When the ground movement was at its most intense, Chen Hong, who had entered a state of turtle breath while sitting dry, was suddenly awakened by a woman's call.

This voice was strange and familiar, and it shocked him with a burst of blood and blood!

The sound that came from under the volcano when he had just become the new leader reminded him of that thrilling trip to the underground.

"Grab that woman, I want her body!" The gloomy voice resounded in the secret room where Chen Hong was meditating, Chen Hong was prostrate on the ground, and for a while, the ghost qi of his whole body was crazy and reversed, and the black liquid squirted out of his mouth and sprinkled on the stone floor.

"Thousands of years later, why is the Houyi Divine Bow still hanging above my head?" Although the woman's voice was coquettish, it was full of ghostly spirit. Chen Hong, who was crawling on the ground, shuddered all over his body, but he couldn't say a word, and the black liquid still kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Within this thousand years, if we don't find the Houyi Divine Bow hidden in that continent, we will destroy it together!"

"Shine on the sky, shine on the goddess, your subordinates will do their best to complete your oracle!" Chen Hong finally reluctantly suppressed the ghost qi running around all over his body, wiped the black blood from the corners of his mouth, and squeezed out a few words with great difficulty.

"Without the threat of Houyi's divine bow, and then get that woman's body, there is hope for Benjun's resurrection......" The female voice like a self-muttering voice became weaker and weaker, and finally was muffled by the loud sound of the building collapsing.

A few days later, at the foot of the volcano in country R, the ruins of the collapsed temple had been gradually cleared. Many low-ranking monks dressed in black are working together to rebuild a new temple.

In the cleared clearing, a tall and thin man in black stood silently against the cold wind. His face was not visible because of the cape that covered it.

This is the leader of the Sun Worship God Sect who was forcibly interrupted by the earthquake and left the customs ahead of schedule, Chen Hong.

"Following the oracle of the Divine Maiden of Zhaotian, we have sent more than a dozen groups of sect members to Huaxia to arrest that female cultivator." Chen Hong's side was Song Tian, who was in an old state of Longzhong, who bowed slightly and lowered his head to report on the recent events.

"Well, be careful not to attract the attention of the Huaxia officials." Chen Hong's voice was as harsh as metal scraping glass.

"Hey!" Song Tian bowed deeply to Chen Hong and replied respectfully.

"That Huaxia female cultivator is also the murderer of my disciple Qiao Ben!" In the dark and heavy hat, two beams of ghostly light shot out, and the coercion of the Jindan monk could no longer be hidden.

"Ahh Song Tian was so pressed that he sat on the ground, and a mouthful of purple-black liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Inform the elite ghost generals of the inner gate, all of them will be gathered at the top of the sacred mountain!" As soon as the gloomy voice fell, Chen Hong threw off his cloak, and in the black mist, he lost his trace.

Now the weather has entered the late autumn, and the grass and trees on the mountain are withering, and it is a bleak scene.

The crater of the volcano in country R is surrounded by thick fog all year round, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

The barren mountains and rivers and the pungent smell make it impossible for mortals to follow all year round.

On the top of the volcano, there are several huge platforms that have been dug by hand. On the platform, there are more than a dozen ghost generals of the Sun God Cult.

Above the crater, more than a dozen black leather pockets, all of which were suspended in mid-air face down.

And those ghosts will whine and whimper in their mouths, and black ghosts will pop out of their hands from time to time.

A strange scene appeared. The sulfur-filled gas swirling around the top of the volcano spiraled into a black bag. The toxic gases in the air gradually became scarce, and the smell of sulfur became much lighter.

It didn't take long for the black bags to be filled, and after the ghost generals put away the bags, they threw out another batch of black bags, continuing to absorb the poisonous gases that were constantly spewing from the volcano.

Chen Hong stood on the largest platform, numbly watching the movements of his disciples, as if he was thinking and admiring.

"Sect Master, there are a total of one hundred and forty-four elite ghost generals in the inner gate, all of them are here!" Behind him, Song Tian's respectful voice came.

"Subordinates, see the sect leader!" The black-clothed people all bowed down, but the leader was a young woman with a bewitching figure.

"Alright, let's all get up!" The cacophony resounded throughout the mountaintop, and everyone kneeling on the ground stood up in unison.

