PFC Chapter 598
Chapter 598
"Ok?"
However, when he rushed out of this desolate land, an ancient building suddenly appeared before him, which made him pause for a moment.
"The Hall of Hell and Yama?"
Judging from the appearance alone, Ling Yanyan had already determined that this place was undoubtedly the underworld, and immediately blurted out... Boom!
Just as he was about to go in, he discovered that the gates of the Underworld's Palace were slowly closing.
Gah!
What's the situation?
He was taken aback, and even his eyebrows furrowed.
No!
I absolutely cannot be trapped here. If I really wait for those ghost messengers to catch up, I will definitely be torn to pieces.
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, he quickly leaped out in the opposite direction.
"Hehe, you can't escape now, you'd better stay here obediently!"
However, just as he had darted a few hundred meters away, a sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out behind him, making him shudder.
damn it!
Why does it feel familiar?
He hesitated for a moment before turning his head.
hiss!
Behind him, the ghost messenger had already caught up and was now less than five meters away.
What the hell!
"How did you do it?"
His eyes widened, and he asked in surprise.
"Heh heh, kid, you can't escape this time. Since you can help us gain a new life, we'll spare you this time. Hand over the golden core in your body, and we'll give you a quick death."
The three ghost messengers exchanged glances and then spoke in a sinister tone.
What the hell?
Hand over the Golden Elixir?
Holy crap!
"Have you all lost your minds? If you want the Golden Elixir, get lost!"
Ling Yanyan's eyes darted around, and he immediately cursed at the three ghost messengers.
"Hmph, if you won't listen to reason, then don't blame us for being ruthless!"
The leading ghost messenger sneered, his face growing even more gloomy.
Whoosh!
The next second, his figure flew towards Ling Yanyan.
"Heh, I'm the one who created these zombies, and so am I! Come on, come and hit me!"
Seeing that the three ghost messengers were ignoring his warnings and continuing to charge forward, Ling Yanyan grinned and chuckled before calling out.
Gah!
This guy is absolutely shameless!
The three ghost messengers were completely dumbfounded!
In their minds, anyone who enters the underworld is bound by its rules, and even if they are vengeful ghosts, they are absolutely not allowed to leave the underworld at will.
But now it seems that this view is somewhat biased!
"You bunch of bastards, bullying the weak! You're a disgrace!"
Suddenly, an angry roar came from the side, startling Ling Yan Yan so much that he almost spat out a nosebleed.
what's the situation?
He quickly turned his head to look at the source of the sound.
Two soldiers dressed in ancient armor suddenly appeared before him!
Nima!
What's happening here?
Are there soldiers dressed like this in the underworld?
"Hmph, this kid is just an ordinary person, he doesn't deserve to have a Golden Core at all."
"Bullshit! His aura is clearly enormous; he must be a martial artist. How could an ordinary person improve so quickly in such a short time?"
"Don't believe me? Just watch for yourselves. His soul fire will definitely go out in a moment."
"Damn, why has his aura turned pale green?"
"This...this is bad, let's go quickly."
Just as the two ghost messengers were arguing, one of them suddenly exclaimed and then, in a flash, took the other ghost messenger and disappeared into the black mist, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
Uh?
"Damn it, you guys wait, I'll be back for revenge sooner or later."
Seeing this bizarre scene, Ling Yanyan's face immediately turned bitter, and he cursed viciously before turning around and running quickly towards the other end of the valley.
Unfortunately, after he left, the black fog in the valley thickened again.
The stone tablet he had left behind gradually disappeared into the black mist.
this..
what on earth is it?
Could it be an illusion?
As Ling Yanyan scanned his surroundings with his X-ray vision, he muttered to himself anxiously, completely clueless about the situation, especially since this bizarre thing was just too strange.
Bang!
However, just as he was about to go deeper, a muffled thud suddenly reached his ears.
Ok?
Immediately afterwards, he saw a thick arm emerge from the black mist.
Plop!
The arm grabbed Ling Yan's clothes and pulled hard, dragging him out forcefully.
"Huh? Who the hell are you?"
Ling Yanyan staggered and almost fell to the ground, but he quickly regained his balance and shouted at the black mist in front of him.
"Hehe, we meet again!"
From within the black mist, a pale face appeared in his sight and spoke.