Qin Feng Take one step forward, and the void in front of you is like a fragile piece of cloth, easily torn open by a dark crack by an invisible hand.
When he reappeared, he was already on the dividing line between Yin and Yang.
The city was in vain.
This huge city standing on the edge of the underworld is shrouded by the gloomy wind all year round. There are hundreds of millions of lonely ghosts wandering around the city and outside it.
Most of them are unconscious, with only the strongest obsessions left in their lives. They cry and howl day after day, filling the world with a numbing resentment.
However, the moment Qin Feng appeared, the howling ghosts and ghosts that had lasted for countless thousands of years came to an abrupt end.
It was as if someone had pressed the pause button.
All the wandering ghosts, whether they were ghost soldiers on the city wall or wandering ghosts in the wilderness, stopped at the same time, turned their heads and looked at the uninvited guest.
What kind of existence is that?
He just stood there quietly, not emitting any Magic Power fluctuations from his body.
But in the perception of these ghosts, he is like a bright sun appearing out of thin air in the netherworld!
The most yang and the most strong, even mixed with a trace of the pure aura of Chaos Origin, for these evil creatures, it is 10,000 times more terrifying than the most powerful poison!
"Ah--"
The nearest fierce ghost didn't even have time to react. Under the illumination of the invisible "sunlight", he let out a short and extremely painful scream. His entire soul was like a ignited newspaper, instantly turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating without a trace.
Quiet.
Deathly silence.
If the crying just now was noise, then the silence at this moment was the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow.
"Run! Run quickly!"
I don't know which ghost king reacted first and let out a scream that was so frightened that it changed its tone.
The whole city exploded in an instant.
Billions of ghosts are like mice that have seen a cat, or like ants that have been poked into their nest, running madly in all directions.
They didn't even dare to go through the gates of the City of Wasted Death anymore. Instead, they crowded and trampled on each other, desperately trying to stay away from the terrifying "luminous body".
For a moment, ghosts stepped on ghosts, souls clashed with souls, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Qin Feng looked at this funny scene, just glanced at it lightly, and then withdrew his gaze.
A group of trash fish that are not even cannon fodder are not worth wasting any of his energy.
He ignored these scurrying ghosts, his figure swayed, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight towards the deeper parts of the nether world.
All the ghosts and ghosts he passed along the way fled and took the initiative to make way for him.
Soon, an endless sea of blood appeared at the end of his field of vision.
The sea is so vast that it seems to have no boundaries.
On the sea surface, the waves were turbulent, rolling with blood as thick as pulp. Every time it was struck, there was a "crash" sound, as if countless wronged souls were wailing.
A pungent stench hit his face. It was a filthy air mixed with endless resentment, Killing Intent, and death. It was enough to make a Daluo Golden Immortal's Primordial Spirit covered in dust and Dao Heart damaged.
In the sea, countless twisted remnant souls and resentful spirits can be vaguely seen, floating and struggling in the bloody water, making silent screams, making this Blood Sea appear even more terrifying and weird.
Netherworld Blood Sea.
Primordial World One of the few forbidden places, under the saint, those who step into it will almost die.
The figure of Qin Feng stopped at the edge of the Blood Sea.
He looked at this legendary restricted area and frowned slightly.
It's not because I'm afraid, but I simply feel... this place is too dirty and smelly.
The moment Qin Feng stepped into the sky above Blood Sea.
"Boom!"
A powerful, evil, terrifying Spiritual Sense, full of killing and destruction, suddenly rose into the sky from the deepest part of the Blood Sea!
This Spiritual Sense is far more powerful than the ordinary Quasi-Saint, and has almost touched the threshold of a saint.
Blood Sea was churning, and a huge barrier made of billions of tons of blood rose from the ground, like a blood-colored sky wall, instantly blocking Qin Feng's path.
A cold and arrogant voice sounded directly in Qin Feng's mind.
"This is Minghe Blood Sea, a forbidden area for living beings!"
"Whoever is coming, stop quickly, otherwise, you will become a drop of blood in my Blood Sea!"
There was an undoubted dominance and warning in that voice.
Blood Sea deep, Nether River Palace in the palace.
A Daoist wearing a blood-colored Daoist robe and a sinister face was sitting cross-legged on Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus.
It is the owner of the Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe.
