The next thing is much simpler, Styx and Houtu each made a heavenly oath and agreed on the content.

Soon, above the sea of blood, a muffled thunder sounded, and the Heavenly Dao responded, and the Heavenly Dao Oath officially took effect.

Zhao Gongming, Hou Tu was relieved at the same time.

The oath of the Heavenly Dao is made, and this matter is equivalent to a certainty, the River Styx, before the Daoist Dao, there is no room for repentance.

A smile tugged at the corner of Styx's mouth, "Houtu Daoist, I'll take you to the Netherworld to have a look?" ”

"I'm in trouble with my fellow Styx."

Immediately, Styx drove the Twelve Grades of Karma Fire Red Lotus in front, Houtu, Zhao Gongming, and Xingtian followed.

After about a day of flying, the endless sea of blood disappeared in front of me.

Zhao Gongming only felt that he had left the flood wilderness and entered another world.

Darkness, coldness, and gaze, followed by pitch-black mountains, and endless black waters.

The mountains stood above the sea, and the sea lifted countless mountains from below, desolate, dead and silent, cold and dark, and at the same time there was an unprecedented silence, even the sound of one's own heartbeat seemed to be heard clearly.

If you stay for a long time, you will even go crazy, which can be called a place of death.

This is also the reason why the Nethersea Sea, although it is the territory of the River Styx, does not exist a single Asura clan.

With a wave of his hand, the power of the supreme blood path burst out, slamming into a black mountain.

Boom, the mountains shook, and countless rubbles were falling, rolling into the black waters, and disappeared.

The next moment, the creatures in the sea seemed to be alarmed, and countless transparent-colored remnant souls flew out of it, setting off waves of waves, and they flew into the air, covering the sky and the sun, and they couldn't see the edge at a glance, and a faint cold aura came.

These are all the remnants of the soul after the fall of the Flood Monk, lonely and floating on the first layer of the Netherworld.

Strictly speaking, they are not considered a ghost clan, because their strength was too weak during their lifetime.

They are all some earth immortals, heavenly immortals-level strength, and even the remnant souls of monks who refine and refine qi, refine qi and transform gods, practice gods and return to void, and refine void and merge with the Tao.

Similarly, because they are too weak, they can hardly harm the flood wilderness, not to mention, the ghost qi covers the sky and creates ghosts, which is even more unimaginable for them.

Therefore, as a result, there is no karma on them, evil energy, just simple remnant souls, floating aimlessly on the netherworld.

Even if you use great mana to cross the transformation, you won't get half of the merit.

Styx laughed strangely, "Houtu Daoist, the first layer, it's really not interesting, why don't we continue to take a look?" ”

The Netherworld Sea, which is divided into eighteen layers, was formed when the world was opened.

Among them, in the first three layers, the wandering are all some faint remnants who are not interesting, have no karma, and have no merit after crossing.

The next dozen or so layers are the karmic and threatening ghost clans, and only after crossing can they have merit.

Houtu nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble my fellow Styx." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, the ancestor is still waiting for the merits of the Houtu Daoyou."

The Styx Ancestor laughed strangely, no one has too much merit.

Soon, everyone came to the second layer, the second layer, which was exactly the same as the first layer a few steps, but the breath of the remnant soul was slightly stronger, but if you didn't feel it carefully, you could hardly detect it.

The third layer is a little stronger than the second, but it's still the same.

Soon, under the leadership of Styx, everyone went deep into the fourth layer.

The breath given to Zhao Gongming on the fourth layer is completely different, mixed with some faint evil aura in the coldness, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Xing Tian smelled this smell, and almost retched.

This smell is even worse than the smell of blood in the sea of blood, I really don't know how this ghost clan survives in such a place.

The Styx River released its breath slightly, and suddenly, the entire fourth layer of the Netherworld Sea began to violently turbulent, and countless black remnant souls flew up from all directions, wandering in mid-air, covering the sky and the sun.

"Humph!"

Styx snorted softly, exuding a faint coercion from all over his body.

"Buzz!"

The immeasurable remnant soul, with a high-pitched hum, spread out in all directions, forming a vacuum with the River Styx as the center.

These remnant souls already have a faint karma on their bodies, but they are still very thin, although they don't have much wisdom, but in front of the River Styx, they are still greatly suppressed like a mouse seeing a cat.

