Leng Wuya's thin body stood proudly, on the top of the mountain, looking at the countless ghosts that were densely packed below, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and asked rhetorically: "If we don't enter this sea of the undead, how can we get the Heavenly Immortal Fruit that took three thousand years to blossom and bear fruit?"

Zhong Ling continued to ask, "Then Old Leng do you have a way to deal with this massive number of undead?"

Leng Wuya said arrogantly: "The old man has been preparing for twenty years in order to get this Heavenly Immortal Fruit, and naturally he has a special magic weapon to deal with these undead!

Leng Wuya's expression was solemn, but Zhong Ling made a look of unease, and asked deeply: "Leng Lao, I naturally believe that your preparation is very sufficient, but this sea of undead looks very dangerous, not only the number of undead is immeasurable, but also the area is vast, if you go deeper, once something goes wrong, you will face the encirclement of hundreds of millions of undead! That is really a catastrophe! Leng Lao, are you really absolutely sure?"

"Hmph!" Leng Wuya snorted and said, "The effectiveness of this Heavenly Immortal Fruit is so amazing,.。 The so-called coexistence of risk and benefit, if you want to obtain such a rebellious spiritual fruit, and you don't want to take a little risk? How is this possible? So I don't dare to guarantee that there is absolute certainty that everything will be safe, but it's all here, how can you do it if you don't break through?"

Hearing Leng Wuya say that he was not absolutely sure, Zhong Ling nodded silently, this is inevitable! As the ultimate secret treasure of the Six Beasts Secret Realm, this Heavenly Immortal Fruit is naturally the most difficult to obtain! Without a certain amount of strength and coincidence, it is difficult to obtain the Heavenly Immortal Fruit!

And Leng Wuya was not absolutely sure, but Zhong Ling was relieved, because he was absolutely sure! At least he had absolute certainty to hold his life! Because he had a nine-tailed demon fox, he specialized in overcoming all ghosts in the world! So in this sea of undead, if nothing else, it shouldn't be much of a problem for the little nine-tails to protect his life.

"We have no way out! Today, even if this sea of the undead is a sea of swords and fires, we must break through! Go, follow me in!" Leng Wuya's tone was stern, and there was no room for doubt, and he took the lead and walked straight towards the dense group of undead below the mountain.

Zhong Ling hurriedly followed.

As Leng Wuya approached step by step, a large number of undead instantly flew over like mosquitoes.

Leng Wuya's brows furrowed, and he silently took out a small tower from the storage bag on his waist. This tower is about half a meter high, with a total of ten floors, similar to the colorful and exquisite pagoda in the hands of King Li of Tota.

Naturally, the mana could not be compared with the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda in Li Tianwang's hands, after all, Li Tianwang was not only ranked in the immortal class, but also a decisive immortal, and Leng Wuya was just a mortal.

After Leng Wuya took out the pagoda, he immediately introduced to Zhong Ling behind him: "This pagoda is called the Soul Suppression Tower, which was made by the old man who spent 20 years collecting a large number of materials to overcome ghosts! After this pagoda was completed, I have done experiments, and it has a huge restraint effect on ghosts! And it has diverse functions and extraordinary power, and it is a treasure that specializes in dealing with ghosts!

Leng Wuya said this for the sake of Kuanzhongling's heart. But when Zhong Ling heard this, he just smiled, no matter how powerful the pagoda in your hand is, can it be more powerful than the ancestor of ten thousand demons, Taiyin Nine-Tailed Demon Fox?

At this time, the ghosts who were dense and approaching in groups like mosquitoes were already less than two meters away from Zhongling and the others, and Leng Wuya hurriedly stretched the pagoda in his hand forward and shouted: "Soul Suppression Tower, get up!"

With Leng Wuyan's shout, a burst of white light came out of the Soul Suppression Tower and began to operate.

The coercive momentum of the huge ghost came out of this tower, and the surrounding ghosts immediately sensed it, and they immediately braked, revealing an extremely frightened look.

Then dozens of ghosts retreated one after another, running in all directions, scattering birds and beasts!

All of a sudden, within a radius of ten meters, it was empty, and not a single ghost dared to approach!

Leng Wuya nodded for a while, and boasted to himself: "Boy, have you seen it? My pagoda hasn't really been powerful yet, but it's just activated, and these little ghosts are already all scared, and none of them dare to approach again!

Zhong Ling thought of the power of the Nine Tails, and disdained it, so he could only praise against his will: "Leng Lao is really powerful, your special soul suppression tower is really powerful!"

Leng Wuyan An Zhongling said in his heart: "So there is my Town Soul Tower, you don't have to be afraid, just follow me closely." ”

After speaking, he reminded: "But you can't be negligent, because this peripheral is only the weakest little ghost, and the more you go inside, the more powerful the ghost becomes!

Leng Wuya held the Soul Tower in his hand, held his head high, and moved forward step by step, gradually going deep into this sea of the dead. Leng Wuya's appearance of holding the Soul Tower, not to mention that it is quite similar to Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Shangxian Pagoda.

Because there is a soul tower to suppress ten thousand ghosts, so along the way, not only did no ghost dare to approach and attack the two, but all the ghosts retreated and avoided them after feeling the huge deterrence!

As they went deeper, the more ghosts they could see, and the denser the ghosts crowded each place became!!

After about a hundred meters deep, up and down, left and right, front and back, all the places have been covered by dense ghosts, and it is pitch black underneath!

Ghosts are translucent, gray-black, and can't completely isolate the light, but because there are so many ghosts, they overlap each other, and they become airtight and pitch black!

Looking up, because the thickness of the ghost is as high as 100 meters, it is also densely packed, and the light of the nine small moons cannot shine at all, and it is also pitch black.

In this pitch-black environment, Leng Wuya hurriedly cast a skylight technique, illuminating the surroundings as translucent, as if it were day. The ghosts that were closest to each other were clearly visible.

In this way, the two of them continued to advance in this short-sighted distance, which was very bright, and a little farther away was a pitch black, and it felt more and more heavy and dull. There are just too many ghosts!!

It's like diving, the deeper you dive, the more heavy and dull you feel.

At this time, the two of them had already penetrated nearly two hundred meters into the Sea of the Undead, and they were completely surrounded by an endless mass of undead in the middle. But they had to keep going, and keep exploring deeper. And the deeper it goes, the stronger the ghosts will be, and it is unknown whether the Soul Suppression Tower in Leng Wuya's hands can still suppress these ghosts.