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Underworld.

The terrifying energy of the Demon Capital not only disturbed all parts of the world, even Qin Feng's underworld was also affected.

Even compared to the outside world, his underworld was more severely affected.

Below the mountain, the ghosts and evil spirits in the eighteenth-tier **** seemed to be mad for a while, wailing in the **** regardless of the pain of hitting the soul directly on the body.

One by one, the weak figures were constantly twisting and struggling in the hell, their appearances were terrible.

Qin Feng naturally also felt this terrifying vision.

But at this time, he was sitting on the spire of this high mountain in the underworld.

At this moment, the top of his head seemed to be above the magic capital, and a huge vortex was constantly rolling.

The difference is that his energy here is obviously more gentle, rotating at a uniform speed, and injecting into Qin Feng's body one by one.

Qin Feng, who was floating cross-legged in the air, looked majestic, exuding a faint coercion towards the surroundings.

But after the energy fluctuations in the magic city, Qin Feng's majestic face suddenly appeared in pain.

"Grass! How could this be!"

Qin Feng suddenly felt a strange wave of Styx Jingyuan, and that drop of Styx Jingyuan, which was as dark as ink, suddenly waved.

At the same time, the whirlpool above his head began to roll irregularly, and strands of pitch-black energy suddenly set off waves on the calm whirlpool.

And these waves became more and more chaotic, gradually destroying the entire vortex.

Qin Feng's ghost aura around his body also became more and more restless. If it were not in the underworld, I am afraid that these ghost auras would have ignored the obstacles and escaped.

Mountains and rivers gathered on Qin Feng's forehead, and cold sweat ran down the ravine on his forehead crazily.

Every drop of sweat is full of strong energy, and it drips from his chin and dissipates in the space of the underworld.

His serious expression has now become abnormally distorted, and it seems that he has never had such a distorted expression in his memory.

And the reason for all this turned out to be that drop of Styx Jingyuan that looked very inconspicuous.

The Stygian Jingyuan who should have belonged to him!

And his state at this time is getting more and more chaotic.

Although his body is very quiet, as if a statue of an immovable **** hovering over the underworld.

But the distorted expression on his face and the large amount of cold sweat on his forehead clearly showed that his state was very dangerous.

Coupled with the increasingly disordered ghost energy and coercion, the entire Hades began to exude tremors.

Immediately afterwards, the second terrifying energy of the magic capital invaded his underworld again.

"Rumble—"

This time the entire Hades began to tremble, and the ghosts in **** actually felt like they were breaking free.

Of course that is totally impossible.

The coercive and terrifying ghosts escaping from Qin Feng's body can disperse towards hell.

After these crazy ghosts encountered this pressure, they gradually calmed down.

The energy of Magic City even made him feel a trace of fear!

Qin Feng gritted his teeth secretly, admonishing himself over and over again not to be distracted!

At this moment, if you are distracted, if you don't say anything, you may be backlashed!

Even if that energy comes from a different world or a ghost emperor, as long as he can successfully absorb the essence of the Styx, all of this can only be trivial.

"...Concentrate your energy...concentrate your energy..."

Qin Feng reminded himself over and over again, but he didn't know that this kind of reminding could be considered as upset.

Disturbance leads to confusion, and confusion leads to confusion.

At this time, he vaguely felt that his soul gradually became weaker, and his consciousness became weaker, but he couldn't do anything now?

His body was floating tightly cross-legged in the air at this time.

It seems that nothing can be done, and it seems that everything can be done.

Suddenly, the third terrifying energy fluctuation struck again.

It was just a moment, like the last straw that crushed the camel.

It also seemed that a cup full of liquor was pushed, and a terrifying energy from Qin Feng's body was completely uncontrollable.

The coercion mixed with ghost energy leaned down from his body, and went straight toward the ghosts of hell.

After the ghosts were hit by the third energy, they suddenly became irritable again.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng's terrifying coercion immediately covered the entire hell, and the ghosts in the eighteen layers of **** seemed to be frozen in an instant.

There was no more movement, just gritted his teeth and endured those terrible tortures and punishments.

At this time, Qin Feng even twisted his soul into a ball, entangled together.

It seems to escape these chaotic energies.

Sudden!

Qin Feng suddenly sensed a series of obscure voices from the depths of his soul.

A horrible energy radiated from the depths of his soul again, easily piercing everything about him.

"This is……"

At the moment he just noticed, the voice from deep in his soul gradually became clear.

A voice from ancient times was completely heard by him.

This voice not only carried a terrifying pressure, but also mixed with powerful energy:

"Heaven and earth are selfless, supervised by the gods. Don't bring blessings for sacrifice, don't bring disasters for disrespect. Mortals must not be exhausted, blesseds must not be enjoyed, and poverty must not be deceived."

"who is it?"

The painful Qin Feng asked the simple two words in his mind with difficulty, and said the simple two words, but it seemed that his soul was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Now his every move seems extremely difficult.

Immediately after that, the sentence just now was repeated again.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that this energy did not conflict with himself...

Qin Feng once again concentrated his energy with difficulty, trying to adjust his soul and body.

After a few breaths, the voice came again.

This energy seems irresistible, but it does not conflict with himself.

Immediately after that, the voice came again, and with the repetition over and over again, Qin Feng's violent energy gradually settled down.

At the same time, the voice became clearer and clearer.

"What a powerful force!"

Qin Feng couldn't help sighing, as his voice became clearer and clearer.

Read it again.

Qin Feng's body, seated firmly in the air, gradually condensed the cold sweat on his forehead, and his face gradually unfolded.

Reading over and over again, each time is mixed with irresistible energy and irresistible coercion.

At the same time, this coercion did not affect him in the slightest, on the contrary, the ghost energy that caused his whole body interference due to the strange power to calm down one after another.

After adjusting his state.

The coercion and ghost spirit of the whole body began to calm down slowly.

This sound like reciting a scripture gradually made him feel comfortable. Except for the energy vortex above his head, which was still chaotic, everything else began to calm down.

During the period of retreat, he obviously remembered not "hearing" any sound.

He can only perceive those weird sounds and energy fluctuations in the underworld.

But this voice...

Suddenly Qin Feng's heart was shocked!