Chapter 185: The Dead Warrior in the Netherworld

If those madmen really got into the trials of the Martial God Tower, then how did they cover up the eyes and ears of the Qishan Sect? You must know that as the number one sect in the world, all kinds of strength are deeply hidden, even the Elder of the Mountain Protection Huang Quan is close to the peak of the Martial Venerable, not to mention the sect master and those Supreme Elders who are hidden in the dark.

Being able to infiltrate the Martial God Pagoda under the eyes of so many strong people, it seems that these cult people who believe in Yamadarsa still have some unknown skills.

"The magic of this prohibition is really extraordinary, but the person who laid the prohibition should not have gone far, and there will be some danger inside. ā€

Hua Beiqing waved the sleeves of his robe, and did not feel the slightest pride in what he had done, and after frowning and analyzing, he turned to Bai Yang and said: "Next, I will build yƬ, divide the troops, you and I will each take some people into the mountain gorge, if there is any abnormality, we will use this fireworks as a signal to communicate with each other." ā€

"But if you encounter an invincible danger, and you divide your forces and move, won't you lose a great deal of combat strength?"

One of the disciples was puzzled, but raised his own objections.

In fact, he was just afraid that after Bai Yang and Hua Bieqing split their troops, if they met the master who set the ban, they could protect themselves, but they couldn't divide their minds to protect them.

And his words also expressed the worries of most of the people present.

Hua Beiqing glanced at him, and then said lightly: "Dividing the troops is just something that cannot be done, if we act together, the target is too huge, and it is easy for that person to take advantage of the loophole, and then the casualties among you may be even more tragic than the soldiers." ā€

Bai Yang agreed: "However, our troops are divided into two ways and move forward separately, and before we reach that destination, we may avoid that mysterious powerhouse and avoid unnecessary casualties." ā€

The questioning disciple was silent for a moment, and finally acquiesced in the idea of dividing the troops.

The others heard Hua Beiqing and Bai Yang's explanation, and they didn't have too many doubts.

Because if they want to get benefits, they must obey and follow behind Bai Yang and Hua Bi Lu to get what they want, otherwise with their strength, it will be difficult to go to the depths of the mountain gorge at all.

Of course, those sects that have already thought about fishing in troubled waters and finally reaping the benefits of fishermen will not be mentioned.

Although Bai Yang didn't pay attention to these, for those who had ghosts in their hearts, he could see at a glance what they were thinking.

In the end, Hua Beiqing and Bai Yang each took a group of disciples and walked towards the depths of the mountain gorge.

There are countless entrances to this mountain gorge, and the one Bai Yang chose is naturally the one he entered when he fled with Zhu Yuan before.

After entering it, Bai Yang and Zhu Yuan exchanged glances, and Zhu Yuan understood and began to retract the marks she had left earlier along the way.

This is a habit that the clansmen of the Wolf Warrior Clan must have, leaving marks on a road of escape, firstly, so that the clansmen can find them as soon as possible when they are rescued, and secondly, there is also the possibility of preventing them from losing their way when they come again next time.

There are all kinds of marks left by Zhuyuan here, Bai Yang is not afraid that he will get lost, but he is a little worried in his heart, who is the strong man who set the ban.

"Prison King, it seems that you have a certain understanding of the guy who set the ban. ā€

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Bai Yang's heart, and the owner of this voice was none other than Lin Yuanjun, who was ten steps behind him.

Bai Yang had already seen the powerful ability of the Martial Venerable powerhouse to directly transmit the sound of the heart, so he was not surprised, but replied: "When I traveled abroad, I saw some strange people, this group of people believed in an evil god named Yan Darsa, and it was well-organized, it seemed to be an ancient cult. In that prohibition just now, I sensed the evil power that belonged to Yamadarsa, and I suspected that this person was most likely a member of the cult. ā€

"Oh, Yamadarsa? I've heard of it. Lin Yuanjun was slightly interested, and said: "When I came to this world with the first king before, I also saw the strong people in this world everywhere, that Yan Darsa seemed to be just a master of the martial arts realm at that time, but later he accidentally broke through to the holy realm, and he was able to sit on an equal footing with the first king, but well, his strength was more than a star and a half worse than the first king." ā€

When Bai Yang heard this, his heart moved slightly: "Could it be that the former generation of the Prison King belonged to the powerful beings in the True Saint Realm?"

