Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

The clouds broke through the moon, and there was no more terrifying celestial phenomena. The ghosts raised their heads in a daze, only to see that Lu Ming was not alone in the sky, like a god or a demon.

Shuten-douji waved his mace and shouted.

"Wan Sheng!"

The mood of instant carnival infected the whole plain.

The goblins followed suit and waved their weapons.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Fenrir flapped his wings, glanced at the crowd of people below, and shrank his neck involuntarily.

Really scary dragon ah.

Still TV is fun.

Lu Mingfei stared at the sky.

That is the will of this world.

When he finally retreated, Lu Mingfei caught a trace of information.

Therefore, he understood the last dangerous place in this world.

Deep in the Santu River, the emperor's tomb.

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He understood why some monks had been waiting for Yuan Zhisheng, and finally led Yuan Zhisheng into this Nibelungen.

The underworld is just an illusion. The real face of the Nibelungen here should be the emperor's tomb.

The emperor here is not the genealogy of the imperial palace of an outside country, but the inner three of the Saki eight families, the Tachibana family, the Mina family, and the Uesugi family.

These are three special bloodlines.

Their personalities are equivalent to those of the Four Great Sovereigns, and they are all of the first generation.

But in terms of strength, there is a huge difference.

Lu Mingfei was also curious about the reason.

That's probably where it's at.

They are incomplete.

So after death, the bones are sent to this special Nibelungen.

It has to be said that this is a big deal.

It turned out that one side of the Nibelung root was used as the tomb.

The final goal is not difficult to guess.

Lu Mingfei looked far away.

Over there is the Santu River.

I remember that Yuan Zhisheng had already gone to the Santu River.

In other words, Yuan Zhisheng is about to arrive at the emperor's tomb.

Perhaps Yuan Zhisheng was already accepting the inheritance of Amaterasu's destiny at this time.

It's a pity that Zhinv and Erika didn't come.

If they are there, probably the inheritance of Tsukiyomi and Susanoo's life can also be obtained.

No.

Lu Mingfei felt that this was too wasteful.

I don't know how many generations of inheritance have been accumulated, and I can't get it.

Such a waste.

I have to go to the emperor's tomb.

Maybe there is some way to take away the inheritance of Tsukiyomi and Susanoo.

At that time, it will be used by Zhinu and Erikai, and maybe Zhinu can reach the real combat power of the first generation.

It doesn't matter even if the young girl can't reach the level of the first generation, the key point is Erika, maybe she can get the inheritance of Tsukiyomi's life, and the blood curse that threatens Erika's life can be easily resolved.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei became more determined to get the inheritance.

The big deal is to pack up the entire Emperor's Tomb and take it away.

Wait, what am I thinking, it's just an emperor's tomb, soon the entire Nibelungen will be mine, so why worry about it.

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly.

"Come."

Fenlier, who had always been paying attention to Lu Mingfei's demeanor, hurried over.

"Welcome the lord to defeat the heavens and return!"

Shuten-douji shouted first.

Countless ghosts immediately followed.

General Oni and Bai Xueji took a sneak peek at Shuten-douji.

As expected of you, you are always one step ahead.

Shuten Doji was secretly proud.

In the field of flattery, he is a professional.

Lu Mingfei listened silently.

It has to be said that Rao is more or less embarrassing based on his rich experience in ruling the world in Kyushu.

What does it mean to cut the sky and return?

It sounds like I'm a monkey.

Is it necessary to jump out of a Tathagata Buddha somewhere?

Lu Mingfei pressed his hand.

The goblins stopped shouting.

The majesty of Lu Mingfei can be seen from this detail.

"Follow me to the Santu River."

There are ghosts commotion.

But soon subsided.

Everyone knows that the Santu River is a desperate place, and all the ghosts who went to the Santu River died without exception.

Up to now, it has reached the point where the mention of Santu River will make people tremble subconsciously.

But this is Lu Mingfei's order.

There is no need to doubt, and there must be no doubt, all they can do is obey and nothing more.

The army pulls out.

"Jiu Tun, return your ghost car."

"Thank you, my lord."

Shuten Doji was triumphant, and excitedly glanced at General Oni and Bai Xueji.

See, who is the most important person to the lord, is it clear at a glance, needless to say.

General Ghost remained silent, while Bai Xueji smiled lightly.

Shuten-douji walked towards the ghost car with square steps.

"You come with me."

Lu Mingfei who stood above Fenrir's head said so.

"Yes!"

Bai Xueji and the two stepped on the invisible ladder and stood beside Lu Mingfei.

Shuten-douji, half of his body in the ghost car, was struck by lightning.

He looked at the ghost car, then at Fenrir.

Regret, regret, unwilling.

Various expressions flashed across his face alternately.

