Chapter 377: Inside the Ghost Gate, the Mourning Requiem Begins (Part II)...

Between the faint immortal sounds, wisps of gray gas filled the air, and among the people, there were already monks who began to breathe rapidly, and their pupils were dilated.

Li Yi, Mirror Demon, Sals and the others all broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Poof!"

A monk of the Witch God Sect fell suddenly, his breathless, and his face, which still maintained a stiff smile, looked extremely strange at this moment.

And that's just the beginning.

In less than a few breaths, the Witch God Sect's side, Jian Fan's side, the red-clothed woman's side, and all the forces present began to see the monks fall one after another.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people fell.

Of course, most of these fallen monks were only cultivators of the Mixed Yuan or Divine Lord realm, and there were none of them.

"Bell Bell Bell ——"

In the ethereal fairyland, the peach blossoms are flying, but the singing is more and more crisp. And this song contains endless killing power, and the gray mist that spreads out becomes more intense, and even conjures up grimaces of several zhang in size, laughing hideously above everyone's heads.

"Puff ——"

Finally, the first king fell, but this king was the king of the Shui Lan Chau side.

Since sitting down, Li Yi's mind has been chaotic, falling into a strange state, he always feels that something is wrong, but he never thinks of anything. It's like a person who has always been confused, forgetting what he was going to do for a moment, but he can't remember it anyway.

At this time, Li Yi's left arm seemed to feel a crisis, and it actually lit up automatically, the black light flashed, and a deep black demonic qi spread out from it, wrapping along Li Yi's body, and instantly clearing all those invading gray mist.

At the same time, there was also a fluctuation in his left arm, rushing into Li Yi's sea of knowledge.

"Boom ——"

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in Li Yi's sea of consciousness, as if an axe was opening the world, completely splitting the chaos and pulling Li Yi's mind back to reality.

"What's going on? Am I not meditating?" Li Yi looked at the pavilions and pavilions in front of him in a cold sweat, carved and jade.

With his mind, he quickly discovered that this was an illusion.

"Break it for me!"

Li Yi snorted in his mouth, and the power of his violent will roared out, evolving into a monstrous flood, immeasurable sword light, and shocking thunder, all of which smashed the pavilions and pavilions in front of him, the carved railings and jade bricks like cloud beauties, all of which were mercilessly shattered.

The illusion is shattered, and the scene in front of him is clear.

Li Yi opened his eyes in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the Mirror Demon, the woman in red, and the two black-robed men also opened their eyes.

"Hiss!" Looking at the corpses that had fallen in front of him, Li Yi gasped slightly, he mustered up his mana, and shouted angrily at the monks of the Wushen Sect: "That's an illusion, all wake me up." ”

The woman in red and the man in black also began to call out to their monks.

After the three of them drank, the monks present finally woke up from the illusion one by one. Looking at the hundreds of lying corpses on the ground, these monks broke out in a cold sweat.

"Woo ——"

As soon as the monks woke up, a wave of screams came from the void, and this time the sound was very different from the one in the illusion, extremely harsh.

Countless long black hairs suddenly drilled out from the ground, like spider silk in the sky, strangled towards everyone.

"Hmph!" Li Yi snorted coldly, slapped his palm downward, and in an instant, a quaint Taiji diagram spun down and bombarded the ground fiercely.

At the same time, the Mirror Demon, Jian Fan, the woman in red, and all the monks present all frantically attacked underground.

"Boom ——"

Countless attacks, like falling meteorites, smashed into the ground furiously.

With so many kings, saints, god lords, and mixed yuan cultivators joining forces, I am afraid that even a single continent will bombard thousands of holes, not to mention that these attacks are all concentrated in a radius of more than a thousand meters below.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a piece of land has been evaporated by a torrent of energy.

"Woo ——"

Hundreds of skeletons with long hair flew out from the ground, most of them exuding the aura of a saint, and more than a dozen of them exuded the aura of a king.

It's just that these skeletons were instantly overwhelmed by the torrent of attacks, especially after many monks knew that these were the culprits of this incident, and they were even more desperate.

In less than a breath, all the skeletons had been reduced to powder.

"What's that?" Sals snapped his palm, grabbing a diamond-shaped crystal that had fallen out of the skeleton.

"This is the Huangquan Soul Crystal!" the Mirror Demon exclaimed, and without saying a word, he grabbed the diamond-shaped crystals that shot everywhere in the air.

The others were not stupid, they reacted instantly, and immediately joined in the snatching of the Huangquan Soul Crystal.

In the end, Li Yi grabbed more than 20 on his side, Jian Fan also grabbed more than 20 on his side, the woman in red grabbed more than 10 on his side, and other forces grabbed between a few and more than 10.

"This is the Huangquan Soul Crystal?" Li Yi held a crystal, and sure enough, he felt the majestic soul power contained in it, and these soul powers were extremely pure, and they could be directly integrated into the soul.

"No wonder so many people are crazy about it, just more than twenty of them can create more than twenty gods. If there are a few more, I can break through the realm immediately!" Li Yi sighed slightly, and at the same time, he secretly estimated in his heart that these Huangquan Soul Crystals should be enough to revive Nuwa and Zhun Ti. Of course, now is not the time.

"Emperor's ——"

The monk of the Witch God Sect walked over and saluted Li Yi.

"Get up!" Li Yi waved his sleeves and used his mana to help them up, looking at the corpses of the nearly 100 Witch God Sect monks who had fallen to the ground with a somewhat ugly face.

These monks followed him very early, and even Li Yi remembered many of them, but he didn't expect to fall more than a hundred people here silently.

"Hey!"

Li Yi sighed slightly, the indescribable complexity in his heart, in fact, when he entered the Hades realm, he had already expected this situation, but in order to let these monks gain experience or gain opportunities, he still led them in.

It's a cruel world, and you can't miss any chance of progress, and if you keep standing still and stick to your own complacency, you won't get any better.

"Put away their corpses and let's go!" Li Yi glanced at one last time and said to the monk of the Witch God Sect, and then walked forward with a step.

The monks of the Witch God Sect didn't say much, silently gathered those corpses, and then followed Li Yi closely.

Actually, at this level, Li Yi's side is still lucky, Sals and the others are fine, and the other forces, each of which has already had a king fall.

Of course, the harvest is also very large, and each party has obtained a lot of Huangquan soul crystals.

Li Yi and the others are stepping on a yellow road at this moment, a miserable white skeleton, spread flat on every inch of land, bleak and terrifying.

On both sides of the road, there was an endless abyss, and it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, even if the divine sense was released.

After experiencing two twists and turns in the ghost pass, there were no other troubles along the way, and Li Yi and the others soon came to the end of the road.

This time, unlike the last one, instead of a single door, six ancient stone doors opened side by side, each with the inscription on the forehead:

"Soul Stream", "White Bone Palace", "Black Desert", "Death Field", "Nethersea Sea", "Bone City".

It's obviously one of the six.

(To be continued)