Tan Shan's mouth murmured, and his face was full of tenderness.

This exquisite jade pendant was given to him by Zhuo Qian'er before Tan Shan set off, and on Zhuo Qian'er's body, there was an identical jade pendant engraved with the word 'mountain'.

Half a month......

Tan Shan put away the jade pendant, and his eyes once again showed the steadiness and carefulness of his usual life, although the caravan led by Tan Shan still had about half a month to get out of the ink soil, but this could not alleviate the uneasiness in Tan Shan's heart at all.

Because of these days, others may not be able to notice, but Tan Shan has already discovered that the nonexistent gaze around the caravan has become more and more aggressive these days.

Tan Shan didn't understand, if the Three Corpses Sect really dared to attack the Immortal Mu Pavilion caravan, why did they delay in seeing movement, but instead kept secretly following him as if they were spying?

Tan Shan needs to be the leader of this caravan these days to make everyone less nervous, but he himself is spending his days in vigilance and worry all the time.

With a deep sigh of relief, Tan Shan closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows vigorously with his right hand, slightly relieved his fatigue in recent days, and then changed into a big grin, walked out of the tent, and walked towards a few people around the bonfire.

After a while, there was a burst of laughter......

The laughter, through the layers of tents, reached the ears of the merchants in the caravan who could not sleep, and reassured these merchants.

......

Ink soil, in fact, is a collective name for two parts.

In the entire southern region of Nuoda, most of the apprentices are ink-colored, which is different from the ink-colored land of Thundering Mountain in the Western Regions, which is formed because there are too many active volcanic eruptions, which have been covered by volcanic ash over the years.

But in the entire southern region of Nuoda, no one knows how its ink soil was formed, as if this land was born with this black color.

And the large area of land south of the central area is also known as ink soil.

The ink soil here is darker and more incomprehensible than the vast land of the southern regions.

The reason why I am puzzled is because south of the central domain, in this large piece of land, there are very few Xiuzhen families and cities, and the fundamental reason is that the two top evil vein forces are rooted in the ink soil.

The Three Corpses Sect and the Void Sect, one in the southwest and the other in the southeast, crisscrossed the two major forces, occupying nearly two-thirds of the southern ink soil.

The area of the Void Sect in the southeast region is fine, the cities and villages are fairly even, but the southwest region that belongs to the Three Corpses Sect is very different.

Within the scope of the Three Corpses Sect, there is almost no grass growing in the vast expanse of ink land, not to mention the city, and not even a small village does not exist, as if this land has been cursed.

There are even rumors that all living creatures, whether they are monks or mortals, or even demon beasts, as long as they reach the ink soil in the chassis of the Three Corpses Sect, they will have inexplicable hallucinations, and then they will be immortal and unable to extricate themselves.

There were many curious monks who had never returned since the moment they stepped into the realm of the Three Corpses Sect.

This also made this strange rumor about the Three Corpses Sect more and more mysterious and terrifying.

......

At this moment, in the southwest Motu Mountains, there is a large existence like an underground palace.

This dungeon connects the entire Motu Mountains, and it is impossible to estimate where its size can spread.

Inside the underground palace, there is a huge and indescribable hall, this hall is extremely high, giving people an incomparably wide feeling, and in the main hall, it is scattered, standing nine figures hidden in black robes.

The position of these nine black-robed people is extremely exquisite.

The nine of them stood in a row, slightly curved, as if they were standing around something, but nothing could be seen here.

Under the feet of the nine people, all of them stepped on a cloud of smoke-like things, and from the smoke-like things, from time to time, a trace of chewing sound emanated, which made people sound creepy.

"White corpse, I heard that these days, you have accepted a disciple. ”

Among the nine people, there was a slightly tall black-robed man, who spoke in a low voice at this moment, and his voice was like a bell, extremely penetrating, echoing repeatedly in this great hall.

Called the 'white corpse' by the tall black-robed man, it is a black-robed man at the end of the left side, this black-robed man is of average stature and is not prominent, but his eyes hidden in the black-robed are particularly eye-catching.

These eyes are a pair of different pupils, there are no pupils, the whole is a dark red eyeball, on the eyeball, there is occasionally a bulging trace, as if there is a worm crawling through the inside of the eyeball.

"His name is Zhong Yuanju, a disciple of Pan Lihai of the Southern Regions Branch, a few months ago, he stepped into my jurisdiction alone, his soul is very delicious, what, bronze corpse, you want to taste it too?"

The tall black-robed man, named Bronze Corpse, heard the words of the white corpse, the eyes of the bronze corpse increased in vain, and the corners of his mouth were cracked and smiled, the corners of his mouth could be split to the root of his ear.

"Boom...... No need, you can keep it for yourself, the deity is just asking, the deity prefers the soul of the demon beast to the soul of the monk......"

After the bronze corpse finished speaking, it cracked open into its big mouth at the base of its ear, and let out a strange smile, and the smoke-like thing under its feet suddenly let out a terrible scream.

The white corpse narrowed his eyes, but he didn't speak, but snorted coldly, as if he was a little unaccustomed to the way the bronze corpse ravaged the food under his feet.

