God after all

Chapter 142 Journey to the Underworld
In the center of the array alms hall, use a pen dipped in ink to draw in the invisible mid-air, drawing a circle with a diameter of two meters.

Inside the circle, there are nine circles organized by strange-shaped runes. The nine circles surround the center of the circle, and a statue of Hades is painted in the center of the circle.

This formation is called "Fudoshen Yin", which forcibly connects with the space of the underworld, and opens a space spirit door in the formation.

"Where are you going in the underworld?"

"capital."

With the hand holding the ink pen, Youfeng casually wrote the four characters "Lost City" in mid-air.

The four characters are the core password to open the underworld, and they will automatically float to the Pluto statue depicted in simple strokes.

A gray, cold light burst out from the center of the circle, flickering with lost colors.

The runes and strange characters in the nine circles were all mysteriously glowing, spinning crazily.

The hall was shrouded in dazzling icy light, and every object in it lost its original color.

"Okay."

You Feng retreated to the side of the formation, making way for Leng Ji.

"But only for an hour."

The grand and shining light will absorb the sound, and Youfeng is not sure if he can hear what he said clearly when the silent walk into the Lengji in the formation.

He was still worried, walked over to Fudoshenyin, and pointed at a black gap with a figure height:

"The array can only last for an hour, you go early and come back early!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the twenty-inch wide gap closed instantly.

The Pluto statue weakened its brilliance, the nine circles of runes stopped spinning, and the formation that was quietly suspended in midair returned to a static state.

On the other side, it enters into the cold silence that does not move, and travels through the dimensional space to the capital city of the underworld.

The formation connecting this world of the dead appeared on a broken wall, and a young man in a golden silk robe came out through the wall and walked out of an empty alley where there were few undead.

The decayed and desolate appearance wraps every corner of the Lost City, and the sky and the earth will always visit here, without the sunshine of the sun and the bright moon.

The thick and turbid air is really not suitable for living people to breathe.

Even a strong person like Leng Ji will feel suffocated and oppressed. Walking here is like entering a closed space, unable to feel the wind flow, a kind of coercive resistance binds the body, and the cold paralysis like electric shock permeates all limbs.

Although it is not easy to move forward, the Leng Ji figure is still calm and at ease.

The last time I came to the capital was because of the awakening of Black Yahweh's divine power, and he didn't experience any discomfort.

This time, although there is an indestructible vestment to protect the mortal body, he is a living person after all, and it is still a little bit reluctant to walk in such a place where even the air is dead.

This place is indeed a realm of death that even the gods are afraid of!

Among the tens of thousands of undead, no one has found any aliens mixed in.

They roam the vast capital all the time and are called "wandering undead".

After death, the soul will fall into the underworld and become a member of this wandering team.

But this is just the beginning, the real trial is still to come, and they will be sent to different places according to their life and deeds.

There is more than one such lost city in the underworld, and there are countless others.

The Lost City was designated as the capital of the underworld because Hades lived here.

As one of the descendants of the ancestor of the oldest gods, the Hades Chenhuang is not inferior to the Lord of Heaven, and he is considered a very prestigious existence among the gods.

The ancestor of all gods gave him the "Eye of the Demon Spirit", which is a supreme and noble honor in the eyes of the gods!Although he did not inherit the pure blood of the ancestor of the gods.

His palace was built in the center of the lost city, resplendent and magnificent, as if the sanctuary of the kingdom of gods came here.

In the eternally dark and lost capital, this majestic and radiant sanctuary is the sun in the hearts of the undead.

Leng Ji approached the sun and sneaked into the location of Pluto silently.

On the way he met Kurosawa.

This man appeared without warning, but it alarmed the undead present, so thousands of eyes all cast their eyes in the same direction.

"I am here to meet you under the order of Hades."

The undead closest to Mr. Hei Wuchang consciously retreated to the side, quietly acting as onlookers, while curiously looking at the mysterious man in the golden silk robe.

Leng Ji always wore that very ordinary black mask on his face, and his eyes were filled with deep and distant colors.

Just by noticing his dark purple eyes that did not show the whites of his eyes, all the witnesses felt the coldness of their jaws chattering, instinctively shunned and did not want to approach him, and gave him a way wider than Heiwuchang.

Some undead simply hid behind Hei Wuchang and shivered.

Leng Ji approached Heisawa silently, not even saying a word, not even the curiosity of why Pluto saw through his coming to the Lost City.

Seeing such a silent and lonely young man who was the most lonely in the world, the corner of Kurosawa's mouth couldn't help but pull out a helpless wry smile.

"You really came just as you said it."

Shut up.He turned around and led the way for the ruthless handsome young man.

The undead watching eagerly watched the two figures leave and go away one after the other, and the path of retreat stretched endlessly to the Temple of Hades.

I don't know how long time has passed, but it seems that a long time has passed.

The undead vaguely saw a figure coming out of the palace filled with light—it was the mysterious man in the golden silk robe.

The number of undead gathered outside the palace was more than double that of before, and dense figures filled all directions.

The undead have stayed here for a long time, just to watch this uninvited guest who stepped into the palace of Hades—who the hell is he?

In this world full of the breath of death, it is an incredible miracle that there are still such aliens who dare to take risks here.

"Look, that robe on him is very special!"

In such a decayed and dark realm, the Silent Man walking on the ground was wearing a robe woven with gold silk, with a gleaming hazy light all over his body, beautiful, quiet, mysterious and elusive.

No one knows where he came from and where he is going.

The undead didn't dare to obstruct him, they gave way to him one after another, they only dared to cast their eyes on him, and no one dared to rashly follow him.

Until he walked far, far away, the undead didn't take back their gazes, and kept staring at his back in a daze.

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Leng Ji came back to the human world at the last moment, and walked out safely from the formation that was about to disappear.

Squeezing the cold sweat for him, Youfeng breathed a sigh of relief,

"How? How's the situation?"

"The hiding place of the dark nobles is in the forbidden area of ​​the Forgotten City."

After hearing this, Youfeng turned pale, unexpectedly getting involved in the Forgotten City again.

"Should we rush over now...or?"

Asking for advice, Youfeng took out the mobile phone in his pocket to call someone, but he didn't notice that Leng Ji walked around behind him.

The pain from the beating came from the back of his neck, and he fainted instantly, and his limp body was firmly supported by a pair of hands.

Leng Ji placed You Feng on the sofa to sleep.

You Feng's call to Murong Yuan hadn't been dialed yet, Leng Ji picked up the cell phone that fell on the floor, and dialed a number by himself.

Ten minutes later, two ghost killers arrived.

Leng Ji ordered them to go to the Demon City in the southern border of the Demon Realm, and deliver the indestructible vestment to Kongzang Lingjie.

The Ghost Killer took the order, but stuck in place and did not leave in time.

"What's wrong?" Leng Ji didn't understand why they still didn't leave.

"Now not only the City of Jiuhua, but people from all over the world are looking for you."

"Yes."

Responding to two words indifferently, Leng Ji fell into silence.

Looking at the leader sitting on the sofa, the ghost killer felt that his figure was extremely melancholy and lonely.

(End of this chapter)