Bursts of ghosts, like a tide, swirled around Xia Hao's right arm, surging and fluttering, transforming into various forms, mysterious and forested.

The ninth order of the Yin Soul corresponds to the two realms of casting body and bone. The strength of the first-order Yin Soul is equivalent to the first to second level of the Casting Realm, and the strength of the ninth-order Yin Soul is equivalent to the eighth to ninth level of the Soul Bone Realm, and so on.

Theoretically speaking, Xia Hao has opened up a bronze-level underworld vein, and he already has the conditions to summon ninth-order yin souls.

However, today's Xia Hao, the realm cultivation is still zero, and there are still great restrictions on summoning too many Yin Souls, or too high-level Yin Souls.

When Xia Hao has enough realm cultivation, he will not only be able to summon more and stronger Yin Souls, but even open up higher-level underworld veins on top of the dark copper not only in the arms, but also in the back, chest and abdomen, and even the eyebrow palace, which are more important in the human body.

At that time, they will be able to summon Yin Si, Yin Generals, and even Yin Kings...... A higher-order existence!

The underworld vein is Xia Hao's big hole card in this world.

Cultivation is the foundation of one's life.

Although in his previous life, Xia Hao had already shown amazing talent on the way to cultivation.

But Xia Hao will never be satisfied.

If it's just the level of a past life,

Why, to set foot on the Nebula Road again, and why, to wash away the shame and hatred suffered on the Nebula Road?

And on what basis can you reach the top of the avenue in the future?

After returning from rebirth this time, in terms of cultivation, Xia Hao has greater ambitions and greater goals in his heart.

For cultivation, long before he was reborn, when he was the Emperor of the Eight Cold Prisons, Xia Hao also had a plan.

"Looks like tomorrow will be a good day. ”

Putting away the yin soul, and exhaling a breath lightly in his mouth, Xia Hao's eyes were bright, and he was full of confidence in the future.

......

Dark nothingness.

I don't know how many billions of miles deep, and frost is gradually floating.

The frost is getting deeper......

The chill was deep.

Endless icy land, layer upon layer, icebergs towering, countless corpses, ghosts, like locusts and ants, wailing and crying in the cold, mourning all over the wilderness......

This is the Eight Cold Purgatory.

A Frost Throne, majestic and immense, towering on the highest mountain in the center of the Eight Cold Purgatory.

It's just that at this time, there is no one on the throne.

Empty.

Whew!Whew!Whew!

Four figures appeared on the round platform around the throne.

These four people are dressed differently, but the aura on their bodies is as unfathomable as a deep prison.

This is the four great Yin Marquis kings of the Eight Cold Purgatory.

The four Yin Kings looked at the sky in unison.

A ray of light, falling from the sky, seemed to come across time and space, illuminating the surrounding darkness, and the ghosts fluttered up like plankton and disappeared into the light.

"Is this the Emperor, summoning the Yin Spirits?"

Among the four Yin Marquis kings, a woman dressed in a white sparrow robe said.

"Hehe, it seems that the emperor has succeeded. The tall man in the bright red Tiger armor, another Yin Marquis King, grinned, and said with a smile: "Reversing a side of time and space, confusing reincarnation, looking at the underworld, who can have our emperor, such courage?

"Our emperor will create an unprecedented cause. ”

The third Yin Marquis King, an old man with a moss tombstone, leaned over his body, touched the blue beard hanging down his chin, and whispered: "Although there will inevitably be many difficulties in this process, our emperor will definitely overcome all the obstacles and fulfill his promise, and one day, break the yin and yang barrier and climb to the top of the avenue." ”

As the kings of the Netherlands, the four of them are already high-level existences in the netherworld. But the higher you go, the more deeply you feel how insurmountable the gap between the two worlds of yin and yang is.

On the contrary, it is the Yin Soul and the Yin Division, which are low-level underworlds, and it is possible to wander outside the rules of the Great Dao and appear in the world.

If it were them, the existence of the Yin Marquis King, and if they wanted to come to the world, the restrictions they would encounter were too deep and difficult to ascend to the sky.

For countless years, generations of emperors have been born. There are also many emperors, with ambitions, who want to resist the suppression of the Great Dao and break through the boundaries of yin and yang, but they are all moths to the fire and their souls are scattered.

In the end, it was just a tragic and regrettable stroke in the history of the underworld.

The emperor of the Eight Heat Hells, as the longest-reigning emperor in the history of the Netherworld, I don't know how many years he has existed, and his cultivation in the underworld has risen rapidly, and he has never dared to break through the boundary of yin and yang and touch this taboo.

"Believe in the Emperor. ”

The leader of the four Yin Marquis kings, a slender man with black gold dragon scales, was silent, only said three words, but his tone was extremely firm.

"Believe in the Emperor. ”

"Believe in the Emperor. ”

"Believe in the Emperor. ”

Looking at the rays of light falling from the sky, the eyes of the four Yin Marquis kings were full of piety and heat.

......

Day and night alternate.

A ray of morning light sprinkled down, dispelling the night and waking up the sleeping Huojiao City.

It's a new morning.

"Nine scorching leaves, wind grass, ...... from the fire liquid"

Early in the morning, Xia Hao came to the shop in the city that sold medicinal herbs.

Cultivation has never been a matter that can be done behind closed doors with a secret book.

Every stage, and even the breakthrough of each realm, requires the support of a large number of cultivation resources behind it. Just casting a realm, the resources such as medicinal liquids, spirit stones, and pills required may be astronomical for ordinary people.

Poor literature and rich martial arts, although it is a secular saying, it is very reasonable.

What's more, Xia Hao's cultivation is different from ordinary cultivators.

More than an hour later.

After visiting several shops, coupled with the storage of the family's medicine storehouse, Xia Hao finally gathered the cultivation resources needed for the first step of casting.

Time waits for no man.

In Xia Hao's heart, he couldn't wait to start his cultivation after rebirth.

"Hey, isn't this the pride of our Huojiao City, the pride of the sky, the pride of the sky, Mr. Hao? I didn't expect to meet it here!"

However, on the way back to Xia Hao's house, a feminine voice suddenly sounded.

Looking around, on the road ahead, two people came to meet them.

A young man in brocade clothes, with a tall and long guard, blocked Xia Hao's way.

"Jerodon?"

Looking at this brocade-clothed young man, Xia Hao's eyes condensed slightly.

This is a descendant of the family of Jerod.

The Yelu family is the biggest opponent of the Xia family in Huojiao City, the struggle between the two families is protracted, like a feud, as Xia Hao shows his cultivation talent and rises in the sky, the Yelu family has to fall silent, but he has always been ambitious, secretly dormant, intending to one day, he can turn over and counterattack and seize control of Huojiao City.

Now.

Once the situation changed, Xia Hao fell from the high Xingyun Road to the dust, and he was even more mourned, from the pride of the sky to a waste. Obviously, the ambition that had been dormant for the Yelu family for a long time began to revive and was ready to move.

Jerodon appears at this time.

I just met Xia Hao again.

Xia Hao doesn't think it's just a coincidence.