Under the leadership of Li Ya, the group soon came to the real Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.

It was a deep cave surrounded by mountain ranges, and the yin qi gathered below was almost enough to isolate all realizations, as long as he took a breath here, it would be like swallowing the crane top red for those who were not deeply cultivated, Yao Chong had not had the Chongming Sword body made of meteorite iron enriched with light elements, plus the innate bloodline talent of the Nine Tails, he would have died when he was hunted down into this place.

The current spiritual power of the Northern Meditation Cultivator has not yet been able to operate freely, and it is difficult for the Heavenly Humanity to truly make a pure land in this place full of filth, relying on Wei Sheng to support a purification barrier, the mountain road of the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves is quite rugged, and this road is bumpy and bumpy, making him unable to sit even in a wheelchair.

This Yuhuayuan's wheelchair is good for everything, but the fragrance seems to be a little strong, which makes him feel lazy unconsciously, this calming effect is the right medicine for Ye Xinglu, he really doesn't like it very much.

Coming to the top of the deep cave, Ming Dao once again summoned a cloud of ink, enveloping them, and the group slowly drifted down, on the way, there were still many ghosts that did not have a long memory, Ming Dao was too lazy to entangle with them, and splashed the spirit ink, every bit of spirit ink was a sharp sword, and there was no ghost that could get close to them.

After a while, they had come to the depths of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, which was full of purple-black cliffs and stone peaks, and the Yin Qi had almost formed a complete entity, if they stayed in this place for too long, even the ninth-order peak powerhouses were afraid that they would leave some sequelae, which was also why many cultivators would rather go to some ruins or something like that to find an opportunity, rather than go to this Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to take a look, although the rumors of the evil sword were recorded hundreds of years ago, but to take such a big risk to take an evil sword that was only in the legend, it was really not a good deal, and only Fang Chengyu and Fang ChengyiThis pair of brothers who defected from the Holy Pavilion chose to come to explore under the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave when they urgently needed the strength to deal with the Holy Pavilion, but they still did not take out the evil sword.

When the Northern Cultivators walked in the depths of the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, they easily saw the legendary evil sword.

Compared with the legendary peerless fierce sword that commanded the ghosts, this evil sword is pitiful now, the sword body is full of mottled cracks, and the yin qi lingers, but it can't be condensed into a solid state, and it seems that it may be broken at any time.

Ming Dao sighed and bowed slightly to the evil sword.

After nearly a thousand years of wind and frost, almost no one knows that this sword was once not an evil sword, but the same as the Chongming sword, a sword that really has a bright core, and it is said that it will not be a holy sword, it was originally left here by an ancient power, responsible for suppressing the evil qi here, but with the passage of time, it was gradually assimilated by this ten thousand ghost caves, completely occupied by the yin qi, and no longer the light of the year, but the evil qi was further enhanced because of the annihilation of the breath of light. The last trace of clarity it retained was probably to protect the consciousness of the sword spirit Ji Wei that it had snatched, and it did not completely degenerate into an irrational existence like the ghosts here.

Now that Ji Xiao has been away from it for many years, it has finally become a complete evil, but thinking about it at the last moment, it should also be relieved.

Otherwise, now it can rely on its fierce instincts to turn this ten thousand ghost caves into a real human purgatory, instead of being like now, even its own sword body cannot be preserved.

If it was possible, he wanted it to be able to get out of this gloomy ghost sea like Ji Xiao, but after Long Yao came down to negotiate the conditions with Ji Xiao, he didn't do anything about this sword, and Yao Chong didn't receive any obstacles when he took Ji Xiao away.

Ming Dao was a little emotional, a little spiritual ink poured out from his fingertips, and he wrote a rune under the evil sword, and immediately said, "Let's go." ”

That rune was useless, even if he wanted to exorcise evil here, there would always be infinite spiritual power in the rune, and it would inevitably be completely eroded and occupied by the evil qi like this sword after all.

This is the tribute he left for this sword, even if it is without it, the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave will be the appearance of this group of demons dancing wildly, and it has been here for nearly a thousand years after all.

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The reason why the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave has become a place of ten thousand ghosts and grievances has little to do with the rumored army buried here, even if the army is really wiped here, it is just to add a layer of nourishment to the already yin place. As a place where even the ghost cultivators in the evil path dare not come casually, the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave naturally has its special features, and its true appearance is the only place connecting the underworld and the yang.

