The gate of hell is also called the valley of death, and the shepherds living in the Kunlun Mountains would rather let their cattle and sheep starve to death on the Gobi Desert without fat grass to eat, rather than let them enter the ancient and silent deep valley of the Kunlun Mountains to eat.

Death Valley is littered with wolf fur, bear bones, hunters' steel guns, and lonely graves, conveying an eerie aura of death to the world.

Legend has it that decades ago, a herdsman ventured into the valley in search of horses.

After a few days, the herdsman did not appear, but the herd of horses appeared inexplicably.

His body was later found on a nearby hill.

It was obvious that the herdsmen's clothes were torn and barefoot, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and their shotguns were still in their hands.

What was even more terrifying was that no injuries or signs of assault were found on his body.

Although Zuo Yunchi has hardly been ignorant of the world since he entered Penglai Pavilion, and he no longer asks about these things, he has a connection with Huaxia's trickster team, and he has naturally heard of these things.

Because of this, Zuo Yunchi has only frequently haunted Kunlun Mountain in recent years, and I want to find out.

At this time, seeing the legendary Fan Wusu coming here with him, Zuo Yunchi still didn't understand what was going on.

Hearing Fan Wushu's words, Zuo Yunchi couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, could it be that the gap between yin and yang you said, is this really connected to the underworld?" ”

Fan Wusu glanced at Zuo Yunchi, his frighteningly white face showed a hint of weirdness, and he shook his head and said, "This is just the place where the gap between yin and yang fluctuates the most, and it is still far from the real yin and underworld." However, I only brought you here to improve your cultivation with the help of the yin energy inside. ”

As he spoke, Fan Wusu walked towards him.

Although Zuo Yunchi was still puzzled, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed.

After walking more than a hundred steps away from the mouth of the valley, Zuo Yunchi clearly felt that there was an eerie aura emanating from it.

That feeling is definitely creepy to ordinary people, let alone the beasts that grow here on their own.

However, for Zuo Quchi, who cultivates ghost qi, the attraction is not ∝dǐng∝diǎn∝小∝ said, .※.≡os_(); Ever-large.

"Senior ......"

Fan Wusu waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Although this is only the connection between the yang world and the Kunlun realm, and few people in the Kunlun realm dare to set foot in normal times, the danger inside is much greater than that outside. Junior, this time you enter, you must reach the cultivation of the ghost handsome, otherwise you will ......"

Before Fan Wusu could finish speaking, Zuo Yunchi immediately opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "Ghost handsome? That, how is that possible? ”

Fan Wusu snorted coldly, and without waiting for Zuo Yunchi to finish speaking, he suddenly grabbed Zuo Yunchi's shoulder and stepped forward in two steps.

Zuo Yunchi only felt as if his body had been squeezed by something.

The next moment, the sound of whistling wind sounded in my ears, and there was even the sound of ghosts crying wolves.

Zuo Yunchi's complexion changed greatly, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to watch, and at this look, he couldn't help but be frightened.

As far as the eye can see, there are bones all over the field, and from time to time there are wild wolves looking for food to eat among the bones, and countless ghosts wander around, lingering.

There are even some bones that make a gagba sound, as if they have been gnawed by something in a diǎndiǎn.

"W-What kind of place is this?"

Fan Wusu glanced at Zuo Yunchi and said in a muffled voice: "The people of the Yang World call this the Valley of Death, the Gate of Hell, but the Kunlun Realm regards this place as the only hope to jump into the Yang World. ”

"This, there is really a yin and yang realm here?"

Fan Wusu shook his head, his face was still cold, and said: "This is only a gap in the road at present, and you can only send some ghost general-level storage zài in." However, if they find out that I am here, I am afraid that they will send a large number of ghost generals in, and no matter how powerful I am, I will be invincible with two fists and four hands. ”

"Huh? So what to do? ”

"What to do? Hmph, you have to do your best to cultivate! ”

After Fan Wusu finished speaking, he didn't even say hello, and punched Zuo Yunchi in the chest.

Zuo Yunchi was directly knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

However, Fan Wushu's dead face was still expressionless, and he rushed to Zuo Yunchi in the blink of an eye, and shouted angrily: "The yin qi here is so strong, what are you waiting for?" Such a waste, being the king and hegemon in the yang world, the people who really encounter the Kunlun realm are not even bullshit! ”

"Hurry diǎn fight back! Fight back! ”

"Bang!"

Another punch!

Zuo Yunchi didn't have the slightest power to parry.

Just got up and was knocked to the ground again.

But because of this, Zuo Yunchi felt that the yin qi around him was frantically drilling into his body, and his body was like a sponge, constantly sucking the surrounding yin qi, and quickly transformed into ghost qi.

……

Deep underground.

The five old men bowed to Liu Lang, respectfully, and couldn't help but make Liu Lang's brain big for a while.

After adapting to it for a while, Liu Lang confirmed that the old man with black skin and white beard was the mountain spirit Erhei, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is going on?" Why do you keep calling me Ghost Father? ”

"Haha, ghost father, you really forgot about yourself."

"Ghost father, you were the one who threw us here back then."

"Yes, yes, you said that you will come back one day, and you need us to open the seal in your body."

"Ghost father, you don't even remember anything?"

"Chest, that's your own seal, Ghost Father."

The five old men gossiped, but it made Liu Lang even more confused, and hurriedly stopped: "Slow down, five seniors, you speak one by one." ”

Liu Lang pointed to the mountain spirit, "You say." ”

The mountain spirit swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was obviously a smug look on his black face, as if he felt honored to be valued by Liu Lang.

"Ghost father, when I met you, I always felt that something attracted me here, and I don't know why I called you Ghost Father."

"However, after following you here, I realized that it was all fate."

"You arranged it back then."

As he spoke, the mountain spirit spat and fluttered, and his eyebrows fluttered.

However, the more Liu Lang listened, it felt like a fantasy, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Is this, this qiē all true?"

This qiē is all true.

While listening to the mountain spirit, Liu Lang lifted his chest, revealing the same brand as the peony pattern, and couldn't help but be horrified: "My three souls and seven spirits are here?" This is the mark I left on myself back then? ”

Liu Lang stretched out his hand and touched the peony brand on his chest, revealing a trace of cold breath.

Feeling the shock from the bottom of his heart, Liu Lang was still skeptical: "You keep bombarding people who come to test with thunder and lightning, just to make sure that it's me and break the seal?" ”

"Of course, ghost father, this qiē was done with a trace of residual thoughts when you died frequently."