The sacred land of Middle-earth, the desert of the west tail. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The protruding barren mountains are neither high nor short, all over the desolate places full of dry grass, and the storms blow from time to time on the deep and deep ancient roads.

Cang Zhe and Song Zhu came to look for the Netherstone this time, but they didn't bring the four demon kings of Snake Ji, Youtong, Thunderstorm and Lingque as Shen Yun ordered.

A group of six people first entered the Xiwei Desert, under Song Zhu's insistence, they had to walk forward, the thunderstorm looked at the blazing sun overhead, and then looked at the air floating with the heat wave in front of them, suddenly felt that their eyes were hot, and their minds became blurry, and after wiping off the sweat drops on their temples, he said softly: "Mr. Song, you see that this Xiwei Desert is inaccessible, and there is no one in sight after walking for hundreds of miles, let's fly over! ”

Song Zhu didn't want to take some shortcuts, so he could only shake his head helplessly and said: "General Thunderstorm doesn't know, this Xiwei Desert is not as good as the Central Plains, not to mention the fierce folk customs, there are storms swept here all the year round, if it passes through the air, I don't know when it will encounter natural disasters, and this is the place where the Lingxiao Imperial City is dominant, it is better to be careful in everything!"

Lingque showed his spiritual sense, but said with a bitter face: "I have already explored and swept a hundred miles ahead, there is no place shaded by trees, we don't know how long it will take to find a place to rest and enjoy the coolness!"

Cang Zhe nodded solemnly, and turned to Song Zhu and asked, "Sir, I don't know where the Netherworld Stream you are talking about is located, and how far is it from here?"

"It's been nearly twenty years since I last came to the Xiwei Desert, and I can only vaguely remember the general location, it should be no less than five hundred miles away from here, and the road is still very long, let's not worry!" Speaking of this, he paused, his eyes lit up, and he muttered: "If I remember correctly, one hundred and fifty miles ahead, there should be a small inn called 'Juyuan', everyone insists on it, after arriving, let's have a good rest!"

After having a goal, everyone suddenly came to their senses and hurried forward in great strides.

It was almost dusk, and the mouth of the group of six people was dry, but the weather was slowly cooling, and a cold breeze passed through the cheeks, which was indescribably comfortable, and finally made everyone's hearts settle down a little.

Lingque's spiritual sense probed again, and he was immediately overjoyed, and said loudly: "Everyone, if there is really a small inn in front, and there are spiritual power fluctuations, there must be someone!"

The six people couldn't help but speed up their pace, galloping all the way, but after a while, they appeared in front of the Yuanlai Inn, and the shopkeeper heard a sound outside the house, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, six, please ...... inside."

Cang Zhe and the other six people were really tired all the way, seeing that there were no customers in this small shop, they were also quiet, and they ordered a few small dishes to fill their stomachs, and then sat around the table to discuss the matter of going to the Netherworld.

The shopkeeper on the side quietly dialed the abacus behind the counter, and suddenly said: "Six, this netherworld stream is not an easy place to set foot in, it is said that few people who pass by there can come out alive, Xiao Lao'er sees that you are all dragons and phoenixes among people, this risk can not be taken!"

Cang Zhe was very curious, got up and arched his hand: "The old gentleman knows about the Netherworld, please don't hesitate to give advice!"

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and carefully looked at Cang Zhe for a long time, and couldn't help nodding secretly, and said with a straight face: "This gentleman, the Netherworld, as the name suggests, leads to the Netherworld, every full moon night, the ghost door is wide open, and a hundred ghosts can enter, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, you are only a few people, you are afraid that after you go in recklessly, you will be sucked dry of yang energy, isn't it worth the loss?"

"Dare to ask the old gentleman, is there any powerful existence in that dark stream?" Snake Ji pondered for a long time and asked softly.

The shopkeeper hesitated slightly, and muttered: "Don't hide it from you, it is rumored that the ghost of the Netherworld Ghost Domain will guard the Netherworld Stream, ......and the power is amazing;

Seeing that the old man was hesitant, Cang Zhe was even more surprised, and asked anxiously: "What else, old gentleman, might as well say it together, and we will make a decision after weighing the pros and cons!" With that, five large gold ingots were placed on the slightly old wooden table.

The old man looked at the gold ingots on the table, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "My little old man doesn't want money, he can collect as much as he wants, so he hesitated, and he was just worried about the branch of Lingxiao Imperial City. ”

Seeing that Cang Zhe and the other six people heard the name of Lingxiao Imperial City, their faces were shocked, and the shopkeeper said in a low voice: "Lingxiao Imperial City dominates the entire Xiwei Desert, there are cities where there are many people, and villages and towns where there are few people, and there are branches everywhere.

When Song Zhu heard this, he couldn't help frowning and said: "When I passed through the Netherworld Stream, there was no Tongyun Town there, and twenty years of rushing by, I didn't want to change so much!"

Cang Zhe froze and said: "Whether it is the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, or the Netherworld Ghost Domain, we have to give it a try, otherwise the threat of refining the gods will not be eliminated, and we will have no chance of winning the battle in the southern Xinjiang!"

After staying at the Yuanlai Inn for a day, everyone got plenty of rest, and after saying goodbye to the shopkeeper, the six of them embarked on the journey again.

