"That aura just now... Could it be that it's back!"

"How many years have passed... When he fell, the whole hell was shocked and mourned. It was also since then that his achievements, his glory, and everything about him mysteriously disappeared. The whole hell never see his inheritance again. Unexpectedly, to this day, its aura appears again..."

As the hell messenger disappeared, Ye Feng and the black Qilin were bombarded into the abyss of hell.

An extremely ancient, vicissitudes of voice came from the depths of hell.

On the 18th floor of Hell, everyone heard this sound, but they didn't know what happened.

Boom!

At this moment, the Hell Messenger had just stepped on over the town.

Suddenly, an old big hand tore from the deep sky.

The big hand was extremely old and covered with wrinkles, like a skeleton.

On it, there were many different auras, including death, resentment, evil aura, evil aura, demon aura, and undead aura... It seemed that all the auras in hell were gathered on this great hand, as if this great hand was transformed from hell, and came here with an ancient, majestic, deep, and dark master.

Even the messenger of hell seems insignificant compared to this great hand.

"What's this……"

As the big hand appeared, the entire three-level hell seemed to be unable to withstand such power and began to tremble. Whether it was towns, cities, major regions, counties and counties, they all began to shake at this moment.

When the Supreme Venerable descended, the order of the three levels of hell was in chaos and the way of heaven was broken.

All the creatures in the third level hell looked at the big hand in the void, with a terrifying look. Everyone was moved by a sense of death and fear. They only felt that the third level hell was about to break under this big hand and disappear at any time.

"That's right, it's indeed its breath. Although it's trying hard to hide, it's still perceived by the old man...

Venerable Qilin, I didn’t expect that one day I could feel your breath again. Your old master has fallen, and the glory of the past no longer exists. I have been in hell for so many years, looking for your traces all the time, but I didn’t expect that I finally found you…”

This big hand came to the void, and a strange energy was emitted from the five fingers, as if to capture what had happened before. In his palm, pictures quickly flashed in his palm. These scenes were the scenes when the black kirin appeared before, resisting the dark thunder hammer...

"I didn't expect that a little messenger actually obtained the inheritance of Thunder God. The opportunity was good, huh? There was also a mortal with such complex aura, and it also had divine nature, immortal divinity, interesting. It seemed that he was another descendant of God...

Humph, the abominable god is still living surviving, and he chooses a mortal as his heir...

Venerable Qilin, you are related to the inheritance. You shouldn’t have chosen a mortal to inherit his mantle, it’s ridiculous. Although this mortal is a descendant of the god, he is only a mortal after all. I have been waiting for so many years, but I will not give this opportunity in vain. If you don’t give him, you have to give him his inheritance. Your strength is too weak. It’s too weak. It’s not even a thousandth away from your peak. As long as you are still in hell, I will be sure to find you..."

Boom!

The big hand disappeared, and the third level of hell returned to normal in an instant.

...

“Where is this?”

In the endless darkness, there is chaos.

Ye Feng slowly woke up.

As soon as he woke up, a terrifying force of oppression suddenly pressed on him like a tide.

Although I don’t know how many levels of hell are here, the terrifying level here is definitely much more terrifying than the third level of hell.

If the Black Kirin hadn't protected him, a faint source of hell would have emanated from his body, wrapping him up. In his state of falling asleep just now, the terrifying oppression would have crushed his body and died.

But even so, he still felt uncomfortable all over, and his soul and will were pressed by a big hand. He wanted to break free but could not break free.

"Black Kirin..."

At this moment, the black Qilin had a weak breath, and blood was overflowing from his mouth, and he was in a state of fainting.

But even so, its huge body still guards Ye Feng's surroundings, like a powerful backing. No matter what happens, it will not make Ye Feng a problem.

Ye Feng looked at this scene and felt a burst of pain in his heart.

Before, the power of the Dark Thunder Hammer was too domineering and bombarded him and the Black Kirin into the abyss of hell.

When you pass along the way, you will break through many hells, and the impact you will suffer is so huge.

However, Ye Feng did not suffer much damage.

He has the protection of the Black Kirin and has protective measures such as the Ten Thousand Dragon Armor, so the destructive power suffered by his body is no longer that terrible.

But the black kirin is different.

The black qilin has just woken up and its power has not yet recovered in all aspects. In addition, it is directly using its physical body to fight against the Dark Thunder Hammer. It can be imagined how terrible the power it bears.

"The Hell Messenger, the abominable Hell Messenger, one day I will kill you to vent my hatred!"

Ye Feng was extremely angry. The black unicorn became like this, thanks to the messenger of hell.

He had already swore in his heart that he would not kill the messenger of hell and would not be a human being.

Otherwise, he would feel guilty and would never be able to let go of this scene today.

"Hei Qilin, although you are not merciless, you treat me sincerely. I have never doubted this. I am really sorry, you just woke up and made you feel like this again. I, Ye Feng, are sorry for you, but don't worry, I will get back this account sooner or later with the messenger of hell!"

Ye Feng moved his body hard and checked the Black Qilin's injuries at the same time. He found that the latter's injuries were recovering quickly. The meridians, bones, and flesh in his body were being repaired in a regeneration state.

The Black Kirin is an immortal body. When he fought against Di Cang on the Immortal Demon Island, he knew that it was only a matter of time before he was seriously injured under the power of the Dark Thunder Hammer.

Soon, after about half of the incense stick, the Black Qilin's consciousness gradually became clear.

This time, he was under the power of the Dark Thunder Hammer, which was not as harmful as Di Cang gave him at the time, so he recovered quickly.

Until this moment, his eyes slowly opened, his breath began to change, and his huge body began to shrink, becoming what he usually looks like.

"Nano..." He just woke up and cursed: "It's so annoying that a little hell messenger dared to be so arrogant in front of Grandpa Hei. If Grandpa Hei hadn't recovered his strength, let alone a hell messenger, even ten or hundreds, Grandpa Hei could swallow him in one bite!"
Chapter completed!