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Lu Hao held his breath, and a fierce man plunged into the blood soul pool, and after a while, he came out of the blood soul pool.

Lu Hao fell to the ground, looked up, and was taken aback, only to see the blood light looming in the sky, and the blood soul pool was actually suspended in the air, dragged by a layer of mysterious power.

Lu Hao crossed the Blood Soul Pool and came to a strange space, this place was bare, the sky above was the Blood Soul Pool, and below was the bottomless abyss.

Lu Hao pondered for a while and asked, "Senior, what is the name of this place, how can it be so weird?" ”

Dugu Yi said lightly: "The top is the Blood Soul Pool, and the bottom is the Netherworld Stream, legend has it that this place communicates the two worlds of yin and yang, whether it is true or not, go down and take a look." ”

Lu Hao settled down, looked intently, and saw that there was an abyss under his feet, pitch black, as if a yin wind was rushing up from below.

"Let's go, the Netherworld Tomb is just below the Netherworld." Dugu Yi pulled out the sword and recited the mantra, only to see that the three-foot sword instantly skyrocketed to more than ten meters long and three meters wide.

Dugu Yi jumped onto the sword and said with a smile: "Come up, let's go down together to see what to see." ”

Lu Hao turned his heart sideways, and determined to go down to see what was unique about the legendary Netherworld Tomb compared to the Candle Dragon's Dragon Flying Tomb.

Lu Hao jumped onto the sword, his body swaying from side to side, very unstable.

Dugu Yi laughed, helped him, and said, "Look at you, this should be the first time in your life to fly with a sword, right?" ”

Lu Hao was ashamed and said: "Let the seniors laugh." ”

"You are a rare body of five virtues, and your achievements will surpass everyone in the future. Stand firm, we're going down. ”

Dugu Yi suppressed his smile, stretched out his hand, and the sword under his feet suddenly bloomed, and with a "whoosh", it cut through the void and rushed down towards the Netherworld.

The first time Lu Hao flew with the sword, he couldn't help but feel nervous and frightened. If this flying sword fails, won't it fall and shatter its bones.

His worries were purely superfluous, the sword demon Duguyi's sword art was perfect, and he would definitely not fly the sword and fall down.

Underneath the ghostly stream, the yin qi is shrouded, cold and biting, as if there are countless ghosts and ghosts struggling and roaring below, making people feel terrified.

Lu Hao stood on the flying sword and unfolded his divine sense to probe the four directions, but was stopped by some mysterious force.

Lu Hao's heart was shocked, he looked around, and realized that this Netherworld Stream was very unusual, and it could actually block the detection of divine sense.

Below the Netherworld Stream is the place where the Netherworld Emperor was buried, and perhaps this mysterious power that blocks the divine consciousness is spread from the Netherworld Tomb below.

Below the dark stream, the wind gusted and the cold was pressing. Sword Demon Dugu controlled the flying sword, rushed down, and after a while, finally reached the bottom.

Lu Hao jumped down from the flying sword, realizing that danger was just around the corner, and no difficulty could stop him.

Since I am a rare body of five virtues in the ages, then I will prove it to everyone that whoever provokes me will have to pay the price of his life.

Dugu Yi looked into the distance, was silent for a while, and said: "Behind this dark fog is the Netherworld Ancient Tomb, the old monsters of Huangquan have already entered, let's go in too." ”

"Before I go in, I want to remind you that this dark fog not only contains poison, but also the danger that you will face after entering it, no one can predict, anyway, this is a bet of life and death."

"Those who come out of it alive will receive the treasures of the Netherworld, and those who die in battle will be buried here for the Netherworld. You've thought it through, it's too late to regret it. ”

"Rest assured, senior, I'm ready for everything." All Lu Hao's bets now are all on the mysterious person in his body, in case he dies and doesn't save him, his little life will be over.

"Since you have made up your mind, then I don't want to say more, remember that after entering, don't wander around, curiosity will kill people." Dugu Yi sighed and walked into the mist.

Lu Hao's heart sank, stopped breathing, and followed Dugu Yi into the mist. This dark fog enveloped all places, and at a glance, it was so white that it was impossible to see anything clearly.

There is not much difference between the fog of the underworld and the fog of the yang, the only difference is that the fog is poisonous, and the fog is not poisonous.

I don't need to introduce the formation of fog, everyone understands it. Now let's introduce to you how the fog is formed.

The underworld is a place where ghosts gather after death, and it is dark and damp all year round, and ghosts and ghosts are everywhere, and even the messengers of the underworld cannot manage them all.

These lonely ghosts wander around, and in order to survive, they have to fight for territory and food, and then war is inevitable.

The underworld is not peaceful, there are wars all year round, and those powerful ghosts gather the Yin soldiers, form armies, and conquer everywhere. In the constant fighting, many weak ghosts were killed.

These ghosts who died in battle eventually transformed into the fog.

The dark mist contains the resentment of ghosts and ghosts, and all humans who enter it will be killed. Only those immortal cultivators with great magical powers can survive for a long time without scruples in the dark mist.

Lu Hao gathered the true qi of the fire and formed a fiery red circle of light around his body, protecting his physical body from the mist.

Lu Hao was cautious and cautious, observing the movements around him, the dark fog was churning endlessly, and many evil ghosts appeared. These demons are just a trace of resentment that remains in the mist, and they do not pose a threat to the cultivators at all.

