North, somewhere at the junction of national borders.

Whew!

The wind roared, and the sky gathered large clouds and clouds, making the air extremely oppressive.

Shrouded in a deep mountain hundreds of meters high.

The interior of the mountain has been hollowed out by the cult.

In the large tomb at the bottom of the palace, there are many ancient bronze pillars, each of which is burning with gray-white ghost fire, and in front of it, in addition to the boiling evil qi, there are also three large coffins.

This is the sleeping place of the Yellow Spring, the leader of the Cult of Worship.

The Demon Skin King and the Bone King stood at the top of the three giant coffins.

In addition, the four great protectors of worship and the hall masters are just waiting below.

Evil energy surged here, and streams of dark evil qi erupted from the abyss underground, shrouding and piling up in the sky, forming thick evil clouds.

The two coffins on the left and right of the three coffins were completely open, and the inside was empty.

Only the largest coffin in the middle was tightly closed, and on top of the coffin was the complete Demon Wheel.

Dressed in a black robe and holding a skull staff, the Archmage of the Worship Sect is waving the skull staff in his hand at the moment, making some strange gestures, chanting words in his mouth, and exuding strong evil energy fluctuations on his body, it is obvious that this archmage is calling for a legendary existence.

now

The wheel of demons was intact, emitting a faint purple light, swallowing the clouds and aura in the sky, as if a person was breathing.

The large coffin, which had not yet been opened, shook from time to time, as if a living creature was about to try to escape from the coffin.

All the high-ranking members of the Cult looked nervously at the big coffin, their eyes motionless.

Bang!

Finally, the lid of the large coffin was lifted out, and a rushing death breath erupted in it, filling the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a yellow robe walked out of the dead air, and the other party was wearing a ghost mask on his face, and his momentum was monstrous, like a ghost god descending from the sky.

"Ladies and gentlemen, long time no see!" an old and majestic voice sounded.

A long yellow river appeared behind the yellow-robed man, and the Yellow River was full of strange dead air, like a river from the Nine Ghost Realm, hazy and endless.

The Yellow River is full of dead corpses and skeletons, countless ghosts wander on the surface of the river, and you can also see a variety of half-dead strange creatures surging in the Yellow River, coupled with the strong breath of death, people feel that the breath of death is rolling in at a glance, and they can't help but tremble.

Rumble!

With a wave of one hand, the black-robed man flowed violently into a long river full of dead qi and dead corpses, wrapped around him like a big snake.

The long river flowed, making a shocking explosion sound, and the air of death was filled, and everyone present was forced to retreat by the Yellow River, which exuded the breath of death.

"The Huangquan Sect Leader is blessed with all the heavens, and he will dominate the world for thousands of years!"

"The Huangquan Sect Leader is blessed with all the heavens, and he will dominate the world for thousands of years!"

A group of bigwigs knelt down one after another, the Bone King and the Demon Skin King also knelt, the figure in the magic mirror also bowed, and the demon monkey in front of the ghost king's palanquin also knelt down.

Because of his high status, the Archmage of Worship You just bowed his head and saluted.

But the big guys are all talking the same thing.

"Everyone, please get up!" Huang Quan's voice echoed.

His body was wrapped in yellow springs, and his lifeless aura was filled, like a ghost from the Nine Ghost Realm, mysterious and unfathomable, and the abyss was like the sea.

"The Huangquan Sect Master is worthy of being the Huangquan Sect Master, after thousands of years of cultivation, he has returned to his original form!"

The white-clothed fox king below, his beautiful eyes began to shrink.

I heard that thousands of years ago, when the original Difu Yama exterminated the Worship Sect, there was a battle with Huangquan, and the leader of the Worship Sect won that battle, and killed a Hellish Yama, but it was very difficult to win, and the Huangquan Sect Master himself was almost gone, and since then he has fallen into a deep sleep.

Who would have thought that the Huangquan Sect Master would come back to life again.

The white-clothed fox king looked at the yellow river of death on the sect leader of the Yellow Spring.

This Yellow Springs Sect Master possesses a very rare Immortal Treasure-Yellow Spring.

The Yellow Spring is rumored to be the personal treasure of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, also known as the Immortal Styx, which has the power of the Yellow Spring, has the power of immortality, and can turn any living creature into a dead thing......

In the face of such a dark treasure, even the underworld Yama is difficult to contend with.

"How long have you been asleep?"

There was no emotion in Huang Quan's old voice.

"Master, you have been asleep for more than 1,200 years. The Archmage next to him bowed his head and replied.

"More than 1,200 years! I didn't expect that this time I would sleep for more than 1,200 years. ”

The Huangquan Sect Master suddenly turned around and thought about the ancient mirror: "Demon Mirror King, you are really so bold, you dare to frame this sect leader and pull this sect master into a situation of fighting to the death with Yama!"

I saw that in mid-air, the bronze mirror carved with a coiling dragon suddenly rose high, blooming with an incomparably hot brilliance.

"Magic Mirror King, are you crazy?! The Demon Skin King shouted, his eyes wide.

I saw that the bronze mirror floating in the air was blooming with extremely hot firelight, burning into a small sun.

Boom!

As the cracking sound suddenly sounded, a burst of fire erupted from the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, and a gray-clothed man with a majestic figure and a hat suddenly walked out of the ancient mirror and came to the main hall.

This person's body exuded terrifying evil energy fluctuations, and the whole person was covered in blood like a dragon.

It's really tough!

"It's such a strong fluctuation of evil energy, could it be that the Demon Mirror King wants to challenge the Huangquan Sect Master!?" With his keen perception of blood and qi, the white-clothed fox king immediately sensed the abnormality.

I heard that these two were not compatible in order to compete for the position of sect leader back then, but I didn't expect it to be so incompatible.

"Sect Master Huangquan, you also framed me once back then, otherwise you will settle the grievances today. ”

This is the hat man who walked out of the mirror, and when he raised his hand, it was a strange black fireball.

"Very good, the agreement made thousands of years ago will be resolved today!" Huang Quan raised his hand and waved a palm qi full of dead energy, and in the blink of an eye, he dissolved the opponent's attack, causing the black fireball to dissipate.

Next, there was a battle of majestic palms, which was earth-shattering, and there were bursts of muffled thunder in the sky, and the ground was also torn apart.

The rest of the sect leaders of the Great Tomb retreated one after another, as if they had already prepared, and it was not strange to see it.

"Hmph, Huang Quan, don't think that if you live long, you can defeat me, let's decide the winner with one move!

"Okay, then one move will determine the winner, look at the move!" Before Huang Quan's voice fell, he had already made a move, and a giant skeleton demon was instantly photographed by him.

This palm is extremely fast, and its power is also extremely great.

The Magic Mirror King took the other party's palm stubbornly.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out, causing the Mirror King to retreat at least a few hundred paces away.

"I admit defeat and quit the Cult from now on!"

As soon as the words fell, the Magic Mirror King waved his sleeves and turned into a bolt of fire and drilled into the bronze mirror, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the ancient mirror was completely shattered into pieces.

The Huangquan Sect Leader didn't chase after him.

He stretched out a pair of big hands shrouded in death, and shouted: "Everyone, after a thousand years, the progress of the game should be almost completed, the above is about to fall, worship the ghost sect has been waiting for a thousand years, and finally wait for this day!"

He stretched out his hands, and the yellow spring on his body suddenly set off a wave of dead air: "The following sect leader announces that the plan to resurrect the ancestor [You] has officially begun!"

"The first step is to capture the ghost city!"