In the northwest of the southern border, the nameless ghost prison, Ning Chen chased and killed the white tiger god master. At the critical moment, the white tiger god master was swallowed up by the ghosts in the sky and disappeared.
Ning Chen arrived in time, slashed away the ghost with a sword, and fell into it.
In the ghost, the scene changes, the gloomy scene is shocking.
Ning Chen looked ahead, his body trembled involuntarily.
In front of me, a strange scene appeared, one after another ghost road appeared, and on the ghost road, countless ghosts walked forward, unconscious, just instinctively moving forward.
The scene like hell, Ning Chen couldn't return to God for a long time, hell!
The realm of the gods even has an underworld!
The shocking scene, Ning Chen's figure immediately swept in front of him, and when he touched the ghost body of the ghost, he realized that it was not a hallucination.
The real scene, the ghosts move forward, I don't know where to go.
Ning Chen suppressed the shock in his heart, his figure flashed past, and he moved forward quickly.
The things here are too strange, he doesn't have time to investigate now, he must find the White Tiger God Lord first.
In the depths of the underworld, one hall after another is located, so familiar, the Ten Halls of Yama, are eerie and terrifying.
Between the halls, large and small hells appeared in front of them, and all kinds of terrifying scenes manifested, peeling skins and cramps, and ghosts pouring oil into pans, which really happened.
Ning Chen's figure passed by and continued to move forward.
Behind the hells, the White Tiger God Lord staggered forward, fled so far, and has long since cared whether it was a world or hell.
"who!"
At this moment, in the depths of the underworld, a roar sounded, and in the shocking gaze of the White Tiger God Lord, ghosts gathered in the sky, and a huge ghost and god manifested, holding a giant axe, looking at the White Tiger God Lord in front, and slashed directly with an axe.
Divine Master White Tiger was horrified and raised his hand to block.
With a bang, the sound of gold and stone merging sounded, and the hands of the White Tiger God were like diamonds, blocking the blow of ghosts and gods.
Seeing this, the ghosts and gods snorted coldly and stepped on it with one foot.
The figure of the white tiger god hurriedly retreated, avoiding the giant feet of ghosts and gods.
At the same time, at the back, Ning Chen's figure was getting closer and closer, and the powerful sword pressure was driving him crazy.
There are ghosts and gods in front, and there are killing gods in the back. The white tiger god master is getting more and more anxious, and there is no way to go to heaven and no way to earth.
"kill!"
In the battle, the ghosts snorted, the giant axe slashed again, and the power of the mountain directly slashed a hell in front.
In hell, countless ghosts screamed and disappeared quickly.
The White Tiger Divine Master avoided a blow in embarrassment and fled towards the left front.
The ghosts and gods showed anger, and took the giant axe and slashed again.
The huge ghosts and gods of hundreds of feet, every blow was terrifying and abnormal, the giant axe fell, and the unavoidable White Tiger God Lord had to raise his hand again to resist.
The rumbling vibrated, resounding for hundreds of miles, and Ju Li added to his body, the blood in the main body of the White Tiger God violently surged, and the corners of his mouth were dyed red.
The oil was exhausted, and now he was severely injured by ghosts and gods. The eyes of the White Tiger God were full of despair.
The divine essence was burning, and the sky was shaking. At this moment, Ning Chen rushed to the rear at a high speed, raised his hand to condense his energy, and slammed his palm onto the back of the White Tiger God Lord.
"Uh!"
With a muffled groan, the White Tiger God vomited blood and staggered violently.
With ghosts and gods in front of him, Ning Chen didn't dare to delay for a moment, and a vast palm landed on the god's head.
With a violent blow, the God Destroyer was full of vitality, and the brilliance in the eyes of the White Tiger God Lord quickly dimmed, until he died, it was difficult to rest his eyes.
The great plan for thousands of years was ruined in one fell swoop.
Ning Chen drank heavily, his body was full of demonic energy, swallowing the body of the White Tiger God Lord.
The source of the four gods and gods gathered together, and Ning Chen was in a sea of anger, and the waves were surging.
"kill!"
Ahead, the ghosts and gods didn't pay any attention, and the giant axe slashed down, killing the trespassers.
In Ning Chen's hand, the Immortal Sword of Immortality came up to him, and with a bang, he blocked the giant axe.
Around the two of them, the earth shook violently, and the dust waves surged, setting off dozens of feet high.
In Ning Chen's body, the spirit energy surged, hitting all the meridians.
With a bang, Ning Chen's infuriating qi was restrained for a moment, and the giant axe of ghosts and gods urged three more points, directly smashing Ning Chen into the ground.
