A ghost bridge leads straight to the sky, and the token that Baili Wuwu took out does not know what it is, and the ghost bridge drawn has an invisible barrier prohibition, and the dense ghostly ghost fire around the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Temple and the strange aura of the hall itself are completely separated, and it cannot have the slightest suppressive effect on the ghost bridge.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses and the Hundred Miles of Boundless were divided into two groups, one after the other entered the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Palace, Han Chu was not in a hurry, and waited for about half a pillar of incense until the breath of the Ghost Bridge faded, and then he walked into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Hall unhurriedly.

The main hall is square, the length and width are not less than a thousand meters, the emptiness is boundless, at the end of the main hall facing the gate, there are double stone doors that are more than ten meters high, the stone door is slightly opened, there are two huge fierce ghost heads on the two stone doors, in addition to the shape is more huge, the appearance is the same as the gate of the Lang Evil Fang.

On the left and right sides, there are fifty-four thick giant pillars that are full of five people hugging each other, arranged in a staggered and orderly manner, and the dark stone pillars are carved with fierce and hungry ghosts, flying Yaksha, and the images are vivid, full of anger, and the fierce light is exposed, as if it may fly out at any time.

With the experience in the Lang Evil Workshop, Han Chu quickly saw that this Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Hall was the same as the one in the Lang Evil Workshop, and the interior was also built according to the formation, but whether it was the complexity of the formation or the ferocity of the ghosts sealed in this one hundred and eight giant pillars, it was far from being comparable to the Lang Evil Workshop.

As the entrance to the Yellow Spring, the ghostly aura of this place is so strong that it is simply outrageous, and it has even condensed into pieces of black crystals of different sizes scattered and piled up all over the main hall.

The mountains of crystals were scattered in a mess, and they were obviously swept away by the Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse Demon Dao Monks and Baili Wuya and others who rushed in first, but those people also knew that the really important things in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Hall were stored inside the main hall, and these crystals outside were just the products of vassals, and in the anxious pursuit, the Netherworld Crystals scattered all over the ground were only about forty percent.

"Good thing! these losers don't even want it!"

Han Chu smiled and sighed, the luster of the Divine Talisman in his eyebrows flashed, and all the Netherworld Crystals in the entire hall were instantly gathered in front of Han Chu. The dark and shiny piles up into a hill that is almost eight meters high.

Such a heavy netherworld aura crystallized together, and the rich cold and evil aura churned, even Han Chu couldn't help but feel a chill on his skin, and the blood river would be even more frozen and shivering. Hurriedly sacrificed the golden floating slaughter talisman that was snatched from the hands of the people of the Mystic Law Sect.

Carrying the Golden Corpse Quenching Technique, Han Chu opened his mouth and inhaled, and a large amount of black-gray netherworld aura poured out from the hill, turning into a torrent visible to the naked eye, roaring up. Constantly pouring into Han Chu's mouth, with the influx of these netherworld aura, the aura on Han Chu's body was also changing rapidly, a pair of pale green eyes, the color became more and more listic.

Blood River's two eyes were red with envy, and he couldn't wait for Han Chu to bite him immediately and turn him into a zombie with his dead breath, he clicked the corners of his mouth a few times, but he could only hum, and hurriedly stuffed a lot of Nether Crystals into the treasure bag.

If it's an ordinary monk. Even if it is a monk who cultivates the ghost path exercises, he devours the netherworld aura so unscrupulously, even if he is not frozen into a 10,000-year-old ice corpse by the breath, his physical body collapses and turns into a ghost.

But the zombie becomes the Tao by plundering, and its ability to plunder the spirit of the living beings to quickly improve its strength in a short period of time, even the Demon Dao and the Ghost Dao are far inferior, and they can only sigh in their hearts, if it were not for the low intelligence of the remnant soul in the early stage of the zombie, I don't know how many zombie powerhouses in the cultivation world would emerge.

And Han Chu, the king of corpses. Not only can it perfectly absorb and utilize the little essence that is devoured, but the objects that are plundered and devoured are far more than living beings, once the Golden Corpse Quenching Technique is operational. Almost any aura in heaven and earth can become nourishment for being plundered and nourished by Han Chu.

There must also be enough spiritual energy supply, Han Chu, the golden armor corpse king, can continue to strengthen himself, but it is a pity that the spiritual energy in the current cultivation world is thin, and the heavenly and earthly treasures are even rarer, and the spiritual energy required for the evolution of Han Chu's iron armored corpse is an astronomical amount.

The ghostly aura in this Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Temple has not been accumulated for tens of thousands of years. Han Chu was worried that he didn't have the aura to nourish his body, at this time, the Netherworld Crystals were delivered in front of him, how could he let it go, if he could absorb all these crystals, his physical body would at least be able to advance to the stage of the Iron Armored Corpse.

However, in a dozen breaths, Han Chu had already devoured nearly thirty percent of the Netherworld Cold Air, and at this moment, the fragments of the sword blade on Han Chu's body jumped violently, and a scarlet luster emerged from the broken blade, and a series of crisp sounds of "bang-la-la-la", all the crystals were annihilated into ashes in an instant, and the crystals piled up like a hill were swallowed up by the broken blade in one go.

