Chapter 270 The End of the Catastrophe

High in the sky, there are more and more colorful arcs on the surface of the Eye of Interface, but underneath the colorful and dazzling colors are ruthless killing weapons.

The colorful tribulation thunder is about to explode, and everyone under it is in danger.

In mid-air, within the nine ghostly lights released by the golden mink "Peach", nine ghost heads of different shapes jumped up and down, stirring up a large cloud of gloomy ghosts. But it seems that their range of activities can only be within the white nine-nether light.

It can be said that this Nine Nether Light is also a special ghost realm.

These nine fierce-looking ghost heads are the Nine Nether evil ghosts summoned from the Nine Netherland of the underworld after the power of the Nine Nether Golden Sables in the bloodline of "Pan Tao" was awakened.

The Nine Nether Demons were originally born in the Thunder Pond in the Nine Nether Land, and they were born to like the power of thunder and lightning. The golden mink "Pan Tao" has the blood of the Nine Nether Golden Mink, the king of the Nine Netherlands, and it is its natural instinct to control these Nine Nether evil ghosts.

Every time they devour the power of the Tribulation Thunder, they will absorb part of the essence and transfer it to "Peach" for absorption. With the absorption of the essence of the previous two Tribulation Thunders, Pantao's body has leapt to the equivalent of Peiyuan Realm.

The golden mink "Pan Tao" raised his head and looked at the Interface Eye in the sky without retreating. He let out a strange scream, and his black gem-like eyes showed a sharp and fierce light.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation appeared in the void opposite the Eye of Interface.

Immediately afterwards, the void was like an unfolded smooth cloth being cut open with a sharp weapon, and a dark straight crack in space appeared from top to bottom.

"Whoosh!"

A short black shadow emerged from the crack in the pitch-black space. The shadow shrank, and a person appeared.

This man was short in stature, with a small head, a sallow complexion, and no flesh on his cheeks. He still had a sparse mustache at the corners of his mouth, but he wore a fat black brocade robe. It was the messenger from the underworld who left not long ago.

His feet were in the void, as if he were walking on flat ground.

The messenger remained silent, staring at his round little eyes and shaking his coconut-like head from side to side as if looking for something?

When he saw the two interface eyes standing a dozen feet away from him and preparing to launch the seven-colored thunderbolt, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand and made a silent gesture.

His legs were shaking as if they were electrocuted. After hesitating for a moment, he tiptoed and moved closer to the Eye of Interface step by step, for fear that the Eye of Interface would turn around and find him.

But with every step he took, he would float forward for an instant, like a ghost.

Somehow, it seemed that the Eye of Interface really didn't notice him and didn't take any action.

Quietly, the messenger arrived three or four feet away from the two interface eyes.

Suddenly, the messenger turned his wrist and took out a yellow animal skin bag. This bag was only about a foot in size, and it was bulging as if it contained something.

Immediately, the messenger held the animal skin bag with both hands and threw it vigorously in the direction of the Eye of the Interface.

His movement seemed to be captured by the Eye of Interface. The Eye of Interface suddenly turned towards the direction of the messenger. The colorful electric arcs on it crackled like sharp swords unsheathed, showing their murderous intent.

With a "bang" sound, the animal skin bag burst open in time.

Suddenly a jet of black ink-like liquid splashed out, splashing on the surface of the two interface eyes.

As soon as these black liquids touched the interface eyes, with a "chi" sound, they immediately set off a large area of ​​pitch-black ghostly energy, rolling around to cover the two interface eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a long nine-headed monster snake appeared in the dark ghostly energy. This strange snake is just a condensation of ghost energy, which seems to be an illusion but also real. The nine snake heads swim back and forth, the snake's mouth is angry, and it makes a rustling sound.

Although the sound was not loud, it instantly filled the entire space like an oracle and reached the ears of everyone in the Forgotten Land.

After a moment, the nine-headed monster snake turned into a large black mist and disappeared in the void.

After the black mist dissipated, the place where the two interface eyes were was empty, not even a trace of arc left.

The whole space suddenly became extremely dry and quiet. A ray of breeze blew by, sweeping away the previous tense atmosphere, and it seemed like a new world had transformed.

The short messenger fell to his knees, his body covered by a wide black robe. From a distance, he looked like a motionless turtle. For a long while, he didn't even raise his head an inch.

After the nine-headed monster snake disappeared, the prostrate messenger stood up.

Seeing the Eye of the Interface disappear, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I came in time, and the mission was finally completed."

Then, he glanced down and paused at the golden mink "Pan Tao", but stopped talking. Then he turned around, and the black robe flew into the air, turning into a black stream of light and running back into the space crack just now.

The space crack closed, and the sky turned back into a blue cloth.

…

"It's a blessing that the Eye of the Interface has disappeared."

"I don't know if it will come back."

"It looked like we actually walked away and our lives were saved."

"What happened to the ghost clouds in the sky just now? And that soul-stirring rustling sound is really strange."

"It must be Lord Youfeng who cast a spell. Youfeng Mountain is saved and we are safe."

"Lord Youfeng is mighty."

"Congratulations to Lord Youfeng for surviving the catastrophe safely."

From various corners of Youfeng Mountain, there were many discussions and cheers from Youfeng's waiters and high-level Youfeng beasts. It seemed that they could not see the existence of the messenger.

…

Near the nearly collapsed building.

