At the entrance to the Small Nether Realm, the door made of thousands of ghost faces slowly closed.
The Wanxie Bone King waved his hands to the disciples and the small vassal forces, and roared impatiently: "Go away, do what you have to do! I will personally guard here. If anyone comes out, I will naturally inform you. You guys! Get out of here, don’t be an eyesore here!"
For a time, the dark wind rolled and ghost fog filled the sky. Tens of thousands of evil cultivators present fled away, and no one dared to stay.
A sneer came from the dark wind. Yin Huangwu, who was wearing a gorilla red cloak and covered with a layer of blood mist, was surrounded by several of the most powerful and senior blood demon princes, and emerged from a thick cloud. walked out.
The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce blood light appeared in the narrow eyes. Yin Huangwu shouted coldly: "Don't kill those who dared to have thoughts on my aunt's good son just now. It is really a waste of resources! Imprison them all. Get up, wait until Xue Song comes out of this shabby place, and drink the blood in their hearts as a tonic."
The Wanxie Bone King clapped his lips and nodded obediently: "Just as the Yin Blood Emperor wishes, throw them into the Evil Ghost Prison."
After laughing strangely for a few times, the Wanxie Bone King shook his head: "Yin Blood Emperor, your Highness has a really bad temper. There are countless ghosts and ghosts gathered here, and he actually sacrificed himself here. Arhat relic, if I hadn’t reacted quickly, this Mangshan Ghost Mansion would have been destroyed.”
Yin Huangwu snorted coldly and waved her hand gently: "If they didn't provoke Blood Song, how could they cause these things? Stop talking nonsense, the Small Netherworld has been opened, those people should be coming too, right? Wanxie The Bone King forcibly opened the Small Nether Realm, his vitality was severely damaged, and his strength was only less than 30% of his peak period. Should this news be released?"
Two will-o'-the-wisps flickered in his eyes, and the All-Evil Bone King Jie Jie laughed strangely. He clenched his fists tightly, a trace of ghostly fire flickered between his fingers, and a monstrous ghostly aura rose into the sky. At this moment, the Wanxie Bone King is full of ghost energy and full of energy. How does he look like his energy is seriously injured
"Thank you, His Highness Blood Song, for creating such a good excuse for us! Hehe, in order to prevent His Highness Blood Song from causing greater damage to the Mang Mountain Ghost Mansion, I was forced to open the Small Nether Realm in advance, thus increasing my vitality. Hurt!" The Wanxie Bone King's voice was full of malice and ferocity: "These scoundrels, they actually colluded with those righteous disciples and betrayed me!"
Stomping his feet fiercely, the Wan Xie Bone King said with a cruel smile: "They don't even think about it. Even if they sell me and the Xie Bone Dao, they will still be ghost cultivators! They are ghost cultivators, and it is impossible for those righteous disciples to Accept them! They are a bunch of idiots. They are beyond stupid. Humph, wait until this time I kill all the incoming righteous disciples and let’s see how they answer!”
Yin Huangwu snorted coldly, she raised her head, and a fierce bloody light flashed in her eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense and arrange the manpower first. This time I brought 32 wolf king-level powerhouses from the four major werewolf royal families, and 64 prince-level powerhouses from the thirteen ancient clans. These are the ninety-six. No matter how many monks of the Eastern Righteous Path come to the strong men of the Golden Core Realm, they must never return!" Yin Huangwu sneered sarcastically: "They went around sniping and killing the subordinates we sent out to collect materials, but they actually Still want to go straight to Huanglong and destroy Mangshan Ghost Mansion? They are seeking death."
"Chi chi" A sinister laugh came, and Princess Jiuyin twisted her waist and emerged from the sinister wind with a sweet smile.
"Isn't that right? More than half of the more than two hundred teams we sent out to collect the materials needed to forge the Floating Light Star Ark were attacked. Before the day of the 'Ying Huo Clash', on the Ying Huo Planet and where we live Before the star is at its closest distance, these righteous disciples will never allow us to collect all the materials needed for the Floating Light Star Ark."
After laughing triumphantly for a few times, Princess Jiuyin squinted her eyes and said coldly: "What a pity, what a pity, what a pity, they don't even know that we already have a ready-made floating light star boat, and we don't need to collect those materials at all! All we have done is to paralyze these righteous disciples and take the opportunity to kill their masters."
A dark sarcophagus landed lightly on the ground, and the mournful mother-in-law's hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded quietly.