A hint of disgust flashed in Styx's eyes, and it was clear that he didn't like these ghosts.

"Hou Tu Daoyou, do you want me to accompany you to continue?"

Hou Tu smiled, "No need, I'm already familiar with the Netherworld, please take care of the Styx River friends." ”

Styx smiled, "Okay, then I'll leave first." ”

Halfway through, he suddenly turned around again, "Don't forget that three percent luck." ”

Before, the three thousand years of the Nine Heavens had been handed over to the River Styx.

"I've already made a Heavenly Dao oath, why aren't the Styx Dao friends still not at ease?"

Houtu frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

"Isn't this a reminder to the Daoists, I'm afraid that the Daoists will forget?"

Styx smiled brightly, his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared into the Netherworld in an instant.

Houtu shook his head, "This guy from Styx is really unprofitable, no wonder he lives alone in the sea of blood, and he can't get out easily." ”

Zhao Gongming said with a smile, "Uncle Shi, the Netherworld Sea is divided into eighteen layers, I heard that the strength of the ghost clan on each layer is stronger than that of the upper layer, why don't we go directly to the eighteenth layer to have a look?" ”

"It's fine."

Hou Tu bowed slightly, his eyes flashed with mystery, and from the moment he entered the Netherworld, he felt a touch of unusualness.

The entire Netherworld Sea seemed to be shrouded by an indescribable rule of heaven and earth, continuously attracting the remnants of the desolate world to gather once.

Hou Tu waved his hand, and the supreme quasi-holy mana enveloped Zhao Gongming and Xingtian, and then fled to the bottom of the Netherworld.

Each time you go deeper into a layer, the cold aura around you will be a new level.

After waiting to the fifteenth layer, the aura emitted made Zhao Gongming feel uncomfortable, and the layers of cold qi seeped into the bone marrow, and he could only use mana to expel it from his body.

Soon, the group entered the eighteenth layer of the Netherworld.

As far as the eye can see, there is a darker, more lonely, more icy water, and five tall black peaks stand in the bottomless water, exuding the breath of a majestic shore.

The ghostly aura of the forest lingered on the five huge peaks, as if it was about to swallow them all.

Xing Tian couldn't help but shudder, "Okay, it's a cold breath"

The Wu Clan, the thickness of qi and blood, and the unparalleled desolation in the world, can make the big man of Xingtian shiver, which can be seen how cold the eighteenth layer of the Netherworld Sea is.

"Taozhi Mountain, Luofu Mountain, Hatsuka Mountain, Baoqian Mountain, Luoyu Mountain, these are the names of those five mountains."

Zhao Gongming's eyes swept and said.

"Since this mountain has a name, it must have an owner."

"Wu Clan, come and meet the Nethersea Ghost Clan."

Hou Tu's thoughts moved, and the quasi-holy aura tilted outward slightly.

"Whoa!"

In an instant, the evil aura and ghost qi in the entire eighteenth layer of the Netherworld Sea began to riot!

Soon, even the five mountains in the endless pitch-black sea began to shake slightly, carrying the sea water with them, setting off monstrous waves.

Taozhi Mountain, Luofu Mountain, Hatzuka Mountain, Baoqian Mountain, Luoyu Mountain, each walked out of a tall figure.

Dressed in black clothes, tall, with a cape, ordinary facial features, not ugly, not beautiful, only eyes, the whole body is gray-white, and the body exudes a faint fluctuation of the law.

"Witch."

The voices of the five people were hoarse, as if for a while, they couldn't even think of what the witch clan was.

After a long pause, the five of them said, "I remember that there is no contact between my ghost clan and the Wu clan. ”

Hou Tu smiled, and didn't say what he meant, but smiled, "Dare to ask the names of the five Taoist friends?" ”

Houtu has extremely strong eyesight, and he can see at a glance that the five people are all monks at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The leader pondered for a moment, and then answered honestly.

"My name is Yu Lei, I live in Taozhi Mountain, this is Du Ziren, I live in Luofu Mountain, this is Zhao Wenhe, I live in Manzuka Mountain, this is Zhou Qi, I live in Baoqian Mountain; This is Zhang Heng, who lives in Luoyu Mountain.

(End of chapter)