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Xing Tian naturally didn't know that after the Black Shadow included him in the Black Flag, he actually threw the Black Banner into the most mysterious and ancient ninety-nine-story hell tower in the Black Sea Ghost Cave, which is known as the real hell, even the Four Tribulations Great Sage can only enter and exit, but the real place of death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ.

Although Xingtian didn't know this, he knew how to ask the gods of heaven, and now he closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to ask the heavens, but he calculated some things.

"I see!" Xing Tian knew that all this was done by the dark underworld, but although he was extremely dangerous this time, there was still a hint of a turning point in the hexagram.

But no matter what, since you are already trapped here, you have to face the reality and think of getting out of the predicament.

It was useless to move Qiankun, and other means were useless at this time, Xing Tian immediately thought of letting the flesh giant take him out.

It's just that although the golden rune seal is still in Xingtian's hand, it can't get in touch with the flesh giant.

Xing Tian was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that he was in trouble, the flesh and blood giant had long hated himself to the bone, and had long wanted to get rid of himself, and now that he was trapped in this place, the flesh and blood giant would definitely take the opportunity to find a way to release control.

Maybe in a year and a half, maybe in a shorter time, the other party may be able to find a way to break the control of the golden rune, and when the time comes, he will add a terrifying enemy.

It's just that Xing Tian also knows that it's useless to think so much at the moment, how to think about getting out is the most important thing, otherwise if the flesh and blood giant doesn't kill himself at that time, he will have to be corrupted by the terrifying death aura here and die.

However, how to get out of trouble here, Xingtian still has no clue.

Xingtian tried to fly, but there seemed to be a kind of power control here, and when his feet left the ground, he would be oppressed by a powerful force, and he would not be able to fly at all.

Helpless, Xingtian could only walk on this Huangquan Road like those lonely souls and wild ghosts around him.

One day, two days, time passed slowly, and the road in front of him was still endless, Xingtian had tried to use the same method used to break the black banner before, and wanted to break this place with strong force, but it was obviously of no use at all.

"Could it be that this is really the Yellow Spring Hell?" Xing Tian's heart was also shaken, how could the dark underworld have such a means to drag people directly into the underworld?

Isn't that invincible?

After thinking about it, Xingtian secretly said that if he followed this drawn route, he would not be able to go out in this life, so it was better to find another shortcut, although he might encounter some dangers, but at least there was a possibility of going out.

Thinking of this, Xingtian broke away from the original Huangquan Road, and then urged the Holy Stigma, crossed the black water ravine full of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and reached the outside of the road.

If the black underworld knows this, he will definitely laugh, this ninety-nine-story hell tower is extremely wonderful, and the legend is that it is really connected to the underworld and hell, if you take this Huangquan Road, although it will never be possible to go out, but at least in hundreds of years, the life of Xingtian will be unharmed, but if you don't take this road and set foot in other unknown areas, the result is unpredictable.

It is very likely to encounter an extremely powerful Yin God, or it is possible to be completely lost in it and immortal, and it is impossible to walk out of it for eternity, and the danger is definitely a hundred times more than taking the big road.

It's a pity that Xingtian didn't know this, he walked quickly according to his own thoughts, but he couldn't see the road when he turned back for a while.

The same scenery was everywhere here, huge and boundless, and it seemed that he would never go to the edge, and soon, Xingtian found something that made him helpless.

He was lost.

Because he tried to return in the direction he came from, but he couldn't find the road he had before, and there must be something strange here, and if he got out of the road, he would get lost outside.

If it is an ordinary saint, there is no way to encounter this situation at all, powerful cultivation, martial arts, and supernatural powers are not useful at all at this time, and they can't do it if they want to fly into the sky, and there is no other means except for constant wild running. And no matter how fast you run, you can't get out of this vast area.

Mountains of corpses in the distance are still there, but they are like infinitely movable paintings, never to be reached.

And the troubles don't stop there, soon a hazy gray mist rose here, even if you condense your divine eye, you can only see things about ten feet away, and you can't see clearly any farther away.

In addition, Xingtian also encountered some powerful lonely ghosts and wild ghosts attacking him, including the legendary bull-headed horse-faced and impermanent ghosts wearing black and white robes.

It can be said that if Xingtian's cultivation is a little weaker, I am afraid that even these demons and monsters will not be able to fight, but fortunately, in terms of force, Xingtian still has his own, especially the gourd Nine Sword Array, which has simply become his number one killing weapon, no matter what kind of demons and monsters come, they can't escape the killing of the Nine Sword Array.

However, Xing Tian knew that he was still in big trouble, walking on the main road, at least he would not worry about someone suddenly attacking, as long as he hid the ghost hand under his feet, it could be said that everything was worry-free.

And here, everywhere is full of danger, and he doesn't even know where he has gone.