"Okay, after planning for so long, it's time to see the blood. Killing one more righteous monk here will reduce our resistance in Yinghuo Dojo. The wonderful thing is that the Bone King and His Highness Blood Song are on their way back , destroyed most of the Taoist base of the old Muyu thief Bald, how can these righteous disciples be willing to suffer such a loss? They will definitely retaliate vigorously, and we will just kill them and make a river of blood."
The dark wind is rolling, the ghost mist is entangled, the blood flames are rising, and the poisonous gas is filling the air. Thousands of gray-white zombies are looming in the wind, ghost mist, blood flames, and poisonous gas. The evil giants headed by Yin Huangwu have gathered here. This evil spirit is The evil arrogance made the entire Mangshan Ghost Mansion tremble.
Even Yin Xuege didn't expect that his mother would lead a large number of masters from the Western cultivation world and follow him all the way to the East.
In the Little Netherworld, Yin Xuege carefully flapped his natal bat wings and flew forward. He didn't dare to fly too fast, and he didn't dare to cross the mountains and flowing water. Instead, he flew along the junction between mountains and rivers and along the naturally formed river valley.
This is the Little Netherland, the dojo of the ancient ghost Taoist Golden Immortal. Anything can happen here, and Yin Xuege doesn't want anything to happen to him. Wu Mu and the three corpses are not around. They are over thirty-six years old. It is impossible for them to step into the Small Netherland. Yin Xuege can only rely on his own strength to seek opportunities in the Small Netherland.
After flying forward for a long time, they made a long circle along the foot of a towering mountain. A misty green light shone in front of them. Yin Xuege saw a valley at the foot of the mountain ahead. In the cave where the Yin Qi condenses, an eighteen-story black stone tower stands there, with green will-o'-the-wisps and phosphorescence spraying out from the whole body.
The shape of this black stone tower is simple and heavy, in the shape of a simple square tower. But the surface of the pagoda is carved with countless twisted and weird patterns, decorated with a large number of patterns of dark clouds, flames, lava rivers and mountains of swords and seas of blood. In these decorative patterns, countless gods and demons are fighting with countless fierce ghosts. The gods, demons and ghosts are falling like rain, from the dark clouds and flames, falling continuously into the rivers of lava and the bloody sea of knives.
This seems to be the scene of a certain battle in ancient times, but there were countless battles between gods and demons in ancient times. No one knows when the battle recorded on this tower took place or who the two fighting parties were.
Anyway, looking at the gods, demons and ghosts in these patterns, their varieties are extremely rare. For example, those ghosts that look like a yaksha, but have wings on their backs, and a pair of small bone wings on their ankles, which look particularly light and strong. Yin Xuege has never heard of this strange group of ghosts, even in "Netherworld Ten Thousands". There is no relevant information recorded in the Spiritual Records.
Yin Xuege flew closer to the tower cautiously. According to the ancient records of the Evil Bone Path, every building in Little Netherworld was of great value. Moreover, these buildings will not appear in front of people every time they are opened. For example, a high tower may be opened tens of thousands of times without a trace, but when the Small Nether Realm is opened, a destined person enters here, and the high tower suddenly appears. .
Every time the Small Nether Realm is opened, the buildings and ruins that appear are very different from the last time.
Every time they step into the Small Nether Realm, disciples of the Evil Bone Path may make unprecedented discoveries.
Because of this, the dangers and restrictions encountered by people who enter the Small Nether Realm every time are very different from those of their predecessors. Whether they are alive or dead, whether they encounter great opportunities or great dangers, it all depends on each person's luck.
When Yin Xuege flew closer to the tower, suddenly there was the sound of flying swords flying. Yin Xuege looked intently and saw two young men in their early twenties flying rapidly one behind the other, stabbing each other with flying swords at the same time, and speeding towards the entrance of the tower.
"Liu Wuyang, I discovered this pagoda first, so you can't take any advantage!"
"Ei Tianyang, don't talk nonsense. Treasures belong to those who are virtuous. Who can get the treasure depends on one's own luck! Your family's luck has been weak in the past three hundred years. Even an ancestor of the Golden Pill You didn't show up, and your ranking among the vassal sects of the Evil Bone Path has dropped to outside the third-rate. Do you still have the guts to compete with me, the young master? Aren't you afraid of the revenge of my Liu family?"
Yin Xuege's bat wings flickered, and an evil wind swept up his body, and he suddenly arrived in front of the main entrance of the pagoda. He stood on the nine steps in front of the pagoda, smiled and saluted the two young monks who were still more than a hundred feet away from the pagoda.
