However, it was said that Han Chu turned into a whistling hurricane, dragged by the breath of the blood river, and flew towards the depths of the Little Netherworld.

Mo flew about a hundred miles, only to see the phosphorescent glittering between the mountains and rivers in front of him, and there was a faint low ghost howling sound constantly coming out.

At the end of the avenue, between the two mountain peaks, there is a red stalagmite with a length of six zhang horizontally, and there are three dragons flying and phoenixes dancing in the book "Lang Evil Fang", and the evil spirit is Lingran.

"Obediently, this thing turned out to be Chiyang Xuantie!" Han Chu flew in and out to take a look, only to feel that there was a thick and scorching earth-centered fire qi diffusing on the boulder, and suddenly a surprised sound came out.

This Chiyang Xuantie is a dark iron hidden deep in the ground, which has been quenched by the earth's fire lava for thousands of years, washing away the lead, which is not only extremely hard, but also absorbs the scorching breath of the earth's core lava, which is an excellent material for refining fire flying swords and magic weapons.

Ordinary people want a piece but can't, look at this ancient god, I don't know where to find such a large piece of Chiyang Xuantie, just used as a plaque lintel, Han Chu sighed in his heart for a while, and I don't know whether to say that this ancient god is extravagant, or the ancient treasures are overflowing.

With Han Chu's three-foot-high character, how could he let go of such a spiritual object, not only did he pocket the entire Chiyang Xuantie lintel, but he even dug a few pieces of black jade steps on the ground, don't look at the little black jade, but it is the best raw material for storing all kinds of spiritual energy.

After the lintel of the mountain, surrounded by mountains, it is a circle of more than ten miles of lake waves, in the middle of the lake waves stands this exquisite palace, black walls and silver roofs, scattered around are dotted with all kinds of ice crystal jade trees, several water pavilions are connected with each other with Feihong long bridge, leading to the lake.

The lake is dark, calm like a smooth jade mirror, it is full of countless lotus flowers, black leaves and black stems, but the flowers are white, full of the size of a grinding plate, with an intoxicating fragrance.

"It's a good thing! this is a good thing for a pit person!" Han Chu sighed while picking the white lotus with extreme care, and finally understood in his heart, why he entered this little Netherworld Heaven and died for a lifetime, and the disciples of the Demon Dao were also eager to enter it, and the Zhongtai Ancient Dojo was really a spiritual treasure everywhere, something that was rarely seen on weekdays, and it could be said to be everywhere here.

Just like the holy white lotus in front of you, but it is called the spirit ghost lotus, which is the treasure recorded in the book of Lisha Zeng, this thing seems to be fragrant and intoxicating, holy and icy, but in fact it is the condensation of this pool of poison pool, and the highly poisonous thing that is prescribed, specifically charming and primordial, and a bite to taste is the marketing of flesh and bones.

However, although this ghost lotus is a highly poisonous thing, but the lotus seed is an antidote medicine, only one can clear the heart and clear the qi, and dissolve the pollution, although there is no lotus seed here, but this lotus is also a cherished thing, but it is a dozen breaths of time, this pool of white lotus let Han Chu pick it cleanly.

The pavilion in the pool, the shape is simple and heavy, the walls of the square are carved with countless twisted patterns, decorated with the scene of the battle of the ancient gods, the sea of blood in the knife mountain, the lava flows, between the ups and downs of the mountains, countless fierce monsters rise to the sky, the auspicious clouds are filled with auspicious clouds above the nine heavens, and the mighty figures of the gods stand in the clouds.

The two sides are day and place, and the murderous spirit is boiling in the confrontation, the divine light, the sword shadow is staggered and flickering, the magic weapon is flying all over the sky, the demon beast, and the god of heaven fall like rain, constantly falling to the ground in the sea of swords and blood.

Han Chu had also seen such a scene from the inheritance illusion of the golden fangs, and at this time, it seemed that the primeval period was not peaceful and peaceful, the fierceness of the battle, and the determination of the killing, I am afraid that it is still far above today.

According to what Lisha said, all the gains in the small netherworld are determined by chance, and every time it is opened, the things that appear are not the same, just like the Lang Evil Fang in front of him, which may not come out for a thousand years, but when it is opened once, he suddenly appeared, and this kind of thing is fate and luck, although it is ethereal, but it is the foundation of the monk.

Because of this, every time this little Netherworld is opened, the dangers in it are completely irregular, and whether it is life or death can only depend on how the individual gets it.

Han Chu cautiously approached the main entrance of the Lang Evil Fang, although this small Netherworld is full of rarities, but there is no law at all, it can only rely on personal chance to collide, but such as the kind of building in front of him, it can be said that each one contains great value.

The door of the pavilion and the pitch-black wall are carved with the same black stone, the black paint exudes a heavy coercion, one on the left and one on the right, two fierce ghost head statues are carved respectively, and in the two pairs of esoteric eyes, like a living thing, there is a blue ghost fire, and the face of Han Chu shining is a piece of turquoise.

After pondering for a moment, Han Chu didn't dare to push the door directly with his hands, but carefully pushed the two stone doors open with his own dead air, holding the evil dragon seal and the Yin Condensation Ice Bead in his hands respectively, Han Chu was ready to fly away immediately if he found something wrong.

The stone door opened slowly and silently, revealing the space of about ten zhang long and wide inside the palace, although the hall is not big, but there are more than 20 zhang high and low, the dome of the main hall is full of dazzling, decorated with various pearls, agate, jade.

In the middle of the dome is a red coral as a fire, the size of a round table, inlaid with a dozen night pearls the size of a fist, shining brightly illuminating the entire hall.