Compared to standing behind Lu Mingfei, the ghost car is nothing.

The opportunity to get close to Lu Mingfei is more important than anything else.

Jiu Tun-douji quickly made a decision, abandoning the ghost car, and followed behind.

"Do any of you know him?"

Lu Mingfei pointed at the little monk.

It was the little monk who opened the Nibelungen gate to Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng.

He is unconscious at the moment.

Surprisingly, the little novice appeared with Fenrir.

According to Fenlier, the little novice fell from the sky and suddenly appeared in front of Fenlier.

Fenrir felt that the little novice was special and not delicious, so he took him with him.

When he said these words, Fenrir looked around, and the majestic dragon face was forced to make a guilty expression by him, which is also very talented.

The guy must have been hiding something.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Lu Mingfei just watched with his eyes, and within a moment, Fenrir was defeated.

"sorry Sorry."

"I admit."

Fenrir closed his eyes tightly.

"He was knocked out by me."

Understood.

It turned out that Fenrir was driving his Nibelungen wandering around in the depths of the earth, and accidentally crashed into this yellow spring.

Fenrir was a little dizzy, and when he realized it, there was such a little monk in front of him.

If you ask Fenrir, you will definitely not be able to find out the origin of this little novice, and hope you still have to put it on a few other people.

"This is... the gravekeeper."

Shuten Doji exclaimed.

Ghost General and Bai Xueji respectively guard the ghost city. Although they are well-informed, they seldom go out, unlike this Jiu Tun-douji who wanders around.

"Gravekeeper."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xueji nodded slowly.

"My concubine has heard of it before."

"It is indeed him."

Gravekeeper, sounds really intriguing.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

He asked about the origin of the tomb keeper's name, but Shuten-douji hesitated and couldn't tell why.

"The keeper of the grave is the keeper of the grave, there is no other meaning."

Shutendouji scratched his head.

Lu Mingfei probably thought about it.

Since he is a tomb keeper, there must be a tomb to guard. In this Nibelungen, the first tomb is obvious, the emperor's tomb deep in the Santu River.

But how could this gravekeeper be outside the Nibelungen?

Could it be that the entire Nibelungen is the emperor's tomb?

Lu Mingfei felt that his guess was bold, but it seemed to be very close to the truth.

Of course, what is the truth, just wake up the little monk and ask.

It's just... how to wake it up?

Lu Mingfei tried to pinch someone, but there was no response. Several big monsters also showed their supernatural powers.

Well, forget it.

The little novice suffered all of them.

Apart from paler face, there was no sign of waking up.

Forget it.

Lu Mingfei stopped paying attention.

Just a gravekeeper.

I have entered the tomb you guard, do I care if you wake up or not?
In front is the Santu River.

Only found out when we got close.

The Santu River is amazing. The river is distinct, with three flow rates: turbulent, uniform, and slow.

Lu Mingfei looked at the Santu River in front of him, which was mutually confirmed with the records of Huangquan in his memory.

I remember that they are divided according to the sins of the undead, and the depth of the sins is different, and the river sections that are finally thrown are also different.

The army stopped here.

The rumors of the Santu River surfaced in the hearts of all the ghosts.

This is a dead place through which no one can pass.

All the ghosts who tried to enter the Santu River died.

with no exceptions.

Some ghosts secretly looked at Lu Mingfei's back.

They want to know what their protagonist is thinking.

Do you really want to enter the Santu River?
A big tengu came out more and more.

"My lord, I wish to be the vanguard."

This is fatal.

In fact, this is the idea of ​​many ghosts.

Perhaps Lu Mingfei didn't know what the Santu River represented.

It is no secret that Lu Mingfei is a foreign monster.

They can understand that foreign monsters don't take Santuhe seriously.

After all, everyone is like this, hearing is believing, seeing is believing, what others say is other people's business, they only believe what they see with their own eyes.

Maybe Lu Mingfei is the same.

That's why this big dog behaved like this.

He wanted to demonstrate to Lu Mingfei with his own life.

Perhaps after witnessing how the Santu River devours life with his own eyes, Lu Mingfei could have an idea and find a way to cross the Santu River.

"Go back."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

He took the initiative to step forward, stood beside the Santu River, and looked down.

"Is it dead?"

At this time, in the depths of the Santu River, there was a large tomb at the bottom of the river.

There are three gates in this tomb. In the middle of the gate, Yuan Zhisheng sat cross-legged, with spider cuts on his knees.

Many demon knives are named after their previous war records, such as this spider cut, which was named after beheading a ghost spider.

Yuan Zhisheng only thought it was a legend.

It is only now that I understand that no matter what the legend is, no matter the ghost spider or Shuten-douji, they are all big monsters that really exist.

Just because you haven't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist.

