Perimeter of Death Valley.

By the time Mo Chen arrived at Death Valley, the battle here had already been completely over. A large number of undead who originally belonged to Death Valley were seen crushed in the empty canyon, and the traces of potholed battles could still be seen in various places.

The majestic cliff is full of scars, and halfway up the mountain, a scar almost breaks the mountain from the middle of the mountain!

Mo Chen stood in mid-air, looking at the traces of the tragic battles below, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

The various bonuses of the large ghost to the undead, as well as the restraint of humans, are too strong. It would be extremely difficult to deal with a ghost as large as Death Valley, even if there were millions of human armies equipped with specially crafted weapons and equipped with various heavy weapons designed to deal with the undead, let alone solve the battle in such a short time.

Just when Mo Chen was emotional, Amaterasu's figure appeared beside him silently.

Mo Chen looked sideways and said seriously, "How about the things I asked you to prepare?" ”

Amaterasu smiled mildly and bowed, "It's generally ready, and the army of 400,000 undead is also ready to be dispatched at any time." The Lich King is a minor nuisance, but it's not a big problem. His life box is under my control, and life and death are just a thought. ”

Mo Chen nodded with satisfaction, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

Now that everything is ready, only one inheritor of Hades is needed to complete the task of rebuilding Hades. And with the foundation of hundreds of thousands of undead, it is enough to open the ghost gate of Xudu.

Half an hour later, deep in Death Valley.

A spatial gate of hundreds of square meters stretched in front of the mage tower, and in the previously calm and empty square, hundreds of thousands of undead of all kinds gathered. They stood there in silence, like a dead ocean.

Mo Chen and Amaterasu stood in front of the undead, and they could vaguely see the majestic ghost city of Xudu inside.

Amaterasu showed a look of surprise on his face and said in a low voice, "Yudu." ”

Didn't he already destroy it in that battle, but he saw it completely destroyed with his own eyes. But the city in front of you is indeed a ghost town in the capital of Xudu, and it is impossible to admit it with your own eyesight, what is going on?

Mo Chen looked at Amaterasu in some surprise and said in a low voice, "Do you know it?" ”

Although Amaterasu is also a god-level powerhouse, and he is also a very powerful god. But Mo Chen really didn't expect that Amaterasu would know the ghost city of Xudu. After all, according to the system, Amaterasu should be an exotic ancestral god, and he is not the same god as Xu.

Amaterasu bowed slightly, and said, "I have had some dealings with the master of Xudu, and they are all old things. It is also a chance for the master to find the Hidden Capital, and if it can be integrated into the Netherworld, there will be a chance to reshape the Netherland. ”

Mo Chen bowed slightly, nodded and said, "Let's start." ”

As for how to establish the underworld, Mo Chen naturally has a way to solve it. It's just about the system and the game activity mission.,It's not convenient to tell Amaterasu.。

Half an hour later, at the gate of the capital city.

The majestic city wall is hundreds of zhang high, and the dark black city wall is like a cold iron building, and it is like a majestic and immortal mountain range, exuding a majestic momentum. Standing at the city gate and looking around, you can see that it is full of mottled marks.

There is a plaque above the city gate, and the word "Xudu" is written.

I don't know if it's because of the war, or because of the passage of time, the word "yudu" has been mutilated for most of it, and I can only vaguely guess the origin of the city.

On the city wall below the word "Xudu", a broken spear went straight into the city wall. The body of the gun was broken from it, and the fracture appeared uneven, as if it had been broken by brute force. Although I don't know how much time has passed, the broken spear is still murderous, and the red Dao rhyme is linked with the laws of heaven and earth, like the blazing sun hanging high in the sky.

Before Mo Chen could get close to the broken spear, he clearly felt a strong heat wave coming towards him, which was hotter than the erupting volcano. He couldn't help but show surprise and said in a low voice: "What is this, such a strong power?" ”

Amaterasu glanced at it lightly and said, "The Eastern Heavenly Court Warlord Nezha's natal Dao weapon fire spear, it seems that he should have died in the battle of Xudu back then, otherwise the natal magic weapon would not have fallen here." ”

Nezha's fire-tipped spear!

Mo Chen had a strange look on his face, looking at the fire-tipped spear that went straight into the city wall, and suddenly had a little idea in his heart to pull it out.

Amaterasu seemed to sense Mo Chen's thoughts, and his face was a little more solemn, and he warned: "Although the Fire Tip Spear has been damaged, it is also an extremely strong magic weapon. With your current cultivation not getting close to it, I'm afraid that you will be killed by the Dao Yun it exudes. Moreover, I don't know how long the fire spear has not been in the city wall of the capital for a long time, and it has already had a certain connection with here.

Since our goal is to find the hidden lineage of Xudu Cheng, it is best not to act rashly, at least until we find the inheritance of Xudu. ”

Mo Chen looked at the amazingly powerful fire-tipped spear and nodded in understanding.

These immortal magic weapons seemed to be powerful, but if they couldn't be used, it didn't mean anything to him.

Mo Chen was about to say something, when a childish voice suddenly came from the city wall: "I am merciful, this beautiful big sister actually knows this thing, she is really extraordinary, I think my sister is not an ordinary person, right?" ”

What people!

Mo Chen and Amaterasu couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this, who could hide their perceptions.

They were so frightened that they all looked up at the city walls. But I saw a child dressed in a white monk's robe, about five or six years old, lying on the city wall.

His immature face was full of sacredness, and his skin was as clean and dustless as glass, as holy as a Buddha who saved all living beings, and people couldn't help but feel the urge to take refuge. Of course, what attracted Mo Chen's attention the most was the smooth and bright little bald head, which shone brightly under the reflection of the fire-tipped spear.

The little monk felt Mo Chen's gaze and sighed: "I am merciful, this benefactor only sees the bald head of the poor monk, but he can't see the handsome appearance of the poor monk, which is really disappointing, and the children are unbearable." ”

Hearing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Who the hell is this guy and why is he here. Ga Coco told himself that there was no such thing as a guy. Is it because Gacozi didn't tell the truth, or did she not know about this person's existence?

The little monk didn't wait for Mo Chen to speak, his face showed a look of nostalgia, and said, "Hey, the little monk has been here for a long time, but he hasn't seen anyone else for a long time. Some time ago, there was a female ghost with good qualifications, but unfortunately her breasts were too small and she had no milk, so she was destined to have no chance with the poor monk. ”

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he was powerless to complain in his heart.

If your breasts are too small and you don't have milk, you don't have a chance, what kind of logic is this!

Are you looking for a wet nurse, or are you looking for something? But then again, what the hell is this guy?

The little monk said, looking at the two of them with an innocent and holy face, and said seriously: "The intention of the two is already clear in the heart of the poor monk. Control the seal of the ghost city of Xudu, the poor monk can hand it over to you, but the poor monk has one condition. ”

Mo Chen and Amaterasu glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise and solemnity.

This little thing, it's so weird!

Amaterasu stared at the little monk with a slight frown, his bright eyes flashing with a bright light, like two rounds of scorching sun hanging high in the sky. She always felt a hint of déjà vu in the other party, but she couldn't remember it at all for a while.

Who is he, and why does it feel more familiar the more you look at it?