"Twelve styles of Lingxi, Qingtian Waterfall!"
At the moment of crisis, Ning Chen was full of true essence, and drew out the turbulent spiritual essence in his body, making a shocking move, attacking the ghosts and gods ahead.
The Shenyuan Waterfall, which rose into the sky, was shocking to the world. The ghosts and gods felt a strong crisis, and they crossed the giant axe and blocked in front of them.
There was a bang, and the giant waterfall in the sky directly shook the ghosts and gods hundreds of feet away, smashing one palace after another.
After a short breath, Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes swept around, his expression condensed.
What the hell is this place, and there are ghosts and gods in the fifth realm.
The strength of this ghost god is average, and it is quite different from the five god masters at the peak.
"Roar!"
In the collapsed halls, the ghosts and gods got up, roared, stepped forward a few steps, and swung the giant axe down again.
Seeing this, Ning Chen frowned slightly, stepped on odd steps, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The next moment, Ning Chen appeared behind the ghosts and gods, stepped on his feet, and jumped up.
On the head of the ghost, Ning Chen swept over, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of the ghost, and the demonic energy surged out.
"If you don't want to die, be honest with me!"
Ning Chen opened his mouth and threatened.
The ghosts and gods trembled, not daring to move.
"Tell me, what is this place?" Ning Chen asked in a deep voice.
"The Underworld."
The ghost opened his mouth and replied.
Ning Chen heard it, and his eyes flashed, it was really hell.
"Take me to see your Yan Jun!"
Ning Chen restrained his thoughts and said coldly.
"Yes!"
The ghosts and gods responded in fear, turned and walked towards the depths of the underworld.
In the depths of the underworld, the two passed through the halls of Yama, and among the ten halls of Yama, countless hells were displayed, ten thousand ghosts were tortured, and the scene was terrifying.
Ning Chen looked at the hells around him, and his heart was unstoppable.
Perhaps this is the real underworld.
But, why is the underworld in the realm of the gods
The ghosts and gods walked around the ten Yama Temples with their destiny, but did not enter.
Ning Chen let go of his consciousness and did not feel any breath in the ten Yama Temples. The temples like an abyss seemed like no one had entered for a long time.
strangeness!
The doubts in Ning Chen's heart are getting stronger and stronger, what the hell is going on in this underworld
After the tenth hall, a huge and unusual palace appeared in front of him, and the ghosts and gods stopped and did not dare to go forward.
"It's here... it's here." The ghost said, trembling.
"Go in." Ning Chen said coldly.
"I... I dare not."
The ghosts and gods showed fear, and immediately shook their heads and said, "If you trespass into Yanjun's hall, your soul will be wiped away, and you will never be born again."
Hearing this, Ning Chen frowned again, and said solemnly, "If you don't go in, I will wipe your spirit now!"
The ghosts and gods trembled, and under the threat of life, they had no choice but to step forward.
In front, there is no guard in the Yanjun Hall. However, there is an amazing coercion around the palace, which is not inferior to any supreme power in the God Realm.
The ghosts and gods pushed open the door of the main hall, and in the rumbling vibration, the main hall of Yan Jun completely appeared in front of the two of them.
In front of the empty hall, no one could be seen, the ghosts and gods walked into it with a look of fear, walking very slowly.
"faster!"
Ning Chen showed an impatient look on his face and shouted.
The ghosts and gods trembled again and quickened their pace.
In the depths of the hall, after clearing the ghost fog, a throne made of divine bones appeared in front of the eyes.
"Where's your Yan Jun?" Ning Chen asked.
"I don't know." The ghost replied tremblingly.
"Have you ever met your Yan Jun?" Ning Chen frowned and asked.
The ghosts and gods had a thoughtful look on their faces, and after a long time, they replied, "I saw them once 30,000 years ago."
Thirty thousand years
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, it really took a long time.
"boom!"
At this moment, behind the two of them, the Yanjun Hall slammed shut, and the huge sound startled them.
Ning Chen turned his head and looked behind him through the ghost fog. Suddenly, his expression changed. He grabbed the ghosts and spirits under him and swept away a hundred meters.
boom!
Between the eyes, where the two of them were just now, one after another ghost arrows broke through the air, and the power was terrifying, directly submerging into the earth.
A hundred feet away, the two of them just stopped, and another ghost arrow swept in, without beginning or end, making it impossible to guard against.
Killing intent one after another, Ning Chen's face was full of murderous intent, the Immortal Immortal Sword in his hand plunged into the ground, and the violent sword qi spread rapidly.
In the violent shock, with the two of them in mind, the sword energy in the entire hall, forcibly destroyed everything that entered the target.