The broken blade trembled slightly, emitting a sword groan that seemed to be comfortable, and the breath that was originally weakened to the extreme suddenly grew up slightly, and between the four broken blades, a very short little red blade link was faintly born.

"Damn! I made you pick up the cheap!"

Originally, he was expecting to use this to make the iron armored corpse complete, but he didn't want to be sucked clean by this broken blade in one go, Han Chu scolded secretly, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

"After eating so many spars, it is only after eating that it has recovered so little!"

Han Chu couldn't help but smile bitterly, he couldn't imagine how powerful the energy would have to be devoured if this sword was fully restored, of course, if there was really a day of recovery, even if it was only a partial recovery of power, the benefits would be enough to surprise Han Chu.

The Netherworld crystals piled up all over the ground dispersed, revealing the ground of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Temple completely carved from a whole boulder, and there were some ghost things and fragments of blades scattered on the ground, most of which were old, and the wreckage and fragments had been lost in aura.

However, there were five hungry ghost remains, but they were obviously all freshly dead, the corpses were intact and preserved, and the cold and biting cold air had not completely dissipated, and at this time, there was no spar to cover it, and it suddenly filled the hall.

With a wave of his palm, Han Chu drew a forbidden block to block the cold air, and walked with the blood river step by step to the vicinity of one of the fierce and ugly corpses.

The face is like the bottom of a pot, the mouth is bloody and fangs, the head is born with two horns, and there is a slender almost invisible sword mark in the center of the eyebrows, obviously this wound is the life of this ghost.

"Boss! All of them are Jindan Dacheng's fierce ghosts, all of them are lethal with a sword!

Xuehe carefully examined each corpse, then walked over to Han Chu with a frown, and whispered suspiciously.

"It's the technique of Emperor Taihao Sword Palace!"

Han Chu answered with an expressionless face, although the sword qi Ling Xiao Jue he cultivated had been fused with the essence blood again, but after all, his eyesight was still there, and he could see the traces of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace at a glance when he killed these five powerful ghosts, and this person's sword skills were so strong that he was by no means unknown.

The red broken blade flew out again, and the scarlet light swirled, absorbing and devouring the five hungry ghost remains on the ground, but this time the recovery of the sword body was almost none.

"But how is this possible? How can the people from the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace come in?"

Blood River muttered in disbelief, this place is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Hall at the center of the Little Netherworld, how can the people of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace be able to open the prohibition here, and if the people of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace are one step ahead, how can there still be such a huge Netherworld Crystal here.

"Nothing is impossible! Since the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses Demon Dao can enter, then the others also have a way to get in! Besides, if there are really people from the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace here, it may not be a bad thing for us!"

Han Chu smiled faintly, a sly light shone in his slightly squinted eyes, the elite of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses Demon Dao was exhausted in this trip, and he was determined to obtain the Netherworld Inheritance, even if there was a private alliance between Hundred Miles Boundless and Hundred Miles Worry-free, if Han Chu wanted to get benefits from them, it would take a lot of effort.

But if there are people from the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace here, then the situation is completely different, as the so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and the snipe and the clam compete with each other, so that the fisherman can profit.

In addition, Han Chu released the ghost martial arts, and the three of them also worked tirelessly to collect and screen all the fragments of weapons and magic weapons, although most of them have lost their aura, but there are still a few of them containing priceless precious materials, Han Chu filled the aura, and those that could be reused were all put away, and the rest were all thrown away to the remnant sword to devour.

In this way, the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Netherworld Hall were completely looted, and Han Chu stayed with the Ghost Martial Arts and the two of them walked unhurriedly and staggered along the two huge stone doors that were slightly opened in the deepest part of the hall.

As soon as the stone gate was opened, there was a dense sound of metal colliding in his ears, and streams of mana fluctuations were surging outward, Han Chu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then Yang Guan chuckled brightly, he only delayed such a little effort, and the fight inside started so quickly.

However, it was said that Han Chu and the others entered the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Netherworld Hall for about a stick of incense, and the fairy light outside the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Hall where the yin wind was calling, and thousands of colorful silk threads hung down from the clouds, and it was dark, and the ghostly sky instantly became clear.

The fairy light is sheng, separating the surrounding yin wind and ghostly energy, and dozens of figures appear in the colorful silk wisps, led by three people, a woman with silver hair, but a beautiful woman holding a golden scepter, a short stature, an old man with crane hair and a childish face, and a majestic old man with a tall body and a black shading golden dragon robe, are the three sect masters of the three sects of the righteous path.

And behind Xuankong, there was a handsome young man with black hair standing, his eyes were amazingly powerful, and he had a faint smile of confidence on his face, it was Taihao Yuanyang Tongtian Sword Master Yang Xiuzhu, who was not in the same sky as Han Chu.

It's just that in just two days, this Yang Xiuzhu didn't know what adventures he had, and his Jing Yuan sword qi was not only fully recovered, but also strengthened a few points more than the last time he fought with Han Chu. (To be continued.) )

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