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Along the ridge of Yinshan Mountain, the two traveled all the way south, and found a hidden entrance in the ruins of a palace.

It was a swarthy hole, attached to the tall mountain wall, and in accordance with the shape of the mountain wall, it was like a large open mouth on a human face, and it looked extremely eerie.

Gu Chuanxia and Wang Chongyang got into the cave and walked along the deep tunnel.

The sound of the yin spring flowing through the ground is particularly obvious in the cave.

And the two of them walked in the flickering cave, and their minds seemed to be extremely difficult to calm down. There seemed to be a majestic aura in the depths of the cave, which kept erupting outward, pressing them almost out of breath.

I don't know what is hidden in the depths of this cave, which can exude such a huge power, surging like an ocean, making people's souls tremble.

"No wonder Wang Chongyang wants to take me along. And he dares to come now, it must be because of the Jizo Dharma Body, and the strength he can exert is at least the level of a great grandmaster, plus the supernatural powers that come with various Dharma Bodies, the strength is extraordinary. ”

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of a string of steel collapsing like dominoes came from the depths of the cavern, and then echoed back and forth along the deep forks of the cave.

Occasionally, there will be a piercing scream and a miserable howl from the eerie hole, and it is particularly scary to hear from a distance, which seems to be a ghost sound from hell, as if it is a sign that a devil is breaking free from the shackles. This miserable cry has been echoing in this cave, as if it has gone through endless years, with a kind of hoarseness of time.

Woo...

A whistling yin wind blew, and Gu Chuanxia only felt a cold air grow from the roots of his bones, and soon filled his whole body.

The flickering hole*** The few remaining rays of light finally disappeared. The white bone yin and yang crown on the head of the ancient legend man automatically ignited a wisp of turquoise flames.

Gu Chuanxia knew in his heart that there must be Yan Jun's arrangement here, but he didn't know what was waiting in front of him.

The yin qi is a hole*** Every fork in the road is a black hole, like an abyss. And some corner holes*** can also see a few pieces of residual corpses, blood on the ground, countless years have passed, these blood not only did not dry up, but like a living thing swimming on the ground, with a strange spirituality.

Gu Chuanxia and Wang Chongyang walked over and looked at the corpses.

Both of them looked ugly.

The identity of the corpse is easily recognizable.

The bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanence, the two were still in a pool of blood, and found a pair of mutilated dog ears, and there were fine scales around the ears.

"This is the ear of the truth!" Wang Chongyang said with great certainty.

Gu Chuanxia believed his words, and now Wang Chongyang is almost equivalent to half of the king of Jizang, he said that this is the ear of the truth, then it must be.

Di Ting is a mythical beast that the ancient king of Jizo sat down, with a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, a unicorn foot, a dragon is not a dragon, a tiger is not a tiger, a lion is not a lion, a unicorn is not a unicorn, a dog is not a dog, a unicorn is not a unicorn, a dragon is auspicious, a tiger head is wise and brave, a dog ear is good at hearing, a lion tail is patient, and a unicorn foot is stable.

Now, the ears of the dogs that listen to the four directions and discern the hearts of all living beings have been bitten off and thrown here. What does that mean?

Finally, the road seems to have come to an end.

As far as the eye can see, there is a large empty cave in front of it, and the bottom of the cave is criss-crossed magma, and in the very center of this magma, there is a huge black iron-like tree, and the leaves on the tree are blood-red. And between the leaves, hanging are fruits shaped like human heads, each fruit is three inches in size, looking hideous and full of horror.

But putting aside this terrifying appearance, this weird huge tree gives people the feeling that it is vibrant, and in this vitality, compared to the vitality of ordinary spiritual root and spiritual objects, there is a bit more domineering flavor.

It's like it can rob the life and even death of everything that grows around it in order to survive.

It's hard to imagine that in the depths of this underworld, where the dead air is dense, there is such a strange but vibrant spiritual root.

Wow!

The leaves and fruits of the trees, in the gloomy wind, shook slightly. It's obviously magma all over the ground, but it gives people a feeling of being extremely cold.

As the leaves and fruits swayed, there was a terrible scream that made the scalp tingle, almost indistinguishable from the howl of a demon, and in a matter of moments, the cold hairs on the body stood upside down.

"Whew!"

One after another, black shadows rushed out like demons hidden in the darkness, and slammed towards Gu Chuanxia and Wang Chongyang. Between the actions, with gusts of vicious winds, a fierce aura came to the face.

"Charm!" Wang Chongyang looked at these black shadows in surprise, and his face became very ugly. With a wave of the Zen staff in his hand, he slammed it on the ground with a force, and suddenly spewed out a small and small barrier of true qi. Protect him and the ancient legend in it.

With the Jizo Dharma Body, he can recklessly sway his true qi in the underworld.

Gu Chuanxia looked intently, and saw that there were seven or eight monsters standing in front of him, with a dragon head but wings on their backs, and a circle of blood-colored demon heads on their chests. If you look closely, you can still find that under its loose hair, there is also a layer of black scales, which are shining black, and a tragic evil aura lingers in it. Where is the black hair? It is a substance condensed by evil energy.

The eyes of these charms all radiated an incomparably resentful light, looking at Gu Chuanxia and Wang Chongyang, as if they had seen the enemy who was entangled in the tenth generation, a pair of iron hooked claws quickly poked towards the two, and they were about to disembowel.

Wang Chongyang swept them away with a palm, and reminded Gu Chuanxia in a loud voice: "This thing is difficult to deal with, people will become ghosts after death, and ghosts will theoretically disappear after death." But there are still a very small number of ghosts, after the ashes are gone, there will be a trace of traces, and finally these traces are combined, after the loss of years, the polishing of yin qi, will become a ghost. Ghosts are extremely dead creatures, and death has no effect on them, because they cannot die. The only thing that can restrain them is the extreme yang energy. It's just that this place is an underworld, and it is extremely troublesome to exert the power of the extreme yang. ”

"Dang!"

Wang Chongyang sacrificed the book of the underworld, and suppressed the past towards those ghosts like a mountain. It stands to reason that the Book of the Underworld is the treasure of the underworld, and it has the effect of suppressing almost all living beings in the underworld.

But those ghosts waved their claws, and their power was infinite, and they actually flipped the book out. Wang Chongyang borrowed the power in the body of the hidden law, and the dark book thrown out did not have the slightest effect.

Gu Chuanxia suddenly gasped.

This ghost may be the only life left in the underworld after the destruction of the ancient dungeon, they are beyond death, although they do not have complete intelligence, but the horror should not be underestimated.

"Hey..."

The voice of the ghost is like a burst of laughter, but the sound of laughter makes people have goosebumps layer upon layer, and they only feel uncomfortable.

(To be continued.) )