Southwest of the continent.

Hades looked at the resealed Nether Demon Well and frowned. To open each Nether Demon Well, it is necessary to build an altar, set up a large array of spirits, and condense endless dead qi in order to succeed.

This time, in order to kill the Heavenly Wolf, the Emperor of the Underworld not only lost the lives of five Ghost Venerables, but even the Demon Well that the Hades Venerable had worked so hard to build was destroyed.

"It's a pity to lose a demon fetus in vain!" said Ghost Ghost, standing behind the Immortal Venerable, painfully.

The excavation of each magic well is equivalent to opening a small opening on the eggshell of the Netherworld, and then giving birth to a demon fetus in that small mouth, and the demon fetus absorbs the Netherworld Death Qi while devouring the vitality of the Shenqi Continent.

This kind of demon fetus is very against the sky, and once it matures, it will have the strength of the Void Dao Realm. In the era of the rise of the Heavenly Emperor and the Flame Emperor, this was the reason why so many Void Dao masters appeared in the Netherworld.

However, only ghost path cultivators above the Void Dao Realm can dig out the magic well, and then it is the hard work of the ghost kings that can make the demon fetus grow, so every magic well is precious to the netherworld.

"It's okay, losing a magic well to extinguish a seed with great potential and promising to achieve immortal path, this deal is still very cost-effective, but those five guys are a bit of a pity, with them, we can still dig a few more magic wells, but now the reserves are enough! You explain and speed up the catalysis of the magic well!"

"Yes, Lord Hades!" the ghost ordered to retreat.

...

Under the magic well where the Heavenly Wolf fell, the small opening connecting to the Netherworld has been closed, and this kind of temporary opening is not stable, relying on the Dao power of the ghost path cultivators to support it, once it is attacked by external forces, it will close itself.

The Netherworld is a strange world, with no sunlight, no life, and a dead silence everywhere, but it does not seem dim, because in this world, there are dots of light everywhere.

Some of these rays of light remain in one place, and some are speeding away, as if they have life.

In some places, the light collided and then cracked, like sparks bursting, very gorgeous, obviously there were strange creatures fighting.

There was no sun or stars in the sky, only a huge blood moon, emitting a dim blood light, infecting this magnificent heaven and earth into a blood-colored world.

On the ground, a large black river flowed slowly, with many fragments of bones and skeletons floating in it.

In the big river, from time to time, a series of white Sensen's bone arms would stretch out, and they would grab the river bank, and then slowly drag out a skeleton from the river.

These skeletons are humanoid, there are also birds and beasts, and there are some unknown races, in short, they are strangely shaped, and they look very weird.

"Wow! Wow......"

When the skeletons climb out of the River Styx, they let out a whoosh-woo whining sound, and then two ghostly fires ignite in the hollow eye sockets.

These skeletons born from the River Styx are not very intelligent, they have an instinct to roam the land, and when they see glowing creatures, they will pounce on them, greedily sucking their soul fire.

They also kill each other among their kind, devouring each other's soul fire to grow stronger. When they reach a certain level of strength, their bodies will grow veins, flesh, and scales, and this is the Netherworld that is all over the Netherworld.

In addition to the Netherworld, there are also those strange spirits, some of them are shaped like beasts, some are like birds, and there are all kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, all of which are in all kinds of forms, but without exception they are full of resentment and ferocity.

This kind of resentful spirit is the necromancy, and when they see an existence weaker than themselves or equal to their own strength, they will pounce on it without fear of death, or devour the soul fire of the other party, or be devoured by the other party.

In short, it's either you die or I die, a proper fighting race.

In addition to the Netherworld and the Necromancy, there is also a smaller number of races, this group exists in the form of soul bodies, most of them are humanoid, they have a high level of intelligence, so the overall strength is stronger.

There were many bones piled up beside a misty pool, and from time to time a few skeletons or necromancers would walk by, but when they saw the yellow spring water that bubbled up from time to time, they would walk away with fear.

Because in the netherworld, every Yellow Spring Pool is very precious, and it is a treasure place for high-level dead people to refine their bodies and souls. If there are blisters coming out, it means that there is already a master in this place, and if you don't leave as soon as possible, it will be regarded as a provocation, and the end will be very miserable.

This place can also be regarded as the luck of those passing skeletons and necromancers, because today is the critical period for the transformation of the owner of this Yellow Spring Pool, and they can't make a move, otherwise those weak dead people who are close to this place will all become its mouths.

