Chapter 1961

Hearing Ye Feiran's voice transmission, Bianhua was slightly startled, and then happily replied, "Okay, the more the power of the underworld devours, the more powerful I will be." The Bianhua took a look at the Death Worm and thought of its dedicated efforts to help them find the Cold Spirit Ghost Flower. She also thought that the owner Ye Feiran planned to let the Death Worm follow Ye Feixuan in the future. She hesitated in her heart and made a decision. "Little insect, is that ray of underworld power in your body innate?" Hearing this, the Death Insect immediately looked at Bianhua Flower with a wary expression, but thinking of its strength, he had to reply truthfully, "No, I met it by chance. It swallowed and refined it and almost killed me." Although many years have passed since this incident, I still feel frightened when I think about it. Bianhua looked stunned, "That's it." Then, it changed the topic and said with a smile, "My master has encountered the power of the underworld." Hearing this, the Death Insect's eyes lit up and he asked urgently, "Really? Where is it?" God knows, the power of the underworld is very mysterious and powerful. People in the entire Nether World want to encounter it. However, few practitioners have encountered it. Even if they do, the final result will most likely become the power of the underworld. nourishment. Otherwise, the cultivators in the Netherworld would not stare at it, causing it to go on a killing spree and always look for places to hide. Bianhua did not answer the Death Insect, but asked, "Little Insect, do you want to continue to swallow and refine a ray of Insect's power?" "Think!" Death Bug replied without thinking. If it swallows and refines one more ray of underworld power, it will definitely be able to walk sideways in the Netherworld. Although the practitioners in the Netherworld will stare at it even more, it will definitely not have to hide. If they want to snatch the power of the underworld from it, then ask them to step over its corpse first. As for the contract, it is not certain who is the owner! Bianhua glanced at the Death Insect, pretending to think about it, "It's not impossible for me to share some of my power with you, but I have a small request." Hearing this, the Death Insect's eyes lit up again, and he was extremely excited. "What is the request? Sir, please tell me." Bianhua's expression became serious, "Little insect, my request is that you are responsible for protecting Ye Feixuan before she ascends. Although there is no contract, you must follow her like a contracted beast. Please think about it. Bar!" Before ascension? No contract? The Death Insect thought that Ye Feixuan was already at the peak of Mahayana's strength, that her ascension would be a matter of time, and that the power of the underworld was hard to come by, so it just thought about it for a moment and then agreed. "Okay, I, the Death Worm, keep my word." "Okay, let's go!" Bianhua said with a smile. Although it guessed that the Death Worm would respond, it was still very happy after considering it for such a short time. According to the contractual relationship with Ye Feiran, Bianhua arrived in front of Ye Feiran in less than a quarter of an hour. Ye Feiran looked at the other shore flower and death bug in front of him, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, with a look of confusion on his face, "No, Huahua, how did you get down?" "Come down directly!" Bianhua replied. Ye Feiran raised his eyes and glanced at the crack that was still closed, and expressed his doubts. After hearing this, Bianhua had a look of understanding on her face, and then her eyes became a little stern, "There is a hole left above that can accommodate a flower and a worm. We came down through the hole." Ye Feiran: "..." I don’t know if this is a green passage intentionally left by the cave for monsters and plants? The next moment, her consciousness moved, and the mutant ghost cat also came out of the mysterious space. "Huahua, Miaomiao, you guys discuss it and see if you can swallow up all the power of the underworld on the stone gate? I think there must be some treasure behind the stone gate, so it's up to you." "Meow!" The mutated ghost cat responded readily. Bianhua glanced at Ye Feiran with a smile, and then discussed with the mutated Nether Cat how to divide the power of the underworld on the stone door. The final result is naturally half and half. The mutated Nether Cat has a straightforward nature, so after the partition, it began to try to devour the power of Netherworld. Bianhua was not in a hurry. She glanced at the death bug beside her and told Ye Feiran exactly what she had done without permission. Ye Feiran glanced at Ye Feixuan, who was devouring the power of refining the underworld. It seemed that there was no need for the death underworld bugs, but she could not brush off the kindness of Bianhuahua. Ye Murin on the side saw that Ye Feiran was silent and couldn't help but send a message to remind him, "Only the Death Mingworm and Li Luo know about Ye Feixuan's devouring the power of refining the underworld in the entire Netherworld." Hearing this, Ye Feiran immediately understood what he meant, "Mu Lin, you reminded me." Everyone in the Nether World peeps at the power of the underworld. If other cultivators know that Ye Feixuan has devoured and refined the power of the underworld, some cultivators will be afraid, and naturally some will take risks. Therefore, it is really good that Ye Feixuan was protected by death bugs before she ascended! Thinking of this, Ye Feiran had a bright smile on his face, "Huahua, you are so awesome!" Bianhuahua was also very happy, only Death Insect was a little upset. It stole a few glances at Ye Feixuan, silently praying that she would ascend quickly. Bianhua happened to see its little movement and smacked it with one hand, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and devour the power of refining the underworld." The Death Insect was not annoyed either, "Yes, yes, sir." Li Luo watched the other side flower, mutated nether cat and death insect easily start to devour the power of the underworld on the stone door. While he envied the two beasts and the spiritual plant, he also envied Ye Feiran. In his opinion, he cannot swallow and refine the power of the underworld, but it is not bad to have contracted beasts and spiritual plants that possess the power of the underworld! At the same time, his eyes fell on the Death Worm again, but just for a moment he gave up his greedy thoughts and kept telling himself in his heart that the Death Worm belonged to Ye Feixuan. In order to prevent himself from thinking wildly, he simply paid full attention to Ye Feixuan's situation. The other side flower originally possesses the power of the underworld, and its devouring speed is obviously faster than the mutated nether cat and the death underworld insect, and the mutated underworld cat is faster than the death underworld insect. Seeing this scene, Ye Feiran was extremely happy. The corners of her mouth kept rising, as if she was the one devouring and refining the power of the underworld. "It will take some time to swallow and refine the power of the underworld. Why don't we continue to look for the Cold Spirit Ghost Flower?" Ye Mulin suggested. Ye Feiran thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, but I have to leave the Golden Crow to protect them." If Li Luo suddenly rebels, he is no match for the ancient three-legged Golden Crow. Li Luo, who accidentally overheard their conversation: "..." Does he seem that unreliable? Ye Mulin warned the ancient three-legged golden crow, and then left with Ye Feiran while the crack opened. At this time, they also knew that the cracks opened and closed regularly, so they asked the willow tree doll to guard the cracks. After Ye Murin and Ye Feiran entered the thick fog, the willow tree doll began to take root in the ground and turned into a large willow tree, covering a large area with willow branches. Once a cultivator encounters a crack and opens it, it will immediately tie them up, and they must not be allowed to disturb Bianhuahua who swallows and refines the power of the underworld. Besides, Ye Feiran and Ye Murin walked for a while in the misty valley when they heard the voice of the mutated nine-leaf red branch, "Ranran, where are you? Come here quickly, we seem to see a Cold Spirit Ghost Flower."

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.