Lu Hao glanced at it and found that the evil ghosts were looking around, but they didn't dare to attack, this group of cowardly and afraid of death, the food was in front of them, and they didn't dare to pounce on it to enjoy it.

In fact, Lu Hao's concept is wrong, these evil ghosts are bold, and when they see the living, they generally rush forward in groups, fearless of death.

There is a reason for the current situation of staring at the tiger but not daring to attack.

Before Huangquan Lao Zu and others came in, they were besieged by a large number of evil ghosts, and as a result, the evil ghosts were hit hard, and those demons were ruthless, releasing various magic weapons and beating them to the ground.

Especially the old monster of Huangquan, he took out the magic weapon Soul Devouring Flag, and with one move left and right, tens of thousands of ghosts were devoured into it and became puppets.

In the dark stream, the old monster of Huangquan can be said to be like a fish in water, and he is very proud. This place has a dignified yin qi and many ghosts, and the Huangquan Jue he cultivated is just right for this kind of ghost place.

The ghosts in the dark fog besieged several times, and suffered heavy casualties, and the original contempt for human cultivators turned into fear.

Lu Hao came in at the right time, if he came in with Huangquan Ancestor and the others, he would be attacked by ghosts in turn. Huangquan Ancestor and the others did a great good deed, helping Lu Hao clear the obstacles and successfully pass through the mist.

Lu Hao walked out of the dark fog and looked at it, only to see that there was a cave in front of him, and it was pitch black inside, and there was no end in sight.

Lu Hao's eyes were shocked, and he saw that the cave was engraved with four old and thick characters, the Netherworld Ancient Tomb. On both sides of the cave is inscribed: Netherworld, no one should enter!

Lu Hao sighed in his heart, this Netherworld Emperor is really a bodhisattva, knowing the danger inside, he left a handwriting at the door, warning future generations not to venture in, otherwise they will die.

The mysterious man in his body sighed: "You are wrong, the handwriting on both sides of the entrance of this cave was not left by the Netherworld Emperor, but engraved by the Fuxi Ancestor. ”

Lu Hao sighed, Fuxi Ancestor really took great pains, in order to prevent humans from coming in and sending them to death, he not only sealed the Blood Soul Pool with the Five Elements Seal, but also left a warning here.

It's a pity that human greed does not put life first, even if they are broken for the sake of treasure, they will go forward and follow each other, and regard death as home.

"Go inside, this moment has finally come." Dugu Yi sighed, took out his sword and protected it in front of him, alert to the danger that could occur around him at any time.

Lu Hao also pulled out the magic sword Qingmang, this sword was obtained in the tomb of the Seven Stars Palace, and he kept it by his side all the time. Legend has it that this magic sword can slay evil spirits, and now is the time to test its abilities.

Lu Hao followed behind Dugu Yi and cautiously walked into the Netherworld Tomb. He was uneasy in his heart, and for a tomb robber like him, the danger of the ancient tomb was the clearest.

The mausoleums of ancient mythological figures are dangerous and unpredictable, and no one can predict life and death. Since Lu Hao experienced the Khitan Ancient Tomb, the Seven Star Liangong Tomb, and the Flying Dragon Tomb, he has become more and more cautious about the danger of the ancient tomb.

In the ancient tomb, even if you are a powerful and invincible figure in the world, you will die in it.

Since ancient times, in order to rob tombs and obtain treasures, I don't know how many tomb robbers have died tragically inside.

His grandfather was lucky in misfortune, and it was a miracle that he could come out of Kunlun Mountain alive.

Throughout the ages, how many outstanding people have paid the price of their lives for the Holy Land of Yaochi.

The curse of Sanqing blood poison is a nightmare for those who entered Kunlun Mountain to rob the tomb back then, a nightmare for future generations. What a cruel thing to live to be forty years old.

Lu Hao walked all the way in, and suddenly tripped over something, he was suddenly startled, and looked intently, only to see an extra corpse on the ground. The body was male, dressed in black, and carrying a coffin.

"The people of the Corpse Refining Sect, how could he die here?" Lu Hao wondered in his heart, the people of the Corpse Refining Sect and the Hell Mansion specialized in cultivating Yin and Netherworld Ghost Arts, and they were accustomed to this kind of environment, how could they die here alone?

The puzzle was quickly revealed, and Lu Hao was stunned, and the corpse on the ground suddenly collapsed, instantly attacking him.

Lu Hao had already taken precautions, the situation was critical, he did not hesitate, and cut off the head of the corpse with a sword.

This sword was cut down, and a catastrophe came, and countless black objects drilled out of the corpse, forming a black cloud, heading towards Lu Hao and Dugu Yi.

Lu Hao's face changed, and he secretly shouted that it was not good, and he knew that he was in a hurry to cause a big disaster.

……

In the mist, there was a black shadow standing, and he sneered: "Finally, the prey has been baited, the plan of the alliance leader is foolproof, hehe......"

The black shadow sneered, and suddenly heard a high-pitched dragon groan from above, and then a man's voice rang out: "The Netherworld Tomb is open, how can there be no place for my Demon Dragon Prince." ”

The black shadow's face sank, and he said in his heart: "Another prey has been hooked......"