Chapter 70: It's the Netherworld Ghost Road Again

Thousands of strands of red silk were entangled, and there was a chilling chill on them. Seeing that these red silks were so young, Yunchen was very suspicious that he would be able to burn these things completely as soon as he burned them. A fiery flame danced between his fingers, pointing at the cold red thread.

One is extremely hot, the other is frozen, and when the two are in contact, it is obvious that Yunchen's phoenix true fire is superior, burning red.

The Lord of Xuanjin Heavy Peak was taken aback, and immediately withdrew the red silk, secretly distressed. These red silks are produced by the ice and snow red silkworms, and the strange cold air attached to them can frostbite the monk's soul, and it took him thousands of years to collect so much of it, and only half of Shangyunchen was burned, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Boy, you've annoyed me!" The Lord of Xuanjin Chongfeng said angrily, and printed a palm towards Yunchen, and a light palm pushed out from his palm and slapped towards Yunchen, wanting to crush Yunchen, but seeing that Yunchen just raised his hand, he dissolved his big mudra.

"Boy, this time I want to see where else you can escape!" The people of the Yuque Divine Sect shot recently, Tie Yiming's face was full of resentment, he was injured when Xu Long rode the explosion, and the most direct culprit was Yun Chen.

"Just let the horse come!" Yun Chen was not timid in the face of many strong people, he thought about it, in the face of these people, even if his fists were invincible to four hands, he could still use the hand of Yue Wuya to get rid of them! Since Yue Wuya was already so strong that he could slaughter dozens of supreme powerhouses, he didn't care if he wanted to slaughter a few more, right?

Tie Yiming didn't say a word, he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by Qin Su, Qin Su's voice sounded in his ears, "Since someone will make a move, let's watch the tiger fight, and when they are almost fighting, we just make a move." ”

Since Qin Su had already planned to reap the benefits of the fisherman, Tie Yiming also resisted the urge to make a move and glared at Yunchen fiercely. If Tie Yiming's eyes could kill, Yunchen didn't know how many times he would die in an instant.

Qin Su sighed secretly, feeling that when he saw Yunchen before, he shouldn't have held Yunchen's luck that he could see the situation clearly and take the initiative to hand over the treasure, at that time, it shouldn't be difficult to take down Yunchen with the joint efforts of several of them, but he was too worried at that time and missed the opportunity. Now in the eyes of many strong people, it is difficult to get the treasure, and in front of everyone's eyes, even if the treasure is deserved, there will inevitably be a lot of follow-up troubles...... Thinking about it, thinking about it too much, Qin Su couldn't wait to slap himself.

"Yunchen?" The Lord of Xuanjin Heavy Peak only reacted now, and now the name Yunchen is probably not heard of. "You are Yunchen?" the Lord of the Xuanjin Heavy Peak repeated, and when he saw the monk who was looking around, he confirmed the information.

"I'm Yunchen, what are you going to do?" Yunchen confessed, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the Lord of Xuanjin Heavy Peak with a slight provocation.

The Lord of Xuanjin Chongfeng also smiled, and said with a coldness: "I don't need to entangle with you, someone will clean you up!" Although he knew that the young man in front of him was Yunchen, who had been rumored to be in the thick recently, the Lord of Xuanjin Chongfeng didn't have any idea of the Supreme Treasure of the Divine Palace, he was not interested in doing something in front of thousands of strong people, and his goal was only Yue Wuya from beginning to end.

Many monks surrounded the approach, and after the lord of Xuanjin Chongfeng smiled at Yunchen and made a throat-slitting motion, he muttered out from his mouth, and the mountain-like Xuanjin Chongfeng turned back into a stone seal and flew up, heading towards Yuewuya Town from another angle.

An incomparably bewitching flower appeared in Yue Wuya's hand, buds, flowers, and petals fell, and it was completed in an instant, shattering a space like just now, and Xuanjin Chongfeng couldn't stop without suspense.

“...... The Flower of Yellow Springs!" Qin Su had been paying attention to Yue Wuya, trying to see if he could find the flaws in Yue Wuya, and now he clearly saw the bewitching flower on display, he gasped, his face was incredible, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Flower of Yellow Springs?" Hearing Qin Su's exclamation, several supreme powerhouses felt that this name was very familiar, but it was so old that they couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

Tie Yiming also felt that the flower of Huangquan was very familiar, and he couldn't think of anything for a moment, but he confirmed that he had heard of this name before. I really couldn't remember him, so I couldn't help but ask, "Elder Qin, this Yellow Spring Flower ...... I seem to have heard of it somewhere before, and I forgot about it all of a sudden...... What the hell is it?"

"Netherworld Ghost Dao, Huangquan One Vein!" Qin Su slowly gave a hint.

"Hiss......" Tie Yiming gasped, unable to hide his shock, and said: "First the Yin Soulless Soul who laid down the treacherous evil array in the Netherworld Ghost Path, and then the Endless Moon that cultivated into the Flower of the Yellow Spring...... Could it be that the Holy Dome is a stronghold of the Nether Ghost Dao? God, we haven't heard the slightest word of news from us in our tens of thousands of years here, they are hiding too deeply!"

"Didn't it mean that the people of the Yellow Spring Sect of the Nether Ghost Dao had already been completely annihilated? Even their gods were all executed by the gods, and besides, all their cultivation secrets were all destroyed, how could anyone still cultivate the Flower of the Yellow Spring?" Qin Su recalled the various secret books he had read in the big world ten thousand years ago, and he was puzzled, the Yellow Springs had long disappeared in the long river of history, this was confirmed by the gods, and there would be no falsehood.

