Jingyang, Eight Immortals Hotel.

Since the collapse of the hotel last year, the Li Group's engineering team has erected high shelves and hung thick anti-falling cloth to isolate the entire ruins.

It is said that it is to be rebuilt, but half a year has passed, and not a single brick or tile has been transported out of the ruins.

What kind of heart Li Jia'an has, only they know.

At this time, deep underground in the ruins of the hotel, in front of the gloomy underground palace gate, there were more than ten people standing.

Among them, the three main leaders are the 50-year-old chairman of the Li Group, Li Tiancheng. His son, Lehi, and, of course, Fan Wuxian.

The rest are the retinue of the Li family's father and son.

Li Tiancheng glanced at the watch on his wrist, raised his head and said, "Mr. Fan, it's still a minute to get to midnight, why hasn't that kid come yet?" ”

Lehi said gloomily, "If he doesn't come, won't all this we have done in vain?" ”

Fan Wuyu said confidently: "Don't worry, Wang Yu will definitely come." ”

When the time came to zero o'clock, the majestic gate of the underground palace emitted bursts of ghostly weeping.

Except for Fan Wuxi, the rest of the mortals on the field all felt a burst of creepy.

Fan Wuyu said lightly: "It's time." ”

He slowly stroked his palm in front of him, and three pieces of jade that emitted fluorescence were suspended in mid-air, and then with another wave of his hand, the three pieces of jade immediately flew towards the gate of the underground palace on their own.

The three jade pendants, the Pisces jade pendant, the seven-star jade flute, and the exquisite jade ring, were each embedded in the gate of the underground palace, and the three small holes that were corroded by yin, yang, and anger.

An instant ago, the two underground palace gates were full of white light.

Even a character like Fan Wuyu had to reach out to cover his forehead, let alone other people?

Even with their eyes closed, they felt the blinding power of the light.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a stone mill being pushed, the two stone doors of the underground palace slowly opened outward.

At this time, the light on the door quickly dimmed, and everyone opened their eyes.

What they saw was that countless ghosts and ghosts rushed out of the door, like a dark purple torrent.

These yin spirits pouring out of the underground palace saw Fan Wuxian and retreated one after another, and no one dared to approach.

Li Tiancheng said excitedly: "It's open!" Finally opened! Ancestors have spirits! Ancestors bless! ”

Lehi helped him and said, "Father, in this way, the world will be our Li family!" ”

Li Tiancheng reprimanded angrily: "What are you talking about? Where will it be? This Chinese world is originally our Li family! It's just a traitor who has usurped it! Don't forget, what you keep in your body is the blood of Taizu Taizong! That's the blood of the noblest emperor in the world! ”

Li Hai hurriedly apologized: "Father, you are right, it is that I am not strict in my speech. ”

At this time, Fan Wuyu had already walked into the gate of the underground palace.

Li Tiancheng hurriedly led the crowd to follow.

……

At 0:26 a.m., Wang Yu was still in the taxi.

"Master, can you drive faster!"

"Young man, I've been speeding to 90, how are you?"

The driver was also very helpless.

The car drove out some distance again.

Suddenly, the driver's face changed drastically, his eyes were staring out of the window, and he was about to fall out.

In his panic, he subconsciously stepped on the brakes to the bottom.

At that time, Wang Yu was looking down at the mobile phone navigation, no matter how far there was still to go, he didn't pay attention to the outside at all.

The driver's sudden braking caused his mobile phone to fly out, but fortunately he was wearing a seat belt, otherwise even people would have flown with him.

Wang Yu bent down and picked up the mobile phone from his feet, raised his head and was about to trouble the driver, but what he saw was that the driver was trembling all over, and his eyes were looking ahead in horror.

He also turned his head to look over, and was surprised to find that on the street in front of him, there were countless ghosts in ancient costumes, I don't know which dynasty they were, anyway, they are definitely not modern people.

Thankfully, it's midnight and the place is remote and there are no people on the streets.

If there were so many translucent ancient people in the downtown area, it would not scare people to death.

