I saw that in front of the two, a black mist of black pressure rolled wildly, and then clusters of ghost fires rose up like ghosts, flickering with a cold light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info net

Following the first cluster of ghost fires, a large number of ghost fires suddenly emerged, which was really desperate.

The clusters of ghost fires illuminated this dark sea of fog, and they were all over the direction of Mo Xuan's progress, like ghost lights, guiding Mo Xuan to the Yellow Spring.

This scene made Mo Xuan's body tremble slightly, and he was really stunned.

One cluster of ghost fire, he can still barely accept it, two clusters of ghost fire, it's okay, but this dense so many ghost fires, how can he accept it?

At this moment, Mo Xuan had a feeling that he was going to suffocate to death, purely frightened.

Ghost fire, representing weirdness and ominousness, so many at once, you can imagine how dangerous this place is.

Mo Xuan was still thinking about whether to try to bypass that cluster of ghost fire and move on.

But now it's good, so many ghost fires suddenly appeared, and he can't get around so much until he dies!

The road ahead was long, and for a while, these ghost fires seemed to have burned all of Mo Xuan's hopes, causing him to fall into despair.

"Buzz ......"

Just when Mo Xuan's heart was in despair, the fire in his heart shook again, causing his spirit to shake and recover.

"It's not a dead end, as long as I don't die, there is still hope, how can I be a man, how can I be frightened by a mere ghost fire. After his mental state eased up, Mo Xuan muttered to himself, encouraging himself to prevent himself from falling into despair again.

After adjusting his state, Mo Xuan stared at the dense ghost fire with fear.

Now, these ghostly fires seem to have a strange power that can make people extremely negative.

Since becoming a monk, Mo Xuan has experienced no small number of turmoil and crises, although he can't do absolute change without being surprised, but every time he can be regarded as extremely calm.

But since he entered here, he has found himself to fall into despair easily, and the whole person has become negative, which is not like his character at all.

He felt that this negative change must be inseparable from the ghost fire, and it was likely to be the result of being affected by the strange power in the ghost fire.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuanxun used his mysterious power to protect his soul and prevent his mental state from being affected again.

After completing this layer of defense, he had the energy to observe the changes around him after the appearance of the ghost fire.

In all directions, there was an indescribable weirdness permeating, and after clusters of ghost fires lit up this vast sea of fog, Mo Xuan finally saw the scene under the chains.

I saw that under his feet, the fog gradually faded, showing a huge sinkhole, at least ten thousand feet deep, and the scope was unimaginably wide, and every chain was suspended above this huge pit, swaying and making people's hearts tremble.

After seeing the scene of the giant pit, Mo Xuan instantly felt a cool air rise from the soles of his feet, spread to his back, and finally spread to his whole body, and his whole scalp was numb to the point of exploding.

Although Mo Xuan's heart has always been calmer than that of his peers, he can't be calm at this time, even if the little fat dog sees through the black fog and sees the scene below, he is also trembling at this moment, and he feels the same fear.

In the huge pit, covered with endless blood and bones, countless corpses, the so-called corpses are all over the field, the so-called blood flows like rivers, all of them are pediatrics here, in contrast, this place is the real hell, the real purgatory.

I don't know how vast the abyss crater, the blood is boiling, and the white bones are floating on the bloody water, with countless broken limbs, and the picture is bloody to the extreme.

Many broken bodies were connected to the head, and the broken eyes stared directly at Mo Xuan on the chains above, terrifying.

That gaze, as if it had consciousness, did not look like the gaze of a dead man at all.

This situation made Mo Xuan's heart tremble, and when he glanced at it, he shook again.

Because under the reflection of the ghost fire, Mo Xuan saw the specific appearance of the ancient trees, their branches were twisted one by one, and the lower part was thousands of miles long, all rooted in the sea of blood of the corpse mountain below.

Below the trunk of the tree, the roots of the tree were entangled, each of which was extremely thick, and countless white bones and dead corpses were entwined on it, piled up and intertwined with each other, like small mountains, towering to the height of chains, supporting those ancient trees.

Although he couldn't smell the smell, Mo Xuan still felt like he was vomiting, because the picture was too disgusting and bloody.

The corpses were almost all mutilated, and the internal organs and brains had been dripping, and they hadn't dried up for so many years.

The abyssal crater was too vast, so Mo Xuan had the illusion that below was the real Yellow Springs Country, and the corpses floating on the blood were the subjects of the underworld.

The surging death qi steamed up, and a pair of dead people's eyes fell directly on Mo Xuan.

In a trance, Mo Xuan even felt that those corpses in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain below were laughing and smiling at them.

For a while to have this feeling, it may be an illusion, but it can be ...... Has it always been?

Even though Mo Xuan's spirit is extraordinary, it is inevitable that he will have some hair in his heart at this moment, after all, this is too weird, too evil, he has never seen this situation, how can he be calm.

