge, and there is not a single god."

The teenager frowned.

Qingyue said: "Senior, he is the first demigod in this era."

The boy's eyes burst into terrifying beams of light, covering Lin Fan in the beams, then he shook his head and said, "Weak, too weak, not as handsome as a member of my underworld."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.

The young man said: "Don't be dissatisfied, think back then"

Lin Fan didn't wait for him to continue, and interrupted: "That was back then."

The young man's face was slightly cold, but he quickly said: "I think you are not convinced, anyway, dare to sit down and fight with me as a ghost commander?"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes,

The young man said: "If you win, you can take whatever you want in this underworld."

Lin Fan's pupils shrank slightly.

Qingyue said: "Including the ultimate weapon of the underworld beside senior?"

"Of course." The boy chuckled.

Lin Fan said: "What if we lose?"

The young man said: "Your soul stays here, and your physical body will serve me for thousands of years."

With just one word, everyone's face changed drastically!

The young man continued: "Your soul has been here for thousands of years, and this deity guarantees that you can at least reach the soul of the mirror."