The bones, statues, and huge stone pillars all disappeared in the sword energy and were completely twisted into powder.
After ten breaths of time, everything in front of him disappeared, leaving only the throne above the hall.
"Keep going!"
Ning Chen looked at the ghost beside him and said lightly.
Ghosts and gods did not dare to resist, so they could only bite the bullet and lead the way.
After Yan Jun's hall, there is no end to the hall, and there are side halls on display, none of which is popular.
After walking for an unknown time, the ghost stopped, looked ahead, and said, "There is no way."
Ning Chen also stopped, his eyes swept across the surrounding temple walls, and immediately slashed over with a sword.
With a bang, the sword qi slammed on the wall of the hall, cutting a path forward directly.
"Go on."
Ning Chen said lightly and walked forward.
The ghosts and gods looked at the destroyed hall in front of them, and their scalp was numb.
He could almost imagine what Yan Jun would do with him after seeing this scene.
The two continued to move forward. In the deepest part of the underworld, large tombs appeared. In front of the large tombs, there were stone tablets. On the stone tablets, strange characters were engraved, which seemed to be intricate and difficult to understand.
There was a cemetery in the underworld, and the extremely strange scene made Ning Chen's heart become more and more puzzled.
There are ten tombs in total, and each of them looks huge. Ning Chen stepped forward, and his consciousness penetrated deep into it.
However, just as Ning Chen's divine sense penetrated into it, he felt a terrifying suction force, which was actually going to swallow up the soul power of knowing fate.
Ning Chen felt it, and immediately retracted his consciousness, looking at the large tomb in front of him, with a look of fear on his face.
Under this tomb, there is something weird!
Ning Chen didn't notice that after seeing the words on the tombstones behind the ghosts and gods, their expressions changed drastically.
"Yan... Yan Luo."
The ghost god trembled and knelt down immediately.
Ning Chen looked back, saw the look of fear on the ghost's face, and said solemnly, "Do you know these words?"
The ghosts and gods shook their heads and nodded, and said, "This is the cemetery of the ten Lord Yama."
Hearing this, Ning Chen looked shocked, the tomb of Yama in the Tenth Hall!
The Tenth Hall Yama was buried here. What happened? Could it be that the Tenth Hall Yama is dead
"who!"
At this moment, in the cemetery, a vicissitudes of life sounded, saying, "This is not the place you should come, leave quickly."
Ning Chen looked at the depths of the cemetery, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "I'm here to visit Yan Jun in the underworld."
"Yan Jun sees no foreigner, please come back."
In the depths of the cemetery, the voice of vicissitudes sounded again, and answered.
"Xia and Yan Jun are old friends, and I hope the seniors can accommodate and let me see Yan Jun." Ning Chen said in a deep voice.
"Old man?"
In the voice, in the depths of the cemetery, an old figure walked out, and the tomb keeper of the Yan Luo Tomb appeared, looked at the human man in front of him, and said, "Have you seen Yan Jun?"
Ning Chen heard it, and in the depths of his eyes, a stream of light flashed past, and said, "If I guessed correctly, Yan Jun from the underworld has returned to the human world."
The old man guarding the tomb heard the words, his expression sank, and said, "Have you really seen Yan Jun?"
"I have seen."
Ning Chen nodded and said in a condensed voice, "The last time we met was a thousand years ago."
While speaking, in Ning Chen's hands, the Heavenly Book of Fortune appeared, the Heavenly Book was turned over, and the Scroll of Earth manifested.
On the scroll of the earth, the residual ghost qi is still clearly visible. It was once owned by the ghost girl of the underworld, and the ghost qi stayed in it and has not completely dissipated.
The old man guarding the tomb felt a little condensed, and it was really the breath of Yan Jun.
"You go back first."
The old man guarding the tomb looked at the ghosts and gods ahead and ordered.
"Yes!"
The ghosts and gods immediately took orders and hurriedly retreated.
Ning Chen didn't stop him either. After seeing the old man in front of him, the big man was useless.
The old man who guarded the tomb stepped forward, looked at the human man in front of him, and said, "What is your relationship with Yan Jun?"
Ning Chen was silent for a long time, then said, "I owe her too much."
In the vicissitudes of life of the old man guarding the tomb, a strange color flashed, nodded, and said, "Jun Yan has been away from the underworld for 30,000 years."
Ning Chen sighed in his heart, the magic lines on his face disappeared, and he returned to his true appearance.
"Can you show me your soul?"
The old man guarding the tomb looked at the human man beside him and said.
When Ning Chen heard this, his expression was shocked.
"I have no ill will."
