ah?

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Yan Yurou was confused and stunned.

Yang Feng smiled and helped her up, and said lightly: "Okay, don't worry too much about this. I'll tell you what's going on in the future.

Now we have to find another tour guide and take us to Yanming Palace.”

"Yan Ming Palace?

Where is that place?”

"It's the Hall of Yama here, but the people in charge of your Yan family are all your ancestors."

Yang Feng told Yan Yurou about the situation he had inquired about.

Yan Yurou finally understood that the leaders in charge of the underworld were all their ancestors, and she immediately breathed out loud: "This is easy. If the ancestors of the Yan family were in charge of the Yin-Yang passage, they would definitely take care of our Yan family descendants.

If I come forward, they will definitely help us return to the world of the world."

"Well, there are people in the court who are easy to do!"

After nodding his head, Yang Feng laughed and said, "Now I'm going to find another guide to take us to Yanming Palace."

Wizard?

Who are you looking for?

The smog is deep and there is no ghost... Yan Yurou's eyes were confused and looked around, and Yang Feng shouted at the top of his voice: "The great news is freshly released, the steaming live flesh is here, first come first serve.

You can't miss it when you pass by. I'll ask how many years your family hasn't had meat, come quickly!"

Crazy... As soon as the words came, the rolling and sinister smoke and dust rushed over from all directions like a tsunami, and soon arrived at a place not far away from them.

Yan Yurou looked around and immediately frightened her pupils shrank, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

At this moment, after a few breaths, millions of ghosts had immediately gathered around the two of them, dozens of them were even hundreds of feet long, more than ten times taller than the ghost king Yang Feng had encountered before.

This shows that it has swallowed much more ghosts and is even more terrifying than the Ghost King.

Yan Yurou's legs were trembling a little, and even her voice was trembling: "That... Yang Feng, aren't there too many people here?"

"A guide, the more you come, the better.

The more you come, the more information you have.

Even if you don’t recognize the way, it’s impossible to refuse to admit it all, hahaha!”

He smiled silently at the sky, Yang Feng refused to comment, how could he be so relaxed and comfortable?

A quarter of an hour later, with the loud noises, the dust like a sandstorm completely dispersed, and the entire earth was filled with ghosts that could not help but moan.

A huge evil ghost with a hundred feet long and ferocious face was kneeling on the ground at this time, and was so scared that he was almost crying.

Yang Feng stared at him with a contempt, stepped on his huge head, and said sinisterly: "If you know the appearance, be obedient to me, otherwise..." As he said that, Yang Feng glanced at the dozens of corpses as huge as this evil ghost not far away.

The evil ghost shivered and nodded quickly: "Don't worry, from now on, I, King Yanmo, will be a dog beside you.

Wherever you asked me to go, I will go, whoever you asked me to bite, I will never dare to be in any way. I just want you to let me go, woooooooo!"

With a grin on the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng looked at Yan Yurou proudly.

Yan Yurou was so shocked that she opened her mouth wide. She never expected that Yang Feng was so strong that she could fight millions in the underworld, and she was completely unaware of the shackles that would make the whole body stiff. She became a overlord. She was really a ghost hero. She immediately slapped her palm with joy.

Yang Feng smiled evilly, looked at the King of Yanmo below, and suddenly turned cold again: "Okay, with your attitude, I will spare your life and accept you as my younger brother."

"Yes, boss!"

Yan Mo said with a humble kneel, Yang Feng coughed dryly, and then said, "I'll ask you, how to get to Yan Ming Palace, do you know?"

"Yan Ming Palace?"

After his body stagnated, Yan Mo's eyes turned around and murmured: "Boss, why are you doing in Yanming Palace?

Could it be..." Yang Feng curled his lips and said arrogantly: "Since you know the way, let's take us there.

From there, we will open a road and lead to hope, hum!"

"I see!"

Daran nodded, and the King of Yanmo understood. He immediately his eyes froze. He suddenly raised his head and roared: "Young people, get up for me, go to Yanming Palace with the boss, and open a road there!"

Roar! As soon as the words came to an end, the ghosts who had been beaten up by Yang Feng in pain immediately tried to support themselves, raised their arms and roared, just like taking stimulants.

Yang Feng was stunned, what's going on?

Wouldn’t you just let them lead a way? Why are they so excited?

Yan Yurou was also puzzled and murmured: "What's wrong with them?"

"Oh, nothing, probably because I spared their lives, I made such a small request. I was so happy."

As soon as the corner of his mouth grinned, Yang Feng laughed and said, "These ghosts are quite simple and easy to satisfy, hahaha."

Yan Yurou looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the ghosts dancing with her hands and feet. She always felt that something was wrong, but before she could figure out the truth, the Baizhang Yanmo had already grabbed her and Yang Feng's bodies and put them on her shoulders.

Then, under the leadership of the King of Yama, a million army of ghosts marched forward in a mighty manner, with a strong sense of fighting in their eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Yurou felt something even more strange: "Hey, Yang Feng, are they leading the way for us?

Why do I think they are going to fight, so aggressive?"

"Hey, Yurou, you don't understand this. Do you understand this? "

With a sneer, Yang Feng lay comfortably on Yan Mo's shoulder, swaying his legs crossed, and chuckled: "Since they have surrendered to me, they are my younger brothers, and they must flatter him.

The best flattery is the momentum of travel.

Are you the boss? Going out to buy some vegetables, the little brothers around you all look like they are fighting, and the underworld is like this."

"That... let's go to Yanming Palace to find out where the Shengmen is. It's so aggressive, there's no need, right?"

Yan Yurou still found it strange, so she said again.

Yang Feng didn't care, immersed in the support of this crowded street, and couldn't extricate himself: "Why don't you need it?

The old cadres of Yanming Palace are all ancestors of the Yan family.

As the son-in-law of the Yan family, if I go to them alone for help, I will definitely be looked down upon by them.

Just like your father was like that, he was snobbish and didn't recognize me as his son-in-law, no matter what he said."

"And I think this situation is very good now, so I can go and show it to those old guys.

In their underworld, I can instantly become a overlord, let alone my achievements in the world.

Even if those old guys are snobbish, they may not be able to find any fault with me, hahaha!"

Virtue! He glanced at him fiercely, and Yan Yurou laughed and shook her head, and then stopped caring.

Three hours later, the mighty army stopped slowly. Yang Feng looked up and saw a magnificent palace in front of him coming into his eyes. It was completely different from the gloomy place around him.

It's like a poor county built in a poor mountain valley.
Chapter completed!