Since entering the Underworld, Yuan Zhisheng has seen many monsters.

Survived countless times.

Finally, all the monsters were beheaded by him.

During this process, Yuan Zhisheng clearly felt that he was becoming stronger.

Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way for a hybrid to become stronger.

Especially life and death battles.

If you go back to a few days ago and face Zhinv again, with Yuan Zhisheng's current strength, you can even easily kill her.

Of course, this scene was not what Yuan Zhisheng wanted to see.

It's just that Yuan Zhisheng lacked a suitable unit of measurement for combat power.

The others are too weak, and Lu Mingfei is too strong. After thinking about it, only young girls are just right.

Yuan Zhisheng had a feeling that the Nibelungen on this side seemed to be a battlefield tailored for him.

until a certain moment.

Those voices sounded in Yuan Zhisheng's heart.

An intimate voice that seemed to sound from the deepest part of my heart.

By the time he reacted, he was already standing in front of the Santu River.

Yuan Zhisheng naturally heard the legend of the Santu River.

But when he stood before this river.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that those legends were all wrong.

The river does not correspond to the number of sins.

This river with three different flow rates really corresponds to Sanguiming.

That is to say, Amaterasu's fate, Yueyue's fate, and Susanoo's life.

"come over."

"child."

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"come over."

A call came from the depths of the Santu River.

Yuan Zhisheng walked into the river step by step.

He stepped accurately into the middle section of the even-flowing river.

This section of the river corresponds to Amaterasu's destiny.

This is what Yuan Zhi was born to know.

Knowledge engraved in his bones.

It's as if Yuan Zhisheng has forgotten it for so many years, and it is only today that it sounds.

The Santu River overflows Yuan Zhisheng's chest.

For others, the Santu River is a burial ground, gently caressing the raw skin.

Like a loving elder who greets a wanderer returning home with a smile.

It must have been hard for you to be away alone for so many years.

Okay now.

Go home.

everything will get better.

So close your eyes.

Close your eyes and rest.

So I fell asleep for a long time.

it's OK.

You can let go of anything.

It really doesn't matter.

Countless thoughts flooded in.

It's really dangerous.

Almost, just a little bit.

Yuan Zhisheng was completely lost.

At the last moment, it was those golden pupils that brought back Yuan Zhisheng's consciousness.

"Brother Lu..."

Yuan Zhisheng murmured.

In the memory, Lu Mingfei's golden pupil dispels confusion.

Everything that is real is presented in front of Yuan Zhisheng.

It was blob after blob of floating zeros.

All the warm voices before came from these spiritual groups.

But at this moment, when Yuan Zhisheng sees them.

The warmth is gone.

Instead it was cold.

It seems that Yuan Zhisheng is facing the most evil and depraved existence in the world.

All kinds of things came to mind before.

Are you...

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe it.

"Hey."

A heavy sigh.

It's illusory, it seems that there are tens of thousands of people sighing together at this moment, and it seems that there is only one.

"Why did you wake up?"

"pity."

"Amazing."

"Yeah, why did you wake up?"

Every soul group is making a sound.

In a moment, calm down.

This is the silence of the dead class.

Then he sighed coldly.

"Obedient……"

"It's not good to be eaten by us!"

Yuan Zhisheng bent down suddenly and covered his head, as if he had been hit hard.

my head hurts...

It hurts!

It hurts to explode!
At the same time, Yuan Zhisheng finally understood what these spirit groups were.

Every faint blue fire is a soul.

They are ancestors.

It is his bloodline, the ancestor of the personality named Amaterasu Ming.

All the fates of Amaterasu throughout the ages are here.

"child."

"Don't resist."

"Merge with us."

"Let the real Amaterasu come to the mortal world."

"This is your destiny."

"Don't resist."

"Don't refuse."

"The great Amaterasu will rule over all."

"This is the glory of you and us."

Whispering sounds come and go, loud and small, they are killing Yuan Zhisheng's spirit, they want to take away Yuan Zhisheng's body.

Yuan Zhisheng knelt on the ground, inserting his fingers into the soil.

The pupil shrinks to the size of a pinhead.

For a moment, he thought.

Or forget it.

In fact, the ancestors were right.

Amaterasu's destiny has merged into one, which is destiny.

This is the method they use to complete the incomplete bloodline.

In the past, the name of the Yuan family was not important, like him, in fact the name Yuan Zhisheng was not important, what really mattered was Amaterasu's fate.

Since the millennium, all the three precious lives that are similar to Yuanzhisheng, with everything they have, have complemented the real Amaterasu.

Comparable to the four great monarchs, it belongs to the first generation of the Baiwang lineage.

So, it's destiny.

Since it is fate.

So be it.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyelids trembled, trembling, and were about to close. (end of this chapter)