As soon as the words fell, Liu Ming raised his hand again and threw out a few talismans, which were pasted on the remains in a flash, and only after seeing that it did not have the slightest forbidden reaction, he was really relieved.

He took a few steps forward, raised his arm, and grabbed directly towards the other party's lower abdomen dantian.

"Flutter".

The five fingers effortlessly sank directly into it, and when they pulled it out again, three dark beads the size of an egg suddenly appeared in the palm of the hand.

The surface of these orbs was inscribed with dense tiny runes, which fluctuated with the flow of aura, causing the surrounding void to be slightly distorted and deformed.

"Nine turns of the ghost core, or three! This person used to be a mid-stage power of the Xuanxuan!" Liu Ming was overjoyed.

As far as he knows, after the Xuan Realm Ghost Clan sits, in the position of the Dantian Spirit Sea, it will condense a nine-turn ghost core by itself, containing its lifelong essence, once the cultivation reaches the middle stage, two more will be born, if it is the late stage of the Xuan, there will be six.

At this moment, the skin of the young man's corpse in front of him withered and dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the flesh and blood were gone, and then, with a "poof", it turned into a little crystal light and disappeared.

The generation of kings who once cultivated as a mystical has finally disappeared from the world.

The so-called all things are born out of nothingness and return to nothingness, even if they have been cultivated to the mysteries, as long as they do not reach the level of immortality, they will eventually fade out of history and be gradually forgotten by the world.

Liu Ming looked at the scene in front of him, slightly stunned, but at this moment, a change protruded!

Three behemoth spiritual pressures burst out from below in an instant, and directly locked on Liu Ming's body.

Liu Ming's face changed. He took the Nine Turns Phantom Core and destroyed the Desolate True Body. Obviously, it touched the scales of the three Celestial Realm guard puppets below.

His mind turned down, and he hurriedly put away the three nine-turn ghost cores in his hand. With a pinch of the sword technique in his other hand, a purple sword light rolled out, and after wrapping himself, he immediately turned into a ball of purple light and shot upward.

"Boom"!

A cloud of purple light pierced through the roof of the temple, and the silver light flashed into the distance.

Almost at the same time that the purple light appeared, three blue rays of light shot out from the Desolate Cold Temple, and chased closely in the direction of Liu Ming's escape.

The sky was covered with huge gray snowflakes like dandelions, and the gray light on the surface condensed, turning into crystalline ice picks. From all directions, they rushed towards the four clusters of light.

……

Seven or eight days later.

Liu Ming suspended in the air with his hands upside down, looking at the boundless gray barren sand in the distance, and a trace of groan appeared on his face.

According to the map, less than half a day's journey ahead is the place where another ghost king, "Shi Kun", once sat down.

This ruin is different from the small snow-capped temple in the snowy mountains that were desolate and sat down before, and it is an extremely hidden underground ruin, but the internal structure is quite grand and complex.

Speaking of which, this Shi Kun used to be the King of the Netherworld, in the history of the Nine Netherworlds. It can be regarded as a well-known ghost king, who not only uses the dark bones to shock the nine shadows, but also recruits a lot of strong people of the dark clan to manage this dark domain in an orderly manner. The power was unparalleled at the time.

However, he was not satisfied with the status quo, and in the end, he resolutely launched a cross-domain war, wanting to annex other netherlands. As a result, when it was in the limelight, it was suddenly defeated by a mysterious person. and fled into the death of the Youwang, and the cross-domain war naturally ended.

"It seems that this Ghost King is somewhat similar to the emperor of the mortal world. has a lot of desire for power, and even built such a royal tomb for himself before he sat down. Liu Ming muttered to himself thoughtfully.

But having said that, he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt for this "underground royal tomb", and the trip to the Desolate Temple a month ago made him suffer a lot in the end.

Fortunately, he had an idea at that time, and skillfully used the snow ban and air prohibition, and turned into several phantom clones through the guò three-point hazy shadow Dafa, and then through the guò car to hide the totem aura, he got rid of the pursuit of two of the puppets. It's just that the last puppet guard launched a crazy chase after Liu Ming like an appendage, chasing for a whole day and a night, and he couldn't get rid of it completely.

In desperation, he had to take the risk of fighting with him, and finally with the help of Shanhe Zhu and the Dragon and Tiger Hell Gong, he was completely killed.

As a result, his mana was almost exhausted, and he found a hidden cave and cultivated for three days before recovering.

However, after getting three Nine-Turn Ghost Cores, these are all worth it.

Liu Ming pursed his lips and continued to fly forward expressionlessly.

……

A day later.

In a long and narrow dim hall, on the dozens of palm-sized bronze ancient lamps on both sides, the flames of bean-sized lamps flickered faintly, making the hall not pitch black.

Taking advantage of the light, it was faintly visible that there was a platform about half a foot high in the depths of the hall, on which was placed a huge coffin as black as ink, and the coffin was surrounded by layers of giant dragons as thick as a bucket and horns on the head.

The giant Jiao's eyes were closed, and it seemed to be sleeping.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin was lifted to a corner, and the black gas above was swirling, gathering for a long time, and it was impossible to see the situation inside the coffin.