"Two senior brothers, my younger brother, Yin Xuege, is polite this time! I discovered this pagoda first, so you can't take any advantage! It's also said that only those with virtue can live in treasures. There is no doubt that I, Yin Xuege, is that one. Virtuous people, you should turn around and go wherever you are supposed to!"
The Blood Spirit Sword turned into a streak of bloody light and circled around him. Yin Xuege said coldly: "Could it be that you two still want to compete with me?"
Liu Wuyang and Xiang Tianyang pressed the sword light at the same time, staring at Yin Xuegeng in stunned silence. At the same time, they thought of the unlucky guy who was killed by the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King at the gate of the Little Netherworld and who also brought trouble to his family. They looked at each other, silently bowed to Yin Xuege with fists in his hands, and then turned around and left.
Riding the sword light, they flew forward for more than a hundred feet at the fastest speed. Then the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, parted ways at the fastest speed, and flew out in the same direction.
Yin Xuege looked at the two people walking away and made sure they were far away. Then he turned around and took a closer look at the pitch-black eighteen-story black stone tower.
The door of the pagoda is made of the same black stone as the body of the pagoda. It is dark and gives off a faint chill. Two statues of ghost kings with ferocious faces were carved on the left and right of the tower door. The two ghost kings were like living creatures, with their sparkling eyes spitting out green will-o'-the-wisps, which illuminated Yin Xuege's entire body and turned green.
Above the tower door, on a black stone plaque, there is clearly a huge ghostly inscription - Prison!
In order to enter the Small Nether Realm, Yin Xuege learned some Nether characters most commonly used by ghost monks on the way to the Eastern Cultivation World. The commonly used ghost writings used by these Nether Powers only have more than 8,000 words, and Yin Xuege has memorized all the words in his heart along the way.
The word "prison" in this ghostly ghost text is quite different from the words used by mortals. The ghost word "prison" also represents the connotation of suppression, shock, extraction of power, and weakening of life. To be precise, this word represents more of a sealing power.
Looking at the sinister pagoda and feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the pagoda, Yin Xuege groaned for a while, then kicked the door of the pagoda. The huge natal bat wings spread out behind him, and Yin Xuege was ready to flee as soon as the opportunity came his way.
The tower door slowly opened, revealing the first floor of the tower with a radius of 100 feet.
A dark tomb stands in the middle of the first floor of the pagoda. In front of the tomb stands a three-foot-high tombstone, with a brief inscription carved in blood-colored writing on it. Standing outside the tower door, Yin Xuege could still clearly see the ghostly writings on the tombstone.
This is a brief description of this black stone tower, and it is also a simple sacrificial formula.
This black tower is a ghost weapon, an extremely powerful ghost weapon. It is called the 'Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld', or simply called the 'Ghost Prison'. There is a tomb on each floor of the tower, and a tower ghost ghost king sleeps in it. The strength of each of these tower spirit ghost kings has reached the Golden Fairy Realm. They are the prison guards of this ghost prison and are responsible for suppressing the prisoners in this ghost prison.
Yin Xuege's heart was beating wildly. The ancestors of the Evil Bone Path must have made a mistake. The pioneer of this small Nether Realm was definitely not just a Golden Immortal!
The pagoda spirits in this ghost prison are all eighteen golden immortals. How could the pioneer of this small netherworld be just a golden immortal? But with Yin Xuege's knowledge and experience, he couldn't tell what level the master of this small Netherworld had reached. Anyway, he was not a person he could speculate on.
On this tombstone, eighteen twisted and ferocious sacrificial runes that look like ghostly faces are engraved.
As long as Yin Xuege drops his blood essence into these sacrificial runes and completely transforms these dim sacrificial runes into blood, he can completely control the ghost prison and become the master of the ghost prison. According to the records on the tombstone, in order to fill these eighteen sacrificial runes, the amount of blood essence required is roughly equivalent to the amount of blood in the bodies of eighteen strong adult men.
For normal monks, it is impossible for them to have such abundant blood essence. If they bleed too much, even the golden elixir monks will definitely die.
But Yin Xuege just meets this demand. He is a blood demon, and his strength is close to that of a prince. For the blood demon clan, their blood energy is a hundred times more abundant than that of ordinary people. Filling up these eighteen sacrificial runes will only damage some of Yin Xuege's vitality, but it will not shake his foundation.
Just when Yin Xuege thought of this, a miserable green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly burned on the tombstone, and a clear will was instilled into Yin Xuege's sea of consciousness.
No sound was heard, but Yin Xuege already understood the reason why this ghost prison appeared here and why Yin Xuege came here!