In the desert of the west tail, there is still a heat wave, everyone walks for half a day, it is the scorching sun at the head, suddenly heard that there are people and horses in front of them, rolling up the dust and sand all over the sky, it does not take a moment, they will be surrounded!

The sudden change made everyone's hearts tighten, and they saw a black-faced man riding a dark horse rushing forward and shouting, "Who are you?

Cang Zhe stood with his hands in his hands, completely ignoring the more than 100 people in front of him, and a person behind the black-faced man rushed up, and said with a gloomy smile: "Big brother, what do you have to say with the guy, look at his appearance, you will get angry, and then you will beat him first!"

Seeing no response from the black-faced man, the man rode forward, and a silver-white long knife in his hand flashed with a cold light under the red sun, and came straight to Cangzhe.

Thunderstorm chuckled lightly in his mouth, like the rest of the people, it was completely indifferent, and suddenly saw the man raise his knife and slash, Cang Zhe seemed to slowly raise his right arm, but the palm of his fist was instantly covered with dark scale armor, just an understatement punch, and even the person and the horse in front of him flew out more than ten zhang, and fell between the hundred horses.

The horses were already dead, but the man still breathed a sigh of blood, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, which made more than 100 people immediately nervous, and the black-faced man led by him said in horror: "Who is Your Excellency? Why do you want to offend my Lingxiao Imperial City territory?"

Cang Zhe said indifferently: "It's just a passerby, don't block our way, our well water will not interfere with the river water, otherwise it will ......" I saw a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and said loudly: "Metamorphosis!"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the dead horse suddenly stood up, and his hooves trampled heavily on the ground, raising a little dust, which made the surrounding horses frightened and almost unable to control it!

"Stinky boy, you are so bold, brothers, take them down for me!" The black-faced man roared, and the more than 100 men and horses were about to rush forward to kill immediately.

Suddenly, a person ran from behind him and said softly: "Chief, we can't mess with this person, let's take a step back for the time being and let them go! Otherwise, we will all die here!"

In the West Tail Desert, I have never seen anyone dare to argue with our Lingxiao Imperial City, unless they are tired of living!"

"Chief, he can transform into a magic technique! Only the Yuantian Spirit Beasts in Southern Xinjiang can understand such divine skills! As far as I know, only the Demon Ancestor Xing Ling Tian and the newly promoted Yuantian Demon Emperor Cangzhe can, no matter which one of them, we can't afford to mess with them!"

When the black-faced man heard this, his heart suddenly became cold, and his rampant complexion immediately retracted, and he forcibly endured the horror in his heart, forced out a smile, and said softly: "I don't know if the person who came is Lord Nanjiang Demon Ancestor or Lord Yuantian Demon Emperor...... The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please forgive me!" After saying that, he stepped off the horse and looked respectful.

Thunderstorm took a step forward and sneered: "I didn't expect the Xiwei Desert to be so far away from the southern frontier, but they are quite familiar with us...... Since Your Excellency knows the prestige of our Yuan Tian Demon Emperor, please don't interfere too much in our affairs, otherwise, it will not be just a horse that will die......"

"That's that...... The villain is only ordered to defend the territory, everyone, since this is a misunderstanding, then please!"

Cang Zhe nodded lightly, waved his big hand, and hurried over with a few people.

The black-faced man immediately called the person who had just spoken, and whispered: "I don't know why the Yuantian Spirit Beast is here, go to the Imperial City to report!"

Not long after the six of them walked, Song Zhu frowned and said softly: "Just now we only need to deal with them, and we can move forward with peace of mind, there is no need for the Demon Emperor to reveal his identity." ”

Cang Zhe smiled indifferently: "If we do it just now, we will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the side of the Lingxiao Imperial City, after they know my identity, they will have scruples, as long as we don't target them, presumably they won't be stupid enough to touch our mold!"

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The night gradually darkened, and from time to time there were rumored mournful ghost howls from the Netherworld Stream, and the soldiers of Lingxiao Imperial City guarding around the Netherworld Stream were swept by gusts of cold wind, and their hairs stood on end unconsciously.

One of the people chattered his upper and lower teeth and said, "Uh...... Brother Zhang, have you been stationed here for many years, and you do it every night? It's too scary...... At that time, I heard that there was a lot of money to be stationed here, but after I came, I regretted it......"

The soldier who called Brother Zhang gently supported the armor on his head, and muttered nonchalantly: "Brother Wang, it's good to get used to it! There is no regret medicine in the world, we tried our best to squeeze into the Lingxiao Imperial City, we thought that we would ascend to heaven in one step, but we never thought of being arranged for such an errand, I knew this, I would have returned to my homeland to be a soil overlord! Alas, ......"

The two were talking to each other, when they suddenly heard several women's cries getting closer and closer, and the two of them tightened together.

Zhang ...... Big brother, won't ...... Be...... The female ghost is here to ask for her life......"

"What are you afraid of...... There are prohibitions around, and they don't dare to disturb us!"

As soon as the words fell, the surnamed Zhang felt a gust of wind behind his neck, and a woman's low voice slowly emerged: "Oh, do you mean I don't dare to come to you?"