As a semi-immortal artifact, the City of Wasted Death is a world of its own. There is no shortage of air, flowers, plants, and animals. Different from the gloom and darkness of the underworld, the City of Wasted Death is sunny and full of fairy spirit, just like a fairyland on earth. Feng Yu
Following behind King Yama, King Yama intentionally or unintentionally blocked all the routes for Master Wushu to attack Feng Yu. Master Wushu hated him so much that he had no choice but to put on a flattering smile on his face.
It's been a long time since he felt the warmth of the sun, but Feng Yu didn't feel comfortable at all. There was a hint of coldness hidden in the dazzling sunshine. Feng Yu felt very uneasy in his heart. Based on his knowledge of Mr. Fu Shi, this person was by no means an ordinary person. Invite
Being a guest is not his style. Feng Yu feels that there must be a big conspiracy, not only to plot against him, but also King Yama is probably the prey of this trap. It is not a small appetite to kill someone in vain.
But Feng Yu is not particularly worried. If the sky falls, the taller ones will bear it first. King Yama is also not a good person. Although Feng Yu did not capture any information from his expression, Feng Yu is sure that he is thinking of King Yama.
He must have thought of it, otherwise he wouldn't be worthy of ruling the underworld for so many years. The reason why he didn't show it was probably because he was waiting until Master Fushiding showed his fox tail, so that he could take advantage of him. Another point is that he treated himself
With unparalleled self-confidence, King Yama may even want to take the opportunity to launch an attack to seize the City of Wasted Death, the semi-immortal weapon that Yama of the Ten Palaces has coveted for a long time.
After thinking about it, Feng Yu thought that the current situation was still very beneficial to him. As long as he took every step and was careful, escaping would not be difficult. If he was lucky, he might be able to be a fisherman and let the master die in vain.
He could make a profit from the dog-eating-dog, snipe-clam-fighting situation with King Yama. Of course, these plans all depended on how the situation would develop. Feng Yu could not be more clear about the principle that things cannot be done by force.
Knowing that Zhi Min might be in a life-and-death crisis, Feng Yu's heart was tormented. For him, the grudge against Master Wushuang can be repaid in the future when he becomes stronger. As long as he can advance to the fairyland and kill
It is easier to kill an ant in vain than to crush an ant. What he is most worried about now is Zhi Min, but no matter how anxious he is, it will not help. Everything has to be done step by step. Being able to leave the underworld is the top priority at the moment.
"What's wrong? Look at your sad look. Are you worried about the approval of the Palace of Hell? You passed the test of the eighteen levels of hell and received the blessing of the underworld's luck. Although this time you disturbed the prison warden who died in vain.
Quietly, but for this reason, I will give you a lighter sentence. I believe that there are many unjust deaths and the prison chief will not care about you."
Feng Yu Guang was thinking about his escape strategy, his face was indeed dull. He thought he would not be noticed, but he didn't expect that King Yama not only noticed it, but also deliberately stopped to ask him. His high-speed brain was suddenly interrupted, Feng Yu
Yu was dazed for a while, his eyes blurred as if he had lost his soul. Those who didn't know would have thought he had been frightened out of his wits.
"All decisions are made by your Majesty. I dare not have the slightest objection. It was just a small misunderstanding before. Brother Feng Yu, don't worry too much."
In an instant, Feng Yu caught his wandering soul back. He was too careless. He actually ignored the two big figures standing in front of him, the mighty and scheming old fox. His inadvertent actions might have long ago
They noticed it, but King Yama pierced the thin paper first.
After hearing the confusing words of Mr. Fusui, Feng Yu's stomach was churning, and he almost vomited. He misunderstood and didn't know who it was just now. He looked like he would not give up until he was caught. Even the city of Fusui
The magic weapon at the bottom of the box was also sacrificed. I dare to say that it was a 'little' misunderstanding. His face was really thicker than the city wall. But looking at the current reaction of Master Wushuang, Feng Yu was even more sure that this banquet was definitely a Hongmen banquet.
, otherwise he would also follow the words of King Yama.
"Your Majesty, I am just worried about my servant."
Feng Yu was just looking for something to say, and everyone could see that this sentence was fake. However, King Yama and Master Fusei had their own plans in their hearts, and they were unable and unwilling to get through. Feng Yu now seems to be untrue.
Important, but unknowingly became a bargaining chip in the game between the two.
"Oh, it's that resentful spirit. He's pretty strong. It's your chance to conquer him. In that case, I'll give it back to you."
After King Yama accepted the invitation from Mr. Wang Shi, he quietly offered sacrifices to the Yama Seal and received the Eighteen Hell Flags and the King of Resentful Spirits in the Yama Seal. Mr. Wang Shi saw it, but he could only pretend to be indifferent.
It looks like he is reluctant to let go of his child. If he asks for it forcefully, the illusion of harmony that has just been formed will be wiped out in an instant. For the sake of the long-term plan, the adult will have no choice but to feel sad in secret.
King Yama also has a lot of interest in the King of Resentful Spirits, but it is not worth his money to snatch. In fact, the King of Resentful Spirits’ estimate of the strength of Mr. Wusi and Mr. Wushu’s real strength are simply worlds apart. The King of Resentful Spirits is nothing, but the collection of
How can the talent and strength of a mutant born from the power of tens of thousands of resentful spirits be compared to Master Wong Shi who inherited the Hell of Wish Death? King Yama, who is even better than Master Wan Death, can capture him as easily as catching a chicken.
