Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter 311: The Underworld

“Don’t be afraid, I will take you out of this ghost place!”

Xiao Lin squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the blood traps still surrounding them, focusing on finding opportunities to break through.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance, and the blood knights were all frightened, and the birds and beasts quickly scattered and fled, shivering and hiding.

Xiao Lin turned his head and looked intently, only to see a huge behemoth slowly swimming from a distance, a tadpole that was as dark as ink, but it was a full circle larger than an elephant.

Isn’t this exactly the thunder newt he killed in Xuantianhe earlier? !

When Lei Xin saw Xiao Lin, it seemed that his enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and he roared into a violent collision.

Xiao Lin’s heart tensed, and hurriedly dodged sideways, holding the holy axe in his hand.

“Unexpectedly, after you die, you will not honestly reincarnate and reincarnate, and you will stay in this River of Forgetfulness and continue to be violent.”

“I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time!”

As he said, Xiao Lin held Yun Siqing in one hand, and held up the Holy Ghost Kaitian Sacred Axe in the other. Ghost Qi lingered above the axe, blowing a swift wind.

“Eight Palace City King, ghosts, all ghosts are coming!”

Xiao Lin yelled violently, and countless black skulls appeared in the wind, and they slammed into the thunder newt like a rainstorm.

As far as the skeleton reaches, the blood in the River of Forgetfulness is torn and twisted, and the Ghost Qi inside is completely absorbed, strengthening the power of Xiao Lin’s offensive.

Last time in Xuantianhe, I still didn’t know how to ghosts, so I had to cooperate with Ning Lan and White Tiger to outwit.

But now, the Underworld Open Heaven Sacred Axe is in hand to kill this evil animal again without using any strength!

The overwhelming skulls poured down, and every time they hit one, a blood hole the size of a ping-pong ball was left in Lei’s body.

“Thousand ghosts are coming, hey!”

Xiao Lin’s hands suddenly folded, and all the skulls quickly gathered together, turning into a giant skull no less than Lei Newt, and rushing over it fiercely.

Being hit by this skull, Lei Xt let out a scream, and instantly annihilated into powder ashes.

Xiao Lin let out a long breath in relief, but immediately his spirit tightened.

After Lei Xin was killed, he suddenly turned into two giant hands like black ink, slowly floating towards them.

Xiao Lin’s heart was tense, and he hurriedly swung the Underworld Open Heaven Sacred Axe to fight back.

But no matter how powerful he used ghost skills, he was instantly absorbed by the giant hand, and he couldn’t stop his steps at all.

“Damn it!”

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth, intending to use the technique of breaking the void to escape.

But the giant hand had already floated to the front, one grabbed him, the other grabbed Yun Siqing, like a tiny mouse, dragging the two of them to the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness.

As it went deeper and deeper into the river bottom, the overwhelming Ghost Qi and darkness struck, even if Xiao Lin used Extinction Ghost Eyes, he could no longer see anything.

His consciousness gradually blurred, no matter how firm his willpower was, he still fainted uncontrollably.

Opening his eyes again, Xiao Lin found that he was no longer at the bottom of the dark and bloody river, but in a secluded palace.

Yun Siqing was lying next to him. Although she fainted and was not awake, she was eroded by the surrounding cold, and her whole body trembled violently.

The palace is entirely carved out of ice, and the world is filled with cold white smoke.

There is nothing in the entire palace, except for a tall statue erected in the middle, carving a heroic general with a sword in hand.

When Xiao Lin was in shock, there was a sudden violent shout next to him.

“Who fanatic, dare to trespass and live the big The Underworld?!”

Xiao Lin turned his head and looked intently, only to see a cloud of blue smoke condensed around them, turning into dozens of Yin soldiers, wearing blue armor and holding a fishtail-shaped sword.

“The Underworld?”

Xiao Lin’s eyes widened, and he muttered to himself in amazement: “So we were hitting straight and came to The Underworld at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness?”

“Kill these two intruders!”

The Yin soldiers shouted angrily, rushed up, and slashed at Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing with their fishtail swords in their palms.

Xiao Lin’s face sank slightly, and the ghost of the Heavenly Opening Holy Axe slammed heavily on the ground, shouting loudly: “The Emperor of the Three Palaces, the ghosts, and the ghosts!”

The black energy flickered above the axe, transforming into the three halls of Emperor Yan Luosong’s Taixu Ghost Ding, and instantly transformed dozens of replicas, floating in mid-air.

The Yin Soldiers were slightly startled, and all of them stopped and opened their eyes wide in an instant.

“This is…….”

“The supernatural powers of Emperor Song?!”

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Lin’s mouth: “You know it’s too late.”

After all, with a wave of the giant axe in his palm, dozens of ghost tripods descended from the sky and smashed against these Yin soldiers.

Although these Yin Soldiers played very high, but their strength was really not enough.

A group of little miscellaneous soldiers who became ghosts in the Cultivation Base were just fighting the five scum in front of Xiao Lin.

Seeing dozens of ghost tripods descend from the sky, they will all be crushed into powder.

However, a blue light suddenly flashed on the statue in the center of the palace, covering the heads of the Yin Soldiers, and directly flew all the ghost tripods out, dissolving Xiao Lin’s this strike.

“The fanatic is bold!”

The blue light above the statue became more and more intense, slowly condensing into a human form falling from the sky.

This man looks exactly the same as the statue, including the exquisite domineering azure armor he is wearing.

“I want to kill people in The Underworld, have you asked the deity?”

Upon seeing this, the Yin soldiers immediately threw away their weapons, knelt on one knee with a splash, and respectfully saluted the cupped fist.

“See Master Chu Jiang!”

Xiao Lin frowned slightly, a solemn expression on his face.

It turned out that it was the man in front of him, the owner of The Underworld.

The Second Hall of Yama, the King of Chujiang!

“Master Chujiang, admiring his great name for a long time.”

Xiao Lin was expressionless and said indifferently, “I was waiting for the interruption, but I accidentally entered this place by mistake. You are also a reasonable person, surely you will let us leave?”

“Enter here by mistake?”

King Chu Jiang was startled slightly and couldn’t help but raise his head and laugh: “For hundreds of thousands of years, no one has been summoned by this king. After entering The Underworld, he can still go out alive.”

“Besides, you are a worldly person, trespassing in the underworld is already a death crime, how can this king just let you leave safely?”

Xiao Lin’s face sank, and his eyes squinted slightly: “In this way, we can’t leave without a few tricks, and we can’t leave it up and down?”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

King Chu Jiang looked at Yun Siqing, who was fainting behind Xiao Lin, and said lightly: “As long as you keep this girl, you can leave.”

As soon as he said this, Xiao Lin’s expression and the look in his eyes when he looked at King Chu Jiang became very weird.

“What did you just say? I didn’t hear it clearly.”

King Chu Jiang narrowed his eyes threateningly, “Are you kidding this king?”