The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 625 "My lord, Yin Jiuyou!"

Seemingly seizing the fleeting opportunity, Ghost General Ye Jin just spread the news, and then there was no movement.

"Big news?!"

To be honest, even if there is no letter from the ghost general Ye Jin, Hong Kang is planning to go to the underworld in a few years. After all, if he really wants to leave, the rear must be stabilized first.

"Never mind!"

"It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, let's do it now!~"

This time, Hong Kang chose to go to the Underworld with his real body.

When it comes to strength, it is unclear where the upper limit of his human immortal golden body is now. Perhaps, he can try his hand with the old demon of Montenegro...

puff! ~
There was a crackling sound like lightning sparks flashing and disappearing, Hong Kang immediately stepped in, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Strong yin, ghost, filth, cold, resentment, bad luck... etc. rushed towards his face, as if to swallow Hong Kang, but he couldn't get closer when he was three feet away from his body.

"Um?!"

"It really is a big move..."

Hong Kang looked up at the sky, and saw a pale moon hanging in the cloudy sky. The moonlight was cold and cold, but it did bring light to the dark and lonely underworld.

Moreover, with this round of white moon, it seems that the gloomy hell has become a little more smokey. Hong Kang can feel that compared with the one he came to many years ago, there seems to be more darkness in the air. Some subtle sense of agility...

"Is it related to this white moon?"

"Could it be from the handwriting of the Montenegrin old demon?"

Hong Kang's "eye aperture" emitted divine light and began to analyze this round of white moon.

"The breath is so cloudy and so cold, huh?...It turned out to be a pure divine power construction..."

"Compared to the divine power transformed from the power of incense, it is more ancient and orthodox..."

"There is also a little power of rules..."

"The light of this white moon seems to have brought some vitality to this lifeless Yin soil?..."

Hong Kang felt quietly, and only felt that with the light of the cold moon, one after another in this underworld, the handsome or majestic mountains, seemed to have changed into another look, and the charm of the mountains and rivers became more and more ingenious and invisible. There has been a great increase in the distance, there are things inside and outside, and even the vegetation in the mountains and plains seems to be tall and straight and verdant.

The vegetation in the mountains? ?

Hong Kang was taken aback.

The usual phenomenon made him ignore this abnormality...

The mountains are covered with vegetation, which seems to be a normal thing, but he remembered that when he came last time, these mountains were barren and bare...

Whoosh!
Stepping on the [Space Escaping Technique], the person has appeared on the nearest mountain range, twirled a little grass tip, and rubbed it carefully.

"Is it real grass...?"

"Although it's a bit darker..."

Also, Hong Kang faintly, from the white moon, sensed an invisible idea that was slowly brewing and being born!
This idea is vast, thick, simple, broad, and deep... like a mountain peak accumulated over the years, and like a rebuilder after a barren hill and ruin, it has an intertwined artistic conception of the ancient and the new. In the white moon, A little brewing...

Hong Kang looked through the moon halo that seemed illusory and real, ready to spy on the source of the idea that shone with gold and silver brilliance.

"boom!"

A burst of will suddenly intercepted Hong Kang's peeping.

"Humph!"

"Outsiders, don't be too curious. This is not the world. If you come here uninvited, I don't care about it. It's already an exception."

Silently, in the surrounding void, a male voice sounded, plain, majestic and grand.

"Old Black Mountain Demon?!"

Hearing this completely different voice, Hong Kang's eyes shone brightly, especially the three words "outsider", did it mean that he was not a person from the underworld, or a visitor from another world? !
"Since you're here, why don't you show up?!"

The male voice did not appear, but was still empty, as if it was everywhere.

"Want to see me?"

"If you have the ability, find it yourself!"

The words fall.

Hong Kang's figure melted into the space, and after a step of thirty miles and two breaths, he arrived at the city of death in vain.

However, it was discovered that this city of vain death has also changed drastically at this moment.

Hong Kang remembered clearly that when he first entered the underworld that year, the city walls he saw were dilapidated and looked very old. There was a faint scarlet luster on the mottled city gates, as if a large amount of blood had splashed on them. form.

However, the current City of Death is not only a majestic mountain range uprooted from the same location, but also has many convex and concave shapes, and the situation is even more rugged.As steep as Shuling Mountains and as high as Luyan Rock, the City of Dead Dead is located on it. All kinds of stains have been removed from the city body, and its shape has become solemn and gloomy. Various green lights along the way ignite white flames. See the illusory ghost, hear its wailing and screaming...

The wind is howling, and the black mist is long! ~
The whistling of the dark wind is the smoke from the whistle of the Yin soldiers; the long black mist is the breathing of the ghosts in the dark.

"Sen Luo Hall?!"

Hong Kang has already seen the top palace.

The sky above it was covered with dark clouds, and it should have been a place where you could not see your fingers, but with thunder and lightning that could not describe its power at all, they kept wandering wantonly in the depths of the dark clouds, and kept colliding with each other. Fang Youmingtianyu brought some light.

Hong Kang solidified the thunder cloud and felt its power carefully. This was not formed naturally, but was controlled by the people in the Senluo Hall.

