All the dead souls are creepy in an instant.

That's the three-headed dog of hell guarding the gates of the underworld, and many strong people have been torn apart and devoured by its sharp teeth throughout the ages.

But now, it's wagging its tail at the man in front of it?

The three-headed dog of hell was very interesting, and he slowly moved his limbs directly on his stomach to get out of the way.

All the revenants waited with bated breath in an instant, looking at Lin Fei excitedly.

"Boom!"

The entire Persephone Garden was trembling, and the endless netherworld power was exerted on Lin Fei.

Nine Nether Sky Tyrants!

Lin Fei's expression remained unchanged, and he punched out.

"Boom—"

The heavy gates of hell were directly shattered, and huge shards splattered in all directions, shocking the souls of the dead.

Under their gaze, Lin Fei paced directly into it, and his figure entered the deep and dark fog and disappeared.

In an instant, the souls of the dead swarmed up as if they had gone mad.

Countless ghosts in the sky converged into a wave, roaring, roaring, and hoarse with excitement. The plants and earth of Persephone's garden have terrifying powers, gradually devouring them, turning them into nutrients to feed the flowers and trees that are full of death.

The underworld may not be good, but they can still live in the form of dead souls, and it is better than feeling themselves being gradually eaten away and dying every day!

Among these revenants, there are even a few demigod powerhouses, and the strongest of them has reached the early stage of the true god.

However, the three-headed dog of hell stood up suddenly, his pupils glowing with bloodthirsty coldness, and he spewed venom out of his mouth.

"Whoa—"

The black venom was like a waterfall, violently drowning the souls of the dead. In the midst of countless terrible screams, the souls of the dead turned into green smoke and dissipated, even the demigod powerhouses were no exception!

The shattered primordial god of the true god powerhouse broke out and rushed towards the gate of hell almost frantically.

"Uhhh

The poisonous snake wrapped around the neck of the three-headed dog of hell shot out violently, tearing apart the fist-sized ball of light in an instant, swallowing it all into its belly.

There was a sudden dead silence in the gardens of Persephone, except for the howling of the wind, cold and silent.

Those souls who restrained themselves were all trembling when they saw this scene.

At this moment, the three-headed dog of hell was terrifying, and the venom dripping from the corners of his mouth even caused the black earth of the garden to be corroded in the sound of "snorting", and bursts of green smoke were rising. Such a ferocious and powerful image is exactly the same as the "weak little dog" who waged his tail and begged for mercy before.

The Three-Headed Hellhound grinned, revealing its huge and sharp canine teeth, as if it was sneering hideously, making the souls shudder.

And in the underworld, Lin Fei was blocked by a long river.

It's a long black river that can't be seen at a glance. There were countless voices of mourning in pain, and smoke-like distorted cheeks emerged.

The great river Agron, also known as the River of Pain, the River of Styx.

Lin Fei put his hands behind his back and stood calmly by the river, quietly waiting for something.

Soon, a bearded old man came in a small black boat. He was holding a long pole, and his eyes were even spewing flames and burning, which looked extremely strange.

Charon, the ferryman of the River Styx.

The strong man exuded a strong aura of death, stopped the boat in front of Lin Fei and stretched out his hand, and said expressionlessly: "A silver coin." ”

The silver coin he is referring to here, the special "Opollus", is a small silver coin in ancient Greece.

Any surplus silver currency will be recognized.

"When—"

With a flick of Lin Fei's thumb, a Huaxia one-yuan silver coin spun and flew into the air, falling back into his palm.

He said lightly, "Do you think this is okay?"

The boatman was stunned for a moment, and then he became angry: "Bold, you dare to tease Charon, the god of the Styx! You will sink into the River Styx for eternity, and you will never be able to escape!"

Boom Boom –

The River of Pain suddenly exploded into countless black monstrous waves, which converged into a hideous-looking behemoth beast in the air, appearing behind the boatman, filled with a terrifying aura of death, as if it was about to completely engulf Lin Fei.

"Tremble, lowly mortal from the East. I!, the great god of the river Styx, is coming—" Before the boatman could finish his words, he suddenly looked horrified, "Wait, what are you doing?!"

Lin Fei grabbed him directly and threw him into the river of pain: "There is too much nonsense. ”

With a "poof", the river of pain stirred up a wave, accompanied by the angry roar of the boatman: "Mortal, you are presumptuous!"

He screamed and threw himself back to the boat. This river is filled with terrifying power, and even if he is a true god, he feels that the original god is slowly being eaten, and his spirit is being destroyed in unimaginable ways, and the pain is unbearable.

This is also normal.

If he could ignore the mysterious peculiarities of the River of Pain, there would be no need to row any boats, just fly around or cross people in the air.

Lin Fei swept his sleeves, and the monster condensed by the water of the River Styx in the air suddenly disintegrated, turning into a heavy rain and spilling into the river water.

The boatman was shocked and angry, although he had not taken precautions before, but how could an idle man throw a god out?

"Sail the boat. Lin Fei opened his mouth lightly, and sat directly on the boat, clearly expecting to take the "Overlord Ship".

As a guide to the underworld, in fact, the boatman is like the three-headed dog of hell, and he is a "working boy" who is ordered to act and receive a "salary". The Hellhound's salary is food, and its salary is special silver coins that can be exchanged for goods from the underworld.

And to ask for this kind of silver from the dead soul is actually his own greed. This also caused many embarrassed souls to be unable to go to the underworld, and if they were lucky, they would wait another year, and even be thrown directly into the river of pain when they met him, and they would be tormented forever.

Those souls who have no money will grovel to please the boatman, what does it have to do with me Lin Fei?

The boatman longed to shoot him down with a shot and take him to the river of pain forever, but he couldn't hold back at the thought of his mysterious strength.

"Okay, when you get to the center of the river, I'll shoot you down and row away, see how you cry and shout and beg me!" The boatman sneered in his heart, and immediately didn't say anything, just rowed in a muffled voice.

The Styx was unimaginably wide, and the boat flew by, blurring the surrounding landscape.

About a quarter of an hour later, the Soul Ferry was already in the middle of the River Styx.

Lin Fei sat on the side of the boat and pinched a sword trick.

A grim look flashed in the boatman's eyes, and in an instant, he slapped Lin Fei on the back with a stick: "Go die!"

With a "poof", Lin Fei's figure fell directly into the river.

"Hahaha! Stupid mortal, no one can pass through the River Styx without giving me silver coins!"