In front of the coffin, there was a vague figure standing, holding a roll of jade-colored bamboo slips, looking at it seriously.

On the bamboo piece at the front of the bamboo slip, three ancient Youyou characters are written in gold lacquer, "Soul Bone Decision".

The figure is none other than Liu Ming.

This dim hall is the place where the Youwang "Shikun" sits, the eighth underground floor of the king's tomb.

The first three floors of this royal tomb had been broken into before it entered, and the prohibition inside had almost been destroyed, and now it has become a nest of ghosts.

Starting from the fourth layer, there are many strange prohibitions on each layer, such as the ghost soldier array condensed by yin sand, the prohibition full of the aura of the underworld, the phantom killing array that makes people fall into endless killing, and so on.

Most of the prohibitions have a lot of deterrent power for the ghost creatures of the ghost race, but for Liu Ming, who is a human race and has strong mental power, it did not cause any trouble.

According to the Yin Flow map, this eighth layer is where Shi Kun's body is stored, and the corpse that has been sleeping for many years is entrenched next to the coffin, and it is no less than in the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, so when Liuyin came here, he did not provoke this ghost for a book that he did not use.

Liu Ming, under the blessing of the secret technique of the car plague totem in the Dacheng realm, did not wake up the corpse, and quietly took the things in the coffin, and was naturally overjoyed

"It seems that this Soul Bone Determination is slightly different from what I got from the Qing Spirit before. Liu Ming withdrew his divine sense from the bamboo slip in his hand and muttered.

Although he had only glanced at it in a hurry just now, he found that this entire book of laws seemed to be a little more mysterious.

After Liu Ming put away the bamboo slips, he glanced at the coffin again, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

According to this Yin Flow, this royal tomb has a total of nine layers, and it is said that this ninth layer contains a large number of real treasures that Shi Kun brought into the death of the Youwang back then, and the entrance should be under the coffin.

However, Yin Current is clearly marked on the map, even if you cultivate to the Xuan, don't try to step into the ninth layer.

Now that he has not found the entrance to the ninth floor, he has obtained a full set of dark bone recipes, so he naturally doesn't want to take any more risks.

Next, Liu Ming didn't stop here, so he left this dim hall and returned the same way.

He already had a deep understanding of the endless prohibitions of the Death of the Hidden King, so he was cautious along the way, and he had no intention of exploring other places.

More than ten days later, Liu Ming returned safely to the center of the Death of the Hidden King, the entrance to the huge black valley.

At this moment, Taniguchi was empty, and the yin current did not appear.

Calculating the time, it was still very early to agree with him for three months, Liu Ming thought about it, and simply arranged a few prohibitions in a secluded corner at the entrance of the valley, sat down cross-legged, and took out the dark bone recipe to carefully understand it.

Before, he had only read it in general terms, but at this moment, he began to carefully comprehend the exercises of the eleventh layer.

His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the True Pill under the empowerment of the spiritual power of the cage, as long as he can comprehend the eleventh layer of the Dark Bone Technique, his cultivation should be a matter of course.

Just when he closed his eyes and comprehended the secret of the dark bones, a faint black gas suddenly appeared on a soul nourishing bag on his waist, and countless black runes were faintly swaying in it, which looked extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, an anxious hiss came from the soul pouch.

Liu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and pinched the trick in his hand.

A cloud of black gas flew out of the soul nourishing bag, dripping and condensing, revealing Fei'er's figure.

Liu Ming looked at Fei'er in front of him, and his face was stunned.

At this moment, Fei'er has turned into the body of the flying skull, and on a total of nine heads, one large, eight and small, countless dense dark red blood threads have emerged, which look like fine meridians, exuding bursts of blood.

Two red flames appeared in the eyes of the flying skull's master, and a burst of anxious hiss came from his mouth.

"Fei'er, are you already ......" Liu Ming felt the fluctuation of Fei'er's surging aura, and a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

At this moment, a dull thunderclap came from the sky above the valley, and patches of pitch-black clouds quickly appeared in the already black sky.

Soon, the electric snakes in the thunderclouds were scurrying wildly, and the sound of explosion and thunder spread far away, and a gust of wind swept down, rolling up gravel and hitting the valley.

The pressure of the clouds was lower, and the dazzling electric snake swam faster and faster, as if it would split from the sky at any moment.

A look of madness suddenly appeared in the eyes of the flying skull, and after the black qi on his body rolled, he flew directly out of the prohibition and let out a provocative roar at the heavenly clouds.

"I thought it would be the scorpion that took the lead in the thunderstorm, but I didn't expect Fei'er to take the lead this time......"

Liu Ming stood still and didn't move, looking up at the flying skull in the sky, he couldn't help but mutter a few words to himself, and released his divine sense, monitoring the surrounding situation at all times.

Although there was not a single living creature nearby except for the black mountain rocks, with Liu Ming's temperament, he naturally refused to relax a bit, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the purple light flashed, and the bitter wheel sword flew out, levitating above his head. (To be continued......) R1292