The three great emperors of the underworld have remained unchanged in ancient times, but they are not eternal, but also have a life span. Generally, the life span of a emperor of the Underworld is 100 million years. After 100 million years, they will fall, and then a new emperor of the Underworld is born on their corpses.

Although the three great emperors cannot leave the underworld, there are also many powerful beings who will go to the underworld and trade with the three great emperors. Therefore, some descendants with the bloodline of the underworld will appear in different planes.

Yang Feng looked into the distance and saw a vast and boundless River Styx that penetrated the sky and connected countless planes. The River Styx was constantly evaporating, and waves of dark energy surged out of the River Styx and spread all over the world.

That River of Styx is the ultimate destination of all life and souls in the universe.

Even if the eternal eternal person falls and the eternal mark collapses, the soul will eventually return to the Styx and be decomposed by the Styx.

Even if the gods in the universe hide in the kingdom of God, their souls will be weakened slightly. Even if they can live for hundreds of millions of years, their souls will eventually decay and fall into the Styx.

Above the Styx, one soul phantom after another landed in the Styx. Once it fell into the Styx, it was directly decomposed by the Styx and disappeared.

On the edge of the Styx River, there are soul thieves made of bones, covered with a layer of soul cloak, and holding a bone spoon.

Souls fall from the edge of the Styx, and those soul thieves will pounce on them like hyenas, swinging their bone spoons to scoop at the souls.

When those bone spoons touch those souls, they will be pulled by the bone spoon and fall into the hands of those soul thieves.

Those lower souls are processed into low-level soul coins. More advanced souls will be processed into soul stones. The best souls will be treated as treasures by those soul thieves and presented to the kings of the underworld in the underworld.

In the underworld, the three great emperors are dominated by the underworld.

Below the three great emperors are the eighteen holy saints, and beneath the holy saints are the kings of the underworld.

Those kings of the underworld are the strong men who deal with various things in the underworld. The three great emperors and the eighteen holy saints generally do not know how to manage the ministers.

"Sisters of Qian, it's so stupid that you dare to come to the underworld!!"

A terrifying wind from the underworld blew from a distance. In the wind from the underworld, a dragon ghost from the underworld who was covered with a layer of underworld aura, but exuded a trace of strange dragon energy walked towards this side step by step.

The dragon ghost in the underworld was filled with terrifying waves of the Netherworld energy of the universe. He looked at the Qian sisters with a joke on his face, like a big cat who was sure to win and teased two little mice.

Qian Yingying looked at Chen Feihai pitifully and begged softly: "Brother Chen Feihai, help us."

The ghost dragon in the underworld glanced at Chen Feihai, a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You want to stand up for them?"

Chen Feihai said decisively: "This lord is Chen Feihai, the legitimate son of the Chen family in Xiayuyuan Mansion. I just met these two women by chance and had no intention of standing up for them."

The ghost dragon in the underworld frowned slightly and said lightly: "The Chen family of Yuyuan Mansion, your family has something to do with me. Get out of here and watch, I won't kill you."

"Yes! Sir!"

A hint of humiliation flashed in Chen Feihai's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and stood quietly.

Although the ghost dragon in the underworld only emits power fluctuations of the universe level, in this underworld, even a powerful man of the warlock king level may not be the opponent of the ghost dragon in the underworld.

Qian Meimei gritted her teeth and said, "Third Underworld, how did you discover us?"

The third Nether Envoy smiled coldly and said, "This time it's our Soul Nether Clan's turn in the Nether Clan. The entire Nether Moon Sea and Nether Moon Island make our Soul Nether Clan's people. Come here and fall into the trap. Give up, the Bone Nether Emperor is destined to die this time! After hundreds of thousands of years, a new Bone Nether Emperor will be born. Why do you come to the underworld to die for Him?"

"Is the Bone Emperor going to die?"

Yang Feng's thoughts moved slightly, and countless curse seals shone in the [Mirror of Fate] on his body, causing a ripple, and then he returned to peace, but there was no indication.

Yang Feng frowned slightly: "Sure enough, the news about the Bone Emperor cannot be sensed. The underworld is also one of the few worlds in this universe that cannot be sensed by my power."

After advancing to eternity, Yang Feng is already invincible in the world of warlocks. The creation of the eternal treasure [Mirror of Fate] also means that there is no secret to Yang Feng in most places in the world of warlocks.

Only the destination of all the dead in the underworld, under the interference of the great power of the Styx, is as powerful as Yang Feng, and cannot be able to be omniscient and omnipotent and peek at all secrets.

Qian Meimei looked directly at the Third Nether Envoy and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Once the Bone Emperor falls, a new Bone Emperor will be born in hundreds of thousands of years. However, the new Bone Emperor has forgotten everything in the past. It is equivalent to being dead. He is the ancestor of our clan and the source of strength. Even if we have to pay any price, we will not give up saving Him. Today's affairs have nothing to do with them. The Third Nether Envoy, please let them go."

