Fang Yongheng also looked at the young man in surprise.

From the reaction of that young man, it seems that this young man is also a player from the human novice village?

But how is that possible?

At this time, human players can actually enter the underworld?

Fang Yongheng is a reborn person in the end of the world, so he can prepare for the future, one step ahead and one step ahead!

By chance, he first captured the Master Tianzhu and sacrificed it to become a divine clone of his own. Then, with the Master Tianzhu, he successfully seized the Buddha body of the three generations and sacrificed it to become a divine clone of the second divine clone.

Next, he established the Xiaoling Mountain power and obtained another reward body of the Tathagata. Fang Yongheng was in a pattern of soaring into the sky.

How many months has the end of the world arrived? Fang Yongheng had already seized the Spirit Stage, and there were three palace-level retribution bodies. Now, the Three Saints Buddhas are even more sacred. Let me ask, who can compare to Fang Yongheng in the entire human player?

Absolutely not!

But now, in the underworld, Fang Yongheng actually met the players from the Human Novice Village!

It seems that there is more than one?

"Tiandu, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. Who are they?" Fang Yongheng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Now he has the confidence to face everything.

What kind of sacred people is a joke. Fang Yongheng's body of retribution is the Taiyi Sect Master, and the sacred one.

The sky was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Fang Yongheng was so neither arrogant nor humble, and there was no slight fear in front of everyone, as if he regarded people as normal.

"What's your name? Did Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva really give you the "Dafang and Ten Wheels of the Great Wheels"? Can you let your brothers observe it?"

The young man was not polite: "By the way, my name is Gong Hei Di. I will be able to advance to the late stage soon."

"This is my sister, Gong Baiyu, beautiful, right? Do you want to meet me or not? I will introduce it to you. As long as you observe the "Dafang Guangguan Ten Wheels Sutra" for me, you will even have the opportunity to become my brother-in-law."

"Brother, what are you talking nonsense? I hate it!" The girl next to Tiandu said angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense. This brother is capable of entering the underworld and is deeply appreciated by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. As your husband, my brother-in-law is still qualified." The palace black emperor said seriously.

"Not interested!" Fang Yongheng said lightly.

"What is your name? What is your cultivation level?"

At this moment, the young master sitting in the sedan chair and his group came to the front. The young master looked down at Fang Yongheng.

"Who are you?" Fang Yongheng frowned.

"What are you asking about this Son of Holy Son?"

This young man in the sedan chair is nothing else, but the White Tiger Holy Son Xu Qingyang.

I don’t know why he suddenly went to the underworld and came to this altar, either to the underworld or to hell.

"roll!"

Fang Yongheng would not give face to the White Tiger Holy Son. He knew which onion and garlic this person was.

Even if he knew that the Saint of White Tiger was a disciple of "The Most Holy Bear, Huang Tian, ​​the Orthodox Emperor Xuanyuan", how could Fang Yongheng be concerned about him?

Although Huangdi is a sacred person, he is also at the Taiyi level and is not much stronger than the Three Saints Buddhas.

The Saint Son of White Tiger is a sacred disciple, but Fang Yongheng is the sacred master. It is clear at a glance which one is stronger and who is weaker.

"Looking for death!" Xu Qingyang's face turned fierce.

"White Tiger, your power is so powerful that you don't necessarily want to give you face."

The burly young man with cow horns and ears sarcastically said.

"Yunlong, do you want to watch a good show? There are opportunities to go to hell, but you dare to take Jingwei and Jingqi. Be careful not to let the two saints bump into each other."

The ill-intentioned Taoist of the White Tiger Son.

"White Tiger, are you threatening me?" The young man with a bull horn shot a sharp light from the cloud dragon's eyes and stared at the White Tiger Holy Son.

"Threat, it's not enough. Besides, how dare I threaten the two daughters of Emperor Yan? I'm just kindly reminding me. After all, these eighteen levels of hell are not simple."

"You are so kind." The green-haired girl called Jingwei curled her lips.

Fang Yongheng doesn't want to waste time with them anymore. The most important thing is to enter the underworld, go to hell, and collect hell's dark flowers.

As for these people, except for the gods and monsters, there is no need to figure out how many of them are on the scene who are novice village players.

Being able to meet human players in the underworld immediately made Fang Yongheng feel alert and urgent.

Fang Yongheng asked himself that he was one step ahead of everyone, so one step ahead of him, one step must strive for the first step.

But obviously, he is not the only one who has luck and great opportunities.

When Fang Yongheng failed to win the first win and was reminded to be the second one, his sense of urgency should be maintained.

As the cultivation level improves, the three retribution bodies become stronger and stronger, and they relax and lose their urgency.

Now, seeing the palace black emperor, the White Tiger Holy Son Xu Qingyang and others, Fang Yongheng felt a sense of urgency again.

Tiandu walked up: "Fang Yongheng, isn't Tianming with you?"

"I came down by myself, I have something to do."

Fang Yongheng said, and bypassed Tiandu and walked towards the altar.

With a flash of his hand, the incense that the three pillars had already prepared was inserted into the incense burner on the altar.

Fang Yongheng began to recite the Netherworld Sutra of the Yellow Springs.

"What are you doing?" The White Tiger Holy Son said sternly.

"I went into the underworld road and went to hell, are you following?"

Fang Yongheng quickly finished reciting the Netherworld Sutra in the Yellow Springs.

A yellow spring road emerged beside the altar.

"Who told you to start the Huangquan Road now?" The White Tiger Holy Son jumped out of the sedan chair.

"I started the road to the underworld, and you still need your approval. You are too so you can be the corner yourself, right?" Fang Yongheng sneered.

"Rareless, do you know who this Holy Son is? How dare you talk to me like this?" The Holy Son of White Tiger was furious.

"I know which onion you are that garlic? If you don't want to feel uncomfortable, get out!" Fang Yongheng scolded without hesitation.

If it weren't for the forbidden magic of the underworld, Fang Yongheng would have really wanted to slap this guy who claimed to be the Sacred Son of the White Tiger.

If you have a mere Foundation Establishment Stage, you will not be happy to have a thorn in front of his Spirit-Saving Stage, right?

Who gave him a face?

The White Tiger Holy Son even wanted to slap Fang Yongheng with one palm.

However, the forbidden magic, magical powers and magical powers in the underworld are forbidden, and no one can use them.

Fang Yongheng was too lazy to pay attention to these people who were both players in the human novice village, but they were obviously not easy to get along with, so he walked straight into Huangquan Road.

"Brother Tiandu, who is this person? How do you look like you? Who gives him the courage? Did Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" asked the Saint Son of White Tiger.

"Xu Qingyang, if you want to know, why not ask him in person?" Gong Hei Di smiled.

"You guys just keep waiting, we are going to enter the Huangquan." Gong Heidi said, and also took Gong Baiyu and Tian to the Huangquan Road.

Before Fang Yongheng arrived, they were actually waiting for the arrival of one person and then climbing the underworld together.
Chapter completed!