In the night sky, the moonlit and starry night sky has a cool night breeze that comes softly and goes softly.

Xing Tian looked around in front of him with admiration, the three hundred elite soldiers who were neatly arranged, as well as the disciples of Su Tianju, swept over the faces with fearlessness and pride.

They were about to complete a supremely glorious mission, at least in the ghost kingdom of the Nine Shadows—that was to go to another time to pick up their lord.

"I'm not a ghost who is very good at pre-war mobilization, I won't be in the human world, I won't be a ghost king in the underworld, and I haven't learned it now. After a long time, he still looked around at the punishment of those warriors, slowly spoke, and said to the subordinates in front of him in his rough voice: "But I know how proud and proud we are of what we are going to do. Someday, it will be a conversation between you and your children and grandchildren, or with your neighbors. At that time, you will still be as proud as you are today. ”。

"Maybe we can welcome the lord back safely without any trouble, and maybe there will be a fight. We don't know anything about the other world. Xingtian, who was pacing back and forth in front of his subordinates, stopped, and paused.

"Perhaps, we will die in another strange world. Xingtian, who said this again, said it in a much softer voice than before.

The tone was not as impassioned as before, but more calm.

But the warriors across from him, both men and women, remained fearless. Although they are also more or less nervous, they are more excited.

"The ghosts who quit now can return to their original units and continue to serve, and no ghosts will laugh at you or blame you. Xingtian, who said this, turned to face the deep pit on the ground, and said loudly: "If you are not afraid of death, come with me." ”。

With that, he walked out without hesitation, and walked down the pit without looking back.

The warriors behind him didn't think much of it, and followed.

The long and narrow stone staircase descends slowly. Soon, the stars outside the cave entrance were left far behind by their group of ghosts. Ghosts swayed on the stone walls that reflected the firelight.

Xingtian went all the way down to the bottom of the cave.

Although he had been here under the leadership of Ying Zhao before, but when he entered it again, Xing Tian still couldn't hold back the excitement churning in his heart, and looked left and right like the ghost soldiers behind him.

It's not that the passages and staircases leading to the depths of the earth are so glittering, most of the stairs are improvised like simple plank paths. However, a stone path less than one zhang wide is opened along the stone wall, and wooden beams and planks are laid horizontally. Or dig a hole horizontally in the cliff wall to insert a thick wooden beam, with a spacing of about half a zhang, and add a diagonal brace below. The beams were covered with thick wooden planks, and iron chains or wooden railings were added to the side of the road. Nothing surprising. It's just that the three steps and one post here are strictly guarded, which can always make people marvel.

The security here is so strict that it is about to catch up with the Yuque Palace.

The sound of footsteps echoed and echoed in the firelight.

After a long time, Xingtian led his heavily armed men to the end of the stone steps. A space about ten zhang straight and three zhang high was horizontally in front of the end of the stone steps.

More than a dozen ghost soldiers and a few disciples of Su Tianju were scattered in this underground cave, guarding the empty underground cave under the firelight.

When he went to the depths of the cave, he saw a rectangular stone slab about a foot long and no more than three feet wide embedded in the ground.

The stone slab is carved with countless vivid patterns, forming a leafless dead tree with nine branches. And beneath the dead trees, there are turbulent waves rolling and roaring. It's like a dead tree growing out of these waves.

And among the dead wood and waves, there are still a lot of rotting corpses floating and crawling, all of which are hideous and terrifying, and their faces and eyes are full of life.

On the branches of the tree, there are many ancient god runes and seals in ancient times, which form the lines on the body of the tree. At first glance, it looks like the lines on a tree. But if you look closely, judging from the strokes and patterns, it is a powerful seal seal.

In the middle of the slate, there is a thin slit that divides the slab in two. In this way, it seems that the slate can be opened and closed.

Xing Tian walked towards the oncoming ghost soldier, took out the edict in his arms, and handed it to the other party after revealing his identity. The ghost soldier returned the edict to Xingtian, walked to the side and said a few words to the Su Tianju disciple guarding the cave, and then saw the Su Tianju disciple turn his head a little, take off the thing on his back from behind, open the yellow cloth wrapped in it, and walk to the stone slab deep in the cave.

The soul-thirsty umbrella appeared from the open yellow cloth, and the Su Tianju disciple holding the umbrella walked quickly to the stone slab and stood still. After taking a deep breath, he grasped the handle of the umbrella with both hands, raised it high above his head, and aimed it at the round hole like a tree in the stone slab.

At the same time, the ghost qi in the body was transported and injected into the soul thirst umbrella. On the surface of the umbrella bone, the black gas suddenly diffused and rose, slowly flying. In each umbrella bone, there was a blood light surging in it. The ghost cried and the wolf howled, and it also roared and roared with the yin wind on the umbrella.

The yin wind suddenly appeared, whistling again and again, and the skirt on the Su Tianju disciple holding the umbrella in both hands was inspired, and her figure instantly swelled and swelled several times.

Immediately after that, this Su Tianju disciple who leaned over and squatted down, without hesitation, inserted the tip of the soul-seeking umbrella in his hand towards the tree nodule pattern on the stone slab.

The surrounding ghosts surrounded him, and their eyes converged on the tip of the umbrella with bated breath.

