It looks like a virtual and a solid, standing between the fog, emitting an ancient and terrifying aura. The four unknown Taoist essays on it make people feel even more palpitations.

"The Netherworld Pass!"

gate of hell!

The moment he saw this level, except for the Ghost King, the ghost people and ghost generals in the city were almost frightened and could not move.

This gate appears, which means that the underworld general is about to appear...

Bang!

Accompanied by a sour sound of pushing the door, a huge bull head came out from behind the city gate, with a stigma face and red eyes as red as blood.

"A lonely ghost dares to call my name?!"

The wind was howling and thunderous.

Except for Yang Yu, no one could see clearly. He could only hear half a scream. The old man who roared to the sky and was so powerful that he had already been photographed as powdered as the tall building beneath him!

Yu Yang could see clearly.

The thunderbolt exploded like a sound, which was the sound of an iron fist breaking through the air. It was extremely fast, without any change or exquisiteness, and it just smashed from top to bottom.

Its power is terrifying.

This cannot even be called a battle, let alone a fight.

When the majestic bull head, which was about three feet tall, walked out from behind the gates of ghosts, the entire ghost city, the ghost generals and ghost people seemed to have lost all the will to resist.

They knelt down one after another, and turned into a rolling cloud of fog in the shock of the gate of hell, and were swallowed by the bull's head.

Bang!

The strong smoke of gunpowder spurted out from his nostrils, and A Ping's eyes burned like fire for a long time, and then sighed and said to himself:

"Only I am left..."

The fierce bull head shed tears at this moment, and tears as big as fists slid down, no longer the previous fierceness, only loneliness and loneliness.

"The Emperor, the Lord of the Palace, the Ghost Emperor, the Yama, the Judge, the Horse Face... The Netherworld has completely collapsed, I didn't hold on, I didn't hold on..."

The lonely bull head walked lonely on the empty street. Sometimes, he sat down in a wine shop, sometimes went to drink a few cups of tea, or even read a few books.

One day, two days...

The time of the illusion has accelerated at this moment. The sky is white and black, and all the scenes remain unchanged, only the position of the bull's head is changing.

As time passes day by day, the giant bull becomes more and more lonely. Sometimes, he will go crazy and rush into the mountains to vent, breaking up the hills after hills.

Sometimes, he would cry loudly, crying for several days.

During this period, there was no one in the ghost town, only the wind and clouds accompanied me...

He could not detect the existence of Yang Yu, and Yang Yu could not communicate with him. Fortunately, the lonely bull head would sometimes become very nagging.

"The god is dead, the demon is destroyed, I am still alive..."

"The Emperor is right. The world of heaven is unusual, but why doesn't He come himself? The Great Freedom King Buddha, the Great Buddha of the Infinite Buddha, the White Bone Bodhisattva...

Why don’t they come?"

"According to legend, "Diyin" holds the authority of "existence", can He not exist in the last calamity?"

"Oh, Mamma, it would be great if you were there too. We two brothers can drink and be so lonely..."

"I'm almost dead, too."

...

In the monotonous and boring days, Yang Yu did not calculate how long it took for the bull to die, because the illusion in front of him was flowing at an extremely fast speed.

One day, the hangover bull head woke up, and he had no idea how courage he mustered up, and called out the gates of hell again...

"Can I be the last ghost in the world?"

He muttered, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something:

"Yan Luo, I'm afraid all of them are dead. Then, I, old cow, can I live with the King of Hell before I die?!"

Thinking of this, the bull's eyes lit up.

Then, he disappeared into the gates of hell, and the illusion came to an abrupt end.

Only his whispers:
Chapter completed!