After a few minutes, Ding Cong finally gnawed the two birds cleanly, dropped the bones and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then burped and said: "The Divine Palace part of the Grim Reaper has already emerged, and now it is just suppressed on the Demon Abyss, and you can come and go through the Divine Palace, so you don't have to eat those dead things in the future." ”

"Let's go, take me to see!" Yang Ling became interested when he heard it, although the underworld was close at hand, Yang Ling had never entered it, so Ding Cong had no choice but to roll his eyes and follow Yang Ling back to the Demon Abyss.

The moment he came out of the space-time rift, Yang Ling was shocked by a huge palace floating in the middle of the Demon Abyss.

When there was only one eaves popping up, Yang Ling knew that this palace was very big, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he really realized that it was simply perverted.

A pitch-black palace with a size of millions of miles, it can no longer be described as spectacular with its majesty, floating in the center of the dark vortex, no matter how the vortex rotates, it is like a rock motionless, several kilometers of steps, hundreds of kilometers of thick columns are lined up like a giant pillar of optimus, every stone and tile must be measured in kilometers, the whole holy palace is integrated and exudes a strong breath of death, as if the flames are steaming on the surface.

Looking at the dark and gloomy gate of the Divine Palace from tens of thousands of kilometers, Yang Ling shuddered for no reason, feeling like he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Paralyzed, don't you feel lonely and lonely and cold when you build such a big palace and make wool yarn in it?" Yang Ling couldn't help but mutter.

"Hmph, do you think that's all you see?" Ding Cong snorted angrily, "Let's go, brother will take you down to see the real Death Palace, it will definitely scare you into wetting the bed!"

Yang Ling was even more curious, the two of them turned into streamers and fell into the gate of the palace one after the other, and in an instant it was pitch black in front of them, and the rich breath of death enveloped the two of them like a stream of water, and at the same time, endless miserable screams came from all directions, faintly, countless ghosts that seemed to be unjust souls poured up like a tide, and a few of them even rushed directly into Yang Ling's divine sea, and then melted without a trace by the green light emitted by the spirit seed tree.

Yang Ling raised his hand and grabbed it, and immediately grabbed a ghost thing in his hand and imprisoned it, his cloak exuded fangs and sharp teeth, and his black body was still struggling.

", is this the legendary ghost?" Yang Ling was surprised.

"Ghost yarn!" Ding Cong pouted, "This thing is condensed by dead qi, if it is in a place where there is enough underworld, it will slowly evolve into an underworld, if there is no underworld qi, it will slowly dissipate and finally become dead qi again." ”

"Are you saying that the underworld was born in this way?" Yang Ling looked at the thing in his hand over and over again, and even looked specifically to see if there were any objects such as chickens.

"No, the underworld born in this way is the lowest-level underworld, just like a wild monkey, belonging to a very primitive and not very civilized underworld, unless you absorb enough underworld and then have a great opportunity to advance to a high-level underworld, and the high-level underworld still has oviparous and viviparous, and also pays attention to bloodline inheritance, high-level underworld and people are actually no different, let's go, don't ink, it takes a month to really reach the underworld. Ding Cong explained a little and said impatiently.

"What~, a month?" Yang Ling's hands tightened when he was excited, only to hear a scream, and the ghost thing in his hand was directly crushed.

Ding Cong didn't bother to say a word and flew to the depths of the main hall, and a purple-gold statue hundreds of meters high appeared behind him, and then the red flame rose into the air, roaring like a huge humanoid torch, instantly burning all the ghosts within a radius of thousands of meters into ashes, and the ghosts in all directions disappeared in an instant.

The hall is hundreds of thousands of kilometers deep, and at the end is a large black hole, and the two of them continue to fall down a spiral downward, and streams of black mist continue to churn, and finally almost condense into water and float around.

"Every shrine has the function of condensing dead air, and dead air is the basis for the birth of dead energy, only in places where death gas is extremely strong, after tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years of gestation, a dark spring will be born, the dark spring leads directly to the Styx, under the baptism of the dark spring, a large number of underworld will be born, and the water of the underworld is also a necessary condition for the advancement of the underworld, this passage has been straight down to the backyard of the Death Divine Palace, where there is a dark spring......"

Ding Cong explained as he walked, and Yang Ling obviously realized that in the past two years, this guy has made great progress, almost on par with his own strength.

And the deeper you go, the more obvious the pitch black and coldness becomes, this kind of black is a kind of black in consciousness, not the black observed in the eyes, and this cold is also a kind of cold that the soul feels, not the temperature.

Suddenly, nearly a month passed, and suddenly there was a light in front of me, only to see a burning torch appear at the end of the stairs, the main body of the torch was a skeleton dozens of meters high, the head looked up to the sky and opened its mouth, constantly spewing out a miserable white flame, and the surrounding death black gas continued to merge into the skeleton's body, constantly supplying flames to burn.

"This is a sub-god killed by the Grim Reaper, who was once his subordinate, and because of his betrayal, he was cramped and peeled by the Grim Reaper to light the sky lantern, which is said to have burned for nearly three billion years......"

Yang Ling: ......

Bypassing the huge skeleton torch is a more gloomy hall, on both sides are huge pillars, and on the pillars hang strings of huge white lanterns emitting red light, Ding Cong did not stop, walked all the way through, and after a long time, he saw a gate, on both sides of the gate stood two rows of underworlds wearing pitch black armor and nearly a thousand meters tall, exuding a mysterious aura.

"See Lord Ding Cong!"

Seeing Ding Cong appear, all the two rows of underworld clans fell to one knee with a bang.

"Excuse me, this is Yang Ling, the master of Lord Death, and also my brother, if there are any arrangements that must not be violated in the future!" Ding Cong pointed at Yang Ling and said.

"Yes~" The two rows of underworld clans promised in unison, and then saluted Yang Ling with their fists together, "The god of death sits down and the undead guard see Lord Yang Ling!"

Yang Ling felt that the two sides were like a row of undead guards on both sides, nodded and said, "Koratu is in retreat, you have to guard the Divine Palace well! ”

"Don't worry, my lord!" the two rows of underworld clans roared in unison again, and the entire hall was buzzing.

"Let's go, outside the door is the back garden of the shrine!"

Ding Cong's body flashed and fell into the gate and disappeared, Yang Ling followed out, a burst of black light churned around, and when he saw clearly, he was already standing in a wilderness, Yang Ling let go of his senses, and found that this so-called back garden covers an area of tens of millions of square kilometers, and there are flowers and trees in it, but the color and shape are simply unacceptable, most of the colors are very dark, mainly gray and black, and there are very few other colors. The surrounding area of the wilderness was dense and overlapping, all of which were tall black buildings, and in the center of the wilderness there was a huge black hole, which exuded an aura that Yang Ling was quite familiar with.

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