Chapter 180

Qin Feng looked at the abyss thousands of feet high under the bridge, took a deep breath, and then put the small meat ball in his arms on the Qingshi bridge.

He told me, "wait for me here."

Xiaoroutuan didn't realize what Qin Feng was going to do. He blinked his empty eyes and lay quietly on the ground.

Next second.

He saw Qin Feng jump and fall straight into the abyss.

"Wow!"

With a baby cry, Qin Feng and ghost order disappeared into the black fog at the same time, and disappeared in an instant.

The wind howled past.

The cry of the little meat ball went farther and farther until it completely lost its voice.

The closer to the Styx River, the colder the temperature around. The ghost gas in the Styx river seems inexhaustible, pouring into Qin Feng's mouth and nose.

The cold ghost gas was like a blade, scraping his face.

Make a "miso" friction sound.

The falling speed is faster and faster, but the scream and cry of the fierce ghost are more and more clear, just like surrounding Qin Feng's ears.

People want to scratch their hearts and lungs.

"Shua!"

Through the heavy black fog, the field of vision gradually widened.

Without the interference of Qin wind, the bloody Styx river is very calm, like a fierce ghost in the river, which can't make a ripple in the Styx river.

"Poop!"

Qin Feng's body fell into the Styx River and set off a small spray.

instant.

The extreme cold moment wrapped him tightly.

Sadness, irritability, anger... All kinds of negative emotions are rising in Qin Feng's heart, which is more than ten times larger than the touch of those ghost hands.

Although Qin Feng has quickly shielded the five senses, those negative emotions have not been dispersed, but become stronger and stronger.

Like the lingering haze, he wanted to pull him completely into despair.

At this moment, the fierce ghosts in the water were like sharks smelling the fishy smell, one by one surging in the direction of Qin Feng.

"Boom!"

The huge pressure suddenly burst out from Qin Feng.

Suddenly.

The air around was like condensation, and fierce ghosts were like puppets, falling rigidly to the bottom of the river.

Struggling with all kinds of negative emotions in his heart, Qin Feng raised his hand holding the ghost order, constantly conveying the power of merit and virtue, and the other hand quickly drew the power of the nether world in the river.

I see.

A wisp of extreme black breath, under the traction of Qin Feng, slowly integrated into the order of ghosts and gods.

Gold, black, extreme to rich black, three completely different smells wrap around the ghost order. Gradually, the smells of these three colors begin to merge with each other.

The smell of ghosts and gods gradually grew stronger.

"Not enough!"

Qin Feng suddenly extended his hand to the depths of the Styx River and drew it out madly.

The surging river rolled rapidly in the palm of Qin Feng's hand. Strands of dark power gathered quickly and surged madly towards the order of ghosts and gods.

"Boom!"

The whole Styx trembled.

The roaring river rushed up madly, mixed with the bloody River, wrapped with fierce ghosts, constantly beating the blue stone bricks on the Naihe bridge.

Seeing the riots in the Styx River, the ghost guards struggling on the Qingshi bridge were paralyzed by fear.

Clutching the edge of the bridge for fear of being dragged off the bridge by the fierce ghost in the spray.

But they don't know.

Now.

The fierce ghosts trembled all over and were no longer ferocious. Instead, they shrunk their heads and looked frightened.

Someone is drawing the power of the Styx.

Crazy!

This man must be crazy!

Suddenly.

A palpitating terror came from the bottom of the river.

It was as if some giant had awakened.

"What is it?" A ghost resister felt the tremor from the depths of his soul, which made them tremble all over and even grabbed the hand by the bridge.

It doesn't work at all.

"Ka!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the bluestone brick on the Naihe bridge.

Then.

"Click, click, click!"

One crack after another, like a cobweb, quickly covered the whole Naihe bridge, as if the extremely hard looking bridge deck could no longer bear any weight.

It will collapse at any time.

"No, it won't..." a wild ghost guard's mouth trembled and couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

Next second.

A slight crack sounded again, but it was like the last straw that crushed the camel.

"Boom!"

The whole bridge deck cracked.

Large blocks of bluestone bricks fell into the abyss thousands of feet high.

"No! Don't --"

"Help, who will help me!"

"Why? Why -"

Frightened screams, unwilling roars, and desperate roars sounded in different spaces at the same time. Weak figures fell straight into the Styx river.

At the same time.

Qin Feng, who is in the Styx River, suddenly shrinks his pupils.

Next second.

The whole man rushed out of the Styx river like a flying shell. The ghosts and gods in his hand sent out a vast breath under the continuous integration of the three breath.

Successfully crossed that threshold.

Achieve intermediate level spirit weapon!

However.

Qin Feng's eyes were not happy at all. Instead, he looked down at the turbulent Ming River. The whole person's hair blew up, and he only felt a cool breath rushing up the sky cover from his back.

"Spirit of Styx!"

What a terrible smell. No wonder even Fengdu emperor dared not go deep into the Styx river.

What now?

Qin Feng's eyes turned quickly. He just felt that the palpitating breath was getting closer and closer. It seemed that in the next second, he would rush out of the Styx River and come straight to him.

"Boom!"

A huge threat came out.

instant.

The rising waves stopped in mid air, and the howling ghosts stared and didn't move. At this moment, it seemed that everything was static.

The huge pressure also made Qin Feng breathless.

A strong crisis rose in his heart.

It can't be true? It can't be true!

I just pulled some nether power and didn't hurt the origin of the Styx.

The spirit of Styx is not so stingy, is it?

Qin Feng tried to struggle to get rid of the shackles of coercion. However, under the powerful coercion, he felt very difficult even to hook his fingers.

Let alone farther from the Styx.

"Break it for me!"

The roar in his heart seemed to make Qin Feng finally exert a little strength, his fingers trembled slightly, and finally moved a distance.

"Ka!"

Qin Feng clearly heard the sound of broken knuckle bones in his ears. Dense fine sweat appeared on his forehead. His fingers were pale and frightening, but he still didn't stop, but continued to struggle. He didn't regret drawing the power of the nether world. Even if he was given another chance, he would do the same thing.

Just.

The timing is wrong!

But.

Just do it.

He doesn't have to regret it!

"Click, click, click!"

The sound of knuckles breaking constantly sounded, and Qin Feng also broke out the pressure. Although the pressure was not worth mentioning in front of the terrible pressure, it gave Qin Feng a chance to breathe.

"I'm the new king of hell. Dare you disrespect me!" The roar seemed to squeeze out of Qin Feng's chest.

Echoed in the cold air.

"Eh?"