In the empty hall, the scene that was still colorful and black gas was still in the past, and it was calm in an instant.

"Dead?"

Looking at the headless corpse lying at his feet, Mo said that Feng Jueyu was still confused, and even Wu Buyong, who was seriously injured, Zhu Yizhi, who was full of resentment, and Ning Shentong, who was about to make a move, were completely petrified.

In fact, the palm just now was not as powerful as imagined, but Leng Youhing did die under the palm strength of Feng Jueyu, so you can imagine how powerful the internal strength of that palm is.

Feng Jue Yu Mu stood next to the corpse, his right hand was still raised in front of his chest, and a residual warmth in the palm full of blood and brains was quietly dissipating, this palm was really abrupt, even if he did use all his strength, he never thought that he could shatter the head of a Chongyang Realm master with one palm when he made a move.

It's weird.

Feng Jieyu didn't even perceive the kind of power that looked down on the world, was invincible, and was unparalleled......

However, it was such a strange performance that made Leng Youhing die.

Not to mention that Wu Buyong couldn't see what was happening, even Ning Shentong had a look of horror, and he couldn't help but withdraw a few steps away, and stared at Feng Jueyu tightly with a gaze that looked at a monster.

After a while, it passed quickly, and the first person to reflect was Zhu Yizhi: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't leave quickly." As she spoke, she struggled to pick up Wu Buyong's seriously injured body and put an arm on her weak shoulder.

Feng Jueyu suddenly woke up, although he didn't know where the power of this palm came from, but now was really not the time to find out, he quickly walked to Zhu Yizhi's side, took Wu Buyong over, and asked, "Brother Wu, how are you?"

Wu Buyong grinned and showed a hint of a smile, like a dry draft: "It's okay, I can't die, but I have to trouble Brother Feng to help me." ”

"When do you still talk about this, it's good that you can't die. Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his gaze to Zhu Yizhi and said, "Lead the way." ”

Zhu Yizhi didn't dare to think about it, nodded and walked towards the hall.

"Wait. At this moment, Ning Shentong shouted.

Feng Jueyu turned his head violently, a pair of bloody eyes were extremely hideous, this gaze really scared Ning Shentong half to death.

"Do you have a problem?"

"I'm ......" Ning Shentong opened his mouth, after all, he didn't dare to ask Feng Jueyu for the ghost skeleton.

In fact, Feng Jueyu's feeling was far less than the shock of Ning Shentong, just now he witnessed a Xuanzhao peak master completely explode the cold and hateful head with the power of a palm, and that scene was like a sharp knife resting on his neck, making him want to stop talking.

The joke is not so open, even the cold hatred can be killed with one palm, and Ning Shentong is not confident that he can make three moves under the hands of this kid.

Of course, this is just Ning Shentong's feelings, in fact, Feng Jueyu's strength is far from being as powerful as he imagined, but just now when Feng Jueyu slashed out a palm in anger because Wu Buyong was injured, he touched a certain artistic conception for no reason, so it was obviously extraordinary, and this matter was not clear even to Feng Jueyu at the moment.

"No, it's fine. Ning Shentong was silent for a while, and finally swallowed the words back into his stomach.

But Feng Jueyu ignored it, and rushed towards the backyard with Wu Buyong.

When they went out, the outside of the mansion was already overcrowded, but when they saw Feng Jueyu holding Wu Buyong out, no one dared to step forward to stop them, so the three soldiers flew from the front yard to the backyard again without blood, and found the rockery.

Feng Jueyu handed over the key to Zhu Yizhi, there is a stone door on the rockery, there is a delicate keyhole on the stone door, insert the key into it and twist it, the stone door makes a roar, opening from the inside out, revealing a passage to the underground.

"This is it, get in. Zhu Yizhi came over to help Feng Jueyu help Wu Buyong, and the three of them came all the way to the underground.

Underneath the rockery is a secluded path, with blazing torches lit on both sides, and the path leads straight ahead, with a corner about 100 meters away.

The three of them rushed all the way, and the speed was so fast that after walking for about a stick of incense, another stone gate appeared.

Zhu Yizhi pushed open the stone door, and suddenly a tall mountain appeared in front of him......

What made Feng Jueyu puzzled was that behind the stone gate, there was not a ghost-faced ancestral statue, nor an exotic entrance, but a bottomless abyss, and where they were, just in the middle of a high mountain cliff, there was no suspension bridge or the like around it, as if a door had been opened in the middle of the cliff.

About a few hundred meters ahead, the mountains are tall and the strange rocks are craggy, and countless ghosts and ghosts are hovering and flying in the air, and the dense gathering is like an autumn locust plague.

Between the cold wind and the shout, evil thoughts are born, and under this inferior situation, Feng Jueyu feels that his divine sense is almost lost, and Wu Buyong is even more troublesome.

At the same time as the three of them opened the stone door, hundreds of unjust ghosts seemed to smell the smell of living people, and let out a terrible roar and came straight towards Wu Buyong.