As soon as the Yama Seal was opened, the Resentful Spirit King escaped in embarrassment and immediately got into Feng Yu's Nine Nether Order, never daring to come out again. It seemed that he had experienced a very terrifying experience in the Yama Seal.
It only took a blink of an eye for the Yama Seal to start shouting, but Feng Yu still spied something. There were countless forbidden formations in the Yama Seal, and each formation contained millions of ghosts and ghosts.
The core formation is the Hall of King Yama. The shadow of King Yama is enshrined in the temple. This core formation radiates thousands of miles and is connected with nine completely different yet coherent forces. This incomplete formation should be
Part of the Great Seal Art of Cangsheng Sheji.
Unexpectedly, Yama Luo Yinzhong once again flew out eighteen flags, eighteen hell flags. King Yama actually wanted to give him the eighteen hell flags, a top-grade Taoist weapon. Feng Yu felt as if his head had been hit by a stone.
There was a moment of dizziness. This was completely unbelievable. If used properly, a complete set of exquisite Taoist tools like the Eighteen Hell Flags would be as powerful as a semi-immortal weapon.
Seeing the Eighteen Hell Flags wrapped in energy balls flying in front of him, Feng Yu still had no sense of reality. What King Yama did was too unbelievable, sending the Eighteen Hell Flags away in front of the real master, Mr. Wushu.
Give it to him, isn't it a slap in the face of Mr. Wu Shi? Isn't he worried that Mr. Wu Shi will become ruthless?
The closer to Feng Yu, the more intense the struggle of the Eighteen Hell Flags, and the energy ball may be punctured. All the magic weapons that have been promoted to the top-grade Taoist tools are full of spirituality. The strength of King Yama is there, and there is the seal of Yama.
Naturally, they dare not jump around due to the suppression, but now King Yama wants to give them to Feng Yu, and they cannot accept it. Magic weapons also have the dignity of magic weapons, and they cannot accept the 'weak' Feng Yu as their master.
A magic weapon dared to underestimate him. Feng Yu suddenly became angry. He didn't bother to think about it anymore. The fat meat in front of his mouth was free of charge. Moreover, he could also use it to show off to King Yama.
One's own strength and one's own position.
"Nine Nether Infinite Bounds."
The Nine Nether Order inserted the energy ball into his stomach and swallowed the Eighteen Hell Flags. As soon as the Eighteen Hell Flags left the energy shield of Yama Luo Yin, Lord Fusui couldn't wait to secretly activate the City of Fusui in an attempt to take back this set of exquisite Taoist tools.
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How could Feng Yu let him achieve his wish? The huge power of the Nine Netherworld filled the Nine Nether Order, activating the forbidden formation in the Nine Nether Order. Although Feng Yu could not activate the true power of the Nine Nether Order, he was sucked into the Nine Nether Order.
There is absolutely no way to escape from the things caught in it. Let alone the Eighteen Hell Flags, even if the City of Wasted Death and the Yama Seal are sucked in, they will have the same fate.
The summons of Wusi City was directly cut off by the Nine Nether Orders. A ray of light reflected back to Wusi City. The weapons and spirits of Wusi City shook for a while. Feng Yu cast a provocative look at Mr. Wusi, but Mr. Wusi seemed not to be there.
see.
"Your Majesty, the Palace of Wasted Death has arrived."
"The Hall of Unworthy Death, what a great name, what a great name."
King Yama was quite happy to see Feng Yu collect the Eighteen Hell Flags so easily, but when he saw the sign hanging on the palace, a trace of murderous intent emerged in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.
The name of the Palace of Vagrant Death is clearly intended to elevate himself to the same status as Yama of the Tenth Palace, and the word "Walking of Death" is a symbol of the entire underworld. Using this as the name of the palace shows his desire to dominate.
King Yama has decided to inform the other nine halls about this after returning. They have always thought that the Eighteenth Level of Hell is just a small fight and have never really taken it to heart, but now it seems that they are a little arrogant. Even if they don't follow
The Eighteenth Level of Hell is in full swing, and the warden who died in vain cannot be allowed to stay. This person must be killed with the power of thunder, in order to truly frighten the Eighteenth Level of Hell and suppress those hearts that are ready to move.
"Your Highness, please come in."
A smug smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Wu Shi's mouth. King Yama's reaction had already been planned by him. This was just an appetizer, and there were many feasts waiting for King Yama to taste.
"Welcome Your Majesty."
As soon as he entered the Hall of Undeserved Death, what attracted Feng Yu most was not the magnificent furnishings, but the sixteen figures standing in a row. Except for Shen Mo, all the wardens of the eighteenth level of hell were in the queue. Shen Mo, on the other hand, was the one who didn't know who he was.
Feng Yu guessed correctly where Mr. Wan Si was imprisoned. This was indeed a Hongmeng Banquet.
The aura formed by the sixteen people solidified the air in the entire palace. More than 90% of the wardens of the eighteenth level of hell are passed down from generation to generation. Although their strength is uneven, their average strength is still higher than that of the Wraith King.
Faced with this power, King Yama was also numb. He did not expect that Mr. Wu Shi could summon all the wardens in such a short period of time, and he had not been able to capture any clues before.