The hall is completely metal watering, simple and heavy, the walls on all sides are like a beehive neatly arranged hexagonal wall lattices, from the ground to the zenith, densely packed I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of grids, but the years have eroded, even this immortal wonderland, all kinds of scrolls and books stored in it, have been corroded and scattered.

"Lang Evil Fang!!This should be the place where the master of this place hides books!Waste! What a waste!" Han Chu looked at the book pavilion where only the remains of the scrolls remained, and beat his chest in distress, these are the collection of books of the primeval gods, if you can get one or two magical spells from them, wouldn't it be beautiful.

It's a pity that his mind swept over, and the book pavilion of this pavilion was empty, and he couldn't even find two coherent characters on the wreckage inside.

In the center of the main hall, there is a huge offering table, which is five zhang long, occupying nearly half of the space in the main hall.

There are nine purple gold incense burners around the black light, surrounded by the direction of the nine palaces, and the curling smoke seems to turn into an invisible net that covers the sky, suppressing the black light on the offering table.

Inside the black light is a two-foot square bronze box, the surface is carved with countless talisman immortal patterns, and countless immortal clouds are surging in the brilliance, with Han Chu's divine thoughts, he only looked at the time of two breaths, and was dizzy by the complicated textures on it.

Just when Han Chu was figuring out how to get his hands on the bronze box, the bronze ancient box on the offering table seemed to sense that someone was approaching, and the originally quiet black light suddenly shook violently, and the force was so strong that the entire offering table shook violently.

Suddenly, the scorching red light was filled, and in the gap of the purple gold incense burner, a blazing red gold color could be faintly seen inside, and the terrifying temperature that was constantly rising inside made Han Chu only feel that his whole body was scorching, sweating like rain, and hurriedly put the ghost martial arts behind him into the blood coffin.

The dark red robe on his body was windless, and in the clear cry of the Bi Fang Divine Bird, a curtain of billowing fire clouds was released from the robe, so that the scorching aura that could turn people into ashes was isolated.

The nine purple gold incense burners shone and floated up, respectively in the direction of the nine palaces, although no one controlled them, but they still turned into a large array of nine palaces by themselves, and between the changes of the incense burners, the black light that collided left and right was intercepted.

The master of this place is definitely a formation master, although the Nine Palaces Great Array is one of the basic large arrays of the formation, but these nine incense burners are unpredictable, their internal operation is ingenious, and the mystery of transformation, at the beginning, Han Chu could still understand one or two of them slightly, but after a long time, Han Chu was suddenly dizzy.

If Han Chu always had to seize the opportunity to take the opportunity to comprehend the operation of this Nine Palaces Great Array, and compare it with the formation obtained from the Tianjun lock in his mind, he would definitely be able to make him advance by leaps and bounds on top of the formation, but now that he is in the Little Netherworld, once he falls into an epiphany, time will pass by like a stream, I am afraid that by the time he understands it thoroughly, this Little Netherworld will have been closed for a long time.

"Good thing! I'll help you!"

His eyes stared straight at the black light, Han Chu muttered to himself, and behind him was a piece of golden luster, urging the Tianjun lock in his body to turn into a hundred golden god soldiers and shoot towards the nine incense burners.

Suddenly, the purple gold light was in full bloom, and a heart-wrenching scorching aura poured out from the nine incense burners, and a scorching flame rose from each incense burner, and a golden arcane talisman emerged from each of them.

The hundred-handled Jin Ge Divine Soldier roared away, but the burst golden luster became more and more dim, and the speed of the Jin Ge Divine Soldier's flight became slower and slower, and when the Divine Soldier approached the Nine Incense Burners, the power contained in it had been completely neutralized, and even these Jin Ge Divine Soldiers were scorched red, and they were gradually melted into a golden liquid and dissipated.

Although the Jin Ge Divine Soldier lost, a smug smile appeared on Han Chu's face, the timing he chose and its ingenuity was a gap that flashed when the Nine Palaces Formation was transferred, if it was normal times, it would naturally be fine, but at this time, the black light suppressed in the Nine Ancestral Incense Burner was also strong, and it was equal to the Nine Palaces Great Array, and this slightest interference from external forces was enough to make him break out of the formation.

"Boom..."

There was a roar and explosion, nine sounds, and the black light in the Nine Palaces Great Array was flourishing, and in the violent impact, the nine incense burners exploded, and nine clusters of scorching golden liquid splashed everywhere.

This drop of golden liquid contained extremely strong scorching energy, this thing was the most fundamental place of the divine power of these nine incense burners, and Han Chu would give up such a spiritual thing.

Flying body grabbed the black light in his hand with one claw, and instantly sealed the aura and stuffed it into the bag, and at the same time, his divine thoughts were displayed, and the golden liquid that was splashing wantonly was dissolved, even if Han Chu's iron-armored corpse was Xiaocheng, his physical body was many times stronger than that of ordinary monks, and he didn't dare to let the hot golden liquid touch his body at this time.

This scorching object, Han Chu now does not have an extremely cold thing in his hand to seal and store, with a roll of his eyes, Han Chu's divine thoughts poured into the Bi Fa Dharma, stimulating the wisp of Bi Fang Divine Bird Yuan Spirit inside the robe, only to hear a clear cry, the Bi Fang Divine Bird embroidered on the placket of the robe, spread its wings and flew out, swallowing the golden liquid into his stomach in one gulp, and the little spirit rotated excitedly around the top of Han Chu's head before throwing it into the robe.

Flying and leaping, taking the huge coral suspended on the zenith into his hand, Han Chu clapped his palms with satisfaction, and was about to continue to scavenge everything that could be used in the main hall, but there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears that was extremely fast from far and near.

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