In the eyes of Wuyang Banner Feng, if this place is really a legendary place, the statue of the Yama Hall, which replaces the law enforcement of the Heavenly Dao, can be placed here, which must be an ancient powerful existence. The mounts of such existence will not be much weaker, and perhaps they are about the same as the dark dragon who swam to the second heaven of the underworld. The conversation between Ning Qi and the Third Prince of Ming was deeply shocked by him, and the eyes of him looking at the Third Prince of Ming had undergone a huge change.

Originally, a sudden appearance of someone shocked Wuyang Qifeng. As a result, this person's background was so terrifying. Wuyang Qifeng could no longer describe his inner shock in words, so he could only stare at Prince Ming San.

Ning Qi explained the origin of this place in a few words. The third prince of Ming became more and more shocked when he heard it, but his face showed ecstasy.

"I just knew that my Nether Snake Clan had an extraordinary origin!"

Prince Ming San said excitedly.

"But it has fallen."

Ning Qi poured cold water ruthlessly, "Maybe even the master of your ancestor has died. This place has not been crowded for too long."

"Well……"

Prince Ming was a little surprised, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Who is not dead in this world? I believe that even those with extremely strong cultivation will never escape the cycle of reincarnation."

"You know a lot."

Ning Qi was a little surprised. The purpose of a normal monk was to seek immortality, but the Third Prince of Ming seemed to be the opposite of them. From his words, it can be seen that his view of life and death is more thorough than that of ordinary monks.

The third prince of Ming ignored Ning Qi, but kept staring at the statue. Seeing this, Ning Qi turned around and left and came to the center of the hall. It was empty, but he knew that there must be a more magnificent statue here, and it was probably the owner of this hall!

"Is that woman? Or is there someone else?"

Ning Qi looked at the incomplete base of the statue and thought in his heart. Judging from this base, the statue here was pulled up or pushed down by someone, so the base seemed a little uneven.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from behind, and the Emperor of the Underworld and others arrived. They looked around the hall and finally gathered in front of the nine intact statues.

"Is he?"

Meng Xituofan and Emperor Ming were slightly shocked, and the eyes of the third prince of Ming looked at Prince Ming with a hint of solemnity and fear. They were sure that they had never seen this person before, and after Ning Qi entered the hall, they followed. When did this person appear? Or... he himself is a figure in this hall?

Everyone suddenly thought of the woman he saw in Yaochi before. The eyes of Prince Ming changed drastically, and subconsciously slowly retreated, not daring to approach Prince Ming.

The Third Prince of Ming seemed to have no idea, and his eyes were still looking at the statue of the god. Suddenly, the hall suddenly became bright.

Lights lit up around the hall, illuminating the dark hall extremely brightly.

Until now, everyone discovered that this was a hall composed of countless statues of gods. The walls around the hall were carved with statues of various sizes. Whether on pillars or above everyone's heads, as long as the eyes were all there were statues of gods. These statues had different expressions, without a single repetition. It was roughly estimated that there should be more than tens of thousands of gods!

A trace of fear filled everyone's hearts, because the eyes of these gods seemed to be alive, as if they were staring at them!

"retreat!"

The Lord of the Sea God Temple retreated step by step outside the hall. This place was too strange and he dared not use his life to gain opportunities!

A flame suddenly flew up and fell on him as the Lord of the Sea God Temple was avoided. Then, the middle-stage monk of Tongming Realm was burned to ashes by the flame. Seeing this, a hint of horror appeared in his eyes. This place was too dangerous, and he killed an existence that was the same as them in a quiet voice!

Before everyone could react, the flames around them flew up one by one, and their speed was very slow, but no one, including the two of the Underworld, dared to question the power of these flames.

Ten, fifty, one hundred, three hundred... Whenever the flames in the oil lamps flew up, a new flame would be born. Soon, thousands of flames were covered with fire, floating across the sky. A monk finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back. One of the flames closest to him fell directly on him. He didn't even have time to scream. The monk walked into the footsteps of the Lord of the Sea God Temple...

"Retreat, is death?"

A trace of shock appeared in everyone's eyes, and a trace of cold sweat appeared silently on everyone's backs. No one dared to act rashly without authorization, otherwise the two masters of the Sea God Temple would be their fate!

After witnessing this scene, Wuyang Qifeng showed a hint of regret in his eyes. If he had known this, he wouldn't have come in just now. He subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. At this moment, only Ning Qi could solve the current predicament in his heart!

"senior……"

After waiting for an hour, Meng Xituofan finally couldn't help it because there were more and more flames in the hall. If this continues, even if they stand there, they will not be able to guarantee that they will not be touched by the flames!

"Don't you dare to move, either?"

"This place is too weird. Although its cultivation is extremely high, it may not be the opponent of these flames. What kind of fire are these?"

Everyone thought of it with a little ugly expression.

At this moment, all the flames around moved, and a hint of horror appeared in the eyes of Emperor Nether. When everyone saw the purpose of the flames clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief, because the flames were floating towards Ning Qi!

"There is indeed a spirit here. I know the strongest one, but if that one is killed, wouldn't it be our turn?"

Meng Xituofan and Emperor Ming looked at each other, feeling like they were cold in their lips. If Ning Qi died, it would definitely be their turn in the future!

Soon, thousands of flames gathered in front of Ning Qi, but these flames did not burn Ning Qi to ashes as they thought, but continued to merge together, transforming thousands of them into hundreds of thousands of flames, and finally, nearly tens of thousands of trembling flames fused into one and floated in front of Ning Qi.

Everyone looked at this scene and saw a hint of disbelief in their eyes. What was even more shocking was that Ning Qi's palm was gently raised, and the flames seemed to have a spirit, quietly falling into the center of Ning Qi's palm, but Ning Qi was not burned to ashes by it!

"He...who is he?"
Chapter completed!