Clusters of ghost fires moved with the fog, like a cold gaze, illuminating Mo Xuan's heart in shock.

"Click...... Click......"

Just when Mo Xuan's heart trembled, a burst of armor collision sounds, and not far away, there was a fog rolling, and the ghost fire was shaking.

Mo Xuan's gaze involuntarily fell to the front, and then his expression changed greatly, and he staggered back a few steps, his face full of horror and horror.

I saw that under the illumination of the ghost fire in the sky, the fog spread, and then one after another group of soldiers in black armor stepped out of the mist, and their faces were extremely pale, and their eyes were closed, without the slightest breath of a living person.

This scene made Mo Xuan break out in a cold sweat, this group of soldiers looked at it at a glance, there were probably no less than a million people, each of them was wearing black armor, walking in the air, obviously stepping very heavily, but there was no sound at all, only the dull sound of armor colliding.

"Yin ...... Yin Soldier Travel ......"

Staring at this group of troops, Mo Xuan's cold sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, nervous to the extreme.

Yin Soldier!

It is rumored that the army of the Netherworld is the army of the Death Realm, and it can never be killed.

Because they are already dead, they are pure soldiers, they are pure killing power, the real undead legion, whoever they are, they have to shake when they see it, and they can only retreat.

Yin soldier travel is one of the most reluctant things to encounter in this world, ancient classics have been recorded, where the Yin soldier travels, there must be ominous life, whoever encounters, who will be unlucky.

There is no evidence for this kind of rumor, in fact, no one has encountered the legendary Yin Soldier for a long, long time, so Mo Xuan is only half-convinced of this kind of record.

However, the scene in front of him now made Mo Xuan have to believe those records, and he couldn't believe it anymore.

At this moment, he realized that the ancient rumors were not groundless, and there was really such a thing as a Yin soldier in this world.

Under the frightened gaze of Mo Xuan and Little Fat Dog, those Yin soldiers quickly advanced towards this side, in an orderly manner.

There are countless Yin soldiers, millions of people, so neat that there is no one to command them, but they are not messy, and they are more formal than the most regular army.

Every Yin soldier has no breath, no different from a dead corpse, but they can move, they all hold pitch-black spears in their hands, and the smell of death circulates around, even if there is no breath explosion, they can still feel their amazing killing power.

Such an army of death, such a yin soldier, is definitely more terrifying than the forbidden army of the outer empire.

Mo Xuan had an intuition that even if it was the Holy Fire Realm, it might not be able to kill a Yin soldier, and as soon as the black spear came out, the Holy Fire Monk would be wiped out in an instant.

This feeling made Mo Xuan's heart feel bottomless, these Yin soldiers came here, right...... For what?

Mo Xuan couldn't help but glance down again, where the blood was boiling, white bones were constantly spraying, and there were dead corpses showing painful moans in it.

There were also ghost fires flickering, and it seemed that every dead corpse was in pain, but they were still staring at Mo Xuan at the moment, as if they wanted to "lead" Mo Xuan.

For a while, Mo Xuan was a little overwhelmed, he didn't dare to retreat, let alone move forward, the chains shook silently, his mind tightened, he didn't dare to act rashly, he could only silently wait for the Yin soldiers to approach here.

The ghost fire fluttered in the sea of fog, extremely eerie, and all the ghost fire was suspended in front of the Yin army, like a light guiding the way, slowly advancing towards this side.

At first, these ghost fires suddenly appeared, and Mo Xuan couldn't figure out the reason for this, but now, he vaguely understood.

It seems that these ghost fires are the guiding lights of the Yin soldiers, they are dead corpses, their eyes are closed, and they rely on the ghost fire to guide the way.

"Boom la la ......"

As the ghost fire approached, Mo Xuan felt the chains under his feet shake more and more, and he could only do his best to maintain his balance and prevent himself from falling off the chains.

At the same time, the sound of water rushing suddenly came.

The sound of these streams was abrupt, and it was right at Mo Xuan's feet.

Mo Xuan's heart was shocked, and he looked down quickly, and was so frightened that he almost fell off the chain.

I saw that in this short period of time, the endless blood and corpse water in the huge pit that was ten thousand zhang deep actually rose up in an instant, less than ten zhang away from the soles of Mo Xuan's feet.

Mo Xuan could even see the corpses in the bloody corpse water very clearly.

They all had hideous faces, extremely bloody, and their pale and tattered faces were all towards Mo Xuan and the little fat dog, their faces were obviously expressionless, but they made people feel a strange feeling that they were laughing non-stop.

"Woo ......"

The little fat dog barked in fright, hugging Mo Xuan tightly, his big eyes full of panic.

The ghost fire approached quickly, and the blood rose rapidly, and if it continued like this, it would not be long before the two of them would be immersed in this endless blood and corpse water, accompanied by those white bones and corpses.