Mo Yiyun nodded, and shook his head again, "Now who in the entire Shendao Continent doesn't know the swordsman Ding Yan?" It's just that I haven't seen him, it is rumored that he is a peerless figure on the True Dragon List, and there are many legendary deeds, such as in just three years, he has grown from nothing to the top of the True Dragon List, and he is the host of the first Martial Arts Tea Party, and even his cousin looks at him differently, saying that if he has a chance, he must make friends."

"Your cousin?"

Ding Yan was surprised.

A smile appeared on Mo Yiyun's face, and there was pride in his eyes, "I am a member of the Mo family, my cousin, it is the first day of the Ferris Sect, Mo Tianqi!"

Mo Tianzi, the first day of the Ferris Sect, the seven-heaven qualification, and the tenth person on the True Dragon List.

Ding Yan nodded, revealing a sudden expression, "It turned out to be Mo Tianqi, the tenth genius on the True Dragon List"

Seeing Ding Yan's expression, Mo Yiyun was even more proud, as if Mo Tianzhi was him, he was Mo Tianzhi.

"Do you have something to do with me?" Ding Yan said indifferently.

"Uh" Mo Yiyun came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, arched his hand and said: "Brother Ding must also be here for the treasure of the Netherworld Saint, it just so happens that we are also for this purpose, maybe there will be a chance to cooperate with Brother Ding in a while, Mo came to invite Brother Ding to join our team, so that he can enter the dead city and have a care, I don't know what Brother Ding wants"

"Oh, into the dead city?"

Mo Yiyun nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Ding, do you know why there are so many people here?"

Without waiting for Ding Yan to speak, Mo Yiyun continued: "Because this is the only gate to enter the dead city, this point is not recorded on the treasure map, if it weren't for the predecessors of Jinshui, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find it until I die."

After speaking, Mo Yiyun's eyes glanced at the man in black who seemed to be petrified, and indicated that the person was Jinshui's senior.

"Door?" Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously glanced at the dark city wall.

Those remnant maps are definitely not recorded, because the map in Ding Yan's mind does not have a record of the 'gate', only that the end of the black stream is the place where the Netherworld Saint sits, the Netherworld Dead City.

If Ding Yan's prediction is correct, after entering the Netherworld Dead City, the map in his mind can be regarded as the real evolution is completed.

Mo Yiyun affirmed: "Yes, it is the door, if you want to enter the dead city, you must wait until the door appears, if you force it to break in, it is almost impossible"

As he spoke, Mo Yiyun pointed to the huge black city wall in front of him and said: "On this city wall, there are many grandmaster-level runes depicted, almost all of which have been handed down from ancient times, even ancient times, if you forcibly fly over, you will touch the runes on it, and be teleported or killed, there was a person who didn't believe in the words of Jinshui's predecessors, and was teleported to other places by those runes on the wall, according to the calculations of the Jiuyin seniors, that Taoist friend is probably more than lucky."

Mo Yiyun glanced at the old woman sitting cross-legged.

"Jiuyin senior, it seems that this person has cultivated a Yin Thunder Divine Power" Ding Yan said secretly in his heart, and immediately, he opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know when that door appeared?"

Mo Yiyun shook his head and said uncertainly: "Sometimes it's ten days, sometimes it's half a moon, I'm not sure, but it's been thirteen days since the Netherdoor appeared last time, and I guess that it should be within two or three days, and the Netherworld Gate will open again."

Mo Yiyun seemed to really want to win over Ding Yan, so he didn't bother to explain patiently.

"The last time it was opened," Ding Yan caught the question of the other party's words, "How many times has the Nether Gate been opened?"

Mo Yiyun was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "There should be two times, that is, more than a month ago, it is said that the entrance to the Netherworld is the boundary mountain range of the Shinto Continent, somehow, it is connected with the Sword Demon Battlefield, I also came half a month ago, and I was fortunate to see the Netherworld Gate open once"

Ding Yan nodded, that time was the time when he was trapped in the grandmaster-level formation.

It seems that the Netherworld Dead City has been introduced to the Shendao Continent, and many people have entered it, Ding Yan's heart moved, and said, "Since the Netherworld Gate is open, why didn't you enter it at that time?"

When Mo Yiyun heard this, he smiled bitterly: "This is where you need to cooperate with Brother Ding."

"Oh?"

"Every time the Netherworld Gate is opened, there will be a ghost thing guarding the door, anyone who wants to pass through the Netherworld Gate will be attacked by those ghosts, the previous opening, there are many martial artists who have cultivated in the Spirit Realm, without exception, all become the food of those ghosts, only the masters of the Condensation Realm have the opportunity to form a group to enter"

As he spoke, Mo Yiyun seemed to recall the opening of the Netherworld's Gate, his right hand trembled involuntarily, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and his heart suddenly became vigilant, it was obviously not so easy for ghosts to guard the door.

"Can't those two Great Venerables go over?"

Mo Yiyun seemed to realize that he was out of shape, adjusted his mood, and shook his head: "No, the last time the Netherworld Gate was opened, there were Spirit Realm martial artists who pulled their hind legs, causing the two seniors to not exert their strength and were blocked back by that powerful ghost."

"This time, with the addition of five powerhouses in the late stage of Condensation and dozens of masters of the Condensation Realm, it should be enough to fight against those ghosts guarding the door."

Ding Yan nodded and didn't speak again.

He didn't think that this matter would be so simple, looking at the old woman's expression, it was clear who he was waiting for.

The ghost thing that can make the two Great Venerables scruple and wait for others to join forces is by no means as simple as Mo Yiyun said.

Regarding Mo Yiyun's invitation, Ding Yan chose to decline after thinking about it for a while.

After all, he has too many secrets on him, so he said that after entering the Netherworld City, he will inevitably use it, and when the time comes, he will be regarded as a demon to kill, and it will be a joke.

Mo Yiyun said regretfully: "Since Brother Ding does not cooperate with us, it is also Mo who has no chance with Brother Ding, I hope to cooperate with Brother Ding next time and say goodbye."

Ding Yan nodded, glanced at Mo Yiyun who was leaving, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately, he randomly found a remote place and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing this, some of the Condensing True Realm martial artists around had different expressions.

After sitting down, Ding Yan carved three runes beside him, and then cultivated cross-legged.

Internally, the yin is downwards and the yang is upward.

With the power of the nine-turn ghost body in the dantian as the yin, and the power of the Zifu Xingchen Yuan Shen as the yang, he began to run the Qiankun Dao Sutra on his own.

On the other side, Mo Yiyun walked back into the distance.

A handsome-looking young man waved his hand to lay down a prohibition.

"How's it going?" asked the handsome young man.

"This person is extremely vigilant and refused our invitation" Mo Yiyun changed the impatience in front of Ding Yan, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed ruthlessly, it was like two people.

The path of cultivation is respected by martial arts, and people's hearts are unpredictable