"Elder Qin, will you admit your mistake?" Tie Yiming asked suspiciously.

Qin Su's eyes narrowed slightly, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said: "Absolutely not! What he cast is exactly the same as that contained in an ancient book I have read! Also, that Yin Soulless Soul will set up that kind of treacherous evil array in the Netherworld Ghost Dao, his identity is already self-evident, you say, he will be mixed with the people of the Netherworld Ghost Dao that everyone shouts and beats, and the identity of the Moon Boundless ...... Hmph, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as just a descendant of the Holy Demon. ”

"The heir of the Huangquan lineage ......" Tie Yiming swallowed dryly and said, "If this news can be spread, I am afraid that the turmoil caused will not be weaker than the turmoil caused by the gods for the supreme treasure nether realm back then." ”

"In the Holy Dome, the remnants of the Netherworld Ghost Dao, I'm afraid there are more than the two of them, this matter will be troublesome......" Qin Su said in a low voice.

There were several monks next to him who heard Qin Su's conversation with Tie Buming, and they were all shocked, those who knew a little about ancient things knew that the Netherworld Ghost Dao was terrifying, and it was a terrifying existence that made the gods of all races join forces to block it.

Qin Su's body flickered, floating in the air, and said loudly to the monks who were around: "Fellow Daoists, please listen to me, I am Qin Su of the Jade Que Divine Sect! Yue Wuya, Yin Wuxian and others are the remnants of the Netherworld Ghost Dao, the Netherworld Ghost Dao is an ancient and evil force, our ancestors and sects have all joined forces to deal with them! Today, this Dao demon has reappeared in the Holy Dome, we should put aside our prejudices and join forces to deal with them first!"

"It's the Netherworld Ghost Dao again!" Yunchen muttered, feeling that he was quite related to this Netherworld Ghost Dao. He had several Netherworld Ghost Dao magic weapons on his body, and he had heard this name from different mouths many times.

"Netherworld Ghost Dao, the flow of demons, is not tolerated in the world!" a monk responded to Qin Su's words in a loud voice.

"I know a little bit about Yue Wuya, they are not very old, there must be more than these two demons in the Holy Dome!" As soon as this person's words came out, many monks instantly changed color, the super strength of Yue Wuya alone to slaughter dozens of supreme powerhouses was already terrifying, if there were other masters behind him...... How should this be? The Holy Dome is not like the Great World, which can welcome a group of powerful helpers at any time, this place is sealed and cannot pass on the news, how can they deal with the Netherworld Ghost Dao Evil Cultivators who used to be strangled with the strength of hundreds of clans?

Knowing that these monks want to deal with themselves, Yin Wusoul is secretly happy. He just wants to drag out the time now, as long as the Hundred Realms Disk is successfully activated, where can he care about the torrential flood behind him?

The Lord of the Xuanjin Heavy Peak had already stopped, and after knowing that Moon Wuya might be an evil cultivator of the Netherworld Ghost Dao, he knew that no one would be willing to let Yue Wuya go.

"Heresy, suffer death!" There was silence for a long time, and no one spoke, when suddenly a monk rose up and attacked Yin Wusoul. All the monks are afraid of the boundless moon, relatively speaking, it is much easier for a monk in the Soul Realm to pinch it.

"Hey, hey. "The one who attacked was also a monk in the realm of freedom, Yin Wusoul laughed twice, slapped the back of his head, and several shadows flew out from the back of his head, it was his Heavenly Yin Powerful Ghost, with such a murderous thing in his hand, it was not difficult to kill a monk of the same level in seconds!

"Even these ghosts have been drummed up, how many souls do you have to melt? It must have harmed a lot of monks, it is really an evil cultivator, you can't leave it!" A peerless powerhouse saw that the heavenly yin powerful ghosts were entangled with the juniors of his sect, and he made a decisive move, exhaled qi and turned ropes, and tied up several heavenly yin powerful ghosts with no physical body.

After the top powerhouse restrained the Heavenly Yin Powerful Ghost, he pulled the startled sect junior over with one hand, and he stepped on the ground with his toes towards Yin Wusoul, and a domineering force surged from the ground to Yin Wusoul, and in the process, a straight line of earth exploded on the ground.

Yin Wusoul snorted, his body swept backwards, and he did not take the blow of the top powerhouse. He wanted to retreat, but the supreme powerhouse didn't intend to let him go, and the supreme powerhouse moved over like a shadow, and his palm slapped towards his heart with fierce strength.

The pinnacle powerhouse didn't spare his hand, he wanted to kill Yin Wusoul with one blow. Under this blow that the supreme powerhouse did not spare his hand, even if the powerhouse at the same peak did not die without any defense, he would be seriously injured, let alone a monk in the Freedom Realm. However, the face of Yin Wusoul, who was clearly unavoidable, did not show the slightest look of panic, but showed a mocking smirk.

The heart of the peerless powerhouse suddenly felt that something was wrong. In the moment of his hesitation, a ghost claw with bone spurs and black gas poked out of Yin Wusoul's chest. The ghost claw appeared, stretching forward with lightning speed, and without giving the supreme powerhouse half time to react, it had already penetrated through his chest, and when he retracted it, the ghost claw held a bright red heart dripping with blood still beating.

The peerless powerhouse half-covered the bloody and terrifying wound on his chest, looked at the ghost hand on the chest of Yin Wusoul, who was smiling extremely proudly, his face was incredulous, his mouth trembled and he couldn't speak, and then fell straight back.

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