Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 508: The Lord of Hell is in Danger

The sky gradually darkened, and the cold aura of the Undead loomed like ice. They were surrounded by ghostly green ghost fires and let out bursts of shrill howls, as if they were calls from the underworld, which was heart-wrenching.

Xue Yi and his group stood back to back, swords flashing like weaving, fighting endlessly with these undead creatures. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death.

At this moment, an ominous black cloud approached rapidly from the horizon. When the cloud dispersed, a man in a black robe stood out of nowhere, surrounded by a dark energy even darker than that of the Undead.

His eyes were like the abyss, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand lightly and flicked his fingertips. In an instant, countless black tentacles stretched out from the void and coiled around the Undead who were besieging Xue Yi and others like poisonous snakes. The speed was astonishingly fast.

The howling of the Undead suddenly became shrill and desperate, and their once invincible dark green ghost fires flickered like candle flames under the pressure of the black-robed man.

The black tentacles were like chains from hell, entwining each undead accurately and mercilessly, lifting them high up and then dropping them heavily, accompanied by bursts of harsh metal collisions and shrill screams.

These undead creatures actually showed fear at this moment, and struggled, but could only wave their bony hands in vain. They knelt down and begged for mercy to the man in the sky, shouting vaguely: "Lord of the Underworld... spare my lives..." The air was filled with even thicker despair and chaos.

The figure of the man in black robe appeared even taller in the darkness, as if the real god of death had arrived, controlling the boundary between life and death.

Lord of the underworld?

Xue Yi and the others changed their expressions and looked over.

The man was dressed in black, his eyebrows were like ink, his eyes were like stars, his facial features were distinct and three-dimensional, and his natural handsomeness was mixed with unspeakable sharpness and majesty. At this moment, there was no expression on his face, he was as cold as a Shura from hell, and his whole body exuded a chilling murderous aura.

Is this the Lord of the Underworld?

Can they take this opportunity to make some friends and prepare for going to the Ice Mark Century in the future? After all, it is said that only the floating boat of the Lord of the Underworld can cross the Sea of ​​All Spirits.

After all the undead present were destroyed, the man withdrew his strength and landed on the ground.

The man in black robe slowly turned around, his deep eyes swept over Xue Yi and the others, he nodded slightly, his thin lips slightly parted, his voice was low and magnetic,

“This disaster is entirely due to my negligence in supervision, which has allowed the undead to escape and cause trouble to you all.” As he spoke, the dark energy surrounding him seemed to be smoothed out by some force and retracted into his body, no longer so sharp.

Xue Yi and the others only felt that the inexplicable pressure was slightly relieved, but the shock in their hearts remained.

The moonlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled thinly on his black robe, illuminating his angular profile and adding a touch of mystery.

He raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips lightly passed through the void, as if mobilizing the power of the surrounding space. A faint, invisible light flowed through his fingertips and then dissipated into nothingness.

Except Xue Yi, everyone else seemed to realize that the Lord of the Underworld in front of them was an excellent helper to them.

Ji Wuchen stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the man, "Meet the Lord of the Underworld."

"We have something important to discuss with you. I wonder if the Lord of the Underworld would be so kind as to have a meeting with you."

The man raised his eyebrows, his face calm, and whispered, "Yes."

When the group arrived at the shrine, Bai Ye ordered people to prepare a banquet of the highest standards.

The banquet was held in his bedroom, so it was naturally very safe.

Xue Yi raised her glass to the man and asked softly, "How long will the Lord of the Underworld plan to stay in the human world this time?"

The man responded from a distance, but did not answer her question. Instead, he said calmly, "Wei Fuzhi, my name."

"In the human world, you'd better stop calling me Lord of the Underworld. It's not conducive to my actions."

Several people nodded and looked at each other. Bai Ye spoke up, "It's like this. We would like to borrow your floating boat. We need to cross the Wanling Sea to find a secret place in the future. I wonder if you can give it up. We will return it in good condition after use."

Wei Fuzhi looked at the person who spoke, his eyes deep, and asked: "How long will it take? What is your purpose in crossing the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Spirits?"

"Don't explain clearly. This lord's floating boat is not for anyone to borrow."

Xue Yi sighed and told her story.