Underworld Pass

Ow—

The sound of the dragon's chant was like a vibrating sky thunder, and it was deafening amidst the roar.

Seeing these two dragon souls, which are more than a hundred meters long, hovering there with their teeth and claws open, with a ferocious appearance of choosing to eat people, it is really very frightening.

However, when the two evil dragons were circling, Ye Fan suddenly grinned.

"Tell me, isn't it a coincidence!"

Ye Fan looked at the many ashes floating on his body, exuding faint fluorescence, gradually blending into his clothes, and adhering to his skin, there was a faint playfulness in his eyes.

"Oh? What a coincidence, what a clever way!"

The man frowned, looking at Ye Fan who was still not nervous even after seeing the power of the Dragon Soul, this moment made him nervous instead.

"I've become like a dragon."

Ye Fan laughed, and immediately after a loud bang, white smoke appeared out of thin air, covering Ye Fan's figure perfectly. Not only that, the area of ​​the white mist was as big as a mountain, and indifferent whispers came out from it from time to time.

The thick white mist began to tremble amidst the whispering voice.

ooh-

A dragon chant that really came from Ying Long resounded earth-shatteringly, piercing through the sky.

The originally dense and extremely dense smoke disappeared at this moment, as if it had never appeared before, giving people a very weird illusion.

The dense fog cleared, and Yinglong's body of a thousand meters appeared, and a pair of fleshy wings were slowly flapping. Ye Fan, who was entrenched on the ground, glanced at the dragon souls of the two dragons, sneered, and moved violently.

He only saw his body of Yinglong move like a wind and thunder, and he was in front of the two dragon souls in an instant, and he grabbed both of them in his hands.

Originally, the [-]-meter-long ghost of the dead dragon was as lifelike as a living thing, but now, in front of Yinglong, it looked like a toy made of two reptiles, giving people a pitiful illusion.

Facing the man who was a little dumbfounded by this scene with his long face like a mountain bag, Ye Fan grinned and didn't speak, but let out a loud roar.

The wind-like breath swept over madly. The man wanted to insert the knife into the ground to stabilize his figure, but when the knife entered the ground, his body was mercilessly blown away.

With this blow, several kilometers away, the man's figure could barely stop, but he could barely stop after rolling dozens of times on the ground, but in the end he hit a hard rock heavily and stopped his figure.

puff--

A mouthful of dirty blood spat out from the mouth of the man whose legs were weak and got up.

As soon as the man raised his head, he looked at the dead souls of the two dragons in astonishment, and with a snap in Ye Fan's hands, they were crushed into nothingness.

The man who trembled suddenly opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and looked at the thousand-meter-long Yinglong Ye Fan speechlessly, walking slowly like a stroll in the garden, his heart trembled even more terrifyingly.

Lying, lying trough--

The man who had thousands of muddy horses galloping in his heart collapsed.

Such a powerful gap, such a stark contrast, almost crushed his heart.

The strength of the guy in front of him has completely surpassed his cognition.

Gudu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in astonishment: "Don't, don't kill me——"

"Not to kill you?"

Standing in front of the man with his head held high, Ye Fan suddenly sneered and said, "Can you give me a reason not to kill you?"

what! ?

The man thought in astonishment, but he really couldn't figure out why Ye Fan didn't kill him.

Throwing a dagger at the beginning to make him commit suicide was not intended to let him survive at all, so how could he let him go at this time.

"You asked me to let you go, didn't you think about the hundreds of lives you innocently killed over the years, when you tortured and killed them, didn't you think about letting them go?"

Ye Fan looked fiercely at the man who was as small as an ant in front of him, and before he could reply, a ferocious sharp claw pressed down on it.

puff--

In Ye Fan's ears, it sounded like mosquito whispers. When he raised his hand, there was only a puddle of mud on the ground.

"Who wants to hear your nonsense apology!"

With a contemptuous smile, Ye Fan just said: "Ning!"

The buzzing sound suddenly permeated the pile of rotten meat, and immediately after that, the second half of an antique golden key appeared and landed in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, who had recovered from Yinglong's body, held the key in his hand casually, and said: "Jie, disappear!"

The world around him seemed to disappear without a trace. When Ye Fan reappeared, he was already in front of the gate of the small courtyard. Looking at the golden dragon slaying weapon stuck on the ground in front of the courtyard gate, Ye Fan picked it up casually and threw it into his consciousness space. This thing is a good treasure.

Just now Ye Fan saw it with the eyes of a yin and yang judge. There are nearly ten thousand dead dragon souls in this knife. Even the two dead souls just now, Ye Fan didn't really kill them, but sent them directly to the underworld.

Now that it has been brainwashed by the system and contained, if the dead souls of ten thousand dragons condense into one force, it will not be a weak legion!
When Ye Fan's good and evil values ​​are enough, it is not impossible to help him reshape his real body.

At that time, there will be tens of thousands of dragons guarding the entire underworld, so don't feel too excited about it.

Moreover, Ye Fan also knows that there are eight dragons in Western Buddhism, and they are talking about the dragon clan, but they were fooled in those years.

"Now, it's time to finish you. It's just a fragment of a key, but it needs so many blood spirits to foster, but it's a bit wasteful. If you want to become a master, you should find a better way."

After pondering for a while, Ye Fan slapped the crooked locust tree suddenly, only to see layers of bark begin to peel off rapidly as the tree shook.

"what are you doing?"

At this time, a dozen or so people came from not far away, all of them young and middle-aged. When they saw Ye Fan taking pictures of the big tree, they all pointed at Ye Fan angrily and said, "This is the sacred tree of our village. What are you doing? Do you want to die?"

"Why so much nonsense, beat him up!"

"Go together--"

These ten or so young people looked at Ye Fan ferociously, they didn't know where they found bricks and stones, they held them in their hands, and threw them at Ye Fan.

Seeing this scene suddenly, Ye Fan slapped the tree trunk again without looking back.

bang——

Amidst the rumbling vibrations, the dozen or so young people who were about to pounce over looked in astonishment at a whole locust tree with a crooked neck, which was patted into powder with the palm of someone in front of them, scattered all over the ground, and piled up together, a small pile as big as seven or eight square meters.

Uh--

The group of people who couldn't help swallowing their saliva suddenly stopped, and one of them looked at Ye Fan in fear, and said in astonishment: "Then what, brothers, the situation is not right, I think we should retreat and talk first!"

"It makes sense, run!"

"Fuck, it's too cruel, that guy must have practiced iron sand palm."

"He must be a martial arts master!"

The group of people who were originally ferocious and wanted to eat people suddenly ran away at this time, which surprised Ye Fan who was going to try to scare them away.

"I'm going to scare you away?"

After Ye Fan casually gathered the second half of the presented key, the two broken halves of the key were condensed together at this moment, and combined into a pure gold color, which seemed to be nothing but a key that was almost as long as Mixu.

After getting the key, a system voice came from the ear: "Congratulations to the host, you have successfully collected the golden key to open the Two Realms Mountain. Do you want to start the trip to the Two Realms Mountain now?"

"Wait a minute, there's still something to do."

Ye Fan shook his head lightly, temporarily rejected the system's proposal, but glanced at the dozens of heads on the ground again, shook his head lightly, called Uncle Ying, and said to him, "Go ahead."