Lin Yuanjun's tone was respectful, and he said with a hint of pride: "Of course, even the True Saint Realm is divided into strong and weak, the difference between the Initial Realm, the Middle Realm, the Extreme Realm and the Peak Realm is very different. That guy named Yan Darsa is at most just a true saint powerhouse in the middle realm, and the first king is a true saint powerhouse in the extreme realm, only one step away from the peak, if he hadn't been worried about trivial matters in the clan at that time, he would have already reached the peak realm and spied on the legendary avenue of the gods. ā€

"I see, but even so, the power left by Yamadarsa is quite huge, although it has been destroyed and disintegrated once in the primeval period, but now this group of people seems to have other plans, I stopped them once, this group of people must also hold a grudge, this trip is inevitably not to take revenge on me. Bai Yang said: "If you really come to avenge me, I am fearless, but with so many people around me, I am afraid that he will not do anything with me and turn to deal with the people around me." ā€

"That's your weakness, and of course, it's proof that you're a Prison King. ā€

Lin Yuanjun said with a smile: "A king must always keep kindness in his heart, and he must do his best to protect his people, relatives and friends." If a king is greedy for life and fears death, and only covets his own little glory and wealth, or the road to eternal life, and disregards the lives of relatives, friends, and subjects, then the destruction of this kingdom will be sooner or later. ā€

"For thousands of years, countless great countries have been defeated at the hands of faint kings and tyrants, and those peaceful homes forged by the blood of warriors have also been destroyed in the hands of one person, if there is no weakness in a person's heart, iron and blood are ruthless, he is only suitable to be a qualified warrior, but not a leader who leads the people. ā€

Lin Yuanjun looked at Bai Yang: "Therefore, it is wise for the first king to choose you to inherit this position." ā€

"I hope so. Bai Yang smiled bitterly, inexplicably feeling that the pressure on his shoulders was a little heavier.

"Bai Yang, there is a boulder barricade in front of me, I'm afraid it's a little weird. ā€

Suddenly, after Lin Feng, who was exploring the path ahead, came back, he said with a slightly solemn expression.

Hearing this, Bai Yang raised his palm and asked everyone to slow down, while he followed Lin Feng to the front to explore.

Sure enough, a boulder appeared at some point in front of me, and there was a smooth cut on the top of the boulder, which was obviously cut directly by a sharp weapon, without any traces of mud and water.

Lin Feng and Bai Yang glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The cut in the stone obviously carried an extremely powerful sword intent.

This shows that the stone was cut down by a swordsman.

So who is this person and what is his purpose?

Just when the two of them were shocked, a sword light pierced through from behind the stone and directly smashed the boulder!

"Be careful!"

Bai Yang drew his sword and pushed Lin Feng away, and with a move of drunken moon wind bones, he proudly started it, and wherever the sword light went, he was all blind!

The two sword lights collided in the air, the dazzling light exploded, and the aftermath was huge, Lin Feng was pushed away by Bai Yang, but at this time, he was swept away by this residual power, and floated up again, quite wolf-like to stop his body.

He looked up and saw a black-clothed swordsman appear where the boulder Fang Cai was, with a strange face towel on his face, and his eyes were as calm as death, Fang Cai's sword was obviously issued by him.

Bai Yang held the blue sky and snow in his hand, looked at the visitor, and felt an unusual death intent, and his heart was even more inexplicable.

But at this moment, the master spoke: "Boy, beware, this person is the 'dead' who escaped from the netherworld. ā€

"What's that?"

"Unlike the dead beings resurrected by the power of the Great Sorcery, the deceased are the Nether warriors whose bodies have long since died, but whose souls have been sealed in their bodies by a secret method, and their power comes from the mysterious Netherworld, which is the true immortal and immortal horror being. The master's voice was a little shocked, "I can't imagine that the Senluo Temple can even create this kind of dead, as long as this guy's soul is immortal, those guardian forces in the Netherworld can't find him, he will never die." ā€

"Immortal warrior?" Bai Yang looked at the black-clothed swordsman and suddenly felt a headache: "Then isn't there no way to defeat him?"

"No, the dead in the Netherworld are strange beings who violate the laws of the Netherworld, and if the battle between you is discovered by the guardian of the Netherworld, he will be captured back to the dark world of the dead. ā€

Juggernaut said: "Of course, the success rate of this method is very small, and there is another possibility that you can destroy his soul." ā€

The move of destroying the soul may not be possible even if it is a strong martial artist.

Because there is a line between life and death, and the vitality has been cut off, then the netherworld space of death is the only place for the soul, and the martial arts powerhouse cannot change this fact, so if you want to destroy the soul, you must at least have the ability of the true holy realm.

Just when Bai Yang had a headache, the swordsman from the Senluo Temple had already taken off the face towel from his face, revealing a pale and vicissitudes of life.

He looked at Bai Yang with both eyes, squinting slightly, as if he was reminiscing about Fang Cai's drunken moon wind bones, and finally said with nostalgia: "Yu Xuanming, are you still alive now?"

Bai Yang's heart froze, "Do you know Yu Xuanming's senior?"

The black-clothed swordsman smiled: "I don't know, I am still his defeated soldier, and that self-defeating challenge made me lose my sword, and along with the dignity that belongs to the swordsman, I lost to him. ā€