"Enough, you two be quiet, and don't be distracted during the sacrifice. ”

At this moment, a black-robed man in the middle of the nine people spoke in a deep voice, reprimanding the white corpse and the bronze corpse, and no one dared to answer his words.

After a while, the black-robed man standing in the middle took a step forward, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and grabbed the void in front of him, grabbing a huge coffin from the center of the arc where the nine people were standing in an arc.

After the coffin appeared, the whole hall was surrounded by mysteries, and it seemed that there were thousands of mourning souls crying.

"Corpse King, please!"

The black-robed man in the center flashed with a gleam in his eyes, his hands snapped and his mouth uttered a strange note.

"Corpse King, please!"

The other eight black-robed people all made the same move, clapping their hands one after another, and silently chanting the three words "please corpse king" in their mouths......

Suddenly, the earth shook and the sky shook, and in the huge coffin that was summoned, a black gas slowly emerged, this black gas was corpse qi, extremely rotten, as if it had existed for a supreme time.

Black gas diffused from the cracks in the coffin, and gradually conjured up a figure in front of the nine people.

It was a back, I couldn't see what it looked like, it was extremely tall, it didn't look like a normal human, it was four feet tall, like a giant.

The giant's body was filled with black air, and there were faces on the exposed body parts...... A painful face that opens and closes its mouth as if it is roaring, as if begging for mercy!

The moment this giant appeared, the nine black-robed people immediately knelt down, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.

"See the Corpse King!!"

The nine looked fanatical, but they didn't dare to look up.

After being silent for a long time, the giant standing in the center still did not look back, but opened his mouth faintly.

"How about making a little fuss about you. ”

The black-robed man in the middle of the nine replied immediately.

"Return to the Corpse King, the Void Sect has everything under control, just wait for the Corpse King's order, the large and small caravans near the south have also plundered a lot, and now the ten major forces in the central domain except for Donglai Island are all dissatisfied with my Three Corpse Sect. ”

The giant nodded slightly, as if in thought.

"Don't go too far, grasp the boundaries, you can make a move on the Xianmu Pavilion appropriately, the days in the immortal world are a little boring, the meaning of the alliance between my Three Corpse Sect and that side is almost discussed, and when the time comes, it is not too late to start a war." ”

When the nine black-robed people heard this, their pupils suddenly shrank.

The meaning of the Corpse King is to allow them to attack the caravan of the Xianmu Pavilion, so can it be understood that in the Immortal Realm, the contradiction between the Three Corpse Sects and the Xianmu Pavilion is already very deep?

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man in the center, and he tentatively opened his mouth.

"Dare to ask the Corpse King, where is the Void Sect?"

The Corpse King smiled softly, his thick hands behind his back, and the painful faces on his arms distorted instantly, but he couldn't say a word.

"Let the delusion go first, and when the matter in the upper realm is basically over, this king will personally go to refine the three corpses of the vain sect master. ”

The Giant Corpse King was silent for a moment, thought for a moment, and then then admonished.

"Also, in this nether realm, only Donglai Island can't be moved, and the other sects and families, if necessary, will all be refined. ”

The nine looked at each other, took a deep breath, and spoke at the same time.

"Obey the Corpse King's orders!"

The Giant Corpse King nodded, and no longer told anything, the whole person turned into a wisp of black gas, and returned to the huge coffin again.

The giant coffin gradually disappeared, and the nine black-robed men were still standing in place, waiting for the black-robed man in the center to give orders.

The black-robed man in the middle of this is called luxury.

Luxury, taken from one of the three corpses, is a luxury corpse, for the Three Corpses Sect of the Nether Realm, the word luxury represents the supreme authority of the Three Corpses Sect of the Nether Realm.

In the Three Corpses Sect, only Immortals are eligible to be appointed with the name of the single word Three Corpses.

And the strongest person in the current Nether Three Corpse Sect is the black-robed man in the middle of these nine people, the Thousand Corpse Master, and the luxury.

And the other eight black-robed people are just the Hundred Corpse Masters, and the eight Hundred Corpse Masters are White, Crazy, Greedy, Copper, Sin, Geng, Cloud, and Devouring.

He was an immortal, but he didn't go to the immortal realm, he stayed in this nether realm and existed as the master of the three corpse sects in the nether realm.

For him, it was an extremely lofty praise and honor to be able to get the hand-picked of the Three Corpses Dao Gate of the Upper Realm and give him the name of the three corpses of a single word.

After watching the Giant Corpse King leave, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then turned around and glanced at the eight black-robed people of the Hundred Corpse Lords standing in front of him.

"White corpses, mad corpses, responsible for continuing to plunder the caravan, if necessary, you can attack the caravan of Xianmu Pavilion, but don't go too far. The rest of the people stared at the Void Sect, and if they made any moves, they immediately reported to the deity. ”

"Yes!"

The eight hundred corpse masters all turned into smoke and dispersed, as if what was here just now was just a projection, and in the hall of Nuoda, there was only one person here.

Extravagant frowned, narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.