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Peak Golden Immortal Yin Xuege's brain was dizzy for a while, and he didn't want to ponder these existences that he couldn't understand for the time being.

But the gods?

"Gods, what is that?" Yin Bloodsong remembered the human powerhouses in the Greater Berlin city-state who claimed to be descendants of gods. For example, Fa Yinlan, doesn't she claim to be a descendant of the god of fire, and has the mysterious Liliang who controls the flames?

Including Allen, these humans who can freely control the natural element Liliang, they control the high-level Liliang in various city-states, they occupy high positions, control huge power, and are in charge of the distribution of all resources. To them, ordinary humans are the same as blood servants and blood slaves are to blood demons.

The reply to the Little Netherworld was clear, but it was also simple.

The so-called gods are the oldest and most primitive life forms that appeared in the heavens and the earth when the heavens and the earth were opened. They were born with a huge liliang, they were born by adhering to the laws of heaven and earth, and their every move can lead to the following of the distance between heaven and earth. These beings live together, they reproduce, and the offspring they give birth to are also gods.

Five gods were suppressed in the ghost prison, and they all had the strength of the peak golden immortals.

With so many years of repression, their liliang has been cut to the limit. Especially because of the end of the Dharma era, the five gods, like the ghost prison, have also been greatly damaged. But the gods are gods after all, and they have their own shijie in their bodies, and the damage they suffer is still much less than that of the ghost prison.

Therefore, the ghost prison has fallen into a desperate situation of the five decays of heaven and man, unless the blood song sacrifices to the ghost prison. Otherwise, it won't be long before the hell is about to collapse.

And these five suppressed gods. Although they are also weakened to the extreme, as long as the hell collapses. They can get out right away. With their talents and abilities, once they return to the outside world where heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, and lose the suppression of Netherworld Liliang, it won't be long before they can recover all Liliang. And at that time, it was the end of the Little Netherworld.

"Sacrifice to purgatory, or, be destroyed by me!"

The threat of the Little Netherworld was very direct, and eighteen ball lightning bolts the size of a water tank were suspended above Yin Blood Song's head. The terrifying coercion fell immediately, forcing Yin Xuege to stand up straight. Follow the information fed back by the Little Netherworld. These eighteen ball lightnings, any one of them can easily wipe out a celestial immortal!

Yin Xuege has not even reached the level of the Blood Demon Prince now, and the Little Netherworld uses the means of killing the Heavenly Immortals to deal with him, saying that it is too much to think of him by killing chickens with a bull knife. These lightning balls are enough to completely sweep away the Ghost Mansion in the outside world, and kill all the disciples of the Evil Bone Dao.

"I can become the master of the Ghost Prison!" Yin Xuege frowned, his face became extremely ugly, "But you have to promise that I won't be because of this matter. There is a danger of falling. If this threatens my life, I'd rather die with you. ”

"There won't be any danger, but you need to use your own vitality to maintain the current state of the Ghost Prison, and gradually recuperate and repair him. The reply of the Little Netherworld was very simple: "The Ghost Hell only needs one master. His current state will not continue to deteriorate, and the five gods in the ghost prison will never have a chance to get out of trouble. ”

"Good. I can be the master of the hell. Yin Xuege sighed: "But you have to give me enough compensation." I think, no matter how much you promise me. I've become the master of the ghost prison in the state of heaven and man, and I'm still affected by some unhappiness, right?"

After a moment of silence. The Little Netherworld gave its own promise.

There will definitely be negative effects. But the little Netherworld swore that he would do his best to compensate Yin Blood Song and try his best to minimize this bad effect. At the same time, the Little Netherworld ordered Yin Xuege to swear that he would never reach any tacit agreement with those five gods, and when Yin Xuege had enough strength, he must destroy these five gods and never allow them to be released from the ghost prison.

"I don't have a choice, so, I can swear with my soul that I will destroy them. Yin Xuege muttered helplessly. In the face of eighteen ball lightning bolts above his head that could easily wipe himself out millions of times, what else could Yin Blood Song say?

He strode into the first floor of the Eighteen Nether Forbidden Towers, slashed his wrist veins with the Blood Spirit Sword, and dripped the essence blood into the eighteen twisted and hideous sacrificial runes on the tombstone. As a little bit of essence blood continued to drip in, the body of the huge eighteen-story tower of the ghost prison began to tremble slightly, and the runes on the tombstone began to release a faint blood light, and countless ghosts and monsters faintly sighed in the ghost prison.

It was a kind of relaxed emotion from a person facing a desperate situation who suddenly found a glimmer of life, and Yin Xuege felt countless cold, fierce, violent, and ruthless eyes staring at his body. But as his blood continued to drip into the tombstone, these gazes gradually became docile and obedient, as docile as a pack of faithful old hounds touching their masters.

The sound of 'click' was endless, and countless hideous and ugly ghosts slowly appeared on the inner wall of the black tower.

The ghosts were solidified as substance, their bodies dark and looked like statues made of metal. Their faces were hideous, there were faint flashes of ghostly fire in their eyes, each ghost shadow exuded a terrifying aura that made Yin Xuege's body stiff, their number was so huge, the dense ghost shadows were clustered together, Yin Xuege couldn't tell how many of them there were for a while.

