Chapter 883: Journey to the Ghost Realm (5) will meet the Hades

Bai Ming accepted the vial, informed Zhao Di in detail of the specific location of the ghost-eyed demon, and then thanked him and left this ghost hall, waiting for Zhao Di's orders outside the prohibition.

Zhao Di stared at the back of this NV leaving, thoughtfully.

The meeting of "old people" thousands of years ago was originally extremely rare. But this NV and him are different after all, and there are a lot of grievances that are difficult to decide, so naturally they can't be treated as friends reunited.

"There are various ways to collect yang energy, why do you want to leave some of my jīng blood here?" Zhao Di muttered to himself.

There are a lot of things contained in jīng blood, and it is even related to the nature of the mind, and under normal circumstances, how can a high-ranking monk easily give his jīng blood to others

"I hope I'm thinking too much" Zhao Di sighed lightly, when he was squeezing out jīng's blood just now, he secretly infiltrated a lot of refining poison, and the low-level cultivator was killed immediately

If that white tea is less than nv, just extracting the yang energy in it, she will be safe and sound, and she will not discover such mysteries, but if she is uneasy and kind, she will only use this jīng blood to play nònghuā, she will only reap the consequences. The poison contained in the blood of this jīng is not ordinarily terrifying, even if it is the body of a ghost, when the cultivation is not too high, the soul will fly away after poisoning.

This NV is extremely talented, extremely talented in spells and other aspects, and it can be regarded as an extremely rare talent, although Zhao Di has laid a back hand, but he still hopes that this NV will do it himself, and not be presumptuous and smart, trying to disadvantage him as a high-level monk

After all, many of the methods of high-level monks are unimaginable to low-level monks. As far as the Ice Scepter is concerned, the instantaneous freezing of thousands of miles is simply an incredible work of genius in the eyes of monks below the Transformation Stage, but in the eyes of high-level monks above the Merge Stage, this is just a means to store the power of the spell and then release it at the right time.

For the Yuan Infant Stage Monk, the Frozen Scepter can be called an artifact, but for the Merge Period existence, firstly, the power of this scepter is too small, and secondly, it is not surprising that it is technically unsurprising. The methods of refining weapons and casting spells of the monks in the Merge Period are much more sophisticated than this Frozen Scepter.

Of course, if this NV cultivation increases, her knowledge will also increase a lot, and with her talent, if she can comprehend the super powerful spells that are difficult for monks in the merge period to cast, and study the method of instantaneousness, it will indeed be able to do it for a while

But this possibility is almost negligible, throughout the ages, the existence of being able to cultivate to the merger period, which one is not a profound opportunity and extraordinary talent. Those high-level spells, since their inception, have been used and transformed by many genius monks, and if they want to improve them slightly, or maybe they are still possible, if they want to be as instantaneous as a thousand miles of ice, it is really impossible.

Therefore, Zhao Di did not cultivate this NV and ordered him to comprehend the spell and use it for his own use. What's more, he doesn't know what this NV's attitude towards him is, whether it is hatred, feelings, or being a passerby, everything is difficult to predict.

There are no sun, moon and stars in the ghost world, so there is no change of day and night, but there are also ways to keep time and count the day.

As far as the area controlled by this Extreme Shadow Hall is concerned, it is rumored that there is an Extremely Dark Abyss, which will spew out a large amount of jīng pure yīn qi every once in a while, making it even darker within a radius of 10,000 miles, which is called "Entering the Night" by the ghost cultivators of the Extreme Shadow Temple.

Every time this extremely secluded abyss erupts, it is a day in the ghost world here, and according to Zhao Di's estimates, it is about equivalent to seven days and nights in the spirit world.

A day later in the ghost world, the seventh princess, dressed as a noble person, came to this welcome hall again, personally picked up Zhao Di and Ruo Yi, and went to the main hall of the Extreme Shadow Palace, where she met the hall master, the Extreme Shadow King.

Everyone stepped on the magpie bridge again, and soon came to a more majestic ghost hall building.

These ghost halls, built one by one, are extremely tall, except for the layer of yīn qi that envelops them, they are somewhat similar to the ancient castle groups in some places of the spirit world human race. I don't know whether this ghost hall has been built for too long and is unwilling to renovate, or whether the ghost cultivators like this style that has gone through vicissitudes, almost every ghost hall is so old and destroyed, monotonous, and lifeless, which is different from the spiritual monks who like to decorate the palace with magnificence and a new look.

After entering the castle group, the magpie bridge was withdrawn, and those dark magpies turned into wisps of black gas, scattered in all directions, and landed on the stone walls around the ancient castle, the whole process was quiet, obviously well-trained.

Led by the nobles, the crowd walked up a long staircase that spiraled up the castles, which were wide but also dilapidated.

Along the way, there are countless ghost soldiers guarding them. Every ten zhang, a pair of ghost soldiers with a fierce expression holding a yaksha stood on both sides of the stairs. However, although there are many of these ghost soldiers, they are all only cultivated in the ghost infancy stage. When they saw the nobles, they bowed on their knees until they had walked a hundred feet away, and then they stood up again.

Every ghost soldier is like this, Zhao Di secretly sighed in his heart, in this ghost world, the emphasis on etiquette and status is not below the human world and the spirit world at all.

