Yiyue Zhenjun deliberately concealed it, but the two of them were not good to ask again, Yonglei Zhenjun said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Yiyue, the few ghost generals we kill will get some chaotic aura, if this is the case, this ghost domain is simply a treasure land for cultivation, but unfortunately we found such a secret too late." ”

Xiaotu Zhenjun also regretted it, and said with a look of remorse: "It's all because we only care about chasing and killing that kid, even if we meet ghost generals along the way, we are too troublesome to do it, and now that I think about it, I really have to regret it." ”

"Not bad!" Yonglei Zhenjun's face was a little ugly, and he said in an astringent voice: "That kid is afraid that he has already noticed that he will sweep away the ghost general in front of us, and he will get great benefits in vain, no wonder his strength will improve by leaps and bounds, and he will take the palm of Ben Zhenjun by virtue of his cultivation." ”

Xiaotu Zhenjun nodded slightly, and said with understanding: "Kill the eighth-order ghost general, while getting the chaotic aura, you will drop a magical stone, I am afraid that there are a lot in the hands of that kid, I don't know what the senior brother plans to do?" ”

As soon as his voice fell, Yiyue Zhenjun's expression moved, and he knew that Dao wanted to get the help of the two junior brothers, and some secrets had to be shared, so he had to say: "Two junior brothers, it's not that the senior brother intends to hide from each other, what is the purpose of this stone?" Senior Brother only knows that the Dao is related to the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon True King, but the rest is unknown. ”

Speaking of this, his voice paused, and he said in a deep voice: "That kid is holding Xingyue Zhenjun hostage, of course, he can't let it go, as for such a stone, since he is lucky enough to encounter it, he can't miss it." ”

"I see, what Senior Brother said is very true!"

Xiaotu Zhenjun and Yonglei Zhenjun glanced at each other. all caught the fiery look in each other's eyes.

At this time, twenty miles away from them, Mo Wentian urged the Flowing Cloud Shuttle to sweep through the void like a lightning speed, flying towards the deepest part of this ghost domain.

This has been one hundred and fifty miles, the yin wind is more calm, and the ghost aura is even stronger, even if Mo Wentian is rich in experience, what kind of gloomy and terrifying scene has not been seen, he feels numb in his spine, and he shuddered a little in the depths of his soul.

At this time. In the black mist, a phantom shadow fell on the earth. It was as if heaven and earth had cracked a crack leading to the Netherworld, and the earth was swallowed up by boundless darkness.

Mo Wentian looked with all his might, but saw that at the end of heaven and earth, there was a huge bronze door. It's covered in mysterious black lines. It's like a language from the underworld. Constantly twisting and struggling like a snake, a rush of resentment came overwhelmingly.

That kind of resentment is irresistible, like thousands of resentful spirits impacting the heart. Mo Wentian couldn't help trembling in the depths of his soul, and fell to the ground on the flowing clouds.

Mo Wentian was immediately a little shocked, put the Liuyun Feishuo in the treasure bag, and walked towards the bronze giant gate with great caution, but the further he went, the creepiest his heart became, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence there.

This bronze giant gate stands here, it seems to be the existence of eternity, full of a thick but eerie feeling, people dare not look directly with their eyes, walk thousands of miles away, only to find that this bronze giant gate has been closed tightly, not even a thin crack remained.

On the bronze giant gate, there is a plaque hanging high, which is actually three ghostly characters of "Ghost Gate", with a line of small characters on one side.

"There is no way back for a hundred miles of wilderness, the ghost gate is closed and the road is open, ten people trespass and nine are not alive, and only one person is left in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

Mo Wentian finished reading word by word, only to feel an inexplicable chill rise up in his spine.

The above words are very clear, and the simple explanation is: in this hundreds of miles of wilderness, there is no other way to live; There is only a way to survive until the ghost door closes, but only when the bronze door opens automatically; But to enter this bronze giant gate, it is basically a life of nine deaths; Of course, the one who survives will be able to enter the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Mo Wentian immediately pondered and was silent, this bronze giant gate runs through the heavens and the earth, its cold and cold is breathtaking, if there is no cultivation of the Yuanying True King, it is almost impossible to forcibly break it with a spell.

And what can be done now is to wait quietly, if those four sentences are not wrong, the ghost gate will open by itself, and this bronze giant gate will definitely open naturally.

As he pondered, a gust of ghostly wind swept behind him, the black mist rolled like boiling water, and two wisps of ghostly fire faintly floated in, both the size of lanterns, and the earth shook for a while, and each time it shook up, the two wisps of ghostly fire took a step forward.

"It's ......"

Mo Wentian's expression changed, and he immediately urged the dantian mana, and the ghost king's cloak was flooded with bursts of black light, and his whole body gradually blurred, disappearing into the black mist.

In the trembling sound of the earth, a black shadow like a demon god stood out, like an iron tower breaking through the black fog, holding a wheel-like giant axe in each hand, and two wisps of ghostly fire eyes fell on the bronze giant door, with a blank look on his face.

