Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2817 Netherworld

Guys, you all worked so hard to bring me to this ghost place.

The results told me, on my own.

Moreover, you think that I can destroy the Holy Celestial Clan, relying only on a few illusory words decades ago.

That's it?

Although what that sentence said, all came true.

But this headless, clueless, where to practice?

Wu Yun let out a helpless voice in his heart, and he was indeed a little confused.

However, disappointment is disappointment, and Wu Yun did not continue to struggle with this matter.

After a while, he said, "If that's the case, then tell me, senior, what kind of place is this Netherworld?"

"Why can you come in, but the Holy Souls can't."

"Normally speaking, with the strength of the Holy Soul, I am afraid that it has surpassed the Holy Level. In this chaotic world, is there any place where he can't get in?"

"Netherworld, you can also call it hell!"

The human race powerhouse suddenly said in a dejected voice: "This is the place where the Ming clan used to be, and it is also the most mysterious place in the entire chaotic world."

"At that time, the Holy Spirit led the Holy Heavenly Clan to kill all the outside clans, and also entered the Ming clan who lived in the nether world. At that time, the Ming clan was also almost wiped out."

"But at the last moment, several strong men of the Ming clan activated the formation of the family guard here, and the formation of the family guard quickly took shape. After expelling the holy soul and others, this place was built into a barrier!"

"It was this barrier that blocked the arrival of the Holy Soul and others."

"Later, those of us who were lucky enough not to die also came to this ghost place."

"The area where the underworld lives?"

After listening, Wu Yun whispered to himself.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, Wu Yun was awakened by a wheezing cough.

Looking down, it was the strong human race.

He started vomiting blood again.

It seems that it should be what he should have said, and he has almost finished speaking, so the time to return to the light has come.

Wu Yun hurriedly leaned over to support him. At this moment, he had become extremely weak, and it was many times weaker than before.

"Heaven, the Son of Heaven's Chosen, please, please, you must help us, one, must..."

He wanted to say something to ask Wu Yun.

But he seems to have been unable to even say a complete sentence.

Just when Wu Yun was about to say something, there were a lot of breaths in the distance, one after another.

Wu Yun looked up and saw a lot of people coming.

They are all humanoids, but obviously not all human races.

There are peoples, and there are people of various other races.

They obviously recognized Wu Yun's arms, the dying human race powerhouse.

"Fengdao, what's wrong with you, are you the only one back?"

Someone jumped in front of this human race powerhouse, but he didn't seem to notice Wu Yun until this moment.

He reacted suddenly, looked at the wind knife, and then looked at Wu Yun.

Immediately exclaimed: "He, he is the chosen son?"

"Bring it back, did you really bring back the Son of Heaven?"

The level of horror in his tone was even worse than the reaction of those people outside when they saw Wu Yun.

Of course, what he said was asking about the wind knife.

And Feng Dao also held his last breath, nodded, and then tilted his head, and there was no breath.

he died.

Perhaps, the wind knife has been holding a breath, just to wait for the arrival of these people.

If nothing else, these people should be the powerhouses of all ethnic groups who escaped here before, as well as the people of the Ming clan who were not killed.

"Wind knife..."

The man saw Feng Dao lose his breath, and cried out in pain.

The people behind also followed.

But they didn't do much, and they didn't suffer too much.

I saw that they gave a big gift to Feng Dao in unison, and the man beside Feng Dao murmured in a low voice.

"Fengdao, and everyone you went with, you are all heroes, and the chaotic world will forever record your deeds."

After speaking, the man slowly got up, his eyes, including the eyes of everyone behind him, had already fallen on Wu Yun.

At this time, Wu Yun had already put down the air knife.

He just stood there, feeling somewhat uncomfortable being watched by so many eyes.

Just want to say something to resolve the embarrassment at the moment.

Unexpectedly, an even more embarrassing scene happened.

Those people actually knelt down in front of Wu Yun.

Moreover, not only kneeling, but also saluting and kowtowing.

While kowtowing, he said in unison, "I wait, I have seen the Son of Heaven!"

"Thank you for coming. This is an opportunity that God gave us. You are our savior. In the future, our life and death will be handed over to you."

"The Holy Heavenly Clan, the wolf's ambition, and the holy soul are even more cruel. Damn, they're all damned!"

"Son of Heaven's Chosen, I'll beg you again, help us!"

After saying this, they actually knelt down on the ground without any other action.

Although they didn't say much, their gestures were clearly telling Wu Yun that if you don't agree to us, then we won't get up.

Awkward.

This kind of scene made Wu Yun embarrassed to death.

He even wanted to just turn around and walk away.

This is completely forcibly driving the ducks to the shelves, forcing him to agree.

Actually, this is what Wu Yun dislikes the most.

Even just now, when Wu Yun witnessed Feng Dao die in front of his eyes, he was actually a little soft-hearted.

But the fact that these people came out like this made him feel a lot of resistance.

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