"The ghost clan's ghost spirit is not simple, so be careful. ”

Leaving the Imperial Court of Buzhou Mountain, to be precise, leaving the Thunder Palace, the turtle is no longer pretending to be dead, and at this moment, he is lying on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, and begins to point out the country, with an impassioned tone.

In fact, there is no need to say more, Qingyang Huan also has a conclusion in his heart, the reason why he suppressed his steps before was to accumulate more luck.

Since the one hundred and eighth epochs of ancient times, although the ghost clan has not shown its fortunes, and even compared to other great clans in the heavens, it has been low-key, but no one dares to underestimate this race.

At the end of the ancient war, a Celestial Dragon Clan of the Royal Beast Clan escaped, and the Celestial Dragon Clan, the royal family of the current Royal Clan, was inherited, and there was also a Magnificent Ghost of the Ghost Clan in ancient times who survived.

This ghost talent is even more terrifying than the Heavenly Dragon Clan of the Royal Beast Clan back then, and is even more familiar with the habits of the Terran race, and even lived in the land of the Terran for a long time according to legend, these are all told to him by the Heavenly Horse Ancestor, otherwise where would he know such a secret.

The leopard in the tube, a leaf can know the autumn, such an existence under the protection of the inheritance of the ghost clan, is enough for him to muster all his spirit to face this ghost emperor.

Not to mention, the root of the destruction of the Qingyang Emperor clan can also be traced back to this ghost emperor.

Airplanes!

After precipitating a stick of incense, Qingyang Huan exhaled a long breath, gathered all the essence and spirit of his whole body to the extreme, spread out his palm, and a broken seal engraved with ancient mountains and rivers appeared in his hand, blooming with purple and cyan divine light.

On the seal of the Qingyang Emperor, there is a void star position left by the Heavenly Horse Ancestor, indicating the hidden location of the Ghost Emperor.

Buzz! Buzz!

The purple and blue light flowed, and suddenly the void in front of him seemed to melt, revealing a large hole that tended to be round, and the void was eroded, and at the end of this corroded vacuum path, there was a vast and endless Dead Sea.

The sea water is viscous, like a secluded pool precipitated through the ages, without the slightest ripple, and even the black jade-like sea water, there is no trace of luster, and all the light is absorbed by the sea water.

A cold and reckless atmosphere is intertwined, and in the distance of the lifeless space, you can vaguely see the hazy undulating mountains, and you can't feel the slightest vitality, only a rich and extreme dead air.

"Three thousand cold waters, feathers are difficult to cross, the sea of blood is not dry, and the River Styx is not dead. ”

There was a solemnity in Gu Buxian's eyes, and he muttered in a low voice.

What the!

Subconsciously, Qing Yanghuan asked out loud.

"This is the legendary 30 million miles of Netherworld Blood Sea, it should be said that part of the Netherworld Blood Sea, when the world was in turmoil, the blood sea was shattered, and this part of the blood sea was beaten into the world of ruins, no wonder the ghost clan wanted to hide here. ”

"Legend has it that the ancestor of the Styx in the Netherworld Blood Sea is the great demon of the world, it is rumored that the blood sea is not dry, the Styx is immortal, the Netherworld Blood Sea is cold and boundless, the feathers must not float, and the flesh and blood are all melted, the Ghost Emperor probably wants to use the death qi in the blood sea to cover his body, and even help him refine the evil ghost reincarnation gate. ”

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The passage suspended in the void above the Divine Desolate Domain slowly healed, and Qingyang Huan had already stepped into the sea of blood for thousands of miles, compared with the legendary 30 million miles of Netherworld Blood Sea, the remnants of the blood sea in front of him had already changed greatly.

It was more appropriate to call it the Dead Sea a few feet above the water, and even though he walked a few feet above the water, the cold accumulated under his feet, he still felt a coldness, which came from his heart.

The shattered Netherworld Blood was squeezed together with a dead land, and the new Dead Sea world was about 10,000 miles in circumference, the world void was pressed very low, and an undulating mountain loomed in the central mist of the ocean.

A grey haze floats over the vast ocean of the Dead Sea, cutting off sight and perception.

"Be careful!"

In an instant, on the calm and waveless ocean, there were suddenly big waves, and the coldness that was colder than the cold ice for thousands of years swept along the waves, and the cold air attached to the arm, and suddenly turned into a heavy ice crystal.

The blood and qi in his body roared, the cold ice melted, Qingyanghuan's eyes glowed with purple light, and his eyes turned into two beams of light, and he could only clearly see a thousand zhang away, and no matter how far away it was, it was still hazy and blurry.

Click!

Not far away, as the huge waves rolled up, a monster covered in scales and armor, looking like a crude lizard, with a bloated body and a huge head, rose and fell in the waves.

The monster's body glowed with black light, four with sharp claws, two large dark horns growing on the top of its head, and a pair of red eyes, full of tyranny and ferocity.

"What kind of monster is this. ”

Looking at the big lizard with a scarlet tongue and no trace of fear in his eyes, Qingyanghuan's expression froze.

He was not afraid of this little monster, but because he saw that under the dark water, such monsters were dense and could not be counted, and a pair of blood-red eyes loomed like blood stars in the black water.

