Cheng Buyun, who was thrown away from the big fish, quickly stabilized his body in the air and cursed: "This damn guy, throw him out without calling anyone, mom!"

But the figure of the big fish was already far away.

There was no choice but to lower his head and look at where he was below.

There is no place to be a very vast mountain range, with the shadows of the mountain peaks stretching into one, spanning nearly tens of thousands of miles, much larger than the Magical Beast Mountains on the Magnolia Continent.

Between the mountains, you can vaguely see some figures sitting upright on the ground and pounding something. At the same time, on a small flat ground, Cheng Buyun's eyes saw a group of birds and chickens the size of calves walking among the mountains, leisurely leading his neck to the sky.

Flashes of croaking like geese but not geese rushed into the sky.

Could this tribe be these goose birds and monsters?

Tribes with specialties are still very powerful and can protect these products that are tempting. Without some strength, they will definitely not be able to do so in Hell, where the strong are respected.

At this time, a figure flew towards him in the mountains, and the speed was unbearable. Damn it was so slow that it was really possible. According to Cheng Buyun's judgment, it would definitely not exceed thirty meters in seconds.

After all, he is a powerful man in the Divine Realm, and he flies so slowly.

This is so funny.

This way, I can't help but remind people of a joke: The Doudi in front of me dares to get off the horse and fight!

But Cheng Buyun didn't laugh at all. Hell was so gravitational. Even if he was in a flying state, his speed was not much better than that of the people.

Maybe the visitor doesn't want him to misunderstand so he might be so slow.

This is a middle-aged man. The other party flew to Cheng Buyun a few meters and stopped, looking at him and smiling, "Your Excellency, you have just come to hell, welcome our Wing Beast Tribe! If you want to join our Wing Beast Tribe and become a member of us, please hand over a piece of ink stone, our tribe will be responsible for protecting you."

"Winged Beast Tribe?"

Cheng Buyun looked at the calves the size of a monster walking in the mountains below.

"Yes, Winged Beast, a short-distance flying monster with a very strong endurance and speed. It is very popular in several nearby cities. We can tame tens of thousands every year for other strong people to use in exchange for wealth." The middle-aged man said proudly.

The movement speed of the powerful people in the divine realm is quite slow. Without a mount, you can't even think of going out, especially when you go to Fire Ming City, the distance is more than ten million miles, and it will not be able to go there for ten or eight years.

There were a few black lines on Cheng Buyun's head, and an image flashed through his mind: The lower god in front of him dares to fight in the back of the beast?

He was drunk when he thought about that scene!

Dry!

"I haven't thought about joining the tribe. I appreciate your kindness." Cheng Buyun refused.

It’s not that I don’t know the humanistic situation of hell, there is no need to join a certain tribe.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed violently and he said in a deep voice: "You think about it again. Don't think that hell is easy to get along. This is not the material plane you are in. In hell, the strong are entering the clouds, and the lower gods are just members of the lower class. Once you leave here, you may not live for three days. And I invite you like this just because you are brought by Xuan Guangjun. My innocence will not be a spy from other tribes, otherwise... our Wing Beast Tribe is too lazy to pay attention to you."

Oh, it turns out that the main god of Karosha continent is Xuanguang.

Cheng Buyun finally knew the name of the main god army of the Karlosha continent.

But this is not important. Generally speaking, no one dares to provoke the army of the Lord God. Even Cheng Buyun dares not dare now, and he may be in the future.

"Thank you for your kindness." Cheng Buyun bowed slightly. He knew that the other party's invitation was not malicious, and he even had some thoughts about him. After all, it was very dangerous for a lower god to go on a hell alone.

Just like the other party said, they may not live for three days.

However, Cheng Buyun is not an ordinary lower god. He is confident that he can make a name for himself in this hell. Even if he is only the strength of the lower god now, he has many trump cards!

"Hmph, you're not good at it." The middle-aged man waved his hand and turned around and wanted to go down.

Cheng Buyun quickly shouted: "Please give me some advice, Huo Mingcheng is in that direction."

The middle-aged man stopped, his face looked strange, and he almost laughed so hard that he turned his back. He said seriously: "Are you sure you didn't fool me? With a new person from the material plane, you actually want to go to Fire Ming City from here? This is a big joke. If you really have such an idea and really implement it, I'm sure you can't live for three days. You'd better save it. Joining the plane Wing Beast Tribe is your best choice."

Seeing Cheng Buyun not speaking or angry, but looking calm, the middle-aged man felt very surprised.

"Please, please give me some advice." Cheng Buyun said seriously.

He did not know the location of Fire Ming City, and he had no hatred for each other, and he was not that arrogant and rude person.

"It's 15 million miles eastward." The middle-aged man sighed with his head, turned around and left and whispered: "I'm afraid he's not a fool!"

A fool?

Maybe!

Cheng Buyun watched the other party fall down, smiled and turned around and left the mountain range and flew eastward.

When Bu Yun started flying, his speed was not much faster than that of a middle-aged man, it was only about a hundred meters per second, very slowly!

From this we can see that the gravity of the supreme divine plane of Hell is really strong.

Moreover, Cheng Buyun's spiritual consciousness also swept around at this time, and the distance between the spiritual consciousness was only a hundred meters.

His spiritual sense can only scan such a small range. The other lower-level peak god powerhouses are probably only twenty or thirty meters, and they may not have one yet.

After flying for several minutes, Cheng Buyun left the Winged Beast Tribe before he released Qiulan in the space ring.

"Master, are we going to hell?" Qiulan came out and saluted Cheng Buyun first, then looked around, felt the powerful gravity on her body, and asked curiously.

"Yes, change spacecraft, let's head to the city east." Cheng Buyun nodded.

"Yes, master." Qiulan didn't say much, and quickly jumped into the air. A golden light flashed. A life metal spacecraft with silver light shining appeared at a hundred meters above the altitude, which looked different from any flying tool in hell.

This is a spacecraft with a length of 100 meters, a width of 30 meters, and a height of about 10 meters.

Moreover, the front of this spacecraft is round, and there is a ship island at the rear that is raised high. A pair of ship wings extend out from both sides of the ship. It looks unusual and looks gorgeous.

Sitting on the throne in the lobby of the Ship Island, Cheng Buyun looked at the scenery outside, waved his hand and shouted: "Qiulan, set out towards Huoming City!"

After speaking, the spacecraft moved and ran forward at a speed of ten miles per second.

It is better to have life metal, it is much faster than the speed of oneself, but if you want to rush to Huoming City at this speed, you have to rush.

After a day, Qiulan flew desperately, which was not enough for a million miles. It would take at least twenty days to reach Huoming City. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!