After Meng Hanqing's words were finished, he closed his eyes, and at the same time stretched out his left and right hands to draw one mysterious rune after another beside him.

Meng Chuan looked at it carefully, and felt that it was a little familiar, these runes were slightly similar to the Dao Sect scriptures he had obtained before, and there seemed to be some special relationship between the two.

Just when Meng Chuan was puzzled, Meng Hanqing had already drawn a whole set of runes beside him, and from above, it seemed that a gossip pattern had taken shape around him.

Then Meng Hanqing knelt on one knee and slapped the ground suddenly, and the runes he drew immediately gathered into a formation and engraved on the ground, and then swelled out, occupying the entire seventeenth layer.

The ground on the seventeenth floor was tightly covered by this formation, and then the formation lit up slightly as if it was cracking something, dissolving with the forbidden power beneath the ground.

Meng Chuan felt that as this formation lit up, the eighteenth layer, which he had never been able to feel before, gradually became clear in his perception.

The ground then began to tremble slightly, and the originally solid ground was split into several pieces by Meng Hanqing's power, and then slowly rose.

The whole ground fell apart, as if controlled by a mysterious force, dismantling a building block, each stone was a regular square, and just staggered with each other, all the stones suspended in mid-air.

The seventeenth-layer dungeon was completely dismantled by Meng Hanqing's magical formation, revealing the eighteenth layer of the mist-shrouded underworld.

As soon as the eighteenth floor is revealed, the sound of rushing water can be heard.

Meng Chuan followed Meng Hanqing to step on a floating stone and looked down.

The eighteenth layer of the underground mansion is really not big, only more than 100 square meters, and its bottom is also filled with turbid yellow spring water, and the sound of the water is the sound of the yellow spring water flowing in it.

It seems that the yellow spring water that suppressed Meng Hanqing before should also be introduced from here.

In addition to the yellow spring water, the most striking thing is a huge black sarcophagus floating on the water.

The sarcophagus took up a lot of space in its already narrow space, tightly locked by rows of chains, as if something extraordinary was locked in it.

The material of the sarcophagus is also extremely special, and it is covered with Dao formations, and Meng Chuan's perception is all blocked, and he doesn't know what is in it at all.

"This is?" Meng Chuan pointed to the sarcophagus and looked at Meng Hanqing suspiciously.

Meng Hanqing said casually and coldly: "This should be the Ghost King." ”

"He was also injured in order to catch me, and he should have been recuperating in the sarcophagus all these years, and he should still be asleep when he calculates the time. ”

Meng Hanqing shook his head and smiled: "He wanted to wait for himself to wake up before he came to ask something from my mouth, but he didn't expect that I would be free before he woke up." ”

As he spoke, Meng Hanqing drew the formation again, pushed it forward, and as soon as the formation came out, the chains on the ghost king's sarcophagus all broke one by one.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan asked, "Are you going to kill him next?"

Meng Hanqing shook his head and said: "The ghost king is a feather power, if it weren't for some reason, the road ahead is broken, he would have been able to become a real immortal a long time ago." ”

"It's too difficult for this kind of person to kill him, so why should I waste that strength?"

"He opened his coffin just to get back what he stole from me. ”

"Real immortals?" Meng Chuan was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that feathering into immortals, feathering into immortals, as long as you reach the feather realm, you are immortals?"

"Hehe," Meng Hanqing suddenly laughed: "What qualifications does a mere feather power have to be called an immortal?"

"The word after feathering is not to become an immortal, but to ascend to an immortal. After the Feather Realm, there is also the Ascending Immortal Realm, and only those who step up to the Ascending Immortal Realm are qualified to be called immortals, jumping out of this world and reaching the Immortal Realm. ”

"Feather power can only be called a half-immortal at best. ”

"It's just that even if it's a half-immortal, it's no longer a power that ordinary people can have, and everyone is almost immortal, and it's hard to erase it. ”

"That's why I'm reluctant to kill the Ghost King, because I can't kill him at all, even if he's seriously injured now. ”

"I see. Meng Chuan nodded as if he didn't understand.

What Meng Hanqing said about the realm was indeed something that Meng Chuan didn't know.

Regarding the realm, Meng Chuan only knew that there was a feather realm above the Tongshen realm, and as for the so-called ascending immortal realm, Meng Chuan had never heard of it.

Meng Chuan has some understanding of the strength of the Feather Realm alone, such as the ghost-faced mother-in-law and Meng Hanqing in front of him, not only giving birth to immortal power, which can override the power of heaven and earth, but even being immortal and immortal, even if he is killed, his body will be resurrected in another place, which can be described as extremely difficult.

And what about the Ascending Immortal Realm, which is stronger than the Feather Realm? The Feathering Power cannot be called a real immortal, but when you step into the Ascending Immortal Realm, you can call yourself an immortal, how strong is the real immortal?

From the grandmaster of the Xuanjin Dacheng to the channeler who can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and then the immortal and immortal, a fairy power can crush the feathering power of the channeler, this great realm, each of which is like a moat and cannot be surpassed.

It is conceivable that the so-called Ascending Immortal Realm is almost no longer able to speculate on its strength with worldly eyes.

Meng Chuan was thinking about these questions, in a trance, the sarcophagus of the ghost king had been opened by Meng Hanqing.

Meng Hanqing pointed casually, and the heavy coffin lid flew out of front of Meng Chuan's eyes, and a thick dead air suddenly rolled up from the wide open coffin.

Meng Hanqing waved his hand, and a piece of immortal power was born from his fingertips, blowing away all those dead gases, and only then did the contents of the coffin be revealed.

In the coffin is a scarlet coffin, and next to the coffin there are some magic weapons and pills.

It seems that this is a mausoleum for burial of people, and these things are all funerary goods.

As for the crimson coffin, it should be the body of the ghost king, and from there, Meng Chuan could feel a chilling breath.

It seems that the realm and strength of this ghost king are still above the ghost-faced mother-in-law, after all, the ghost-faced mother-in-law slashed herself and suppressed her realm under the feather realm, and this ghost king is a real feather power, and the realm is definitely not low.

Meng Hanqing had no intention of opening the coffin to disturb the ghost king, his gaze swept over the burial goods in the coffin one by one, and finally his expression moved, and with a palm, a broken scripture flew into his hand.

This sutra looks very ordinary, made of ordinary rice paper, and it looks like it has been around for a certain year, and every page is a little yellowed.

The book was incomplete, broken to only three or four pages, and the rest of the book seemed to have been torn apart by a scramble, leaving only the uneven edges and corners of the spine, and the attached paper was missing.

Not to mention the power of feathering, I'm afraid that even if you are an ordinary person, you won't treat it as a treasure when you see these pages, and most of them will be thrown away as garbage.