Because he wanted to meditate and refine his body and soul, the master here restrained his breath, so that those skeletons and dead spirits could not feel it, otherwise they would not dare to step into the Yellow Spring Pond at all.

Whoa——

Half a day later, a black bear skeleton jumped up from the Huangquan Pond, and the bones of several kittens and rabbits who had no eyesight and time to retreat were suddenly trampled to pieces, and the faint soul light was stained on the broken bones, obviously unable to survive.

However, the black bear's level didn't seem to be low, and it didn't look at this bit of soul light at all, only to see its two white bone claws slap a few times on its chest, open its mouth wide, and the Yuan Soul let out a roar, and then looked for the next feng shui treasure land with great satisfaction.

Not long after the black bear left, next to the trampled bones, a bone bead the size of a finger's belly suddenly trembled, and then a head smaller than the belly of a finger emerged from the bone bead.

This is a soul body, but it is very weak, he glanced at this strange world, full of confusion, but when he saw the soul light next to him on the broken bones, he was overjoyed.

Although he didn't know what it was, out of instinct, he felt that this small light was of great use to him, but he couldn't leave the bone bead, so he could only shake his body hard and drive the bone bead to roll over.

"Hiss ——"

The little soul man took a deep breath at the fragmented soul light, and suddenly felt refreshed, and the soul light that was so weak that a breeze could blow it away actually condensed a little, so he devoured it even harder.

After the little soul man sucked the two kittens and rabbits clean, his soul light had stabilized, and it was not so difficult to roll the bone beads, and at this time he was already a soul man who was not afraid of the breeze.

The little soul man looked around proudly, but saw many disdainful glances, and even some of the dead didn't bother to look at him, because he was too weak to swallow him to increase his strength.

The little soul man didn't care about this, but when he saw the majestic bodies of the guys around him, he was devastated because his bone bead was indeed too small.

The little soul man looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, because he saw a small skeleton, and it was in human form, similar to his current form, and most importantly, the skeleton had a finger-sized hole in the center of the brow.

The little soul man rolled the bone beads, and soon came to the skeleton, and then bounced with all his strength, and just stuffed it into the hole in the center of the skeleton's eyebrows.

Whoosh!

Two soul flames lit up in the eyes of the skeleton, and then he staggered to his feet, looking at the skeleton of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was tall.

Bang!

The little skeleton was like a child who had just learned to walk, and he fell to the ground when he was unsteady, and when he looked down, he realized that the skeleton was incomplete, missing a forearm and a leg bone, and three ribs were missing from his chest, and it was because of the uneven weight of his body that he could not keep his balance.

However, compared to the little bone bead, the little soul man was already very satisfied with this mutilated body, he stood up and looked around, and the soul fire in the eyes of those skeleton creatures who had once looked down on him suddenly swayed, as if they were afraid.

However, the little soul man did not intend to let them go, he hunted these weak skeleton creatures like a hungry tiger, and then devoured their soul light.

After nearly ten days of fighting and devouring, the little soul man's soul became more and more condensed, but he also became more and more confused, because he forgot everything, he didn't know who he was, where he came from, and what was he going to do besides constantly devouring other people's soul light to strengthen himself?

"I'll call it a wolf from now on!" he said to himself.

Because he only remembers the word "wolf", which seems to be related to his past and present lives, all of which he must keep in mind.

"It's time to do it to the slightly older ones!" the wolf said, stroking his colorful body.

During this period, he had been killing and devouring, and when he saw those relatively strong bones, he would remove them and install them on himself, which caused his very fancy body.

On top of a gray skeleton were three white ribs, one of the legs was pale blue, and the other arm was purple.

The pale blue leg bone and purple hand bone were the confidence he had in the big ones, and in the battle with some large skeletal creatures, he found that the purple arm could actually block the opponent's weapon with his bare hands.

It was at that time that he learned that different colors represented different grades of bones, blue bones were harder than white bones, and purple bones were harder than blue ones, and so on, and he believed that there were stronger bones, such as the dark purple bone dagger in his hand, which could easily stab him.

"We have to improve our strength as soon as possible!"

The wolf sat alone on a mountain cliff, the refreshing mountain wind blew, making him feel lonely, with the improvement of strength, his thinking became clearer, he always felt that he was carrying some mission, so he desperately wanted to improve his strength.