Zhou Cong tracked the strange team of paper men and paper horses all the way, and walked to a mountain, but the team in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and it seemed that all of them had dissolved into the air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind on the top of the mountain is fierce, and the bleak autumn wind blows the withered yellow weeds, swaying. The rugged rocks are of different shapes, and the fine broken stones are scattered on the withered grass, and the area is only a few zhang square on the top of the mountain, which looks dilapidated and depressed in the autumn wind swaying the dry grass.

On the fourth day of October, the morning sun could not penetrate the dense clouds on the top of the mountain, and the scene on the top of the mountain was dark and depressing.

Zhou Cong followed the tracking powder sprinkled by Zhao Min, walked to the top of the mountain, and carefully searched for the place where the people and horses disappeared.

A mountain rock, a weed, all of them are spared, but from sunrise to sunset, there is still nothing.

If he can't find the entrance tomorrow, Zhao Min is already in danger! Zhou Cong's face was full of sadness, and he finally understood why the seemingly weak Netherworld Hall could survive here, and why the cultivators were like clouds under the noses of the Cuiyun Gate, and why they could escape in the encirclement and suppression of the Cuiyun Gate several times, the reason was mysterious enough, mysterious like air, invisible and intangible.

"Could it be that the entrance to the Netherworld Temple is not in the air," Zhou Cong raised his head, the clouds were still dense, and the rain was like silk, passing through the air and falling to the ground, wetting Zhou Cong's clothes.

Zhou Cong sat on the ground in annoyance, a thing rolled down from his arms, and the moment he landed, he suddenly emitted a soft light, but it turned out to be the jade box used by Zhang Tao to poison Zhou Cong, and it suddenly opened when he landed.

"Huh!" Zhou Cong was surprised, and held the jade box in his hand, the light emitted from the jade box penetrated the air, but it stopped at one point.

In an instant, a black gate suddenly appeared in front of him, the door was pitch black with nails, and a black stone lion squatted on both sides. The stone lion on the right has its mouth open, and the strange thing is that the lion's mouth is empty, but the square mouth is a little strange, which seems to be incompatible with the other stone lion on the side. But something seems to be missing from his mouth.

Zhou Cong looked at the jade box, "Could it be that this is the key to enter the Netherworld? But why did the key to the Netherworld Hall make Zhang Tao a tool for hiding poison, and this tool for hiding poison is a tool for detoxification?"

Zhou Cong gently put the jade box into the lion's mouth. I saw the black stone lion, moving slowly, moving forward more than a foot, and the black gate was rumbling wide open. There is a thick dead air inside, which makes people feel extremely depressing.

Walking into the door, there was a dead silence inside, a round of silver plates in mid-air, like a bright moon, exuding a cold and white light sprinkled on the ground, like autumn frost. It's as if this is another world.

Not far away, a tall building stood out in the white light, and the black gate was also open, like a ghost beast with fangs in hell, and the gatekeepers on both sides, their heads were scattered, and their faces were pale, like paper people. The walls on both sides were shrouded in a trace of black air. It looks weird and scary.

Although using Zhao Min as bait was her own request, Zhou Cong didn't feel good in her heart, so it was important to get the thousand-year-old corpse liquid, and it was as important as rescuing Zhao Min, Liu Yiyi had at least three months to live, and the day when the Netherworld Temple sacrificed with the blood of a girl was tomorrow.

Legend has it that the thousand-year-old tomb of the Hades is under this Netherworld Palace, so to enter the Hades Tomb, you must first enter the Netherworld Palace; Zhou Cong's body is like the wind, and a phantom shadow flashes at the door.

"What's that?" the doorkeeper asked, shaking his stiff body.

The paper man on the other side slowly turned his head and said, "What are you shouting, how can anyone come here?"

The two of them snorted instantly, strangely, this paper man actually had intelligence!

Zhou Cong hid in the shadows and looked at this place secretly, surrounded by gray mist, and vaguely saw only countless huts. But you can't see the people on patrol.

"Maybe the Hades Palace is overconfident in its own hiding place!" Zhou Cong thought to himself.

There is a tall temple between the huts, the temple has no door, Zhou Cong shook his body lightly, a breeze fell in the temple, the temple was extremely empty, and there was a row of tall temple pillars on both sides, which were carved with the scene of eighteen layers of hell.

On the opposite side of the main hall, there is a tall statue of a god, with a pitch-black face, round eyes, sharp fangs, exuding a bloodthirsty atmosphere, which makes people feel cold on their skin. There is a stone offering table in front of the statue, and there is a row on it, on which is written the throne of Hades! Behind the throne is a huge copper tripod, on the copper tripod, zigzag lines, like grooves, there is no tribute in it, cigarettes. But there are already blackened bits of blood!

Tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony will be here!

Now all Zhou Cong can do is wait, waiting for the moment of sacrifice to rescue Zhao Min.

Hiding in the shadows, Zhou Cong only felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, but he couldn't find where those eyes were. I can't help but feel creepy!

The Hades Palace, as in the Netherworld, is as miserable and gloomy as ever, and there is no difference between the sun and the moon. But he knew that even if the sacrifice was no longer here, he could secretly follow the direction of the flow of people and look for it.

Zhou Cong cultivated and waited for the arrival of that moment, the domineering energy that was circulating rapidly became stronger and stronger in his body, the faint golden, domineering, and under the inner vision, it was already closer to golden. He felt that the domineering spirit was getting stronger and stronger, and he was about to break out of his body, and when he broke through, he urged the surging domineering energy to impact the realm bottleneck of the Tiangang Realm.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a noisy sound woke him up, only to see that in the originally empty hall, shadows and shadows, countless people in black clothes, white faces, dressed like paper people, standing under the statue, standing in front, is a tall, black satin python robe, pale face with three strands of beard, eyes deep, sharp nose, face like a skeleton, wearing a crown middle-aged man. This person must be the current Hades King of the Hades Palace!

Zhou Cong held his breath and looked at the Hades King in the ceremony without blinking.

"Bring it on!" "The Hades King waved his hand and shouted, "The Sacrifice Ceremony begins now"

After a while, several black-clothed "paper men" escorted a group of stunned girls and slowly walked into the main hall, and Zhao Min was among them. Elven eyes were dull.

Immediately, the crowd boiled, each clenched his fists and raised them high, shouting in his mouth: "Hades are reborn, revitalize our faction, are invincible in the United States, and dominate the heavens!"

I saw that the Hades King pulled out a sharp knife with bright ox ears out of nowhere, and shouted in a cold voice like a night owl: "Bring the sacrifice up." ”

Suddenly, ninety-nine girls were pushed onto the tall altar.