In addition to these low-level ghost soldiers, there are occasionally some sentry posts set up by ghost generals, there are ten layers in front and back, all of which are guarded by ghost generals in the god transformation period, and they are still respectful after they see Zhao Di and others.

In the end, Gui Fù Ren and the others took Zhao Di and Ruo Yi to a huge ghost hall where the lower half was buried underground.

On the ten huge gray stone pillars in front of the hall, there are all kinds of terrible bloody scenes, which are all kinds of situations when people, demons and other creatures are killed and die, there are no less than a hundred kinds, which makes Zhao Di and Ruo Yi frown slightly.

At the entrance of the main hall, there is a hundred-zhang high stone mén, on the left and right sides of the mén there is a demon head of tens of zhang in size, the eyes are pitch black, the mouth is wide open, the sharp fangs of the forest are white, and the wisps of black gas are spitting out, and the god is really terrifying.

In addition, there are two huge ghost cultivators guarding the stone mén, wearing iron armor and holding long swords, as high as ten zhang, weighing like a mountain.

Zhao Di found that the cultivation of these two ghost cultivators was similar to that of the noble fù people, and they should both be ghost cultivators in the refining period, so there was no need to worry about it at all. However, the two ghost heads on the stone mén emitted a thick ghost aura, and I am afraid that the origin is not trivial.

The noble fù people ignored the two giant ghost guards, but bowed to Shi Mén and said, "Seven Holy Nv Youquan, I am ordered to lead the distinguished guests to meet the Lord Hades, please let the two ghosts of the heavens pass"

As he spoke, the noble man stretched out his hand and waved, and the black glow flashed in front of him, and several bloody ghosts and demons appeared, some unconscious, some with frightened eyes, struggling desperately, but they were all trapped by a gray chain and could not escape.

The noble fù man threw a black gas into the chains, and the chains carried the beasts to the two huge ghost heads on the stone mén.

Two bright red tongues of blood, like light, burst out of the demon's bloody mouth, rolled the beasts, and then swallowed them into their mouths, leaving only the chains.

The two demons chewed exaggeratedly, gurgling, black steaming, the situation was disgusting, and Zhao Di and Ruo Yi frowned again.

But for ghost cultivators such as Guifùren, it seems to be commonplace, and there is no manifestation of any discomfort.

After the two ghosts stopped swallowing, they closed their eyes and blood basin mouth in satisfaction, and at the same time, Shi mén slowly opened with a squeak, and a thick yīn qi surged outward from the mén crack.

"Two seniors, please," said the noble man with a smile, and took the lead in the stone mén.

Zhao Di and Ruo Yi followed, and the rest of the shìwei shìnv and others did not follow, but just waited outside the hall.

When Zhao Di walked past the stone mén, the two ghosts suddenly opened their eyes that day, and the greedy god sè appeared.

Obviously, the blood ròu aura emitted by Zhao Di, a big living person, is the favorite delicacy for evil ghosts, not to mention that Zhao Di is also a body refiner, and in the evil ghost's nose, the blood ròu breath is much stronger than that of ordinary monks.

The two ghosts stretched out two bloody tongues in unison, and suddenly rolled towards Zhao Di.

"Stop" Gui Fù was shocked, exclaimed, and suddenly two pitch-black beads appeared in his hands, and he was about to attack the two ghosts. But she knew in her heart that the strength of the two ghosts was still above her, and I was afraid that the effect of this attack was very limited.

"Hmph" Zhao Di's body did not move, not dodging or dodging, but there was a heavy cold snort in his nose.

With this cold snort, a pure white pillar of light came out from Zhao Dimei's heart, divided into two paths, left and right, and directly hit the two ghosts of the sky.

In the midst of the two roars, the foreheads of the two evil ghosts were blasted open by a hole the size of a foot in the white sè pillar of light, and the evil ghosts screamed twice, and the bloody tongue they spit out was instantly retracted.

Although in this ghost world, Zhao Di's mana is limited, and he can only protect himself and cannot sacrifice to attack the enemy, but his divine sense can be sacrificed. With Zhao Di's powerful divine sense, he suddenly attacked, and these two evil ghosts were really injured a lot, and they were suddenly much more honest.

On this day, the two ghosts can be regarded as bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, seeing that Zhao Di is so powerful, he immediately took back the bloody tongue, which can be regarded as the fast reaction of these two ghosts, otherwise if this bloody tongue hits Zhao Di, the two ghosts will be injured much more seriously

Gui Fù was shocked in her heart, the strength of the two ghosts on this day, she knew very well, it was close to the existence of the Hades level, and she was easily subdued by this young man's two divine thoughts, which showed that this young man's cultivation strength was terrifying.

"Okay" A middle-aged man's voice like a bell came from the ghost hall, full of approval, "This Taoist friendly and powerful divine sense, hehe, this king has no way to discipline, this day the two ghosts have a number of rudeness, please don't mind the two VIPs." ”

"Lord Hades is polite, I missed and injured the two ghosts, please forgive me," Zhao Di said with his hand in the ghost hall, and at the same time, with the noble people, he entered the ghost hall, and after breaking through the dense black qi near Shi Mén, his eyes suddenly lit up.

In this ghost hall, yīn is steaming, and the corners of the surrounding walls are a circle of burning blue ghost fires, yīn is cold, reflecting the entire hall with a dim blue light.

In the blue light, a middle-aged man in gold sè armor was standing up from the high main seat and greeted him with a smile.

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