"Sect Master, your old man went out of the customs ahead of time, this realm is ......" The female cultivator raised her head, and it was the light jade lady. She walked to Chen Hong's side in a curling manner, her snow-white face and bright red lips were extraordinarily treacherous.

"It doesn't matter." Chen Hong looked at the figure of Mrs. Tingting, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and there was a slight temperature in his tone.

"Sect Master, we obeyed the will of the goddess and threw these poisonous gases full of resentment and violence into the Yellow River and various tributaries in Huaxia without stopping, which has lasted for more than 200 years until today." Song Tian saw that Chen Hong had been staring at the ghost generals who were busy in the crater, and he introduced.

"But you've got eyebrows?" Chen Hong's words are few, but every word he says makes people feel a headache.

"Although we haven't found the location of the Houyi Divine Bow, all the rivers flowing to the East China Sea have been polluted by us, and I believe that the Houyi Divine Bow will soon lose its divine power."

"Soon?" Chen Hong was dissatisfied: "I want to know the specific time!" In this millennium, we will rescue the goddess of Teruten! ”

The goddess has been hiding under this volcano for thousands of years, and if she doesn't get rid of the Houyi Divine Bow full of arrows, she will eventually be scattered because of the exhaustion of her longevity.

Their island nation should have been wiped out by a tsunami caused by a volcanic eruption. But thousands of years ago, a powerful goddess inhabited this volcano, which temporarily quieted the turbulent volcano, and this island nation has been preserved to this day.

Later, the inhabitants of the island country revered the goddess as the great god of the sky, and the people who worshiped the great god later received the ghost magic skills transmitted by the goddess, and the sun worship cult was formed.

Compared with the righteous path cultivation method in Huaxia, this ghost path divine skill is not to mention the rapid improvement of cultivation, and the difficulty of cultivation is much smaller. The only drawback is that a large number of resentful ghosts and ghosts are needed to replace the aura of heaven and earth.

As a result, almost all the people on this island country have become war maniacs, and they wage wars all over the world to collect the ghost qi needed for cultivation.

The cultivation of the ghost cultivators of the Sun Worship God Cult is all piled up with the lives of innocent people who have been killed in vain.

But as the saying goes, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. The goddess of the heavens shrank at the bottom of the volcano all the year round, not daring to show up, but it was because, in Huaxia, there was a bow that had been drawn, and the giant arrow on the bowstring was facing the exit of the volcano.

Once the goddess appears, the arrow that once shot the sun will kill the goddess in one blow!

These are all secrets that only the leaders of the Sun God Cult can know, because the previous leaders would get the same instructions when they worshiped the goddess for the first time: destroy the Houyi Divine Bow and find the Hebo Water Mansion.

When Chen Hong took over as the sect leader, the goddess told him the reason for destroying the Houyi Divine Bow, because her longevity was about to run out by the end of the century, and if they continued to cower under this volcano, the same fate awaited them: destruction.

Chen Hong looked at the growing sect members, he waved the sleeves of his robe in the air, and a floating map appeared in mid-air.

In the picture, the rivers and mountains of China are depicted in detail and detail, and one of the rushing rivers is marked bright red!

"Our goddess can't wait! We must destroy the Houyi Divine Bow as soon as possible and find the Hebo Water Mansion! Chen Hong looked at the vast land of China, and the greedy light in his eyes couldn't even cover his hat.

"Without the protection of the Goddess of Terotten, our island will collapse, and we will become rootless duckweed!" A hoarse and piercing voice sounded on the top of the mountain, and all the black-clothed ghost cultivators were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were in high spirits, staring at the map of China with towering mountains and abundant water networks!

"Everyone, sneak into Huaxia with me! Whoever stands in our way to protect the goddess of Terra is our enemy! Chen Hong's tone was high, he opened his hands, and his thin fingers seemed to scratch through the gray mist above his head.

"Guardian Priestess! Guardian Priestess! Guardian Priestess! All the ghost cultivators on the top of the mountain shouted like crazy, and for a while, the ghost qi of the forest and the poisonous gas of the crater were mixed together, and a large cloud of gray-black fog covered the sky above the top of the mountain!