There are too many of them, one squeezing the other, each of which has the power of the half-king realm, and there is even a breath that rarely surpasses the half-king realm.

The cold of the Dead Sea not only did not freeze them, but only inspired their tyranny.

"This is the remnant of the monster from the Nine Shades of Yellow Spring, one of the first monsters to live in the Netherworld, feeding on all the creatures of heaven and all things with aura. ”

In the fog, there was a flat voice, the voice could not be heard by the age, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman.

Who!

Qing Yanghuan was stunned, and saw that the fog in front of him began to dissipate, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened up, and the path extended to the undulating mountain land at the end of the Dead Sea.

The bare mountains are not high, but they are thousands of feet, and the majestic mountains abound when you look at the outside world, and the whole body of this mountain is glowing with a dark luster, exuding a chill like ice for thousands of years.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure in a gray robe shaped like a human race sat cross-legged, staring at Qingyang Huan with no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

"After more than 100,000 years, I didn't expect it to be the descendant of an old friend. ”

In an instant, Qingyang Huan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Ghost Emperor!

The figure is not much different from the appearance of the human race, a simple gray robe, a pale face, and slender fingers, more like a woman's hand.

It is rumored that the ghost clan is a kind of race between flesh and blood and illusion, there is an entity, but it can be turned into an illusion, the strong people of the ghost clan are even no different from the lives of the heavens, and even the ghost clan has the strongest people who have cultivated to the extreme of martial arts, and there are dead and reborn, and they have been reborn in the second life.

However, this figure in front of him is completely flesh and blood!

"The human race is indeed a race favored by heaven and earth, and the heavenly pride is endless, and this kind of race luck makes all races envious. ”

Compared to Qingyang Huan's horror, the Ghost Emperor looked as usual, as if he was talking to a friend.

"Old man Niaoming, he was loved by the strong people of the heavens back then, and he was honored as the Ming Emperor of the Ghost Clan!"

The battle body was tense, and the blood and qi in the body were dormant, Qingyang Huan held his mind, since the ghost emperor appeared, although it was unexpected, it also saved the trouble of searching.

"Terran Qingyang, I have seen Emperor Ming. ”

With an arch of his hand, Qingyang Huan's momentum burst out again, suppressing the situation controlled by the Ghost Emperor.

"I'm here to get back what belongs to me. ”

"Oh. ”

The Ghost Emperor, who was like an ordinary warrior of the human race, after hearing Qingyang Huan's words, the heavens and the earth changed in an instant.

The celestial dome of the Stygian World was pressed even lower, and the stars in the dim celestial dome were manifested, surrounded by stars, crowding the heavens and the earth, but the strange thing was that all the manifested stars were all blood-colored, and even dripping red blood.

The eyes of the Ghost Emperor Bird Ming became condensed, and in such a situation, the higher the level of life evolution, the more profound the perception of the fate in the underworld, the interweaving of fortune and chance, and the reincarnation of cause and effect.

The years that have stretched since he obtained the Demon Reincarnation Gate have far exceeded 100,000 years, but he has never been able to refine it.

The barrier between the reincarnation gate and himself, he could clearly perceive that even if he had used ghost power to cultivate it for 100,000 years, the barrier had not weakened in the slightest.

It is a rumor from time immemorial that even if it is obtained by a warrior, it is difficult to control, and it is just a hand that the god is entrusted to its true master.

Of course, it was not without success, that is, to kill the real owner of the divine object and forcibly sacrifice.

Airplanes!

Then, as Qingyang Huan's words fell, on the Qianzhang Mountain behind the Ghost Emperor, the blue light flickered, and the ancient lines burst out with the rhyme of heaven and earth.

The ancient Qingguang Gate manifests out, inlaid on the mountain peak, and the ghost shadow is longing, like ten thousand ghosts walking at night, but it has never been able to leave the Qingguang Gate for half a step.

"Ever since I came to the Stygian World, this Gate of Reincarnation hasn't moved a bit. ”

The Ghost Emperor didn't say much, but he also made people understand that the things were here, and they wanted to get them.

Any conspiracy and trickery must ultimately be decided by real strength.

"Good. ”

Grunt!

Qingyang Huan stepped forward, but three feet away, a black wave erupted like a spring, and the lizard-like beast opened its mouth and roared.

Airplanes!

These fierce beasts whose realm was only half of the king realm, as Qingyang Huan stepped down, they were all torn apart within a hundred zhang radius, and blood was rolling.

Roar, roar, roar!

However, the next moment, the ugly monster that was pressed further down rushed out at once, devouring the bones of the monster that was killed, and then the aura began to increase, although it was only a small trace, but it was also captured by Qingyang Huan.

Eating the same kind, the blood stimulates the ferocity of the lizard monster, biting the flesh and blood, as long as there is a little wound on the body of the companion around him, it will be eaten by the other clansmen.

Whoa!

For a while, in the ocean around Qingyanghuan, the blood waves were rolling, the sharp claws were sharp, constantly colliding, and the same clan was cannibalistic, as if opening a gluttonous feast.

"These monsters have no intelligence, they will devour their brothers, they will devour their blood relatives, they will devour all the blood, they will either be devoured by other kindreds or other kindred, and eventually only their heads will remain and they will become supreme kings. ”