As Ding Yan slowly moved forward, the map in his mind was also changing.

"This is"

Ding Yan was stunned for a moment, the map in his mind had all changed, except for the familiar Hades Lake, which had not changed.

It is recorded on the map that along the stream, at the end of it, a city wall can be seen, and inside the wall, is the place where the netherworld saint sits.

And that city is the city of the Netherworld!

"How big is this Netherworld Dead City, how strong is the Divine Magic-level Void Illusion Technique?" One thought after another popped up, and Ding Yan found that things were far beyond his original expectations.

Originally, I thought that all this was just a place for the saint of life and death who had been sealed by the Void Illusion Divine Technique to sit, but now it seems that it is far more than that.

There must be some hidden secrets in that city.

Gathering his mind, Ding Yan suddenly became vigilant and slowly walked along the stream.

I don't know where the end of this creek is, as it continues to go deeper, the gray fog around it becomes thicker and thicker, and in the end, it almost reaches the point where he can't see his fingers, what makes Ding Yan even more vigilant is that the divine consciousness that spreads out has also begun to be suppressed, at this time, his divine consciousness can only be about a kilometer away from his body at most, and if it is far away, it will collapse by itself.

"It shouldn't be far off"

The map states that when the gray fog reaches a certain level, the end of the creek will appear on its own.

Sure enough, after walking a distance of about three thousand meters, Ding Yan's divine sense touched the end of the black stream.

The pitch-black city wall, stretching for thousands of miles, can not see the end at a glance, just like a pitch-black sea, exuding a majestic and dark atmosphere, but this 'sea' is vertical.

This is the place where the Netherworld Holy Land meets the periphery, as long as you pass through this gate, you can enter the Netherworld Dead City, and legend has it that the place where the Netherworld Saint sits is the core of this Netherworld Dead City.

The gray mist swayed, and Ding Yan's figure walked out of the gray mist.

"Oh, there's another martial artist, and the early stage of the Condensation Realm is stable," an old woman said in a hoarse voice.

When Ding Yan heard this, he immediately became vigilant.

Passing through the end of the black stream, all the gray mist disappeared, replaced by a gloomy sky, similar to the whirlpool that had just stepped into the Boundary Mountain Range, in front of it, a huge city wall, the city wall was black all over, above, the dead air was entangled, and from time to time one or two runes flashed away, those runes, there were cyan, purple, and black and purple that Ding Yan had never seen.

Black and purple, eighth-level runes!

This is a city that has opened the formation ban, and if you break through, you will definitely be trapped by countless runes on the city wall, and even some can be teleported to a certain Jedi.

Under the city wall, there were many martial artists, among them, most of the martial artists were cultivators in the early stage of the Ning Zhen Realm, there were more than a dozen martial artists in the middle stage of the Ning Zhen Realm, and even there were five or six martial artists in the late stage of the Ning Zhen Realm, but there were only two of them who really caught Ding Yan's attention.

One person is the old woman who spoke before, the old woman is leaning over, sitting cross-legged on a black stone, beside her, with a pitch-black cane, the whole person looks like a gust of wind can blow it down, but, in Ding Yan's eyes, he clearly saw that the old woman contained a terrifying power in her body, a dazzling light in the old woman's purple mansion, the soul breaking delusion technique was cast, the purple mansion was not smiling, there was a black thunder rune in the center of the eyebrows, it seemed that someone was snooping, and a thunderbolt suddenly burst out from the eyes of the original god。

"Who?!"

The old woman's face sank, her gaze instantly shot to a person, and a suppressed aura emanated from her body, and the Condensing True Realm martial artists gathered around her immediately fled in a panic.

Ding Yan immediately retracted his gaze, pretending to be indifferent, peeping into other people's purple mansions, it was taboo, except for those close to him, if he was discovered, it would be a battle of life and death.

The person the old woman looked at was the other person who attracted Ding Yan's attention.

This person was wearing a cloak and a black robe, sitting cross-legged not far from the old woman, motionless, looking as if he was seated, and he didn't even move when Ding Yan arrived.

At the moment when the old woman looked at the past, under the traction of the qi machine, Ding Yan once again performed the Mind Breaking Technique, and found that in this person's body, there was the same fluctuation of the Yuan Shen as the old woman, however, unlike the old woman, this person's Yuan Shen closed his eyes and hung in the purple mansion, covered with black gas, and he couldn't see his face clearly, Ding Yan was trying to spy further, and there was a sudden danger in his heart, and he hurriedly retracted his gaze instantly.

These two people are both Great Venerable-level figures!

The old woman's breath pressed over, and this person didn't move, still motionless, as if he didn't intend to compete with the old woman.

The old woman frowned, hesitated, she couldn't grasp who was spying on her, although there were forty or fifty people in the scene, only the other party had the same cultivation as hers, but no one was allowed to fish in troubled waters.

You must know that the strength of being able to become a Great Venerable must not be low, if it is just the two of them, then she will definitely make a move, but there are still many people here, maybe the people who snoop are those few martial artists in the late stage of the Condensation Realm?

The old woman thought about it, retracted her breath, and regained her calm again.

She didn't think about the newcomer Ding Yan at all, in her eyes, Ding Yan was just a stable martial artist in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, no different from ants, this kind of character was not to mention snooping, even if the divine sense was close to her, she would be discovered in an instant.

"Two Great Venerables, five in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, thirteen in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, and twenty-four in the early stage of the Condensation Realm" Ding Yan glanced at it, remembering the number of people in his heart, and at the same time, which Yuan Shen fluctuations were strong and which Yuan Shen fluctuations were weak, all of them were clear in his chest.

His eyes fell on the black city wall, Ding Yan frowned, "Why is there no city gate? Could it be that this netherworld city has no city gate? But how can you enter without a city gate?"

It stands to reason that every city has one or more gates.

However, Ding Yan scanned the surroundings of the city wall and found no resemblance to a door.

While thinking about it, a young warrior walked up to Ding Yan's side and said, "I don't know what to call my brother?"

Ding Yan frowned, with his eyesight, he could naturally see at a glance that this Mo Yiyun's cultivation was the same as him, and he was in the realm of consummation in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, but at this time, Ding Yan pressed the realm in the early stage to stabilize.

"Ding Yan"

"Ding Yan, are you Ding Yan?!" Mo Yiyun exclaimed in a low voice, he looked Ding Yan up and down, shook his head slowly, and muttered: "No, Ding Yan is not a swordsman?

After a year, Ding Yan's fame has become more and more popular, but since the end of the Three Domains Tea Party, fewer and fewer people have seen him, and he has almost disappeared, plus Ding Yan has practiced the Nine Turns Ghost Body at this time, and there is a demonic aura in his temperament, which is very different from his previous elegant temperament, and it is reasonable that Mo Yiyun can't recognize it.

Ding Yan did not speak.

Mo Yiyun smiled awkwardly and explained: "Brother Ding, don't blame you, Mo thinks you are the swordsman Ding Yan of the True Dragon List, and you have recognized the wrong person."

Ding Yan raised his eyebrows and became interested, "What, do you know the swordsman Ding Yan?"