People often say that you will be a hero again in 18 years, and you will be like this in the next life.

Yes, the despair that people encounter in this life hopes to change in the next life and gain hope.

However, if the hopes of the next life, the next life, the next life, and even the next life are cut off, that is the true despair of a soul.

Originally, in the entire universe's reincarnation system, every spirit body was equal. No matter what the previous life was, the king or the beggar had to use various systematic reviews to determine the fate of the next life.

Maybe I sigh in this life that my destiny will be unfair, and my next life will be glory and wealth.

The situation in the next life is the last light of hope for every desperate person.

But in this independent world created by the Yan family that blocked the entire universe system, even the underworld has become a pool of stagnant water, and most people will never turn over.

Yang Feng, as the representative of the lower class, was really angry. Even if it was his wife's family's property, he could not tolerate anyone who dared to trample on the future of the creatures in the world in this way.

At this moment, he seemed to really feel where the dignity of being a God is.

He could not allow these false gods to be presumptuous before him anyway.

Boom! The golden door fell completely, Yan Mo showed a look of excitement on his face, his body became soft, and he collapsed as if he had exhausted his strength, but he was gently caressed by Yang Feng at some point and pushed him up again.

Yan Mo looked down and smiled across the corner of his mouth: "Boss..." "This is just the beginning. You can't move as soon as you walked to the door, come in with me."

Without even looking at him, Yang Feng just shook his wrist and bounced Yan Mo's weak body that was dozens of feet long and then stepped inward.

Yan Mo's eyes moved slightly, he looked at his unruly back deeply, then looked back at the excited divine lights of the little brothers, and immediately grinned and shouted: "Follow the boss and smashed the Yanming Palace!"

Roar! As soon as the words came to an end, the crowd was filled with passion, and the ghosts shouted and rushed in through the broken door, with their desire for the future in their eyes.

Yan Mo gritted his teeth, barely supported himself, and rushed in with the ghosts.

At this moment, this scene was very similar to the scene when the victims smashed the imperial grain warehouse and robbed grain during the famine year.

Before he knew it, Yang Feng led a peasant uprising in the underworld.

Yan Yurou felt a little complicated, but after thinking about it, she still followed closely.

At the same time, the noise outside reached the hall deep in Yanming Hall.

There, strands of ghosts sat in two rows in an orderly manner. The top-ranked old man looked out from afar and frowned: "What's wrong?

There is such a big noise outside!"

Report! A quick shout came, and a ghost quickly came to the hall, bowed to the old man at the top and said, "The lonely ghosts all rebelled. They broke the gate of the front hall and rushed to the front yard. There were probably millions..." "What?"

His body was shocked, and all the senior officials in the hall were shocked.

"how so?

Those little embryos have this courage?”

"That's right, even if they have the courage, they don't have the strength?

Is it so easy to break open to our Yanming Palace?"

"What are the guards outside doing?

Can these ghosts break into our Yanming Palace?

What kind of style is it?”

...There were chattering and everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Only the senior old man pondered for a little, shouting: "What the hell is going on?"

Where did they have the strength to rebel?

Didn’t the people outside stop him?”

"You are the ancestor, it's easy for others to say about these people, but the only one is quite special. He is a living person who broke into the underworld from nowhere, and his strength is extremely perverted.

In just a breath, all the elders guarding the palace gate were burned to ashes."

"What, can living people in the world still exert their strength in the underworld?"

After gently stroking his beard, the old man frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Can he beg... he has refined the power of the Yin Evil?"

"Yes, if not, the power of the world in the world would have absolutely no effect in the underworld."

After a steady nod, one of them immediately stood up and bowed and said, "Old ancestor, let the child meet this mortal. What's his ability?"

"Yan Qing, act carefully!"

"Don't worry, the child will go back here, hum."

With a cold smile, the man turned around and left with a striking rebellious look on his face. He bursts of black lightning unconsciously escaped from his body.

When everyone saw him going to war, they felt relieved and ignored the disputes outside.

A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of Yang Feng, the peasant uprising army in the underworld had completely occupied the front hall of Yanming Hall, searching everywhere, and arresting all the civilians who were doing underworld work, screening out the talents Yang Feng needed.

"You all remembered it for me. I want to find the Nangong family, know the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and you can find the people who will make me return to the sun. Do you understand?"

"Yes, boss!"

Yang Feng urged all over the place, and the younger brothers shouted loudly, and they were working hard.

Yan Yurou came to Yang Feng slowly, looking at the vigorous noise around him, she couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, our Yan family's property in the underworld was smashed by you."

"I've burned your ancestors to ashes. Do you blame me?"

Without looking at her, Yang Feng just murmured.

Yan Yurou did not answer, but just murmured: "If your wife, my sister, is here, would you beat these ancestors of her family to death in front of her?"

"meeting!"

Without hesitation, Yang Feng told the truth.

Yan Yurou looked at him strangely and said in surprise: "Didn't you say that your wife is the most important? She used to let go of my uncle when she was fighting with my father, and she kept apologizing. Why are you so merciless now?"

"Can this be the same? Can immediate relatives be comparable to such unmatched relatives?"

She rolled her eyes unconsciously, and Yang Feng sneered: "Your father and uncle, no matter what, they are Yuchan's father and uncle. They must meet often in daily life, and they are close relatives, at least with some emotional foundation.

These ancestors of the Yan family who had died for many years did not care what they would do.

Compared to them, my husband is much more kissing than them. Will Yuchan turn against me because of these dead ghosts?

Besides, let alone Yuchan, even if it were you, how many of those dead ghosts did you know just now?"

Well! My heart stagnated, Yan Yurou rolled her eyes and became silent.

Yang Feng looked at her evilly, grinned and said, "Isn't that all?"

You don’t know each other, and Yuchan doesn’t care even more about where they got poor relatives. I’ll give them a lot of face.

Moreover, I think you can't stand this kind of resentment of heaven and man just now, right?"

"You are just a little bit of a ghost, and you hate it!"

Yan Yurou pinched Yang Feng hard and cursed with a smile.

Yang Feng smiled silently: "If it were your father standing opposite you today, for the sake of your sisters, I would definitely not dare to do it too well.

As for other elders of the Yan family, I'm afraid they've been out of five matches long ago. I know him as a ball, cut it!"

"Is that so? It turns out that you are also members of the Yan family, hum! Suddenly, a sneer came out, resounding above the nine heavens, full of rebelliousness and contempt...
Chapter completed!