Long Ye will inevitably be a little anxious in his heart, and the atmosphere on the scene has become weird, and the human cultivation has gradually formed an alliance, but he doesn't know what secrets are hidden here.

But the Yin Soul side is also afraid of human cultivation, one or two are easy to say, devouring it, and now the human cultivation side has steadily reached a balance with the Yin Ghost Cultivation side in terms of strength and quantity.

These king-level ghost cultivators also knew that even if there was a real big fight, the three of them in red clothes and ghost brakes would not be able to help.

After all, one less is one more opportunity.

Although people don't know what secrets are hidden here, they also know in their hearts that this place must be unusual when they look at the scene in front of them.

Finally, the stone in their hearts fell, and Wen Biyue and the three of them in the distance were looking around, as if they were looking for something.

Long Ye wandered towards Wen Biyue's place intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, it is just that the human cultivator or the ghost cultivator is in a time of mutual jealousy, and there are many things to gang up with each other.

At this time, Long Ye was already a few meters away from Wen Biyue.

Long Ye used the art of sound transmission to explain the things here to Wen Biyue one by one.

Wen Biyue frowned, and glanced at the yin ghost in front of her meaningfully, but she didn't understand how Long Ye did it.

It is not a big place, but it can be said that there are many masters.

There were also many monks from the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm who came.

Haohan looked around, the corners of his eyes moved, and he said a few words to Wen Biyue, and then floated away.

Long Ye followed his gaze and saw a group of brocade-robed monks not far away, each with a magnificent appearance.

Long Ye was stunned again, and actually saw an acquaintance, Hao Jinxiu.

At this time, the embroidered girl is more and more bright and moving.

Every move touches people's hearts.

Confident, strong.

Haohan bowed in front of the embroidered girl, explained casually, and pointed to Wen Biyue not far away.

Wen Biyue obviously recognized the embroidered girl and her group, and nodded from afar.

Next to the embroidered girl were several young monks, handsome and martial, and their eyes on the embroidered girl were also infatuated and amazing.

The embroidered girl is always deserted, unmoved, occasionally nodding, absent-minded.

Haohan didn't seem to be willing to be with the Protoss, and after some exchanges, he returned to Wen Biyue's side again.

He never had any expression, just melancholy.

More and more monks arrived.

But there was no movement in the underworld.

The monks could only wait from afar.

In the meantime, there are not many monks who can calculate one or two.

The Quartet family is the largest party at this time, and it firmly occupies the initiative.

Shan Rui, Xiong Gang and others were discussing together.

Time is slipping away, but here is always one hue, and there is no distinction between day and night.

Just when a handful of monks were showing impatience.

The surrounding mist slowly squirmed, gradually rising, and the underworld in front of them completely appeared in front of the cultivators, the white bones were walls, the skeletons were bricks, black as ink, eerie and terrifying, except for the only portal, there were no window openings everywhere.

A pointed tower towers high in the sky, and strange ghost talismans circulate.

Backed by continuous Yin Mountain, there are many black ice crystals.

The creeping mist gradually gathered, swallowing up the castle like a stream of water.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the sky above the castle, swirling with the yin wind and swallowing the gloomy fog in the sky.

The wind roars, and the ghost cries and the wolf howls.

There was a whimper, the ground trembled slightly, and the bone meal floated slightly.

All the monks were on standby.

Ghost Sha said lightly: "It's started." ”

Styx stared nervously at the portal in the distance.

For the first time, the red clothes were waiting for it.

At this time, not only are they meditating and pranayama in place, but they are also looking around, and they are all cautious at the first time.

"Don't move blindly, let them go in first, if the reincarnation disc really exists, it's not so easy to get. Wen Biyue sent a message to Long Ye.

In fact, Tatsuno himself also knows that there are nearly a thousand human cultivators and ghost cultivators on the scene now, and once the first one gets the reincarnation disk, or other treasures, after all, it will become the target of everyone.

So the best way is to take it without knowing it, of course, there must be a rarity.

Although the black egg is not asleep at this time, but in such an environment, it is not very useful, after all, the space here is very weird, and he does not dare to open the power of space arbitrarily, unless it is a last resort.

The whole castle does not seem to occupy a large area, at most 100 acres, but it is not magnificent, but it is full of weirdness and mystery.

No one dares to underestimate this place, after all, this place was refined by the Hades Zun in the past, and God knows what crisis there is.

The fog became more and more acute, and the air currents generated by the flow caused storm air masses one by one, and the sound of whimpering was even more inspiring.

All the monks were calm and waited for the final moment.

Finally, the mist disappeared, but the runes on the ground flashed in an instant, and countless runes converged like stars, completely isolating the entire underworld.

The runes flowed, and all the skeletons above the castle opened their eyes.

In an instant, the entire towering castle seemed to come to life, and countless scarlet, dark blue eyes stared directly at the monk in front of them, making people shudder.

Above the sky, words composed of six white bones gradually appeared: reincarnation out, the underworld standing.

Although people don't understand the meaning, they can guess the meaning, and it is related to reincarnation.

