After a while of hurrying, they arrived at Luofeng Mountain.
Luofeng Mountain is hung with various white banners to show the festive mood.
After all, it is the underworld, and using white for funerals has become the mainstream in this era, and funerals are equivalent to rebirth for the underworld.
So there is nothing wrong with the underworld being in mourning to celebrate Kong Hanan's coronation.
Zhou Cang waved his hand to stop everyone and made a gesture to Yu Tu and the other eighteen immortals.
"Please, start playing music from here and go all the way to Fengdu!"
Veins popped up on Yu Tu’s forehead.
"Since when did a little ghost like you become qualified to give us orders?"
Zhou Cang laughed out loud.
"That can't be helped. Our king is tougher than your emperor."
Yu Tu was almost going crazy, and many satisfied sighs could be heard faintly in the wind around him.
"Ah~~~"
The Ligeng people like to join in the fun by nature. How could they miss the immortal's visit to the underworld to offer gifts?
It’s no wonder that the anger of an immortal tastes much better than that of a mortal.
This kind of anger should only exist in heaven, how can the underworld get enough of it?
Many Li Geng monsters benefited from this wave of affection and advanced one after another!
Even if the little dark demon was hiding in the wind, even if these dozen immortals were locked up by the Mo family's special equipment, the immortals could still sense it.
Things that were normally not taken seriously were now openly used for cultivation!
The angrier they get, the happier the Ligeng people get, and the happier the Ligeng people get, the angrier they get...
It never ends.
As a result, more and more Li Geng monsters appeared from the wind, floating densely in the air, with three faces and six eyes, looking at them expectantly.
Yu Tu took a deep breath.
"It's just a performance. Bring us your instruments and let's perform!"
Once a person lowers his head, it will be difficult for him to raise it again in his entire life. This is true for humans and immortals alike.
But obviously, the demons in the underworld had no intention of letting them go.
This is the underworld, they are creatures from the underworld, how could they have good intentions?
The undead bands that had previously specialized in accompanying Shura dance and other Shura music appeared, banging and beating, and a burst of music from the underworld sounded.
Especially the suona used in funerals, which steals the show.
The immortals were originally under the intimidation of Kong Hanan, and now they were in such a commotion that they were out of tune with everything.
But you know what, although the human undead sounds a bit unserious, the demons in the underworld find it much more pleasant to the ear.
And the undead of the human race are also trying hard to adapt.
After all, this is the underworld. When the king first entered the underworld, didn’t he also set the opposite rule?
Kong Hanan could never have imagined that the smile he showed when he recruited Mr. Gu would make his subordinates imagine things like this.
The development of events is never subject to human will, perhaps this is the case.
The noise and music attracted many ghosts to watch.
Even the three Meng sisters, who rarely appeared in public, came specially.
Meng Yong frowned. She was a female ghost from a long time ago, and had even become a ghost. She always felt that she was somewhat out of tune with the current customs of the underworld.
Meng Wan has a husband who is very stubborn. She can accept this kind of music, but she also feels that the music in the fairy world is just so-so.
She asked Pingxin curiously.
"Sister, is the music in the fairy world like this too?"
Pingxin rubbed his eyebrows.
"Maybe. I haven't been to heaven in a long time. I don't know. Maybe they are also popular in the underworld style now?"
Life is often like this. Once you dress as a woman, you will dress as a woman countless times. Once you dress badly, you will keep dressing badly.
Lying down and being ridiculed has never been a privilege reserved for humans, but also for immortals.
Even if they are at a high level.
After the immortals had been playing music and marching for an unknown period of time, and even their bodies were tired, a magnificent city finally appeared before them.
Fengdu City, a project built with great efforts by the underworld and not abandoned even during the war with the Shura clan, was shown to the eyes of the immortals for the first time.
It has to be said that even if Yu Tu looked down on the underworld, he couldn't help but feel shocked at this moment.
The sacred peach tree that blocks out the sun and covers the sky does not seem very tall in Fengdu, it is just a corner.
I have to say that this city, judging from its appearance alone, appears even more magnificent than any sect in the fairy world.
Above the crown of the sacred peach tree, under the cover of its branches and leaves, you can faintly see many small worlds, adding a lot of mystery to the city.
Under the sacred peach tree, the souls that had just entered the underworld gathered into the flowing River Styx, which was still quite clear.
The Styx River flows in all directions, forming a moat outside the city, surrounding Fengdu.
Occasionally, ferocious undead spirits from the human world would jump out of the Styx, roaring ferociously, and then be pulled into the Styx again, making it clear that this city was not to be trifled with.
The sky collapsed on earth, and the undead in the world were strengthened. Fortunately, Kong Hanan gained some power of the Moon Goddess and realized some laws of the Great God of Destiny. After he accepted the underworld, he also strengthened the attraction of the sacred peach tree.
But the Styx has degenerated from the witch god, and its control over ghosts and monsters is not as strong as before.
However, those jumping evil spirits were quickly captured by their respective prison masters from their respective hells on the crown of the sacred peach tree.
After going through the torture of hell, no matter how brave you are, your temper will be worn away.
Although the ghost fairyland of the prison masters did not seem strong to Yu Tu, it made Fengdu City appear heavily guarded and well-organized.
It’s as if there is someone watching over the city at all times, maintaining its stability.
The heavenly soldiers and generals in the fairy world did not respond so promptly.
This made Yu Tu look sideways even more.
Compared to these, the sky-high steps, the magnificent palace, and the prisoners queuing up under the sacred peach tree to be executed are not so dazzling.
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