Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Goal Is Finally Accomplished, Eight or Nine Xuangong (2/2)

The white clouds were surging, accompanied by the misty streamer on the scroll, a picture unfolded in front of Zhao Li's eyes, the vast, wild breath came to his face at once, enveloping him, accompanied by such a breath, there was the wind formed when exhaling, which carried the breath of yellow sand and blood.

Drunk!

Zhao Li saw the lead-gray sky falling, and one by one I don't know how many steps formed a majestic and simple altar, and there were huge bronze tripods, and under the bronze tripods were blue flames that had never been extinguished. Densely packed, small black dots like nesting workers walk on the steps densely covered with sealed words.

Hideous and terrifying ghosts, or running on the earth, or flying in the sky.

This is a primitive and wild underworld, which can almost be regarded as the most direct presentation of the fear of death and ghosts for countless years in the world, revealing an atmosphere of simple fear everywhere, which forms a huge contrast with the strictness and rules of the underworld, almost a completely different style.

Zhao Li froze and watched the memories of the picture evolve.

There are ghosts who will train, fight, and lead orders to go out to catch those ghosts and bring them back to be used as slaves, and there are even pictures of them coming to the world, rushing to kill ordinary human races, and then using spells to collect souls.

The means were cruel, Zhao Li's expression became cold, and the picture suddenly changed, and the ghost general walked to a palace.

The existence sitting on the top was majestic and terrifying, and the ghost general lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at it, and there were many ghost cultivators around him who were similar to his cultivation, as well as the ghost king, who was more powerful than the ghost general, all respectfully knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and listening quietly.

One order after another was issued.

It is a different order from the past, requiring the major ghost kings to go out and contact the lords of the ghost domains near the various cities of the human race, and asking the lords of those ghost domains to obey the orders of the Xudu, which can give some benefits, and if they do not obey the order, they will directly bulldoze it and re-establish the order.

Each ghost domain, after being included in the mastery of the capital of Xudu, is to build a huge bronze tripod that is the same as the capital of Xudu, with ancient words and ornamental paintings of the ancestors sacrificing and praying to the sky, requiring the flame of the bronze tripod to burn all the time, until the end, to achieve this kind of soul fire in the six continents of the world.

A man in a black robe spoke, his voice hoarse:

"It's a matter of the Lord's plan...... Do it at all costs. ”

"Yes!"

Many ghost cultivators who are equivalent to the world's leakless realm and the real human level are all in unison.

This is a memory of decades ago.

The memory screen changed rapidly again, and the ghost general killed by Zhao Li continued to perform tasks outside, and tried to complete the task of Xudu, and it took a lot of time before and after, and finally in the ghost domain of Feiyu City, he successfully defeated the local ghost general, and brought this ghost domain into his control.

It then took thirty years to build the altar and the bronze tripod.

All the materials are transported from the capital of the city, and then spliced and assembled in the ghost domain of Feiyu City, this project has mobilized more than tens of thousands of ghost cultivators, before it can be barely completed, after completion, in the bronze tripod, and on the steps of the altar, there are simple lines, extremely mysterious.

In the end, the ghost general personally walked up to the altar with a box in his hand and walked to the bronze tripod.

Open the box and toss it gently.

A talisman flew out of the box.

"This is?!"

Zhao Li saw the talisman, his pupils contracted suddenly, he almost immediately got up from the chair, the memory picture stopped abruptly, he took two steps forward, and looked at the talisman - the gray-black talisman, revealing ominous, and the breath of death, he didn't know this talisman, but he was extremely familiar with this aura.

He had one of his own, from the sleeping ancient god of death.

is part of the authority of death.

Zhao Li's expression changed, and he looked at the talisman fixedly, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath, and the memory picture that had stopped continued to run, and when the talisman fell, it began to spread, and fell into the interior of the hundred-zhang bronze giant tripod. Then more than thirty headless trolls, with chains thicker than humans, pulled countless souls and threw them under the bronze tripod.

When the talisman fell to the bottom, the soul suddenly burned violently.

The blue flame was mixed with the pain and fear of the soul being burned to the point that the soul was scattered, and the pain and fear made the flame burn more violently, Zhao Li's eyes reflected the blue flame, and he saw that a special aura gradually appeared in the bronze tripod.

"Take the soul as a guide and burn its soul...... In this way, I can accumulate strength and grasp the authority of the ancient god of death......"

As the holder of the power of death, Zhao Li immediately recognized the purpose of this act, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

He suddenly thought that in the case of the Yuanshuo Human Division, before he went to Yizhuang, he found a bronze jar, which was full of ancient characters, and those words were almost exactly the same as the words on the bronze tripod of Xudu, which were the prayers of the ancient ancestors when they prayed to the sky.

Originally, I thought that I wanted to use these prayers to make my existence more solemn and solemn.

Looking at the core purpose of this bronze tripod now, Zhao Li almost had an intuitive premonition, which made his scalp tingle - Xuan Du used the same prayer text as the ancient god of death, the only difference was that the name originally corresponding to the god of death was replaced by the lord of the capital of the city, plus the authority of the ancient god of death was stolen, is this intended to replace it?

