Chapter 67: Xi Fangping

The establishment of the Yin Cao Jifu was the first great merit after the creation of the world.

Extradition of the ghosts of all living beings in the sun, reincarnation, all future generations to establish religion, create human beings, and establish the Heaven Court, are based on this. The creation of a Samsara system for all creatures and all creatures can be described as immense merit.

Because of this, even if Heavenly Dao collapsed for thousands of years, the Yin Cao Difu was still able to maintain its basic operation, ensuring that the air luck would not be lost in an instant.

The construction of the underworld was transformed by the power of a witch in the Primordial Primordial Period. Jiuyou Yellow Springs, Naihe Golden Bridge, Zhatianbaigai, Liudao**, etc., were once Magical Items of the witches.

It was the ancient witch tribe who made such a great sacrifice. Even in the Lich Great Tribulation, the witch tribe was able to preserve the last trace of luck. If the underworld is immortal, the witch tribe will live forever.

Only the origin of the eighteenth floors of The Underworld is somewhat unclear.

Legend has it that the eighteenth floors of The Underworld are actually eighteen continents. The ancient witches dispatched countless great witches and moved them abruptly from the universe with great magic power. These continents are uninhabited, Spiritual Qi is lost, and no one is vying for it, but it is just suitable to be used as the foundation of The Underworld.

Under the eighteenth floor of The Underworld, there is actually another floor, which is Taihua Mountain in the Earth Immortals world. It is not known how many times smaller than The Underworld on the eighteenth floor, hanging in the heavy turbid air, floating with the Underworld on the eighteenth floor.

It was the first time that Lin Baixuan had used Dijiang’s supernatural powers. He was cautiously in front of him, looking down layer by layer on the eighteenth floor of The Underworld. After arriving, I felt proficient, and I used a little bit more force, and even directly passed the space of the knife saw The Underworld, and fell into the Taihua Mountain.

It is also a crooked beating, this Taihua Mountain originally had an immortal who was one of the twelve golden immortals of Yuqing. After Heavenly Dao collapsed, even with the Cultivation Base of his Taiyi Golden Immortal, he couldn’t help the erosion of Deva’s five decays, and immediately disintegrated in the palace where he was practicing.

Before dying, he used his own treasure, the Purple Ribbon Immortal Yi, to wrap the Xiantian Killing Supreme Treasure Slaughter Sword, and tried his best to delay Deva’s five decay, leaving a trace for the Slaughter Sword.



Never thought that now this Slaughter Immortal Sword fell into Lin Baixuan’s hands.

He was overjoyed to get this Slaughter Immortal Sword. Turning Taihua Mountain upside down again, confirming that there was nothing left out, and then happily holding the Slaughter Immortal Sword and returned to the grave of Luanhungang.

At almost the same moment, on the endless snowy wilderness in Yang Shi, a figure walking in embarrassment suddenly appeared.

This person is about thirty years old, looks a bit simple and honest, but has a firm expression, and walks forward step by step.

He crouched, panting quickly, and bleeding from dozens of wounds on his body, looking extremely oozing.

The blood ran down, but there was no trace of blood on the ground.

There are no footprints in the deep snow, along the way!

Look at this middle-aged man, walking without touching the ground, he turned out to be a ghost!

“Leave the green hills, no worries about no firewood. My grievance is not yet clear, and this heart will not die. I must continue to sue! Until the grievance is cleared…”

Seeing a sudden cold, the lead cloud was low, and the cold wind gradually became bitter. Not long after, the road was full of wind and snow.

He gritted his teeth and continued to trek hard on the road.

“Xi Fangping, where are you going?” Qiongyu flew away in the snowy field with a bang.

The heavy snow flew, a tall and thin body blocked the way, with his hands on his back, standing proudly like a javelin, coldly shouted: “Yan Jun suspects that you will not go back, and you will find someone to file a complaint. It seems so.”

At the same time, more than a dozen figures flew over from all directions, surrounding the middle-aged man.

One of the ghost soldiers shouted: “You, slippery fellow, you are going to complain again and again, causing the daddy to rush back and forth, and you are half tired. If you dare to do this, I will put you in the stone mill The Underworld and grind it into powder. Teach you how to eat well and suffer hardships!”

The middle-aged man, known as Xi Fangping, had no fear at all, and he sternly shouted: “I have already endured the punishment of swords, axes and saws! Even if I experience the stone grinding of The Underworld, what if King of Hell can do it? Covering the sky with one hand? Does this majestic Yin Cao Jifu not have a place to make sense?”

After hearing what Xi Fangping said righteously, those ghosts did not dare to step forward, staring at each other a few times, and groaning for a while.

The bad guy who blocked the way hesitated for a moment, his tone slowed down a little, and he said in a deep voice, “I’m not afraid to listen to you. Your father originally hit Kuaijue. The rich man surnamed Yang is the best friend of Yan Jun after he was born in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Yan Jun is thinking about the old feelings, so he is slightly biased, which is also reasonable!”

After hearing the bad words, Xi Fangping was silent for a while, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said: “Even if the King of Hell is old with that surnamed sheep, my father is honest, you just bullied him like this, why?”

“Bullying?” The Yincha sneered, “Although your father suffered a bit in the underworld, Yan Jun gave it back to you ten times. If it is replaced by you who have suffered the sin, but you will pay your father ten times the repayment, you Would you like it?”

“Of course…” Xi Fangping just started to speak, but stopped again, and said angrily, “It’s all right! I’m leaving now!”

The evil soldiers and ghosts also relaxed a little, and escorted the ghost to another direction.

The crowd walked for a long time until the night fell, and suddenly they saw a village not far in front.

The leading Yin Chai smiled: “Xi Fangping, you must be tired after walking for so long, so why not just rest in that village for a while, okay?”

Xi Fangping was seriously injured and indeed exhausted physically and mentally. After hesitating for a while, he agreed.

When the crowd saw that the door of a house was half open, they instructed Xi Fangping to sit down on the threshold.

Xi Fangping rested for a while, and then remembered that Father Own was still suffering in the underworld. He couldn’t help but sighed, and smiled sadly: “Now my father is still in the underworld prison.

The two eccentrics glanced at each other, and pushed him into the door while he was not on guard.

Xi Fangping was caught off guard, and fell straight into the door, only to see a black gas go straight into the courtyard. Immediately afterwards, there was a cry of a baby in the inner courtyard.

The ghosts were overjoyed and laughed: “This grinning fellow has finally reincarnated and reincarnated. I must not go to trouble with Yan Jun again. Congratulations!”

The ghosts left one after another, but a dark shadow slowly appeared not far away. He was born with handsome faces, but his eyes were a bit fierce.

He looked at the backs of all the Yin Soldiers, and sneered to himself: “A group of idiots, Xi Fang is so hard-hearted, how can it be so easily calculated by you? In three days, he will inevitably seek death! When he dies, we can do it. Do it…”

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