Wu Buyong was seriously injured and couldn't resist the possession of evil thoughts at all, and at this critical moment, Zhu Yizhi took out the piccolo he was carrying, and gently blew the first chapter of the Nine Hells Town Requiem: Requiem......

As the music sounded, a melodious sound came out, and the hundreds of unjust souls scattered in all directions with strange screams as if they had met a nemesis. Zhu Yizhi's song continued, the jade beads rolled down from her forehead, and Feng Jueyu realized that she was using her divine sense to play the Requiem Song to drive away the resentful spirits.

Feng Jueyu quickly summoned the Turning Immortal Cloud, supported Wu Buyong on the Turning Immortal Cloud, and then said to Zhu Yizhi: "You go up too, I will protect you." ”

Zhu Yizhi didn't dare to stop the song, nodded silently, Feng Jueyu used his divine power to control the clouds in the air, and then he also took out the flute he bought and held it in his hand, in case Zhu Yizhi was out of strength, he made up for it in time.

And at the same time that the three of them drove the Immortal Cloud out of the stone gate, Feng Jueyu also looked back, which surprised him.

Zhu Yizhi and Wu Buyong sat on the clouds of the immortals, Feng Jueyu lifted the sun into the air, and behind them was actually the largest cliff that could not see the end at a glance, no, maybe it should be more appropriate to describe it as a wall, because this so-called mountain cliff is like an endless wall that separates the two worlds, even if you don't see the whole picture of this wall, Feng Jueyu can feel it, if you give yourself enough time, you can't find the end of the wall.

And since he came out of the stone gate, Feng Jueyu has never been able to find his way back, because at the moment he turned around, there was a stone gate every three meters that Feng Jueyu saw, densely arranged neatly, hundreds, thousands, thousands, tens of thousands, each stone door was wrapped in a thick black gas, which looked not only dazzling, but also illusory and unreal. Even if you have a cultivation against the sky, there is no possibility of the stone door when you want to find it here.

Surprised, Feng Jueyu pointed to the dense stone gate wall and asked, "Miss Zhu, what is this?"

At this time, the group of ghosts is easy, and there will be no danger when it arrives, Zhu Yizhixiang was sweating and panting, looking at the black wall full of stone gates, and said with a heavy heart: "This should be the legendary cliff of the two worlds." ”

"The Cliff of the Two Realms?"

Zhu Yizhi nodded and said: "It is also the first time I have seen the cliff of the two realms, according to legend, there are many exotic spaces in the grand world, and the most stable is the territory of several great emperors, and each of the emperors' territory has a cliff of the two realms that isolates the outside world, this is both the entrance and the exit, unless it is helped and guided by the city lord of the Seven Spirits, it is easy to come out and difficult to go back, I know that's all, I also heard that if we want to go to the grand map, we also have to penetrate the Lost Plains, just behind that mountain." ”

Wu Buyong said in surprise: "Isn't it directly flying out through the Ghost Face Ancestor statue or something?"

Zhu Yizhi sighed: "It's too easy for you to think, the Ghost Face Ancestor is like the passage between the two realms that the ancestor of the Soul Clan spent endless energy to open up ten thousand years ago, and the channel like that requires many Heavenly Dao Realm masters to work together to do it, and the success rate is not high, once it disappears, it will not be lost, and if you want to go from the underworld to the grand plan, you must pass through the Lost Plains, it is said that there are many crises there, and it is not something that ordinary people can pass through casually." ”

"That'...... Why didn't you say it earlier?" Wu Buyong never expected that things would develop to this point in the end.

Zhu Yizhi laughed miserably: "I said earlier, didn't you go back?"

Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong were dumbfounded, that's right, even if Zhu Yizhi reminded them earlier, they had to return to the grand plan, especially Wu Buyong, if his cultivation did not return to the grand plan, it would not take a few years, and the cultivation would be greatly reduced, unless he changed the soul clan exercises, and completely became a person in the soul clan.

Wu Buyong has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years, how can he give up.

Lost in the Plains?

Feng Jueyu muttered to himself, "Then how long are we going to go?"

Zhu Yizhi said: "I don't know about this, I only heard my mother say that the Lost Plains is the only fixed passage between the underworld and the grand map, there are endless dangers there, whether it is the cultivators of the soul clan, or the people who are trying to find the underworld in the grand world, there are many people who have been lost in the plains, they may have survived, but most of them died there, there is the real dangerous place, and it is impossible to get out without determination." ”

After listening to Zhu Yizhi's story, Feng Jueyu took a deep breath and said to Wu Buyong in a desolate tone: "It seems that we still have a long way to go." ”

Wu Buyong replied depressedly: "I'm most worried about those people from Wu Zong, if we can't go out all the time, it will be difficult to guarantee their safety." ”

"Let's hope they can save the day. ”

As the three of them spoke, the shadow of the mountain in front of them appeared dimly, but at this moment, the shouting of killing that rushed to the sky actually came from the cliff of the two realms.

The three of them had just stepped on the high mountain, and when they looked back, they saw countless soul clan cultivators swarming out from the cliffs of the two realms.

"Oh no, we seem to be targeted. ”