Xu Yang, Gui Gu Zan and Gui Gu Chang Yang looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not expect that the seemingly fatal disaster crisis was resolved with the help of the messenger ghost.

Although this disaster was not aimed at the three of them, witnessing such a large-scale disaster also made the three of them realize the power of heaven.

As the disaster disappeared, the power of the thunder and lightning law that had invaded the bodies of Venerable Youfeng and the six-winged golden tiger and bound them also disappeared.

Venerable Youfeng looked up at the sky, with a complex look in his eyes, and whispered: "The messenger ghost was obviously not here to help me. The breath of the nine-headed monster snake just now seemed to have been seen somewhere, but it was very strange."

"Congratulations, brother, for surviving this disaster safely." The six-winged golden tiger said, raising his huge tiger head, shaking the injured wings on his back, and regaining some of his previous majesty.

"Brother Liu Yi, thanks to your help this time, you have been injured so badly." Venerable Youfeng said as he looked at the six-winged golden tiger covered with scars.

At this time, the six-winged golden tiger had two broken wings, and its fur was burnt and bloodstained.

"It's just some superficial injuries. I have a body made of iron, so this injury is nothing to me..."

The six-winged golden tiger deliberately raised his voice, but halfway through the words, he couldn't help but cough violently.

The injuries he suffered this time were not just superficial injuries, and his soul showed signs of tearing.

"Hehe, to be honest, if I had known that the heavenly tribulation you caused was so scary, I would not have come. However, after experiencing your heavenly tribulation this time, I have also increased my estimation of my own heavenly tribulation in the near future, which can be regarded as a gain. I also have to go back and prepare well."

"If you encounter a heavenly tribulation in the future, I will also go all out."

"I will go back to recuperate for a while. You must prepare the cold noodles you promised to treat me. When I get well, I will come to you for a big meal. Remember to add more stewed food, tomato and egg, minced meat fried sauce, mahjong cucumber shreds, spicy sauce potato cubes..."

The six-winged golden tiger said while smacking his lips, with an expression of yearning and intoxication on his face, as if he had forgotten the pain all over his body. After that, he was surrounded by golden light, disappeared from the spot, and returned to the underworld.

Venerable Youfeng turned and came to Cheng Luyi and Youfeng waiter No. 2.

"I didn't want you to get involved, but I didn't expect you to come anyway."

Venerable Youfeng whispered.

Although Cheng Luyi was still unconscious at this time, she finally had a faint breath. And Youfeng waiter No. 2 lay beside Cheng Luyi motionless, and had long lost his life. In order to save Cheng Luyi, he had just transferred all his life to Cheng Luyi.

But his eyes, which were still open, always reflected the shadow of Cheng Luyi. He wanted to see the woman in front of him clearly, remember her in his heart, and never forget her even when he entered reincarnation. Maybe in the next life, he will return to the "Forget Worry Valley" with Cheng Luyi.

Venerable Youfeng squatted down and took out a small white jade porcelain bottle. A red pill the size of a soybean was poured out from it.

As soon as this pill entered the palm of his hand, it jumped like a flame and sprinkled golden clouds. Looking closely, there was a lifelike golden tiger on the surface of the pill, which looked like a living thing.

If Xu Yang were here, he would definitely recognize that this pill was a top-grade pill after the spirit was summoned. Just like when Xu Yang first entered the Heavenly Ghost Sect, he had once put the "Nether Bone King Snake Egg" on the pill and taken it.

Venerable Youfeng put the golden pill into Cheng Luyi's mouth, but did not immediately use his power to help her heal her wounds.

At this time, Cheng Luyi was still in the process of absorbing the life essence transferred by Youfeng Servant No. 2. Although the two practiced the art of the underworld silk, their life essences were fundamentally different. Absorbing the life essence of others is a slow and risky process, and any inappropriate external force will lead to failure.

I saw that Venerable Youfeng pinched his fingers with one hand, and then pointed his fingertips towards the void, and circles of golden soul domains spread out, quickly covering a large area in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared in the golden soul domain, and a stream of white silk threads like spring water rose.

These silk threads were cleverly entangled together, like a big hand holding Cheng Luyi up steadily, and then carrying Cheng Luyi's body slowly sank into the ripples and disappeared.

At the same time, in the small black room with a word written on the door halfway up the Youfeng Mountain.

A golden light flashed on the stone bed, and a ball of white silk thread gently lowered Cheng Luyi's body.

...

At the moment when Cheng Luyi's body was transferred away by Youfeng Venerable.

A circle of extremely weak black spiritual power fluctuations was sprinkled on the body of Youfeng Waiter No. 2 lying on the ground.

And the body of Youfeng Waiter No. 2 began to blur gradually, and finally turned into a large piece of black star dots hovering in the void.

In the black star dots, a person's back was vaguely seen. The man was wearing a wide black cloak that reached the ground, and he was walking farther and farther away.

Suddenly, the man stopped and looked back. It was a face with a "two" on the forehead, a smiling face. A fist-sized eight-legged black spider climbed onto the man's shoulder. The black spider raised one foot and waved, as if saying goodbye to this world.

The black star dots gradually blurred, and the image in them dissipated in the wind.

…

At this time, the golden sable "Peach" had already returned to the spiritual pet bag on Xu Yang's waist to rest.

Under the platform, Xu Yang, Guigu Zan and Guigu Changyang were about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed and blocked the three people. It was Venerable Youfeng.