He enlarged the white scroll and evolved the topography map of the nine continents under heaven.

Then the places where the ghost kings in the capital need to build the bronze tripod are all clicked to see what will happen.

In the end, Zhao Li's face turned dark, and he watched the blue light rise from the land of Jiuzhou, rushing to the sky, dense, as if the sea of stars in the sky fell into the earth, which was the number of the heavens, if each blue light represented a part of the authority of the god of death, when all the bronze tripods were lit up, the entire range of the world would be completely encompassed.

The ancient Grim Reaper will return in a more powerful way.

And this plan has been implemented for almost a hundred years, as for the secret design, I am afraid it is a longer time, the corners of Zhao Li's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the time of thousands of years, almost involving all the ranges of the entire world and nine continents, huge, exquisite and unparalleled formation, the heart is complex and indescribable, there is admiration, there is shock.

Then there is a strong sense of crisis, and hostility.

What is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back?

The ancient gods and demons are about to recover, at this time, the existing forces in the world actually appeared with two hearts of the top powerhouse, I don't know whether it is planned for hundreds of years, or thousands of years, planning to take advantage of the revival of the gods and demons, completely steal the authority of the ancient god of death, and truly make the capital of the underworld.

Zhao Li almost immediately realized that it was impossible for him and Yu to coexist.

The plan must be ruined!

Not to mention that the underworld created by this Xudu is clearly the most terrifying and barbaric world of death, not to mention the cruelty of killing the living and plundering souls, just the power of death in his own hands, as well as the official appearance of the underworld, will make him a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

The other party planned to use the barbaric method of soul sacrifice to activate the authority of the god of death.

Then this one on his body, the other party will not let it go.

Even if it is to prevent himself from sabotaging his plan, he will find a way to obliterate himself.

Zhao Li exhaled a breath, calmed down, and let the pictures on the picture scroll dim one by one, he saw Xilu City, and thought of the ghost domain destroyed by the woman in red, which was related to Xudu, and it seemed that he had killed a ghost king of Xudu at that time, and Zhong Zheng's sword was exactly what he obtained by killing a ghost in Xudu.

The blue light on the scroll disappeared completely.

Zhao Li silently thought about how to sabotage Xudu's plan.

This is not just for himself, let Xudu become the underworld corresponding to the human world and the realm of the living, it will be a disaster for the whole world, but what to do? With the strength of Xudu, he is not afraid of any force in the world at all, and if he wants all the forces to gather all their strength to break through Xudu, Zhao Li thinks that he does not have such a big face.

First of all, how to win the trust of those forces is a problem.

And he can't even guarantee that the only one who has the idea of 'replacing it' is the Yudu family.

Zhao Li pondered for a long time, looking at the geographical map of Jiuzhou, and now he can mobilize for him, which is considered a powerful force, only Miaofa Valley, Zhao Li's finger nodded in Xiding Zhenzhou, and then moved to Xiyue Pingzhou, shaking his head, Difu and greedy wolves, they are not qualified to involve this kind of thing at present.

In the end, he sighed and decided to find a way to pass the matter on to the ancestor of the Ji clan in Yuanshuo City.

Don't write to Lao Wei.

Lao Wei is a lot old, and he has to support his old age.

After hearing the news, I guess I didn't even have to drink tea.

The plan of the Xudu has been open for decades, and the ghost domain of Xilu City has been burned clean by the woman in red, and the bronze tripod will not be spared, so it seems that even if the lord of the capital is ambitious, such a huge plan will not be able to be achieved in a day.

There is still a chance.

By the way, go to Huaguo Mountain to find Qiu Lin and ask him to contact the woman in red......

That is an absolute powerhouse that has survived since the primeval times, if you talk about the vast travel, the strength is strong, and it is still above the Ji family, but why do people believe this?

Zhao Li's thoughts were surging in his mind, and he exhaled slowly, suppressed his thoughts, and decided not to mess with his own position first.

Deal with this step by step.

He raised his eyes, pinched out a magic seal, and transmitted the sound to Fan Wusu.

asked to hand over the qualifications of the Yin Difference Command, who was still outside at the moment, to Zhong Zheng.

Fan Wu took his life, leaned over slightly, these yin differences had a trace of ghost qi in his body, at this moment he stretched out his hand, gathered his own yin qi, formed a token, and then handed it to Zhong Zheng.

Zhong is the physique of commanding ten thousand ghosts, and because of this, he is valued by Chiyang Zhenren, and feels that his physique is enough to serve as the main soul of all the ghosts of ten thousand ghosts, which is why he has his later experience.

Zhong Zheng took the token.

Elder Jiuli and the generals walked outside the council hall.

In the middle of the city, the ghost token's token suddenly shattered, causing a small commotion.

In the white space, Zhao Li watched the surging and unbelievable white clouds appear due to the influence of many things on each other, each other, and then on the destiny of the world.

The voice was calm, and he said:

"Deduction exercises, eight or nine mystical exercises. ”

PS: Today's second update......