But anything that has anything to do with reincarnation is mostly remarkable, and it must not be an ordinary thing.

All the monks had forgotten the purpose of their trip, and all eyes were glued to the portal in front of them.

The big characters composed of six white bones did not last long, just a moment, and all the white bones fell, embedded in the white bones of the portal.

Originally, the portal was like a huge skeleton, but now it is even more real.

In front of everyone's eyes, the huge skeleton gradually clicked.

First of all, the skull was raised, and two points of light suddenly appeared in the originally dark eye sockets, and the faint blue green light was bright for a while, making the surroundings green, which made people panic.

But there is not the slightest danger to speak of.

The skeleton seemed to be alive, and the white bones on both sides of the road in front of the castle gradually floated at this time, gradually converging on the skeleton.

"Whew...

A loud wheezing sound rang out, and the bone powder on the ground flew, gradually blocking everyone's sight, and they only felt that there was a gray patch in front of them.

When the bone powder fell again, the door of the castle was wide open, but in front of the castle, there was a giant dozens of feet high, with white bones as armor, a huge helmet on his head, torn, and a huge cloak full of bloodstains.

The whole body is shrouded in white bone armor, and everything is not real.

Only a pair of green eyes looked directly at the monks.

In front of him was a giant sword flowing with bloodstains, a ten-meter blade, many of which were mutilated, with scarlet blood stains on it that had not dried, flowing with fierce killing intent.

It's just a pestle and a sword, and in the middle of the double span is a swarthy portal, which is completely a huge mouth that chooses people to devour.

It's just a human cultivation or a demon cultivation, a demon cultivation, I don't know why at all.

But the king-level ghost cultivator in front of him was waiting for him.

Ghost Sha turned around and said lightly: "What are you waiting for, you can only enter the underworld by rushing over, so that you can search for the reincarnation disk." ”

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators were in an uproar.

Of course, the ghost brake didn't let it rush directly to the portal.

Styx was stunned, but not far behind, his wings spread, and immediately after, the red clothes extended out like a bloody light.

As long as there is someone who takes the lead, everything is easy to do.

All the Yin Soul Ghost Cultivators no longer hesitated, and flew up in unison, scrambling to shoot towards the portal.

At this time, human cultivation, demon cultivation, and demon cultivation are all in full swing.

The reincarnation disk, which is the treasure of innate chaos, is an innate thing born with the universe, rather than an acquired forged and refined thing.

Greed is the original sin!

All the monks rushed forward like locusts.

Wen Biyue and Yan didn't have any scruples and came to Long Ye.

Tatsuno still maintains the appearance of a ghost cultivator.

"How long have you been in?" Wen Biyue asked puzzled.

In the previous exchange, Tatsuno only talked about the situation here in general, and did not elaborate.

"I guess I'll be the first to arrive. ”

At this time, Haohan knew that the ghost cultivator in front of him was actually Li Yu.

A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

The art of transfiguration can be performed by ordinary monks, but it is very difficult to avoid the detection of the ghost king and avoid the detection of monks like Tatsuno, without revealing any traces.

"According to legend, it is a small underworld created by the underworld Hades Venerable into the realm, using the essence blood of gods and demons, the innate chaos treasure, to refine a reincarnation disk, and then burn its own essence and blood and soul into the reincarnation disk. Tatsuno told the details.

"Hades Venerable?" Wen Biyue trembled, losing her mind for the first time.

"You know?"

"In the Ancient Era, a venerable man from the underworld, but his traces are completely fleeting, so not many people know about it, I can't imagine that I will set up such a game again, but I don't know why?" Wen Biyue frowned and pondered.

"What next?" Haohan was a little anxious, and the four of them were completely behind at this time.

Wen Biyue hadn't spoken yet.

The skeletal giants outside the castle had spoken for the first time.

"The underworld is heavy, and the trespasser is dead. "Mechanical, loud, without the slightest ghostly spirit, on the contrary, magnificent.

Just when everyone was scrambling, the ghost brake, the Styx, and the red clothes that were originally in front of them suddenly turned around and retreated quickly.

At the same time, no one noticed when the long sword in the skeleton's hand was raised, and the ten-meter blade of the sword carried a howl and a terrible scream, sweeping over.

Several ghost cultivators didn't have time to defend at all, and were directly swept by the sword blade without any sound, but any ghost cultivator who was swept by the long sword was directly devoured by the sword blade.

Several of them cultivated with such a fast speed, and they also arrived first with the ghost cultivators among them, but they also didn't have time to restrain their bodies, and they were swept into a blood mist by the long sword, and the spirit struggled in the blood mist, but they were directly swallowed by the long sword without making a sound.

Everything was too fast.

Rumble!

The Bone Giant took a step, and the long sword slashed down again, without the slightest fluctuation of qi, without the slightest sound of breaking, but the long sword was able to tear through the space and strangle anyone who dared to offend.

finally reacted, but it was too late to retreat, so we could only unite and resist together.

At this time, the ghost brake, the Styx, and the red clothes were standing far behind the cultivators.