Chapter 392 - The Underworld

Lin Feng's sudden appearance caused the Dragon Blood Castle, which had been silent for a thousand years, to become lively once again.

That night, Dragonblood Castle held a grand banquet. The main personnel of Dragonblood Castle were all present, and even De Linkewote, who was wandering around the Bluefire Continent, had specially come back.

When Ye Lu, Qiao Zhi and Lei Nuo, the three brothers of 1987, heard that Lin Feng had come out of closed door cultivation, they all put down whatever they had in their hands and rushed directly to Dragon Blood Castle.

"Third Bro, you're still alive?" Ye Lu threw a punch at Lin Feng, which brought some tears to the corners of his eyes.

Lin Feng naturally knew that Boss Ye Lu was complaining about how long he had been in closed door cultivation and also replied Ye Lu with a punch. He smiled and said, "Boss Ye Lu, if I am not alive, wouldn't it be enough for us four brothers 1987?"

"You brat." Ye Lu laughed and scolded, but did not say anything else. Instead, it was Qiao Zhi who spoke up, "Third brother, you haven't drunk with us for a thousand years. This year, we will be considered as a cup, but tonight, you will at least have to punish yourself with a thousand cups."

"Forget about a thousand cups, even if it was ten thousand cups, I would still accept punishment." Lin Feng laughed out loud, "I'm just afraid that my Dragon Blood Castle's wine storage is not enough."

"Father, you don't have to worry about not enough wine. Let alone ten thousand cups of wine, even if you used wine to bathe every day, a thousand years would be more than enough." The little baby who was standing not far from Lin Feng heard the conversation between Lin Feng and the others, and interrupted.

"Don't interrupt the adults, child." Lin Feng glared at the baby.

The baby stuck out his tongue but didn't say anything.

Lei Nuo, who had followed Qiao Zhi in, spoke out at this moment: "Ol 'Three, when will your little girl be married off to someone? My family's little brat even asked me to propose to you!" After Lei Nuo finished speaking, he intentionally looked at the baby beside him.

Her daughter marrying the son of her good brother didn't seem to be bad, at least the fat water hadn't flowed into the fields of outsiders. Just as she was about to speak up, she heard the baby's voice shouting, "Uncle Lei Nuo, that silly brat of yours, when he defeats me, I will give him a chance to pursue me. Otherwise, let's not talk too much!"

"Uhh, this …" Lei Nuo was a bit embarrassed. If it was someone else who dared to call his son an 'idiot,' he would have flatten him into a photo a long time ago. However, the person who spoke was a baby.

It was still Lin Feng who tried to smooth things over: "Fourth Bro, as you can see, when this daughter is older, her wings will become harder. With my own opinions, I can't forcefully interfere in her marriage. "Isn't it a popular freedom of marriage these days? Descendants have their own sons and grandsons. As parents, it's not good to say anything, no?"

"Of course, of course." Lei Nuo also quickly went down the stairs.

On this night, they exchanged toasts and toasts, the guests and guests joyously drank and the banquet continued for an entire eight hours before ending with a single word from Lin Feng.

Night.

Lin Feng laid on the bed, looking at the two beautiful wives beside him, he laughed: "Previously, didn't you guys want me to sleep together with you? What's going on today, why did you send yourself over?" After he had finished talking, he looked lecherously at the two girls' graceful bodies, his eyes burning with lust.

"You cheated and you still act good!" Di Liya rolled her eyes at Lin Feng, and said snappily.

Right now, Di Liya had already forgotten about the words she had said to him when she came out of seclusion to punish him.

Zhan Ni, who was at the side, gave a reason that was not a reason, "You have been in closed door cultivation for so many years, and Big Sister Di Liya and I have both forgotten who is on duty today.

After Lin Feng heard this, he immediately laughed, "Since it's like this, then don't try to do anything about it from now on, just accompany me to sleep together everyday."

"You wish!" Di Liya snorted.

"Little Di Liya, you're not obedient, see how I'll punish you." As Lin Feng said that, he pressed Di Liya down, and before Di Liya could resist, Lin Feng had kissed his lips.

For a time, his clothes fluttered in the wind as the spring air permeated the room.

Although Lin Feng came out of seclusion this time to look for Si Wangzhuzai in the Underworld and save his father, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he spent more than a month with his family and friends before parting with them.

After bidding farewell to his family, Lin Feng went to the Forest of Darkness. After a brief discussion with Bei Lute and Bluefire, he flew towards the Arctic Icecap.

The Netherworld. The Sacred Undead Mountain.

This was a mountain that was tens of thousands of meters tall with white bones covering its entire body. White bones could be seen everywhere on the mountain. At the top of the mountain stood a completely black ancient castle shrouded in black mist. This castle had existed for countless hundreds of millions of years.

Occasionally, metallic lifeforms would fly out from the castle, and occasionally, some voices would be heard from within as well.

The Infernal Realm had seven locations, but the Netherworld only had two. The Sacred Undead Mountain was one of them!

"Hey, all of you, stand obediently to the side." A group of white-robed warriors shouted out casually.

Within that enormous teleportation array, light flashed everywhere, and occasionally, figures would appear. Some of them were in the Sacred Domain, while others were in the Demigods. Mid God was a rare occurrence. As for Highgod, there was very little chance of one seeing Highgod!

"He's only a Saint, and yet he's come to the Netherworld? He's really courting death." A black-haired, youthful-looking, white-robed warrior sent a middle-aged Saint flying with a kick, directly kicking him into a corner of the wall.

The person who was kicked turned his head and glared, "What are you looking at, kid, you want to fight?" The white-robed warrior smirked. The middle-aged Saint ground his teeth, lowering his head and leaning against a corner of the wall, not daring to make a sound. The white-robed warrior, seeing that this person didn't resist, couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. "In the Netherworld, Saints are everywhere. If I don't learn how to endure, I'll probably die on the first day!"

"Booth, you always tease them." A white-robed warrior who was leaning against a wall and drinking some unknown wine laughed.

The black-haired youth laughed. "If we don't let them know the rules now, when they truly enter the Netherworld, they'll die even faster."

Quite a few people had already been teleported over.

"Someone else is coming." The black-haired, white-robed youth immediately turned to look. The enormous teleportation array once more began to glow with a blurry light. A figure appeared within the formation, waiting for the light to dissipate.

"Highgod!"

The surrounding white-robed warriors immediately turned their heads, and even some of the seated white-robed warriors immediately rose to their feet. Highgod s were rarely seen in teleportation channels. Generally speaking, when they appeared, they came from other Higher Planes. In addition, they weren't ordinary people.

The person who came was none other than Lin Feng who was teleported from Yulan plane. The reason the group of white robed warriors mistook Lin Feng for Highgod was naturally because Lin Feng had done so deliberately.

Lin Feng's body suddenly floated up, he looked around and said: "This is the Holy Undead Mountain! "Looks like we're heading south."

Hearing the words' Sacred Undead Mountain ', the white-robed warriors immediately confirmed that this person was from another Higher Planes.

Lin Feng nodded slightly to the surrounding white robed warriors, then rose into the air and left the Sacred Undead Mountain.