"No, if it goes on like this, I'll be trapped here sooner or later!" Xing Tian thought in his heart after killing a bull-headed ghost who was more than a foot tall.

At the moment, what he needs to do is to find the right route, and 'throwing stones to ask for directions' is naturally the best way.

The so-called throwing stones to ask for directions is also a kind of hexagram technique in the algorithm of asking the gods, which guides the direction of life with the unknown invisible force.

Soon, Xingtian found a stone, urged the Asking Heaven God algorithm, played dozens of hand duels in a row, and then threw the stone vertically into the sky.

When the stone hit the ground, it was as if an invisible hand made the stone roll in one direction.

If someone else did this kind of thing, it was a stroke of luck, but Xingtian was not, he knew that the direction in which the stone rolled must be the way to live.

For the real first master on the road of Xingtian's life, Qu Chong's algorithm of asking the heavens is definitely a divine skill, even in the holy realm, there is no such means of divination and asking the heavens, which is enough to show how amazing Qu Chong was back then.

Strange to say, Xing Tian continued to throw stones to ask for directions, and really walked out of this vast plain and arrived at a black mountain.

This black mountain is obviously not used for the death of other areas, and here, there are even some strange plants growing, and there are some terrifying-looking trees.

Xing Tian knew that he must have broken into an unknown place, although this place was still eerie and terrifying, but it was very different from the scene of Huangquan Hell before.

Continuing forward, it was as if I had entered another world, with Huangquan Hell behind me, and although it was not very good in front of me, at least it was not so eerie and terrifying.

At this moment, Xing Tian suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and immediately flashed backwards, and almost instantly, a ghost hand covered with yellow talismans stretched out from the ground where he had just stood.

That ghost hand was extremely huge and contained extremely powerful power, Xing Tian just glanced at it, and then lost his voice and said: "Ghost Saint, it turned out to be a Ghost Saint!"

On the ground, the ghost hand slowly stretched out, and then crawled out from below a huge ghost creature with half of its body in shape, as if half of its body was buried underneath, and half of its body was exposed outside, and even if it was only half of its body, it was more than ten zhang high, and similarly, this half of its body was covered with all kinds of yellow paper runes.

"Lord...... Person...... Prohibit...... land, good at ...... Rush...... He who...... Die!" said this ghost saint-level ghost creature gloomily, and then raised his big hand and grabbed it towards Xingtian.

In the direction of the other party's palm, the space was imprisoned, the ground was rotten, and countless powerful ghosts appeared wandering in an instant, and Xingtian couldn't get out for a while.

Being attacked by this sudden appearance of the ghost saint, Xing Tian was naturally extremely unhappy in his heart, and now he turned his fingers into a sword, stabbed forward suddenly, and rushed towards each other with the ghost saint's big hand.

Poof, it was still Xingtian's sword qi that was so powerful that it actually pierced the ghost saint's big hand.

But ghosts are ghosts after all, and although they can condense entities, they can also be spiritualized. I saw that countless ghosts and ghosts came out of the pierced big hand, quickly filling the wound, and in just a moment, the big hand recovered as before.

At the same time, this big hand smashed on Xingtian's body at once, and the latter condensed the qi wall to resist, but it was still sent flying, drawing two deep marks on the ground.

For a moment, Xing Tian only felt that his blood was surging, his physical body was actually injured, it seemed that this ghost saint was at least a cultivator above the Second Tribulation Great Sage.

Not only that, just that contact, there were at least hundreds of powerful ghosts in Xingtian's body with ghost hands, and these powerful ghosts were smashing around in Xingtian's body at the moment, destroying them, if it weren't for the cultivation of the immortal blood nerve, this one blow alone would have to cost Xingtian half a life.

"It's amazing!" Xing Tian said secretly in his heart, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent as this ghost saint.

Seeing that Xingtian seemed to be injured by himself, the ghost saint was also extremely smart, knowing that using a powerful ghost as a weapon could severely damage the opponent, but at that moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out millions of powerful ghosts at once.

These powerful ghosts and unjust souls formed an invincible torrent and rushed straight to the punishment sky.

Xing Tian immediately realized that the opponent's attack of this level was enough to kill him, and if these millions of powerful ghosts rushed into his body, his body would immediately be devoured by these powerful ghosts.

Even with the Holy Dao Sword Intent, it was difficult to kill so many powerful ghosts, and at that moment, Xingtian's eyes shrank, knowing that it was life and death at the moment, but he thought that he still had the 'Immortal Gate' artifact.

At the moment, he could only use it to resist, and Xingtian immediately shook his hand and summoned this huge portal and stood in front of him.

The Gate of Immortality, a hundred feet high, huge and boundless, as soon as it appeared, it immediately formed an impregnable defense, and just as the million powerful ghosts were about to crash past, an ethereal voice suddenly came.

"Immortal Gate, ghost slave, stop fighting, stop!" (To be continued.) )