The tip of the umbrella sank into the nodule pattern, and a small click came from under the tip of the umbrella. On the side of the tree, in the straight slit that ran across the entire stone stele, blue light suddenly appeared.

The entire stele became a dark blue under the blue light.

At the same time, the stele is split in two and turned outward, as if it were a book. In the blink of an eye, it became two rectangular stone slabs that were quickly erected. In the middle of these two stone slabs is a rectangular well embedded in the ground, but bottomless.

The muddy blood-yellow water of the well gushed up in the well, like boiling water, but it did not smell at all. But no matter how churning the well water was, there was not the slightest drop of water spilling out of the well.

The well water, which resembles the water of the Lechuan River, is pulled by an invisible force, and can only be churned in the well. Every time it churned and surged, the bubbles would always gather into roaring ghost heads, baring their teeth and roaring at the surrounding ghosts.

The roar was deafening and terrifying.

"Let's go. Xing Tian said this after looking at it for a moment, and jumped into the water without hesitation.

Soon, Xingtian's entire ghost sank into the well water and disappeared in the ripples. The splashing water columns and droplets were only about a foot high, and they were pulled back into the well by an invisible force.

When the water column and water droplets fell back, the yellow water in the well was churning again.

After a little thought, his subordinates also jumped into the yellow water one after another.

Xingtian, who was the first to enter the yellow water, swam forward slowly in the turbid water, without any feeling of suffocation, nor was his body soaked by the muddy water, but his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Soon, his lieutenant followed from behind, gestured to Xingtian, and told him that behind him was the army, followed by Xingtian, who was a little bit of his head and spit out a few bubbles from the corners of his mouth, shuttling between the scattered droplets of water that gathered in the water but did not disperse, and went to a deeper place.

I don't know how long they have been swimming in this troubled water. Maybe it was after a cup of tea, or maybe it was after a stick of incense, Xingtian, who was swimming in the front, suddenly felt that his eyes suddenly lit up. A few feet away in front of him, there was a bright light, shining dazzlingly in the muddy water.

There was no longer silence in his ears, and he vaguely heard the sound of fighting not far in front of him.

"Who's in front?" Xingtian, who thought so, made a vigilant gesture to the ghosts behind him, and at the same time took off the bronze giant axe and shield on his back with his backhand, clenched it in his hand and continued to move forward.

In the louder and louder shouts of killing, the sound of weapons colliding was intertwined. In the crisp sound of metal colliding, the murderous aura was permeated.

Xingtian held the giant axe across his chest, and shot straight into the light in front of him. One rushed forward and backward into the light, his feet quickly touching the hard ground.

Xingtian, with his eyes wide open, quickly looked around left and right. Listening to the strong wind whistling in his ears, he saw another world, a strange world. A world where everything from under your feet to the distant horizon in front of you is a barren world.

There were gusts of wind and sand between the heavens and the earth, and it was dusk. The surroundings were filled with shouts and screams.

When he was still curious, Xingtian saw a strange demon soul with a dog-headed human body rushing out of the scattered wind and sand in front of him. Although Xingtian himself looked strange, there was no such demon soul as a kobold in the Netherworld that made him curious.

It's just that the other party is menacing, the steel knife in his hand is held high, and there is a dazzling cold light flashing on the knife body, so that Xing Tian doesn't have time to take a closer look, an arrow step forward, the shield in his hand is horizontal above his head, and he blocks the steel knife falling towards his head in time.

As the sparks burst out, the giant axe that Xingtian was holding tightly slashed towards the demon's thick, thickly hairy neck.

The strong wind made a sharp sound, the axe blade flashed coldly, and the crimson ghost blood splattered everywhere. Blood-red flowers burst out in front of Xingtian's body, and after a flash, they scattered in the wind and sand, shattering into bits and pieces of blood.

It is like a scarlet flower whose petals fall in the wind and are about to wither.

The dog-headed demon spirit's dog head detached from the ghost's blood splattering high on its neck, and when it flew rapidly into the air, there was a cold light in the wind and sand behind this demon spirit.

I didn't expect that a Xingtian who was forced to start killing here and now, and then saw a dark iron big knife stabbing into his body from behind the body of this dog-headed demon soul that had not yet fallen.

The sharp tip of the knife quickly pierced out of the demon's chest. With a little bit of ghost blood, after the splash sprayed, the cold light on the tip of the knife appeared again.

Shi Cianming's head, when the dog's head landed, poked out from behind this demon spirit, and after recognizing the other party at a glance at Xingtian, he laughed: "General Xingtian, it turned out to be you." ”。

After drawing the knife, he raised his leg and kicked the headless dog-headed demon soul physique fiercely, causing it to fall to the bottom, stirring up the flying dust, and shaking the ghost-headed knife in his hand, and falling the ghost blood flowing on the knife.

The archway supported by two granite pillars on the back seat of Xingtian, the strange light in the yellow water gathered between the stone pillars flickered again and again, and the soldiers of the Nine Shadows Army who were fully armed jumped out one after another.

A flower banner on the other side of the Nine Shadows Country was also erected, and in the sound of killing, it stood proudly in the wind and sand of this otherworld.

"What's going on?" Xing Tian looked around vigilantly and asked Shi Cassia urgently.