"them?"

The third black messenger glanced coldly at Yang Feng and the Lord of Death, smiled contemptuously, and said coldly: "You two lowly things. Kneel down and lick my toes. I may consider letting you live."

In the underworld, even a powerful man at the level of a warlock is not the opponent of the Third Underworld envoy, and he has developed his arrogant and arrogant personality.

Yang Feng glanced at the third Ming Envoy and chuckled, "Let us have a way out? This is a lie. Do you want to sneak attack and kill us while we are kneeling down?"

With the terrifying power of the Eternal One, Yang Feng saw through the heart of the Third Underworld at a glance.

"You are so smart. Unfortunately, in this world, the smarter you are, the earlier you die!"

The third dark envoy was told by Yang Feng, and a trace of extremely cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. The endless dark energies spread over his right claw, turning into a afterimage, stabbing towards Yang Feng with one claw.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Chen Feihai's eyes, and he sneered in his heart: "It's so stupid. You dare to provoke the people of the Underworld in this underworld. You really don't know how to live or die."

"careful!!"

Qian Meimei's pretty face changed and she reminded loudly.

Yang Feng looked at the Third Nether Envoy with a joke. As long as he revealed his true nature, even if he stood there and let the Third Nether Envoy fight for ten thousand years, he would not be able to hurt him at all.

The Lord of Death, who was standing quietly beside Yang Feng, took a look and took a step directly, blocked Yang Feng, reached out to the third underworld commander, and a terrifying force of life and death exploded instantly.

"Who are you……"

A look of shock flashed in the third dark messenger's eyes. Before he could finish his words, his body collapsed inch by inch, turning into dust and drifted with the wind.

A hint of confusion flashed through Chen Feihai's eyes, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes: "The Third Underworld envoy died like this? Is this great figure in the underworld dead like this?"

"So strong!! Who is that person? He killed the Third Underworld Envoy with just one blow. Such a strong man actually looked like the guard of that person. Who is that person?"

Qian Meimei glanced at Yang Feng deeply, and a look of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Qian Meimei gritted her teeth and came to Yang Feng and persuaded: "Sir, this third envoy is the confidant of the Dragon King. Since He was killed, the Dragon King will never give up!! You can escape quickly!! In this underworld, even the Holy Spirit Warlock is not an opponent of the Dragon King."

Yang Feng smiled faintly and said, "They are here!!"

In the void, bursts of dark energy swelled, and ten warships made of various bones, three thousand meters long flew towards this side.

Above those warships, there were strange-shaped warriors in the underworld made of various skeletons.

On a skeleton throne on the top of a warship led by the leader, there was a dragon-headed human body, covered with a terrifying aura of the underworld and a strong man with cold eyes.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Chen Feihai's eyes, and his heart was filled with malicious thoughts: "King Long Ming! He is a peerless powerful man who has killed the human holy spirit warrior. Since he has taken action himself, these two people are dead regardless of their origin."

Qian Yingying's delicate body trembled, a look of despair flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she cried out in dismay: "King Long Ming, how could he take action himself? How could it come so quickly!"

"The human race is the strong man, did you kill my subordinate, the third underworld envoy?"

At the top of the battleship, the King of Long Ming looked cold, looking down at Yang Feng high above, and asked in a cold voice.

Yang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "That's right!!"

The King of Long Ming said ruthlessly: "Very good, since that's the case, you should take your own life!! As long as you commit suicide, I will forgive your sins. Otherwise, I will kill you, draw your bloodline, curse your clan, and let your clan's bloodline be cut off."

Yang Feng said lightly: "I haven't been threatened like this for a long time. I'm in a good mood today, you can commit suicide! I can give you a whole body."

"The stubborn and unscrupulous!! The Demon-Styx Formation!"

The Long Ming King's eyes were cold and he shouted sternly.

The ten underworld warships suddenly burst out countless mysterious curse seals, as if they were communicating with the River Styx, which had infinite power and was transformed by the rules of death.

A vast and boundless phantom of the River Styx emerged in the void, piercing through the universe, sweeping directly towards Yang Feng.

The Styx Demon-Suppressing Array is the killer weapon of the Dragon and Nether King. Even a strong man of the Great Saint level, he will lose all his memories and become an idiot when he is wiped by the Styx Phantom.

"Excellent, in this underworld, this magic can even kill the Great Sage!!"

Yang Feng smiled faintly, exclaimed and poked.

Countless mysterious curse seals shone, a huge, eternal and immortal, piercing through the past, present, and future fingers suddenly emerged, pointing above the phantom of the River Styx just like Mount Tai pressing over.
Chapter completed!