Chapter 172: Yin Barracks in the Ghost City of Xudu
Led by Su Musha, the four of them are all old demons who broke the ban on the inheritance and jumped into a dry well that has survived for eternity.
This is the entrance to the legacy.
The moment they jumped in, Su Musha and the four of them changed their faces.
Instead of falling straight down, everyone felt the void fluctuations.
Even among these fluctuations, they had crossed at least seven teleportation formations.
Heaven is pitiful, fortunately, these teleportation formations have been eroded by the eons of time, and they can still operate as usual, if they are not careful, Su Musha and the others are likely to be directly shattered by the void turbulence.
Until he fell to the ground somewhere, Su Musha had palpitations.
Standing up in a hurry, the four of them observed the world that had descended.
It was dim and dull, and a cool breeze blew, accompanied by a cold and rich yin air.
Almost at the same time, Su Musha and Yongquan Sanren looked at each other.
The former practiced the "Hundred Ghost Jinglun", and the latter practiced the Huangquan Dao, and they were very sensitive to this breath fluctuation.
Spirited.
This is an extremely precious kind of evil qi for ghost monks, and they can even use exercises to exhale and improve the origin of the divine soul.
But at this moment, Su Musha and Yongquan Sanren did not act blindly.
It was because they recognized the evil spirit in the wind that they were able to determine where this place was.
Netherworld, drunken ghosts.
There are only two places in the world where the spirit of the ghost can be so strong that it dances with the wind.
However, the legendary Netherworld has not been seen for thousands of years, and it is said that the Five Elements and Three Realms, the Netherworld, no longer belong to the human world, even if it is the ghost flower mother-in-law, she can only barely hook up the phantom of the underworld, and cannot enter the underworld.
It is rumored that even if the strongest Avatar Dao Jun rashly enters the underworld, he will encounter accidents, and he will be accompanied by ominous in his later years.
If they also inexplicably broke into the underworld......
Su Musha's face was a little ugly again.
With their current cultivation realm, it is very likely that they will not even be able to find a way back, and in the end, they will be helplessly assimilated by the evil spirit and turned into a ghostly ghost.
In particular, monks such as Su Musha and Yongquan Sanren, who have a great connection with the ghost path, will definitely be the first to be targeted.
Even the Blood Corpse Daoist changed his face, he practiced the Ancient Dao method of chasing corpses, and the death qi on his body was the most dignified.
All in all, if this place is a netherworld mansion, these four people who practice the Demon Dao Exercises will definitely have no good end.
I don't know how many ghostly creatures will treat them as a meal on a plate.
Yongquan Sanren, although his face was equally ugly, stretched out his palm, pressed it to the ground, and only got up again after a while.
"This place is not a netherworld, and the Yellow Springs are so thin that I can hardly feel it. ”
This is an expert in this way, and Su Musha and the others are relieved.
"Don't sit still, go ahead and find your way. ”
After all, they were all ruthless people in the past, and they quickly calmed down in this treacherous world, and the four of them guarded separately, gradually probing towards the depths of the yin wind.
It was dark all around, and there were all kinds of divine light flashing in the eyes of the four people, this was the scene of the magic eye being exerted to the limit, and in the depths of Su Musha's pupils, there was also a purple light flashing.
But even so, the four of them couldn't see too much, as if even their vision was blocked by the yin wind.
Along the way, beyond the dark dead silence, there was only the sound of the wind blowing.
After walking like this for a long time, even the wind gradually became much quieter.
The horizon is gradually broadening.
Until a certain point, the four of them seemed to have stepped over some barrier.
There is nothing in front of you anymore.
As far as the eye can see, between the dark heaven and the earth, is a wide black camp.
The camp stretches for nearly 10,000 miles, all over the land, and in the center, there is an ancient banner hanging on it, on which two ghost seals are written——
Xudu.
Yongquan Sanren's voice sounded, "This is the Yin Barracks of the Ghost Snake in the Sacred Capital!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this place was not a netherworld, nor a drunken capital, but a Yin soldier camp.
The next person who spoke was the Blood Corpse Daoist, this was the former Daoist of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect, and his knowledge was likely to be above Su Musha.
"I once read the classics of the three ancient times, which had a few words, once wrote, in ancient times there were top strong people, known as the nine heavens and ten earths only me, one day, the strongest person traveled, but suddenly stopped in a certain place, stopped for seven days, before continuing to move forward, there are strong disciples asked why, the strongest man only said four words - Yin soldiers borrowed the way. ”
This is a very old legend, the existence of the strongest is already a terrifying existence standing in the long river of time, and the strength is beyond everyone's imagination.
But even such a terrifying monk, known as the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, is the only one, but he chose to retreat because of the Yin Soldier's excuse.
Clearly and simply, Su Musha could feel the chill behind him.
Yin Soldier.
No one had seen it.
But the existence that can make the ancient strongest stop, their camp, is in front of them.
Are they still alive? Do they still exist in time?
Or, that Yin soldier borrowed the way, which represented this group of terrifying beings crossing the void, carrying out a migration, a wandering?
Now they may have left their homeland and are not within the Three Realms?
In an instant, many possibilities turned in Su Musha's mind.
"Let's go, let's see. ”
Yongquan Sanren couldn't help but wanted to find out, but everyone hesitated slightly, but they did not object.
Regardless of the outcome, it is likely that there are no more Yin soldiers in the camp.
Otherwise, when the four of them first appeared in this world, they were destined to be detected by the Yin soldiers and then obliterated.
"This ......"
They approached, and finally even dared to enter the camp.
The sight in front of them made them gasp.
Even Su Musha's eyelids jumped wildly, as if he saw the ominousness of the eons ago.
The Yin soldiers never left, never left the camp, or in other words, they could never leave the camp again.
Even though it has been eroded by the power of time, Su Musha can already feel the tough texture of these Yin soldier corpses, which used to be copper-skinned and iron-like, invulnerable and terrifying, but was pierced through the chest by a bronze spear, and then nailed to the ground.
Either the bronze feather arrow pierced the center of the eyebrows, or the body was shattered by a knife......
As far as the eye can see, it is a scene of the tragic death of the Yin soldiers.
It was as if this was not a barracks of the underworld, but a netherworld hell.
This is an extremely terrifying existence in ancient times, and no one knows exactly what happened.
What kind of opponent is it that allows such an existence to die tragically in the camp.
No one knows what they have faced.
Suddenly, a dark wind blew in the distance.
"Poof—poof—"
The corpses of the Yin soldiers in front of them blew by the wind like this, collapsing into powder, and turning into dust with the wind, along with the black tent and the ancient flags, all turned into powder.
Everything seemed to be an illusion......