The old man who guarded the tomb continued, "With your current strength, if I really want to take action against you, you will not be able to leave alive."
Ning Chen was silent again, the old man was indeed true, although the old man guarding the tomb did not have the astonishing coercion of the five gods, he still felt a strong threat from the old man.
He also felt this kind of threat once when Cihang Bodhisattva chased and killed him.
"Senior please."
Thinking of this, Ning Chen didn't refuse, let go of his consciousness and said.
The old man who guarded the tomb raised his hand and pressed it on the former heavenly spirit, and a peaceful breath submerged in to probe its soul.
After a while, the old man who guarded the tomb shook his body and silently withdrew his hand.
Sure enough.
He is the person Yan Jun has found for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Senior, is there something wrong?"
Ning Chen looked at the old man beside him, puzzled.
"nothing."
The old man guarding the tomb shook his head gently and said, "Since you have come, Yan Jun will be back soon, please wait patiently."
Ning Chen frowned and said, "How long do you have to wait?"
"I don't know either."
The old man guarding the tomb said softly, "Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe ten thousand years, I've waited for so many years, and I'm not in a hurry at this time."
Ning Chen had heard it, and felt helpless. Asking was the same as not asking.
Do old people like to play tricks so much
"Are you in a hurry?"
The old man looked at the expressions of the people around him and asked, "Or do you have other things to do?"
"Um."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "I do have other things to do, so I can't wait here forever."
The old man sighed softly and said, "Then you can do your own thing first. If you and Yan Jun have a relationship, you will meet each other."
Ning Chen nodded, thought for a while, and asked a question that still had doubts, "Senior, when I was in the human world, I saw Yin soldiers borrowing the way more than once. Are these Yin soldiers from the underworld?"
"Yes." The old man replied without concealing it.
"Where are these Yin soldiers going?" Ning Chen asked in confusion.
"How heavy is the sky, where are those Yin soldiers going?" the old man replied.
"I don't know." Ning Chen said.
"You will understand in the future."
The old man had a peaceful look on his face and said, "The most important thing you need to do now is to enter the fifth realm as soon as possible. There are many things in this world, which can only be touched when you reach the corresponding height."
Ning Chen nodded, not staying any longer, bowed politely, and said, "Senior, junior will leave first."
"There will be a period later." The old man calmly said.
Ning Chen turned around and went back the same way.
Not long after Zhiming left, the ghosts and gods arrived, half-kneeling and salute.
"Go and restore Yan Jun's palace as before, and forgive you of your sins." The old man opened his mouth and said lightly.
The ghosts and gods trembled and said respectfully, "Yes!"
The ghost got up and walked away quickly.
In the underworld, Ning Chen returned to the original road and walked outside the underworld.
On the way back, it went smoothly, and it didn't take long for Ning Chen to walk to the exit of the underworld.
Ning Chen looked back at the underworld behind him, thought for a moment, then turned around and walked out.
Perhaps as the old man guarding the tomb said, before he reached the corresponding height, he was not qualified to know some things.
Ning Chen walked out of the underworld and appeared in an unnamed place of death. Before he could go out in the future, the wind and thunder were blowing in the nine heavens, and the scene was terrifying.
Heavenly Tribulation!
Ning Chen was shocked, his realm was not enough to step into the fifth realm, how could he come to heaven.
"boom!"
Thoughts have not yet settled, thousands of thunderbolts fell from the sky above the nine heavens, an unprecedented terrifying power, shocking the world.
"I X!"
Ning Chen looked at the countless thunderbolts falling from the sky, his expression changed, this is a catastrophe, this is clearly because God wants his life.
Not daring to be careless, Ning Chen stepped forward and moved forward with extreme speed.
boom! boom! boom!
Behind Ning Chen, thunders fell one after another, blasting away the earth and shattering the void.
The terrifying catastrophe, even the calamity of the heavenly realm when the powerhouses of the gods step into the fifth realm are eclipsed.
In Ning Chen's body, the five gods' auras were turbulent, constantly shaking, and they wanted to break out of the body.
"Be quiet, Laozi!"
Ning Chen roared angrily, and his chaotic zhenqi burst out, forcibly suppressing the aura of the gods.
After a brief distraction, the speed paused for a while, and thousands of thunders crashed down.
With a thud, Ning Chen was directly smashed into the ground by a terrifying thunderbolt, and his back was scorched black.
"Ghost god, you are crazy!"
Ning Chen staggered to his feet, did not dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly continued to run for his life. Above the nine heavens, dark clouds are rolling, and the power of endless calamity is brewing, turning into angry thunder and falling from the sky.