According to the record of Wen Xingyao's notes left in the stargazing map, there is a boundary between life and death, and the appearance of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave is already a discovery that surprised him, so he did not hesitate to enter the depths of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to explore, and finally found the way to the underworld, after years of investigation, he finally determined that whether it is the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave or the underworld below the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, it is actually a special zone where life and death are intertwined, and the creatures in these two areas are mixed between life and death, and they may be living creatures, but they are only one foot away from real death. It is not so much that the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves are the connection between the underworld and the yang, but that it is because the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves exist in the world for unknown reasons that the underworld appeared in the underworld, forming the legendary world with its own country in the public perception, that is, the underworld in the narrow sense.

The real underworld, out of these underworld people living between life and death and many other small races in the same situation, there is also an area that really communicates life and death, just outside the underworld, in detail, Ming Dao when he was a child flipping through the stargazing map Chinese star notes, there should always be some ghosts and strange tales, until before the battle in Momei Mountain Villa, after the Northern Hades explained to him about the sharp teeth, he really regarded that notebook as a historical record or something. 62

Wen Xingyao is close to a thousand years of immortal life, I don't know how many books and how many notes have been left, according to what the master said back then, the patriarch likes to travel the world, explore those strange things, for those books and notes left in the process, just tidying up has to make a lot of space, those notes are placed in a conspicuous place, obviously in the heart of the ancestor or master, it is more important, and they always need to see it for their younger disciples.

Ming Dao is the one who reads the most notes, and now he is also caught by the Northern Immortal Cultivator to come into contact with the underworld, this may be an inevitability?

Ming Dao thought about it while urging Lingmo to protect everyone, although Wei Sheng also had the strength to isolate the yin qi of ghosts and monsters, but his senior brother and husband were still there, how could he let her bear these disgusting things?

Sharp Fang's footsteps stalled in front of a cavern.

It was not so much a cave as a cave that had been buried after it had collapsed, and countless purple and black stones were piled up in between, and only the blocked cavern beneath these things could only be faintly seen. Li Ya stretched out his pale hand, and with a stroke of his fingers, a drop of pitch-black blood fell, and as the blood landed, the yin qi around the cave suddenly began to stir, and finally converged on the drop of blood, forming the figure of an old man.

If you don't look at the color of his skin, he is no different from an ordinary old man, but with his pale skin and slightly distorted facial features, no matter how you look at it, it makes people panic.

If Yuan Xue was in this environment, I am afraid that she would already be frightened.

Bei Mingxiu smiled in his heart and arched his hand: "High Priest of the Underworld, look up for a long time. ”

From the mouth of the fangs, he had heard a lot about the high priest. When the Four Princes rose up, he was one of the first to follow his right-hand man, although he was not good at fighting, but he had a very high attainment in the art of resisting ghosts in the underworld, both his friend and his teacher on the ghost path, and even the successful condensation of the Demon Xuan Spirit also had his share of credit, after the unfortunate death of the four princes who flew to the world, he should have been in charge of the affairs of the underworld, just waiting for the return of the four princes.

It's a pity, there are no scum left who have died here, and even the Demon Xuanluo was divided and condensed by Fang Chengyu and Fang Chengyi, and finally fell into his body, the legendary Four Princes have become history after all.

As for the faint restlessness of the fallen yuan in his body, now he can completely suppress it with just a distraction, and it is inseparable from the time when he was seriously injured and unconscious, which is a blessing in disguise.

The High Priest of the Underworld looked at him with the eyes of a dead fish, and when he saw the wheelchair for the first time, his wrinkled face was twisted in one place, and only after a while did he say, "Northern Immortal Prince, what does this mean?"

"We fought a big battle with the Holy Pavilion, which can be regarded as a narrow victory, and it is not so quick to recover from our injuries. Bei Ming Xiu smiled faintly and said, "I believe that the high priest has known about this matter for a long time." ”

The high priest said indifferently: "There are words in the words, this is the sincerity you say?"

"As I said, I will be sincere to your underworld, but this sincerity must first be established without conspiracy. Bei Mingxiu glanced at Liya and said, "Liya failed to return in time, isn't it the handiwork of the underworld? In your opinion, or if I die, your four princes will be able to occupy my body and be reborn?"

"I'm sorry, this point, neither now nor in the future, there is no possibility, this depravity is completely under my control, believe me, it is useless for you to continue to do things. ”

Ming Dao's brows furrowed, and he sneered: "I said, how can anyone dare to keep an eye on us, it turns out that the hand of the underworld has been stretched so long." ”

The high priest's voice suddenly became much more indifferent: "According to the Northern Immortal Prince, how to solve this matter?"

Bei Mingxiu smiled: "Let's talk about business first, compared to the four princes, I believe that the survival of the underworld is the most important thing for Your Excellency." ”