Wang Yu soon discovered that the matter was more serious than he imagined, not only on the ground, but also in the sky.

And they all seem to come from the direction of the Eight Immortals Hotel.

The driver came to his senses and immediately turned around, ready to drive back.

Wang Yu didn't have to force others to do anything, so he had to force the driver to drive himself through the ghosts to the goal.

He forcibly opened the car door, jumped out of the car while the car was running, and then flew in the direction of the Eight Immortals Hotel with light skills.

Originally, I wanted to save some physical strength and keep it to deal with Fan Wuxi, but now it seems that the situation is no longer able to grind, but fortunately, the remaining distance is not too much.

Five minutes later, Wang Yu finally arrived at his destination.

He saw countless ghosts emerging from the ruins of the Eight Immortals Restaurant, like a volcanic eruption.

At this time, with the Eight Immortals Hotel as the center, the place within a radius of a week is like a cemetery in the middle of July.

Wang Yu didn't waste time, and went directly to the front of the underground palace gate, what he saw were the two underground palace gates that had been opened, as well as a steady stream of yin spirits.

This scene was expected.

When the plane landed at Jingyang Airport, Wang Yu realized that he was late.

But it doesn't matter, there is no way to stop Fan Wuyu from opening the gate of the underground palace, then stop his next move!

Although Wang Yu didn't know what Fan Wuyu wanted to do until now, it was impossible to know his next plan.

Before entering the gate of the dungeon, Wang Yu cast a spell and set up a ghost sealing enchantment on the door, so that the yin ghosts in the dungeon could not gush out for the time being.

Then he walked into the dungeon.

Behind the gate of the underground palace is an amazing underground wonder, like a huge underground cave.

It's not as dark as you might think, because there are a lot of self-glowing plants and ores.

The flowers that Wang Yu called out, and the astonishing ores, the light they emitted, kept the underground cave in a dim visibility.

But the weight of the yin qi here is the strongest that Wang Yu has seen in his life, and those who have experienced any ghost mansions are not worth mentioning in this cave.

Wang Yu walked along the road all the way.

The road is all downhill, and I don't know how deep this strange cave really is.

Suddenly, he felt the treasure bag in his pocket constantly expanding and vibrating.

So he stopped, took the bag out, and just opened the mouth of the bag to see what was going on inside, when suddenly a dark shadow flew out of it and flew around him.

Wang Yu took a closer look, and it turned out to be half a black rag.

"Strange, when did I put this half of the rag in the treasure bag?"

Wang Yu carefully identified it and found that this patch of rags was the sleeve corner of the clothes, and gradually felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"it! It's important to catch up with Fan Wuxian now! ”

Wang Yu was about to continue to hurry, but at this time, half of the cloth in the sky turned into a faint human form, black-clothed and red-eyed, like a ghost.

"Oni!"

Wang Yu shouted out the other party's name in shock, and subconsciously prepared to make a move.

He said that he had seen this cloth somewhere, and it turned out that he had cut it off from the ghost with a sword on Baishi Island that day, but he didn't know how it would have been mixed into the treasure bag.

"Don't kill me! I'm here to help you! ”

The ghost puffed and knelt down in front of Wang Yu.

Wang Yu's hand stopped halfway, and said coldly: "Could this be some trick made by Fan Wuyu again?" ”

The ghost said anxiously, "No! Listen to me, I don't have anything to do with Fan Wushu now! You should have noticed, my breath is very weak now, just a trace of residual ghost consciousness that can't help but be windy. ”

Wang Yu took his hand back completely, he did find that the ghost was weak now, and it was estimated that a dog barking a little louder could shake him away.

He asked curiously, "How did you end up like this?" ”

Ghost Tu said resentfully: "It's all to blame Fan Wuxian bastard, after I went back from Baishi Island last time, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and wanted to send me to the Infernal Hell, the moment I was swallowed by the Gate of the Infernal Hell, I passed my consciousness to the sleeve that you cut off, and then secretly got into your bag, and it was not until today that I entered this place where the yin energy is extremely strong, and I can only show my form to talk to you." ”