Chapter 783 This Is the Underworld!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

These hideous ghosts came quickly and died quickly. They always turned into Yin crystals and disappeared in the yellow water before they could reach Ning Tianlin. But what made Ning Tianlin unbelievable was that the ghosts in the yellow water seemed to be endless. Some were killed, and some came out in the blink of an eye.

And they were all ugly and hideous, and they were completely dominated by evil spirits.

"However, this place is a treasure for me."

In just less than a few minutes, Ning Tianlin had killed countless ghosts, and each of them contributed 200 to 300 points of energy to him, and some even exceeded 500.

Although there were not many individual ones, the number was a bit terrifying.

More than 3,000!

Nearly 1 million points of energy!

Compared with Ning Tianlin, who now has 40 to 50 million points of energy, it is not worth mentioning, but you have to know that it only took a few minutes, and it seems that there is endless energy in the yellow water!

If he is given another half an hour, wouldn't it be 10 million points of energy!

However, the stench of these evil spirits made him nauseous. He had already closed the seven orifices of his body at the first time, and at the same time, his body floated and swam to the top of the endless yellow water.

After all, although this place is good, he, Ning Tianlin, must also find out where this is!

Then there is a decision to stop or stay.

"Swoosh!"

When he thought of this, his body shot violently and turned directly into a ray of light in the yellow water. Before those evil spirits had time to surround him, he had already "puffed" and soared into the sky and left the water.

"This is..."

With just one glance, Ning Tianlin looked at the scenery on the side and was a little dazed!

The surface of the endless yellow water was a huge wave, rolling continuously, accompanied by the boundless evil spirit, and rising continuously in the sweeping of the gloomy wind, covering the area of ​​100 miles in a gloomy wind.

Moreover, ghosts and evil spirits kept jumping up from the surface of the yellow water, passing through this boundless evil.

Especially not far in front of him, there stood three arch bridges, in gold, silver, and black.

The golden arch bridge was more than a hundred feet high and dozens of meters wide. There were handrails on the edge of the bridge, and there were exquisite patterns painted around it. The huge bridge stood in the yellow water and was very stable.

The silver arch bridge was ten feet high and several meters wide. There were no handrails around it, it was simple. However, no matter how the yellow water below hit it, it still could not reach the edge of the silver bridge.

The black arch bridge was different, only ten meters high, and less than fifty or sixty centimeters wide, and even swayed, as if it could collapse at any time under the impact of the yellow water. Especially every time the waves hit it, it would leave sewage on the surface of the bridge.

And at this time, there were pedestrians passing on the three bridges of different colors.

It is more appropriate to say that they are ghosts than pedestrians. Because these people had no trace of flesh and blood, they were completely in the state of ghosts.

The widest and most stable golden bridge had the fewest people, only two people. However, they did not travel together, but one in front and one behind. At the same time, there were several ghosts floating around them, with solemn expressions, as if they were protecting their safety.

However, despite this, the two people still looked cautious, especially when they saw the ghosts below constantly jumping up and roaring through the bridge body, grabbing towards them, they were a little frightened.

After a while, they also found that the ghosts below could not touch them at all. The bridge body was a hundred feet high, and although these terrifying evil ghosts were powerful, they could not reach this height when jumping out of the yellow water.

Even if one or two of them were about to approach the bridge body, they were dispersed by the guards on the side.

On the silver bridge on the side, there were slightly more pedestrians, about a hundred people. But there were no guards around them, and they were a little frightened when they saw the terrifying ghosts jumping up below.

However, their arch bridge was high enough.

Although there were many ghosts roaring below, few of them were able to reach them. When they passed this area, the only one who was pulled into the water by the ghosts below was a young man whose legs were shaking all the time.

Rather than being pulled into the water by the evil ghost, it is better to say that he was not firm enough and fell from the bridge without handrails.

However, Ning Tianlin also noticed that when the young man was pulled into the water, the evil ghost who pulled him into the water also replaced him and stood on the silver bridge. His figure shook and turned into an ordinary pedestrian.

Following the crowd, he walked forward.

However, the narrowest, most narrow, most unstable, shaky, and possibly overturned black bridge had the most pedestrians, about tens of thousands of people! Because the bridge was very narrow, less than fifty centimeters, these people lined up, lowered their heads, and walked forward carefully.

The body was trembling, and from time to time someone was unstable, shaken down, and fell into the yellow water.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Soon they were torn into pieces by the evil spirits gathered below.

"Go!"

"Go!"

"If you linger any longer, I'll peel off your skin and pull out your tendons! I'll break your necks and kick you down!"

At the same time, the ears of these people kept ringing the scolding of the ghosts!

Although there were ghosts like the Golden Bridge, the ghosts on the Black Bridge were far less good-tempered than those on the other side. They all waved iron chains in their hands. It seemed that they were not protecting them at all, but were going to push them into the Yellow Water!

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The gloomy wind blew, and the ghosts and evil spirits that kept jumping up below made a creepy roar. From time to time, they jumped up and grabbed the pedestrians on the arch bridge. The Black Bridge was too low, and some people were pulled down carelessly.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

In a moment, they were eaten by these evil spirits.

Ning Tianlin also noticed that the ghosts on the Black Bridge who were pulled down to the Yellow Water by the evil spirits died, and no evil spirits replaced them. The positions just now were vacated.

"Three-color bridge!"

"This is the three-color bridge!"

"This is the three-color bridge of the underworld!"

Ning Tianlin stood above the rolling evil spirit, looking at this thing and this scene, a little dazed.

He never thought that he would come here!

He had seen the three-color bridge in front of him before. That time, he came to the underworld because he wanted to recover the soul of Shu Yishan's mother, and then he met Niu Tou, King Yama, and King Zhuanlun.

In the end, they took him and flew over the three-color bridge!

He remembered it clearly, because he was still curious at that time, what was this three-color bridge, why there were these three colors, and why there were so many evil spirits below.

At that time, King Yama personally explained it to him.

He would not be wrong, this is definitely the underworld!

He also saw the ghost messenger and guards of the side chief with his own eyes at that time!