Abbot Continent.

Thang Long Country, a secret cave in the forest outside the Black Dragon City.

A man in black sat on a high seat with his eyes closed, half of his face covered by a Shura mask, and his body was full of demonic energy, and he couldn't tell his actual age.

"See the Immortal!"

A middle-aged man wearing a black cloak walked in and knelt down on one knee in front of the man in black with a bang.

"What?" The man in black raised his eyelids slightly, his voice was deep, without the slightest emotion, giving people an extremely cold feeling, which was particularly abrupt in this stone room.

"Yu Mingjun, the people sent to Penglai have returned, and the challenge book has been delivered!" The man in the cloak said respectfully, if there is a person who knows the goods here, he will definitely be able to see that this man in the cloak has the strength of a half-step immortal realm.

"Huh?" The man in black was slightly moved, and said, "Is the Taishang Sword Sect willing to fight?" ”

The man in the cloak nodded and said, "The other party has already received the battle book, and the Taishang Sword Sect has invited all factions of the martial arts to watch the battle, thinking that they want to take advantage of this battle to make their Taishang Sword Sect's momentum go to the next level!" ”

"Hehe, the abacus is quite loud, but they don't have that chance!" The man in black sneered.

The man in the cloak stood up, and also chuckled, and said, "It has taken several months to pick up all the nine factions of the Seven Kingdoms, and now everyone in the various factions of Penglai is in danger, and before our army arrives, they are afraid of the wind first, and the power of the Immortal Monarch is enough to sweep the Eight Desolations and Liuhe." ”

These words are quite suspicious of sycophancy, but the Immortal Monarch is quite fond of listening to them, laughed and stood up, and said. "The ancient martial arts realm of the Penglai Continent is not comparable to the Abbot Continent, and the resources there are more than a star and a half more than the Abbot Continent. Of the three major factions in Penglai, none of them has not been inherited for tens of thousands of years. As the first faction of Penglai, the Taishang Sword Sect is even more profound, and it is said that Ao Qing has a strength comparable to that of the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and with the current strength of this monarch, he is not his opponent! ”

"Huh?"

The man in the cloak was shocked when he heard this, in the past few months, the man in black has led them to sweep through the seven countries and nine factions of the Abbot Continent, which is simply a human blockade and killing. The Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, which made him have a blind confidence in the man in black, he saw that the man in black was full of confidence and sent someone to Penglai to deliver the war book, he thought that the man in black had full certainty, but he never expected the man in black to say such a thing, which was really much beyond his expectations.

"Benjun is not his opponent, but the Lord of the Underworld is different!" The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth curved with a hint of evil intent, and a blood-red token appeared on his hand, with the word "Ferris" written on it.

"I just got the will of the Emperor of the Underworld. Let Benjun quickly collect all 100,000 inheritance spirit stones and 10,000 spirit blood beads, open the Sky Order, break through the barriers between the two realms, and lead him to the lower realm as soon as possible! The man in black fiddled with the token in his hand. There is infinite light in the eyes.

The man in the cloak opened his mouth wide, "Lord Hades, do you mean Lord Hades?" ”

"Don't gossip!" The man in black waved his hand. Put away the blood-red token, "Moyun." Are there enough inheritance spirit stones? ”

The man in the cloak swallowed hard, calming his beating heart. He said, "Immortal Monarch, the inheritance spirit stones collected from the nine major sects in the past two months are already almost 100,000, and there are still some shorts, and if you destroy a few more small and medium-sized sects, you should be able to count them!" ”

The man in black nodded with great satisfaction, "Let people hurry up, and the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Beads must be refined within three months, and after the Lord Hades Emperor descends, there will definitely be a lot of rewards!" ”

"Yes!" The man in the cloak bowed down to receive the order.

"I'm really looking forward to it, with the strength of the Hades Emperor, it should be enough to dominate the entire spirit world!" The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth crossed a slight arc, "There are still a few months left, what should we do?" It's better to go to Penglai for a walk, and it's better to see the future territory of my Heavenly Sword Sect first! ”

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After Chen Jinyuan's persuasion, Lin Yilian's mood slowly recovered, and she was more interested on the road, no longer thinking nonsense.

That night, the three of them found an inn in the ancient city of Wangu and stayed.

At night, before it was completely dark, the shops in the city closed early, and there were few people on the street, Chen Jinyuan wanted to take his second daughter out to visit the night market after dinner, but was stopped by the owner of the inn.

Chen Jinyuan asked suspiciously why this was, but the boss told him with a smile that this is a tradition left by the ancient city of Wangu for many years, and it is said that many people have died in this place of Wangu City before, and the bones have piled up into mountains, depositing a lot of wandering souls and wild ghosts, and every full moon night, the people in the city will close the door early and give up the territory to those wandering ghosts and ghosts, in order to show respect for the undead.

Chen Jinyuan and the three of them came unfortunately, it happened to be the fifteenth full moon, and it happened to be this day, the three of them had no choice but to follow the local customs, and went back to the room early to sleep, even if they went out at this time, there would be no one on the street outside.

In this regard, Chen Jinyuan had to sigh, the world really has all customs, lying on the bed, his eyes are wide, he is used to going to bed late, but he doesn't have the slightest sleepiness so early.

Getting up and locking the door, Chen Jinyuan disappeared into the room with a thought.

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Guwu space.

"Host: Chen Jinyuan

Age: 24

Level: Level 6 Summoner

Ancient Martial Realm: Mid-Congenital Stage

Summon Point: 50000/50000

Exchange value: 60000/68500

Wishing power: 378800000

XP: 36200/40000

Summoned Target: ......"

Chen Jinyuan just went to Jinghu Villa to take a look at the happy thief, then went straight to the summoning platform, called up the attributes and looked, it didn't take long to upgrade, in the past two months, Chen Jinyuan has successfully summoned Ding Chunqiu, Zhuang Juxian, Zuo Lengchan, Xiang Wentian four people, and now only two more people are missing, and they can be upgraded again and reach the realm of the late congenital stage.

In the eyes of others, this kind of cultivation speed was close to that of a demon, but in Chen Jinyuan's opinion, it was as slow as a snail, and it took several days to wait for the summon point to automatically fill up every time, which was really a bit difficult.

Hesitating about the relationship between the big hidden dangers in the dantian, Chen Jinyuan is now in an unusually tangled mood every time he summons an ancient martial artist, hoping that the summoning will succeed and the summoning will fail, and if the summoning is successful, his own strength will undoubtedly become stronger and stronger, but it is one point closer to the moment when he breaks through the martial arts golden pill and attracts the Ascending Immortal Thunder Tribulation.

Therefore, Chen Jinyuan was in a dilemma, and stood on the edge of the summoning pool for a long time before hesitantly giving the summoning instructions to the spatial intelligence program.

"Success, Failure, Success, Failure......"

The movement of the summoning pool behind him was so loud that Chen Jinyuan's heart struggled repeatedly, and after a long time, a dialog box popped up in his mind.

Chen Jinyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, after all, the summoning was successful, and the ancient martial arts space had already given his uncertain heart a stable choice. (To be continued.) )