At the foot of the mountain, there is a gloomy reception desk, each with a length and width of thousands of feet. In the middle is an unknown skull the size of a hill. The eyes of the skull are burning with ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, which seems to have spiritual wisdom.
The Yinshan Mountain and the Welcome Terrace are connected by a ten thousand zhang-long stone road. Red lanterns made of paper are hung on both sides of the stone road. When the wind blows, the red lanterns are on the verge of falling, making a rattling sound.
At this time, there were already four figures standing on the welcome stage, and the aura emanating from their bodies was no less than that of Wuling Patriarch, but just like Wuling Patriarch, these people were very old, and their aura was stronger, but they revealed the decline of the sun. smell.
"These old guys are here too."
Seeing the four figures on the welcome platform, Patriarch Wuling's eyes flickered slightly.
"Old monster Wuling, since you're here, why don't you come and talk about it."
An old man who looked thin and withered smiled hoarsely at Patriarch Wuling.
"Old Yin-Yang, I see you every time. It's really a destiny." Patriarch Wuling laughed and appeared on the welcome platform in an instant.
The Yin-Yang old monster he was talking about was a quasi-venerable of the evil spirit clan, called Yin-Yang old man, who was older than the ancestor of Wuling, and had lived for nearly 110,000 years. The reason why he could exceed the limit was because he had obtained two The Nether Fruit increases the lifespan by ten thousand years. The yin-yang old man is proficient in the profound meaning of yin and yang, and the unique skill of changing yin and yang is one of the most difficult skills Wuling ancestors have ever seen.
"Hey, every time I see you, my luck is good, and I hope it will be the same this time." The Yin-Yang old man's eyes were gloomy, and the sinister aura on his body was not much inferior to the spooky aura in hell.
"Ahem, old monster Wuling, since we can meet here, how about working together to break through the level?"
The old woman standing not far away leaned on a cane, coughed and said.
Patriarch Wuling looked at the other party, hesitantly said: "This should be Grandma Yegui!"
"That's right, it's the old man, how about it?"
Grandma Yegui, the quasi-venerable of the Yasha clan, has lived for more than 14,000 years.
"It seems to be a good idea to work together to break through the level. It is better to be respectful than obedient. As for these two, I don't know each other well. Please introduce them to me." There are too many old monsters of various races. Long time old monster.
Yin-Yangsou sneered, "This is Dali Patriarch of the Barbarian Race, and this is Jin Guang Patriarch of the Monster Race."
Patriarch Dali is very tall, more than two meters tall, but his back is a bit bent, and his eyes flicker with a trace of death, which is a sign that he is not far from the end.
Patriarch Jin Guang was the opposite of Patriarch Dali, he was extremely short in stature, he was clearly a dwarf, with a pair of cloudy eyes, golden light flashed occasionally, extremely fierce.
In the outside world, everyone is a mortal enemy, but here, everyone is here to survive, and it doesn't make any sense to kill you to the death. This is the main reason why the four of them didn't fight each other before.
"I've heard of Patriarch Wuling's name a long time ago, and seeing him today, it's nothing more than that." Patriarch Dali seemed to have some hatred for Patriarch Wuling, and his tone was not kind.
The ancestor of Wuling was not a good stubble either, he smiled and said: "The barbarians seem to be some arrogant people, but you barbarians are geniuses, refined into puppets, the flesh is very strong."
"snort!"
Patriarch Dali snorted coldly, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "I ask you, is the seventh disciple of my old friend Sirius captured by you? polite."
"The Sirius you mentioned should be the old monster Sirius! He is also a character, but everything must be proved. Have you ever seen me kidnap his seventh disciple with your own eyes?"
Although Patriarch Wuling is not afraid of Patriarch Dali and Old Monster Sirius, he is also unwilling to form a death feud with these two, so he will never admit this matter. Of course, the seventh disciple of Old Monster Sirius was indeed killed by him. Refined into a puppet, the junior also said at the time that he was the disciple of Sirius.
"Old Wuling, don't make excuses, I know you did it."
Patriarch Dali is 70% sure that the other party did it, as long as the other party admits, this matter will be easy to handle.
"Strong old thief, you thought I was afraid of you. Let me say it again, this matter has nothing to do with me. If you want to fight, then fight. If the old man tries to get injured, he will kill you."
"Okay, both of you, this is hell, and everything from the outside world is not allowed to be mentioned here. After leaving hell, we can talk about grievances and grievances. The ugly words are up front. Whoever messes around again, please respect yourself."
Yin-Yang old man didn't want to pay attention to the matter of Patriarch Wuling and Patriarch Dali, but these two are quasi-venerables, if they make a quarrel, it might alarm some powerful mountain ghosts nearby.
"Old Monster Yin Yang is right. I came to Hell for the Nether Fruit, not to listen to your noise." Grandma Ye Gui also spoke.
Patriarch Dali has always had a rough temper, he was about to speak, but Patriarch Jin Guang stopped him with a look.
"Don't be reckless, we'll talk about it later."
Patriarch Jin Guang transmitted the voice to Patriarch Dali.
Clenching his fists tightly, making a creaking sound, Patriarch Dali snorted coldly, and turned away to look at Patriarch Wuling.
"This old guy is really hateful. If there is a chance, we must kill him, otherwise he will be a disaster." Wuling Patriarch said coldly in his heart.
I don't know when, the welcome stage became cold, the five old monsters were all silent, and the night ghost mother-in-law even sat cross-legged on the stage, meditating and adjusting her breath by herself.
About three days later, the eyes of the huge skull on the reception desk suddenly swelled, the mouth opened, and a solemn voice came out, "Welcome to Ghost Crying Mountain, everyone, enter this mountain, ten ghost stones per person, or you will suffer disaster. "
The night ghost mother-in-law opened her eyes, turned her palms over, and threw ten black stones into the skull's mouth, and Wuling Patriarch and others followed suit one by one.
Ghost stones are the currency of hell, equivalent to the primordial stones of the outside world, but they are infinitely more precious than primordial stones. He didn't believe it, but he refused to hand in the ghost stone. As a result, from the moment he entered the ghost crying mountain, he heard the sound of ghost crying all the time, and finally he had a mental breakdown and disappeared inside the Yin mountain.
As outsiders, the five of them naturally don't have ghost stones, but they can snatch them in hell. Some slightly stronger ghosts always have one or two ghost stones on them. After accumulating, it is not difficult to get ten ghost stones. The ghost stone, Wuling Patriarch still has fourteen pieces on his body, enough to do it again.
"These are generous people, please enter the mountain."
The skull grinned, and the red lanterns on both sides of the stone path leading to the welcome platform lit up one by one.
"Walk!"
The Yin-Yang old man took the lead on the stone path.
The moment the five people walked up the stone path, the desolate sound of the zither suddenly came to mind, as if there was a large band singing around, surrounded by ghosts.
"It's so fucking evil."
Patriarch Dali cursed.
The five of them drifted away, and finally disappeared at the end of the stone road.
On the reception desk, the skull-head smiled and said: "It's still thirty-eight yuan short, it's still thirty-eight yuan short, it's not far away."