"This is the method of the Black Mountain old demon...?"

"If the power of this thunderstorm leaks even a little bit, it can blow up a [-]-meter mountain peak to pieces...!"

"He can already control Thunder...??"

Hong Kang did not forget that in that battle back then, he relied on the power of thunder and the energy of the sun to restrain the creatures of the underworld to cause great damage to the old black mountain demon.

Looking around again, there are mountains, peaks, ridges, caves, and streams...

However, that mountain does not grow grass, its peaks do not reach into the sky, its ridges do not accept visitors, its caves do not accept clouds, and its streams do not flow.

"Void Danger Point? Back Yin Mountain? A place of pure yin and no yang...!"

This kind of terrain, in terms of geomancy, is a place of absolute death, a restricted area for living beings...

"What? An outsider?"

"I've already arrived outside my palace, but dare not come in?"

"That's right, back then, you worked so hard to escape from this Lord's hands..."

"Now I am afraid, not ashamed..."

Hong Kang withdrew his mind from the thunder clouds in the sky, and when he heard the other party's mocking words, there was no disturbance in his heart. Instead, he was thinking about the current strength of the old Black Mountain demon.

"I'm thinking, in case I do something later, I have to be gentle this time, so as not to make another big hole in your chest..."

Hong Kang finally stepped into Senluo Hall.

There are only two figures in the hall, one is the ghost general Ye Jin, he stands on the side without looking sideways, and the other is sitting high.

Hong Kang looked at him and saw that he was wearing a crown on his head, sachets hanging on both sides to protect his ears, and a robe with ruffled collar and wide sleeves. It was painted with a giant dragon with teeth and claws, a belt around his waist, and leather boots. He looked like an emperor in the world. .

Looking carefully at its appearance, it looks like a middle-aged man, with sharp eyes, like a dragon or an eagle, with flying eyebrows, like the wings of a roc bird, big and thick ears, hidden in the thick hair, a beard on the lips, and a strong body shape Bamian, just sitting there, has a kind of indomitable spirit to subdue ghosts and gods.

"Old Black Mountain Demon?!"

"You turned out to be a natural god...!"

When Hong Kang saw the Black Mountain Old Demon, he felt that its aura was somewhat similar to that of the Black Turtle and Black Snake following Zhang Sanfeng, but it was more grand, profound, majestic and majestic.

"Humph!~"

"The name of the Black Mountain old demon is an ignorant idiot's self-deprecating assumption..."

"Outsider, you are the master of the Yangjian dynasty, and you are the master of the Yangjian Dynasty. You can barely be compared with me in terms of status. You are qualified to know my name..."

"My lord, Yin Jiuyou!!"

Hong Kang thought about the name Xiayin Jiuyou. Generally speaking, as a natural god, he would have some authority in a certain field, and his name was usually related to it.

Of course, there are natural gods who are strong and weak. The more ordinary ones, such as the gods of mountains and waters, suppress a side of mountains and rivers, and the taller ones, such as thunder gods, rain masters, star gods...etc. Playing with the wind and rain in the world, or revolving the stars of your own destiny...

Of course, such great gods as the latter, at least with the background of this world, Hong Kang doesn't think they can be conceived.

So, this old Black Mountain demon... should be called Yin Jiuyou now, what is his natal authority?

"Yin Jiuyou, if you know about me, you must also know my name. Why do you still call me an outsider?"

"Aren't you an outsider? Hong Kang..."

Yin Jiuyou's eyes, like dragons and eagles, drooped down, and the dark eyeballs did not have the slightest light, like the darkest abyss, which could reflect the deepest secrets hidden in other people's hearts.

Hong Kang just smiled, but seeing that Yin Jiuyou didn't intend to do something immediately, he went to the side and sat down, waved his sleeves, and a set of tables and chairs appeared.

"By the way, the guests are here, but you don't even have anything to say hello..."

Yin Jiuyou stared at Hong Kang for a while, before saying, "Serve tea."

The ghost general Ye Jin immediately walked into the back, and soon brought out two bottles of tea cups, handed them to Yin Jiuyou first, then brought them to Hong Kang, and put them down heavily.

"Duh!"

Hong Kang smiled and said, "General Ye, you seem to hate me?"

Ye Jin's expression was cold, and he looked at Hong Kang with anger.

"No one likes people who play with their own consciousness, do they?"

"Especially, you tampered with my memory and dared to desecrate my loyalty to your majesty~!"

Oh? !

Hong Kang looked up.

It recovered?
He thought it was the ghost general Ye Jin's acting skills that were natural?
It seems that even if [Huangliang Yimeng] is used to carry out the eternal reincarnation on the spiritual level, it is not very reliable...!
But in theory, there is no problem. After all, human consciousness and emotion come from memory...

So, Hong Kang looked sideways, Yin Jiuyou helped him recover? !
Ok? !

Hong Kang was vigilant.

In this case, Ye Jin also notified himself that there were major changes in the underworld... Would you please enter the urn? ...

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If it is for the sake of instigation, before it is instigated, it will cut off its support and fall into death.

"Strategy: Lifting the Ladder from the House"

(End of this chapter)