He sensed an unfamiliar yet extremely powerful aura of a creature intruding into his territory, and immediately took action to test it.
"Hmph, such rich Chaos Qi, such pure origin..."
The corner of Ancestor Minghe's mouth evoked a cruel sneer.
"Another idiot who broke into the Blood Sea without knowing anything about life or death. Just in time, if I swallow you, my cultivation level may improve a little bit more."
In his opinion, if Blood Sea doesn't do it, Minghe will not die.
In this domain that belongs to him, even if the saint comes in person, he cannot easily capture him.
Although the aura in front of him is strong, he is not a saint after all. He is just nourishment brought to his door.
However, the next second.
The sneer on Ancestor Minghe's face completely solidified.
I saw above Blood Sea, facing the bloody barrier that could crush Quasi-Saint, and that extremely overbearing warning.
Qin Feng didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.
He just stretched out a finger and pointed it lightly at the blood-colored sky wall.
There was no earth-shattering noise, no earth-shattering fluctuations.
Just a little bit.
"Click..."
There was a soft sound like glass breaking.
The bloody barrier, which was condensed by billions of tons of blood and contained the original power of Ancestor Minghe, was like a burst soap bubble. Starting from the point of Qin Feng's fingertips, it was suddenly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Immediately afterwards.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The entire bloody sky wall, together with the powerful Spiritual Sense belonging to Ancestor Minghe contained in it, exploded into a sky full of blood mist.
No, not even the blood mist is left.
Under Qin Feng's finger, all the blood and water, all Spiritual Sense, were completely wiped out and evaporated directly from the heaven and earth by an incomprehensible terrifying force, without leaving even a trace.
"Poof!"
Blood Sea deep, Nether River Palace in the palace.
Ancestor Minghe, who was sitting cross-legged on Karmic Fire Red Lotus, suddenly trembled, opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of dark golden blood.
The blood on his sinister face instantly faded and turned completely white, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented horror and terror.
"Impossible!"
He screamed, his voice becoming shrill with fear.
His Spiritual Sense has been erased!
Not defeated, not severely injured, but completely and completely wiped out from the source!
It's as if that Spiritual Sense has never existed!
What a terrifying method this is!
What a domineering force this is!
Even a saint would never be able to do it so easily and effortlessly!
"Who... is this?!"
Ancestor Minghe's Dao Heart, at this moment, was shrouded in a huge fear.
He no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance and cruelty he had just now, only endless horror remained.
He stared intently at the figure in white in the water mirror, who was still calm and calm, as if he had just swatted a fly to death, his mind running rapidly.
So young, so powerful, so domineering...
When did such a terrifying existence appear in Primordial World that even he had never heard of?
Wait!
A piece of news that spread throughout Primordial World not long ago flashed through his mind like lightning.
Slap Yuanshi! Shake the saint hard!
Shelter Sanxiao and establish Goddess Immortal Alliance!
Could it be... it's him?!
As soon as this thought appeared, I could no longer contain it.
Ancestor Minghe's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
It's him! It must be him!
Apart from the taboo being who dares to shame even the saints, who else among these Primordial World has such terrifying strength?!
When he thought that he had actually tried to devour the other person just now, Ancestor Minghe felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the sky, and the whole Primordial Spirit was trembling crazily.
I... did I dance in front of Ghost Gate Pass just now?
"He... what is he doing here at the Blood Sea? Is he here to trouble me?"
Ancestor Minghe was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating, and he tried desperately to recall whether he had offended any goddess recently.
But then he thought about it, it was wrong!
After this terrifying existence broke through his own barrier, the direction he headed was not his own Nether River Palace palace, but... the direction of Six Paths of Reincarnation deep in the underworld!
He's not here to find me!
He was looking for trouble... with those bald donkeys?!
After figuring this out, Ancestor Minghe first let out a long sigh of relief, and then, an indescribable feeling of ecstasy and schadenfreude filled his heart.
Good guy!
This evil god actually went for Western Teachings!
There's something good to watch now!
Qin Feng naturally does not know the rich inner drama of Ancestor Minghe.
He broke through the barrier of overestimation with one finger, never looked at the Blood Sea again, and continued to fly in the direction of Six Paths of Reincarnation, unhurriedly.
Houtu, your backer will be here soon.