Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 416 He’s coming! We’re all going to die!

Looking down, a huge funnel appeared. The top edge of the circular funnel was as big as a football field. Going down were layers of steps, which became smaller and smaller as they went down, and the fog became thicker.

The top three floors can still be vaguely seen, but the lower floors are completely covered by the thick fog!

The most peculiar thing is that this thick fog is neither black nor white, but black and white, and is mixed with patches of lightning and crackling thunder!

Looking at the five people including the God of Death, each of them was wrapped in a layer of black mist, slowly floating down to the edge of the funnel below!

Landing on the edge of the wide funnel, Qin Feng was shocked by the huge space!

"What a huge project, amazing workmanship! This must be the Nine-Layer Yin-Yang Well they mentioned!"

The edge of the funnel was a hundred meters away from the small hole where they fell. The wall of the hole was obviously artificially dug, and the black and white gray color was wet and shiny!

The big black dog was still diligently guarding Qin Feng with the black mist. Apart from guarding his thick deathly aura, Qin Feng could not feel any breath from the outside world!

"Master, I will lead the way!"

The Grim Reaper looked up at the small black hole above his head, frowned and said:

"Yeah! Okay, let's go down first!"

Barek was in front, and everyone went around the edge to the opposite side!

Not long after they left, the eight people with pure white halos slowly fell down.

Looking at the figures who had already walked away, the old man in the lead smiled slightly:

"Go, follow!"

When they came down, the god of death also saw them, but that was all, and the group remained calm and unhurried!

After walking around a short circle, a staircase extending downwards appeared at the edge. Everyone walked down the staircase for thirty or forty meters and arrived at the top level of the funnel.

The ground under your feet is paved with ancient stone slabs, and next to the pit wall are stone gatehouses of different sizes and shapes, standing next to each other.

Looking at the various patterns carved on the extremely ancient stone gatehouses, some can be seen as various flowers, trees, and mythical beasts, while some are some totem-like carvings.

Under these gatehouses are uncovered sarcophagi, half of which are embedded in the concave stone wall, while the other half are exposed!

Next to each gatehouse there is a two-meter-high tombstone, which should be a brief introduction of the deceased before his death!

What puzzled Qin Feng was that these sarcophagi were either black or white, and were wrapped in thick black or white fog. They were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other!

The dim light here comes from the thick fog that wraps around the sarcophagus!

Qin Feng was wrapped in black fog and could not feel any breath from the outside world, but he could do nothing about it!

"Barek!"

"Master!"

"Are there any monks from our clan here?"

"Seven people on the ninth floor! Three people on the eighth floor! If there is no change in the past two days, there will be more than ten people from the Wraith Clan on the eighth and ninth floors. Hmm!! There are probably 20 to 30 people from other races! There is only one person below the seventh floor, and he is it!"

Death laughed when he heard this:

“That old lunatic is really stubborn! Go and inform the tribe members that no matter what happens, they are not to get close! Let’s go to the sixth floor first!”

"Yes!"

Barek agreed and left, and the Grim Reaper walked down the stairs!

On the other side of the nine-story Yin-Yang Well, there is also a staircase winding down, connecting each floor.

There, eight white shadows were walking down the stairs just like them!

The further down you go, the thicker the black and white fog becomes, and flashes of lightning can be seen everywhere, making rumbling sounds.

On the seventh floor, the fog made it impossible to see the opposite side. In the black and white fog that filled the entire Yin-Yang Well, lightning bolts as thick as little fingers began to become dense. From time to time, lightning bolts bombarded them, but were blocked by the thick deathly aura that enveloped them.

But even so, Qin Feng could clearly feel the lightning that had not been completely erased entering his body. Although it was sparse, it was vaguely itchy!

Looking at the other people, their cloaks were blowing up without wind!

That's what their hair and beards look like when they are all fluffy!

When they reached the seventh floor, everyone stood still. The Grim Reaper looked back at Samotuo and asked:

"How? Can we go down to the sixth floor?"

Samotuo nodded:

"My disciple can still hold on!"

"Well! If you can't hold on, come up as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Death raised his foot and headed down again, but before he could go down a few steps, a figure flashed and rushed up from below:

"Oh my god, run, run! That devil is coming again! Run! Run!"

The shadow screamed as he rushed forward. The Grim Reaper raised his hand, and a black halo suddenly appeared on the man. The man continued to rush up a few steps, and when he was still four or five steps away from the Grim Reaper, he was imprisoned!

The black shadow was a thin old man wearing black clothes, with his head exposed, looking like a sheep.

The sheep-faced old man was suddenly imprisoned. He twisted his body and struggled desperately to no avail. He then looked at the god of death and shouted:

"Run! Run! He's coming! He's coming! We're all going to die, we're all going to die!"

The god of death looked at the sheep-faced old man calmly and sighed:

"Hey! It's been almost a thousand years, how come you still can't get over that hurdle, old man! Yang Men, there are only a few people left in your ancient sheep tribe. I have protected them very well, and I am waiting for you to go back and take a look!"

The old man was still mumbling, but when he heard these words, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, but the light was fleeting!

"Run, run! He's coming! We are all going to die, we are all going to die!"

Seeing that Yang Men was still like this, the Grim Reaper shook his head silently, raised his hand to remove the restraints, turned sideways, and let Yang Men run up!

When Yang Men ran to Qin Feng, he suddenly stopped, stared at Qin Feng with his dead eyes and said softly:

"He's coming! He's coming! Don't look into his eyes! Are we all going to die? Ahahahaha! Ahahahahahaha!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away!

Everyone looked at Yang Men's back as he disappeared in the distance on the seventh floor, and the God of Death sighed:

"Ah!!! The glory of the past is long gone! Let's go!"

When they were about to reach the sixth floor, the old man slowed down and asked:

"A hundred years ago, the number of these sixth-level vengeful spirit slaves was less than 30%. What is the situation now?"

Qu Shanlian looked embarrassed and said quickly:

"Uh!! To be honest, these six floors are still the same as before!"

Death frowned:

"So, we still haven't solved any of the fifth-floor vengeful spirit slaves?"

Qu Shanlian and Xie Luo remained silent!

The old man was obviously a little angry, and he snorted coldly:

"Humph! You two are so lazy. How can I, a Necromancer, practice here with peace of mind?"

After saying that, a trace of worry appeared in the old man's eyes!

After walking down a few more steps, Death stopped and looked back and said:

"Barek, you stay on the seventh floor. If you see Samotuo, don't let him follow you down. Tell everyone, no matter what happens, don't go down to the sixth floor, understand?"

"Yes!"

Barek agreed and walked up. Xie Luo said coldly:

"Brother, today may not be a good time. Be careful of those old guys from the Wrathful Spirit Clan! If you really want to go down, will you still take him with you? If you take him with you, your divine corpse will follow him!"

Death lowered his head, thought for a while and sighed:

"Hey! Follow him! I always feel like there's an opportunity for him here!"

Having said this, he looked at Qin Feng:

"Kid, it's very dangerous down there. If you don't want to go, I won't force you."

Qin Feng laughed:

"Don't worry, Senior Death God. It won't hurt for me to go down and take a look!"

Seeing Qin Feng so calm, the God of Death didn't know where his confidence came from. He looked at Qin Feng deeply and nodded:

"Well! Remember to follow the corpse closely and don't run around randomly!"

"Yes!"

After saying this, the Grim Reaper walked down!