After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 138 Fusion of Netherworld Hellfire
"Wait a moment... while we look for something."

An old man said slowly.

They took out some prepared copper coins and then put red ropes on the copper coins.

Fortune telling on the spot.

Directly calculate Yuan Jun’s position.

After a while, an old man muttered to himself
"It's strange. The hexagram says he didn't leave."

"He is here." Another old man also echoed.

This is very strange.

If Yuan Jun is here, why can't I see him?

Would Yuan Jun just watch Mo Lin kill the other members of the Three Corpses and do nothing to help?
The probability of this is very low.

Mo Lin looked around but didn't see anyone else.

"Boom..." A burst of pitch-black flames burst out from the ground and directly enveloped Mo Lin.

It all happened very quickly.

Mo Lin didn't even react.

Pitch-black flames burned around Mo Lin's body.

"The Dark City Fire?"

At this moment, Mo Lin was certain that the other portion of the Netherworld Fire was on Yuan Jun's body.

The reason why he hasn't shown up yet is that he has been waiting for this moment.

Wait for a suitable opportunity to strike.

I have to say that Yuan Jun is really cruel.

He watched helplessly as all the people among his three corpses died, but he endured it and did not take any action.

Just waiting for this moment.

A burning sensation came over him, and Mo Lin felt particularly painful in the flames.

"Uncle Master!" Wei Xun called out to Mo Lin.

She wanted to go up and help Mo Lin, but she could do nothing.

She didn't dare touch the pitch-black flame.

This thing is a divine fire.

In the distance, Yuan Jun's figure finally appeared.

Yuan Jun is about 1.7 meters tall and has stubble.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a black coat.

Looks very old.

"Now that this kid dies, the other portion of Netherworld Fire will be mine." Yuan Jun had a smile on his face.

Then he turned his gaze to Wei Xun and others.

"Do you Qingyuan Miaodao Temple also want to meddle in other people's business?"

Wei Xun did not respond. She slowly said to the old men beside her: "Ancestors, let's do it."

Several old men attacked together.

They all practiced the Qingyuan Mysterious Dao Technique.

Several people rushed towards Yuan’s army.

Pitch-black flames gushed out of Yuan Jun's body.

The Netherworld Fire protected him within it.

Those old men fought evenly with Yuan Jun.

If it weren't for the Netherworld Fire, these people would definitely win.

But now that Yuan Jun has the blessing of the Netherworld Fire, the old guys are no longer able to gain the upper hand.

They must always be careful about being contaminated by the Netherworld Fire.

Yuan Jun rushed towards Wei Xun, completely releasing the Netherworld Fire, and then rushed towards an old man.

With the blessing of the Netherworld Fire, he was like a god of war.

Welcome the attacks of these old men.

An old man's right arm was accidentally contaminated with the Netherworld Fire. It took him three years of practice to isolate the Netherworld Fire.

Yuan Jun was in an advantageous position throughout the whole process.

Wei Xun was extremely anxious.

She didn't know how to help Mo Lin out of trouble now, so she could only watch.

Yuan's army suddenly changed direction and launched an attack on Wei Xun.

Wei Xun was the weakest person among everyone present.

She couldn't avoid Yuan Jun's methods at all and was caught by Yuan Jun. The next moment, the pitch-black flames directly touched Wei Xun's body.

Wei Xun was instantly covered in flames.

There was a heart-wrenching scream.

Wei Xun was completely desperate at this moment.

She even thought she was going to die.
Wei Xun suddenly found that he seemed to be fine.

The painful burning sensation disappeared in just a moment.

Only then did Wei Xun see that Mo Lin's palm was on her shoulder, and all the Netherworld Fire in her body was absorbed by Mo Lin.

"You take a rest, leave the rest to me."

Mo Lin's methods at this time were exactly the same as Yuan Jun's.

Just now, Yuan Jun used the Netherworld Fire to burn Mo Lin, but not only did it not burn Mo Lin to death, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Mo Lin.

Completely mastered the Netherworld Fire.

"You kid, you're not dead..."

Seeing that Mo Lin was not dead, Yuan Jun shouted angrily.

He didn't want to see this result.

Mo Lin didn't waste any words and rushed towards Yuan's army using the Netherworld Fire.

The battle at this time belonged to Mo Lin and Yuan Jun.

Those old men all withdrew from the battle tacitly.

This battle is no longer something they can interfere with.

Two terrifying flames merged together.

The explosive breath spread in all directions.

The black flames spread all around at this time.

The black flames shot out more than one meter high.

Wei Xun and others couldn't stay there any longer and had no choice but to go down the mountain.

They had just come down the mountain.

Behind, the entire mountain was covered in black flames.

This is the horror of the Netherworld Fire.

At this time, Mo Lin was fighting with Yuan Jun in the black flames.

"Boy, you and I are equally strong. It's hard to tell who will win today." Yuan Jun snorted coldly at Mo Lin.

He fought with Mo Lin for thirty minutes and they were evenly matched.

"I'm sorry.. you misunderstood. I'm much better than you."

"You only have the Netherworld Fire as your trump card, but I am different."

So Mo Lin took out a magic weapon.

Ruler.

Mo Lin waved the ruler, and the Netherworld Fire around him gathered like a tide, and then rushed towards Yuan Jun with the power of the ruler.

Yuan Jun was fully focused, preparing to resist Mo Lin's attack.

"Pfft."

A black figure attacked from the side and pierced Yuan Jun's chest with a spear.

Yuan Jun fell to the ground, and he saw Du Kui's figure behind him unwillingly.

I had planned everything, but I didn't expect to be ambushed.

Yuan's army fell.

Mo Lin brought over another portion of Netherworld Fire.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he refined another portion of the Netherworld Fire, and then successfully combined the two portions of the Netherworld Fire into one.

At this moment, Mo Lin's power was sublimated again.

Another way to save your life.

After Mo Lin came down the mountain, it was already past three o'clock.

Wei Xun was still standing at the foot of the mountain, anxiously waiting for Mo Lin.

Wei Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Mo Lin descend the mountain safely.

"Uncle-master, are you okay?" Wei Xun asked Mo Lin with concern.

"It's okay, it's been resolved." Mo Lin replied slowly.

"That man came to see you and has been waiting for you for a long time." Wei Xun pointed at a man beside him and said to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin looked at the man, who had a scar on his face and was a little shorter than Mo Lin.

"Who are you?" Mo Lin asked the man puzzledly.

"Your sister has asked for a place for you. Go to the western suburbs and take part in the competition in three days."

"Quota? What quota?" Mo Lin had no idea what was going on.

"Your sister said that you are in a lot of trouble now and need a suitable identity to gain a foothold in Xuyue City. This quota is a ticket, a ticket that allows you to join the top forces." The man said to Mo Lin again.

He didn't explain much and just turned and left.

Mo Lin was left alone, standing there with a bewildered look on his face.

This person spoke like a riddle, leaving Mo Lin completely confused.

(End of this chapter)