I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 548 Don't Talk, Just Watch!

The hoisted ghost would have been wiped out under the corrosion of the water of the Wangchuan River, but the ghost's body is recovering quickly.

Yang Feng found that he couldn't feel any spiritual power from the person in front of him at all.

"Hurry up!"

Yang Feng quickly grabbed the thread, if the guy on the boat didn't care about him, he might die here.

This fishing line looks very thin, but it can easily bear Yang Feng's weight.While the thread was dragging Yang Feng out, he suddenly felt extremely refreshed, and felt that the water in the Wangchuan River had a special suction, as if he didn't want him to leave.

Yang Feng stepped onto the boat under the pulling of the fishing line.

"Thank you, senior. I wonder if senior can send this junior to the shore?" Although the person in front of him looks very young, he can guess it even if he guesses it. Appeared above the Wangchuan River.

This boat should belong to Taoist Tsing Yi, no matter what method this young man used to occupy this boat, it is enough to show that he is a master.

If it wasn't for someone's help, Yang Feng felt that the spiritual power in his body would not be able to move him in the water. This Wangchuan River is really weird.

The young man in white moved the fishing rod in his hand and said, "If you want to go, go by yourself and let go of my line!"

Yang Feng quickly let go of the line in his hand, just subconsciously squeezed the line tightly, and then was anxious to go to the shore after coming up, and didn't let go of the fishing line in time.

"You take this fishhook, and then walk over by yourself." The young man in white shook the fishing rod, and the straight hook on the fishing line was actually shaken off.

The hook did not fall, but just floated in the air.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, seeing the gesture of the young man in white, he actually wanted him to take the fishhook.

"Senior, are you?"

"I don't have the leisure to ferry you over there, take this fishhook, Wang Chuanhe dare not swallow you!"

Yang Feng picked up the hook.

"You lost!" The moment he took the hook, the voice of the young man in white came from Yang Feng's ear.

And his own figure suddenly fell downwards, and even landed on the river.

Without him, the boat is gone!
Naturally, the young man in white on the boat also disappeared.

And Yang Feng himself stepped on the water with his feet down-to-earth, as if the ground under his feet was not water, but land.

Walking on water is easy for Yang Feng now.

But this is the Wangchuan River, and no one can explain the endless changes. Yang Feng should not even be able to use his spiritual power, but he can easily step on the water.

Yang Feng looked at the straight fishhook in the palm of his hand, and there was a faint light on the fishhook, obviously it was this thing that allowed him to walk on the Wangchuan River.

"Why did he say I lost?" Yang Feng recalled the sentence that the young man in white said when he left, he couldn't help sweating on his back.

I have never competed, how could I lose?

Are you talking to someone else?
Yang Feng looked around and saw countless ghosts and evil spirits jumping into the Wangchuan River one after another.

Yang Feng can no longer control this place, his time is limited.

Since the Tsing Yi Taoist is gone, Yang Feng can only skip here and go to find the Hidden Dragon Talisman and Butian City to pick him up.

Yang Feng stepped forward and walked straight to the bank of Wangchuan River.

He threw the hidden dragon talisman in the corner of the underworld, and it won't take long to find it, and other places in the underworld can walk on the clouds, and they must be able to fly with the sword. Although time is tight, it is not too late.

The ghosts in the underworld ignored Yang Feng and rushed into the Wangchuan River one after another.The voice of the Qingling celestial girl could not be heard after Yang Feng got the fishhook, but judging from the performance of these ghosts, they should all know that jumping in can reincarnate from death.

When Yang Feng reached the shore, he suddenly found that the bull's head and horse face were on the shore, and there were a lot of ghosts behind them.

Yang Feng, a big living person, unexpectedly appeared in the underworld, and at such a special time, the bull's head and horse's face immediately became tense.

"It's troublesome"

Ordinary ghosts, even if Yang Feng didn't have the power in that pill, he wouldn't be a little worried, and anyone who dared to block the way Yang Feng could even kill him.

But after all, the bull head and horse face are in charge of the order of the king of hell, and these two people still have strength. Although Yang Feng has the Golden Body Pill and will not suffer any harm, he must not be held back by the other party.

Yang Feng just paused for a while, and continued to walk towards the shore.

Ma looked at the situation and said to Niutou: "This seems to be just a practitioner, why did he appear at this time?"

Niutou's voice turned cold: "This cultivator may want to come in to find relatives and friends who have been taken back to the underworld, otherwise how could he come at this time?"

Niu Tau Ma Mian originally met Yang Feng once, but the two of them worked in the underworld, and they didn't know how many ghosts they saw in a day, so they could no longer distinguish people by their faces.Even when some gods came a long time ago, they all relied on the aura of the gods to distinguish them.

"Do you need to take care of it?" Ma's expression was eager to try.

Niutou directly raised the order of Hades, and said righteously: "This is natural. It is a rule to open the gate of ghosts on the Ghost Festival, but the stunts cannot be made by people from Yangjian to take people away. All ghosts can only rely on their own abilities. Crossing the Wangchuan River, since this person dares to come, let him come and go."

The bull's head and horse face waved to signal the ghosts behind him to get out of the way. The abilities of these ghosts are only a little higher than ordinary ghosts, and they are nothing in front of practitioners.

Finally, Yang Feng reached the shore.

There were too many ghosts on the shore, and all the ghosts rushed in frantically, even if they knew it was dangerous to go in, they still rushed in frantically.

This scene reminded Yang Feng of the scene when the dam was released, and it looked very similar to that.

It's just that what the dam releases is the water of the river, and what it merges into is the boundless ocean.

What rushed out here were endless ghosts, and what merged into the endless abyss. '

Go in at one end and never come out again.

With such a terrifying number of ghosts blending in, the Wangchuan River has no other changes except that it is getting wider and wider.

"Quantitative change is equal to qualitative change." Yang Feng took a look at Wang Chuanhe, and he had a guess.As long as enough ghosts are incorporated, some kind of mutation may occur in this Wangchuanhe.

And this mutation was probably intentionally caused by some beings in the dark.

"Cultivator, do you know where this is?"

"Underworld" Yang Feng still walked forward, he didn't seem worried at all.

The bull-headed horse looked at each other, and was about to sacrifice the order of the king of Hades, which was a real artifact.

Yang Feng unhurriedly clicked on the phone, and a dragon scale appeared in his hand.

The bull's head suddenly retracted.

Ma Mian looked over in confusion.

Niutou said with a sad face, "I gave the dragon scale to the gods, this, this, this..."

Yang Feng didn't even look at them directly, he just ordered when passing by: "Don't talk, just watch."

(End of this chapter)