The giant bronze gate seemed to be irresistibly tempted, and the black shadow just glanced at it, and then walked towards it in a daze, and the big thick feet stepped on the ground, and the ground shook a little, stepping on a series of footprints that were a foot deep.

"Ninth Order Ghost General?"

Mo Wentian exclaimed in his heart, he didn't expect that there was still a ninth-order ghost general here, but when he thought about it, the number of ghost generals in this ghost domain had a nine-fold decreasing law, after nine eighth-order ghost generals, there should indeed be a ninth-order ghost general, and he should have thought of this himself.

Speaking of this thought, a trace of greed arose in his heart, if he killed this ninth-order ghost general, he would definitely get some exciting benefits, and his harvest would be enough to be above the eighth-order ghost general.

However, the strength of the ninth-order ghost general should not be underestimated, it is completely more than the number of eighth-order ghost generals, which is equivalent to the monk of the Jindan Great Perfection, if you want to kill it, it is impossible not to use two spiritual weapons.

Just as Mo Wentian was hesitating, the ninth-order ghost general suddenly turned his head and looked towards the place where he was hidden, two wisps of ghost fire danced in the hollow eye sockets, and his expression was a little puzzled, as if he had found something?

Mo Wentian's heart suddenly tightened, he didn't dare to make the slightest change at the moment, his divine sense was restrained and motionless like a mountain, although he was only a hundred steps away from the ninth-order ghost general, but he believed that with the ghost king's cloak to isolate the sense, as long as he was careful, he would never leak the slightest breath.

Sure enough, the ninth-order ghost general just glanced at it, and then focused his attention on the bronze giant gate, as if he was waiting for something? Could it be that this bronze giant gate is about to open, and it is preparing to close the ghost gate to the Heavenly Demon Palace?

Time passed gradually, and an hour passed in a flash, but the ninth-order ghost general was like a clay sculpture, looking directly at the bronze giant gate with empty eyes, and the two wisps of ghost fire flickered and jumped, as if it was a little excited in its heart.

At this time, there was a sudden burst of sinister laughter, and a burly gray figure broke through the black fog, swept towards it at lightning speed, and let out a muffled snort three hundred zhang away from the bronze giant gate, and fell down in mid-air.

The man seemed to be a monk of the Demon Dao, with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, his skin was as black as ink, and he was carrying a one-legged bronze lance on his back.

As soon as this demon monk landed, he looked around in a panic, but when he found that the ninth-order ghost general standing in front of the bronze giant gate, his expression immediately tightened, and he held the one-legged bronze man lance behind him in his hand, guarding against the attack of the ninth-order ghost general.

But he was nervous for half a quarter of an hour, but the ninth-order ghost general did not rush forward in his imagination, and always stood quietly in front of the ghost gate, looking at the bronze giant gate with a dull expression, as if he was not even interested in looking at him.

This demon monk's expression was relaxed, and he stood on the ground with a one-legged bronze man, but his frightened face was a little puzzled, ghosts are the most sensitive to the breath of the living, but whenever they encounter it, they will be endlessly entangled, but this ninth-order ghost general does not move, which makes people feel a little incredible, as if they have seen a wolf that does not eat meat.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the ghost general was still standing in front of the ghost gate, looking at the bronze gate in a daze, as if there was infinite charm inside, so that it could not divert the slightest attention, like a literati who were appreciating the sages and ink treasures, and was always immersed in it and could not extricate itself.

The Demon Dao Cultivator's expression was a little disdainful, in his eyes, this ninth-order ghost general no longer had any threat, a master with an abnormal head was just a poor worm, naturally there was nothing to fear.

The demon monk seemed to be bold, a wisp of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, dragging the one-legged bronze lance in his hand, and walked towards the ghost general with a slow pace, preparing to sneak attack behind him and kill this ninth-order ghost general in one fell swoop.

But when he walked three hundred steps away, it seemed to touch the bottom line of the ninth-order ghost general, and when he turned the hideous and terrifying head on his head, his violent gaze swept over, and he opened his mouth to let out a ghost crying wolf howl.

Its left arm threw the giant axe in its hand, and it flew out like a wheel, and smashed straight into the chest of the demon monk, as fast as lightning, and there was no way to dodge.

The demon monk was immediately taken aback, and raised the one-legged bronze lance with both hands in front of his chest, only to hear a loud 'bang', the one-horned bronze lance seemed to be made of wood, and it was pushed and split by a giant axe, and the violent force broke through his chest.

The demonic monk's chest seemed to collapse, spurting out a mouthful of blood, like a kite with a broken string, and kept throwing it backwards and off the ground.

After splitting this axe, the giant axe drew an arc in the air and flew back into the hand of the ninth-order ghost general, it didn't seem to raise its eyelids, as if driving away a nasty fly, it turned its head absently, and continued to focus on the bronze giant gate. (To be continued......)