The Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 430: Journey to the Underworld
Minghai City
The Four Great Immortals and the Great Qin Empire were a sharp sword hanging over Murong Feng’s head. He could not help but force himself to become stronger. Legend has it that the Minghai was the place under the jurisdiction of the ancient water god Gonggong. Unfortunately, since the destruction of the prehistoric times, the Minghai
The scope of the sea is also shrinking infinitely, but even if it is shrinking, it is still a huge area for humans.
The Nether Sea has been the end of the Northern Territory since ancient times. No one has ever been able to cross it. Only the legendary Kunpeng can cross it. Kunpeng is the fastest and most ferocious bird in the world. Even Yin Lingzi, the escaped god of the ancient gods, can compete with Kunpeng.
The speed is even worse than that of others. Kunpeng has long since disappeared into the underworld. Kunpeng, the supremely powerful demon master, was once born in the underworld. He was the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan. Unfortunately, he died in a catastrophe.
After several months of sneaking, Murong Feng finally arrived at the edge of the Nether Sea. Above the Nether Sea there are strong winds and waves all the year round, and the dark blue water is extremely cold. This is also the favorite training place for those who practice black ice cold energy.
It is a land, but it is also a dangerous place. The bottom of the Underworld contains countless treasures. There are not a few people who come here every year to explore for treasures. Gradually, a Underworld City is formed here.
It is the only city close to the edge of the Nether Sea. Although it is located in a remote place, it is no less prosperous than Nanhuang City. Murong Feng did not sneak into the Nether Sea rashly, but entered the Nether Sea City to explore where it was suitable for retreat.
The sea area, after all, I am not a creature suitable for underwater.
Minghai City has a radius of thousands of miles, and you can see masters of all races coming and going. There are no rules here, only strength, so this is also known as the city of freedom. If you fancy other people's treasures, you can kill people and seize the treasures directly, and no one will care.
, but it will also arouse the respect of others.
Murong Feng spent several hours here and saw at least dozens of killings. A city full of crime and killings, Murong Feng entered in disguise. Although the four regions were about to go to war with the Holy City, it did not seem to affect this place. North
Almost all the hundreds of tribes in the domain can be seen here.
"Boy, stop and hand over the Xuan Bingzhu in your hand, otherwise you will die on the street." A half-human youth with three eyes and six arms quickly passed by Murong Feng, carrying a fierce aura.
Chilling, Murong Feng took a closer look. Isn't this Juetian boy? The old patriarch died in the battle, and Murong Feng felt an unusual debt in his heart. Now that he met Juetian, how could he be allowed to be hunted down by others?
Followed by six or seven masters of the ninja clan, the level of the Grand Master of Light One Color Fusion, the ninja clan, there is nothing more to say, just cut it. With a wave of his hand, Murong Feng took action directly, swept with one leg, and struck as fast as lightning.
The legs of the six masters of the ninja clan burst apart, and a stream of blood burst out.
"Baga, whoever dares to stop the masters of our Ninja clan from doing their work, all of them are fighting to the death." A leading Ninja clan endured the pain of a broken leg and made seals with both hands, ready to take action.
, and Murong Feng's black and white energy turned into a sword light that reached the sky, instantly piercing the heads of the six ninja masters, causing six ghosts to fly in the air, annihilating them with a wave of his hand.
"A bunch of rubbish, if you still want to live in the world, it will be bad luck for you to meet the uncle." Murong Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth, showing a look of disdain. When he met the little devil, he had nothing to say, just cut him down, simple and direct, even if they chase him.
It's not Jue Tian who is the best, Murong Feng can also use his tricky tricks.
The onlookers from the alien race seemed to be a common sight, and they dispersed when the excitement was gone. However, an old man from the Tiger Clan stepped forward and persuaded: "Little guy, kill someone and leave quickly! The Seven Tribulations of the Ninja Clan
The Sanxian and the Saint are in the Holy City. If you had killed him in the past, you would have killed him, but now you must leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with a tiger head and body left quickly. Murong Feng had a wicked smile on his lips, "Seven Tribulations Loose Immortal, Holy Maiden, bah, Miyamoto Musashi, after the uncle made you die, this time you will do it again"
What kind of saint should you come up with? She must be your daughter! It just so happens that I am the maid who brings tea and water to you. Thank you for bringing it to your uncle.
Thinking of this, Murong Feng escaped into the void, keeping his spiritual thoughts locked on Jue Tian. After several ups and downs, he had already arrived in front of Jue Tian. Jue Tian sighed heavily and said: "Are you here for this Xuan Bing Bead too?
No matter what, if you kill the ninja people for me, this thing will be given to you."
Murong Feng directly revealed his true appearance, with a hint of deep apology, and said: "Brother Juetian, it's me. The old clan leader died for me. I, Murong Feng, will never forget it for the rest of my life. Even if it weren't for you today, the people of the Ninja clan will also die for me."
Don't even think about living. Come on, why are you being hunted by them?"
Juetian's eyes were moist and he said: "Brother Murong, I finally see you again. If you hadn't saved us, we would have died in the Shangqing Taoist Sect long ago. Now you have equalized the three Taoist sects, which can be regarded as
You have avenged us. The death of the old patriarch is valuable. Don’t feel any debt. I Juetian have no strength and can’t help you. This mysterious ice bead was found by me from eight thousand meters under the sea of hell.
My baby, I’ll give it to you!”
Murong Feng refused directly and said with a smile: "The Black Ice Beads are of no use to me, you should keep them yourself! Just now you said you collected them from eight thousand meters below the Nether Sea. You have to tell me that the Nether Sea is the calmest place.
There are no ferocious beasts there, I need a place to retreat."
Juetian's eyes widened and he looked at Murong Feng as if he were looking at a monster: "Brother Murong, Minghai is not suitable for retreat. No one can dive into the bottom of Minghai. No one knows how deep it is. The most powerful in Minghai City is
A master once dived to a depth of 50,000 meters, but inside it was dark and extremely cold."
"The Sea of Hell is actually so deep. It's not even 50,000 meters deep. How deep is it? If you can't rely on them, you might as well find a chance to go down and have a look! But you have to make it clear that there is a calm sea there." Murong Feng thought of this.
, with a smile, said: "Brother Juetian, let's not talk anymore. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Come on, let's go have a few drinks. I'll treat you."
"Drinking. The most powerful wine here is the Immortal Drunkenness brewed by the Shuren. The wine has an extremely refreshing taste and contains strong vitality. However, a bottle of half a kilogram is worth thousands of high-grade immortal stones, but it is nothing.
It’s worth it! Let’s go! I’ve been staying in Minghai City for a hundred years, and I’m considered the landlord here. Let me take you with me to taste the good things here.” As soon as Juetian mentioned wine, he directly stuffed the Xuan Bing Bead in his hand.
He took the ring and took Murong Feng towards the shop opened by Shuren.
The Tree People can be regarded as a peculiar race among the hundreds of tribes in the Northern Territory. They live on the Bairi Plain in the Northern Territory. They are formed from trees through special spring water. They all have cyan faces.
, with long blue hair and blue skin, his appearance is no different from that of the human race. He is naturally capable of controlling plants and is extremely powerful. Few people dare to fight against the tree people.