The Little Nether Realm felt Yin Xuege's entry, and the Little Nether Realm judged that Yin Xuege was the only one among all the young monks who entered this time who could completely sacrifice to the Ghost Prison - the other monks' blood essence was not enough to perform the sacrifice. In the ghost prison, if they try to perform sacrifices, the only outcome will be to be sucked into mummies.
Because of the Age of Ending Law, the Small Nether Realm has also been extremely seriously affected. The disintegration of the laws of heaven and earth has directly affected the operation and maintenance of the Small Nether Realm itself. For thousands of years, the Small Nether Realm has spent and wasted countless resources, and it was difficult to maintain itself intact.
But in order to maintain the integrity of the Little Nether Realm, he could no longer provide the slightest help to the Ghost Prison. The Ghost Prison, a powerful ghost weapon, has now fallen into the desperate situation of the five declines of heaven and man. If no one can nourish it, sacrifice it, and help it recover, the pioneer of the small netherworld forged it with his own hands. The Eighteen Forbidden Towers of Netherworld will fall apart soon.
As a man-made ghost weapon, when he falls into the desperate situation of the five declines of heaven and man, only cultivators can reverse his decline. This is something that the Small Nether Realm cannot do in any case.
For the Little Nether Realm itself, the disintegration of the pure ghost prison has nothing to do with him. But if the ghost prison collapses, several ancient prisoners who are still suppressed in the ghost prison will inevitably break out.
Although these prisoners were imprisoned in the ghost prison, they also suffered extremely serious injuries due to the collapse of the laws of heaven and earth and the fragmentation of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth in the Age of Ending Law. But they are living beings after all. Unlike man-made objects like ghost prisons, as long as these prisoners are given time, they can swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own and restore themselves to their original state!
For Little Netherland, once these prisoners recover, it will be an outright disaster.
In order to vent their grievances that have been suppressed for countless years, those prisoners will definitely destroy the Little Netherland!
Therefore, as soon as Yin Xuege stepped into the Small Netherworld, he felt the abundant essence and blood in Yin Xuege's body, and Yin Xuege was able to swallow the Netherworld energy at such an abnormal speed. He was completely in line with the settings of the Small Netherworld for the ghost prison. The terms of the master. Therefore, the Little Nether Realm quickly released the ghost that was suppressed in the depths of the Little Nether Realm, allowing him to appear behind the mountain closest to Yin Xuege.
And he took the initiative to contact Yin Xuege, hoping that he could sacrifice the ghost prison, and then take the ghost prison away from the Small Netherworld, as far as possible. It is best not to get closer to the Small Netherworld within a million miles in the future.
"Does this seem to be good for me?" Yin Xuege looked thoughtfully at the tombstone with blazing will-o'-the-wisps.
Clear thoughts came back, which would definitely be of great benefit to Yin Xuege. Among the various ghost weapons preserved in Little Netherworld, the Ghost Prison can definitely be ranked among the top ten. As long as Yin Xuege gradually repairs it, even ordinary golden immortals can be easily imprisoned and suppressed in the future, and Extract the prisoner's life essence for your own use!
What is particularly wonderful is that all prisoners who die after being drained of their life essence by the ghost prison will have their souls refined into tower jailers, and they will be driven by the Yin Blood Song forever. Although the strength of these jailers after death is not as good as when they were alive, this function is also very terrifying, isn't it
After pondering for a moment, Yin Xuege asked in a deep voice: "Who was suppressed in the ghost prison? Will they cause harm to me?"
The feedback from the Little Netherworld made Yin Xuege almost turn around and leave.
Now there are only a few prisoners suppressed in the ghost prison. They are the God of Thunder, the God of Wind, the God of Ice, the God of Fire, and the God of Light. Before they were suppressed, they were all powerful men comparable to the peak Golden Immortal!
Yin Xuege felt that his eyes were going dark for a while, and he suddenly felt that the pagoda with a ghostly aura in front of him was a huge trap no matter how he looked at it. He was afraid that if he took one wrong step, he would be instantly shattered to pieces.
But the response from the Little Nether Realm forced Yin Xuege to stay where he was.
"If you are willing to take away the Eighteen Netherworld Forbidden Temple Tower, I can give you enough benefits."
"If you are unwilling to take him away, if there is a possibility of me being destroyed, I will destroy you first!"
With the threat of the Small Nether Realm, a huge cloud vortex suddenly appeared above Yin Xuege's head, and eighteen huge balls of lightning quickly formed in the cloud vortex.
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