This time, it was not the consciousness of the Little Netherworld, but the spirit of the Ghost Prison itself, which was weak, and sent a message to Yin Xuege on its dying.

The Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld, this is one of the natal magic weapons that the master of the Little Netherworld, the 'Netherworld Daoist', began to practice with his natal essence when he set foot on the path of cultivation. In the beginning, the Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld were just an ordinary magic weapon, accompanied by the Netherworld Dao people who traveled to the heavens and killed countless enemies.

These jailers, the strongest are like the strength of the peak golden immortals, and the weakest ones even have ghosts and monsters in the cultivation period of the day after tomorrow. Anyway, in the ghost prison. These ghosts are immortal and indestructible, as long as the Hell itself exists. and they will never die.

After Yin Blood Song sacrificed the Ghost Prison, he was able to drive the jailers in the Ghost Prison to his advantage. But the Liliang of the Ghost Prison is extremely huge. Yin Xuege's cultivation is not a ghost path exercise, and the liliang he can provide to the ghost prison is limited. Every time he can drive the jailer, it depends on Yin Xuege's own strength.

For example, Yin Xuege is now close to the strength of Jindan Dacheng, and he should be able to drive the three Jindan Realm jailers to his use.

Unless Yin Xuege has the strength of the Netherworld Dao one day, and refines the ghost prison, and fully transforms the nature of the ghost prison, Yin Xuege can release all the countless jailers in the ghost prison to kill the enemy for him at one time.

"It's a big trouble, but it's somewhat useful!" Yin Xuege nodded slowly, and the matter had come to this. What else is there to be picky about?

One by one, the eighteen sacrificial runes all turned into blood, constantly emitting a clear blood light. Yin Xuege's eyes darkened for a while, and his breath weakened a lot. A large part of the blood demon clan's liliang is stored in the blood, and in order to fill these eighteen sacrificial runes, Yin Xuege has to consume at least half of the essence blood in his body, which is undoubtedly a huge weakening of his liliang.

Fortunately, he still had the blood saint essence blood in his body, and the natal essence blood from the old monk Muyu was there to support it, although the consumption was huge, it didn't take long. It's all back.

When all the eighteen sacrificial runes turned into blood, Yin Xuege's mind was chaotic, and countless strange ghost texts surged into his sea of consciousness, and one after another strange ghost path cultivation methods were integrated into his soul. This is the Da Luo Dao Fruit "Da Luo Fusheng Netherworld Dao Dao", which the master of the Little Netherworld 'Netherworld Dao Man' majored in during his lifetime. An article directly points to the golden avenue of the supreme realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

"Da Luo Daoguo?" Yin Xuege felt as if his soul had been slashed by countless thunderbolts over and over again, and his eyeballs almost didn't jump out of his sockets. He really wanted to shout and curse a few times, and greet the Netherworld Dao people.

Little Nether Gold's information always comes in such a timely manner. He told Yin Xuege frankly, "Da Luo Fusheng Netherworld". It is indeed a big Luo Daoguo.

Mortals cultivate, and one in a thousand people can enter the immortal path. It is for the earth immortals.

Ten thousand earth immortals have great perseverance, and only one person can be a heavenly immortal.

Millions of immortals, comprehend the traces of heaven and earth, survive three disasters and five tribulations, and three or five people can be golden immortals.

And hundreds of millions of golden immortals, condense the laws of heaven and earth, inviolable from all calamities, unstained by ten thousand laws, cut off all the shackles of cause and effect, and achieve great liberation and great consummation, among hundreds of millions of people, only one person is expected to be promoted to Daluo!

In that upper realm, the earth immortals are ants, the heavenly immortals are like beasts, and the golden immortals can be called 'immortals', and only the Da Luo Jin Immortals can open up a dojo and control one side, which is called the leader and ancestor of one party. Only the cultivation method of the Da Luo Jin Immortal condensed with the natal Da Luo Yuan Qi can be called the Da Luo Dao Fruit.

If an ordinary immortal has cultivated for countless years, he may not have the opportunity to advance to a higher realm. But if there is a Da Luo Dao Fruit with him, even if he doesn't have the opportunity to achieve the Da Luo Immortal Industry, but the achievement of an Immortal Golden Immortal, it will definitely not be able to escape.

After messing with the old demons in the Eastern cultivation world, such as the Nine Yin Princess and the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King, Yin Xuege knew more or less what kind of concept the so-called Great Luo Dao Fruit was. Not to mention that in the human cultivation realm, even in the upper realm where the legendary Divine Immortal Buddha lives, it will cause countless bloody storms. Even those terrifying beings who had already entered the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, they would not mind personally taking a copy of the Great Luo Dao Fruit, which could serve as a reference for the stone of the mountain to attack the jade.

"You want to kill me?" Yin Bloodsong roared angrily.

The little netherworld sighed slowly: "If you die, you just want to cultivate the Great Luo Fusheng Netherworld." Daoist friends are still living creatures at the moment, and living creatures are unable to cultivate ghost dao exercises. Otherwise, the sword in the hand of the Daoist friend looks very sharp, as long as the Daoist friend slams a heavy sword on his neck, the small Netherworld can be dominated by the Daoist, and in the future, the Daoist will inherit the mantle of the Netherworld Daoist and achieve the Great Luo Dao Fruit, wouldn't it be happy?"

Happy?Yin Xuege really wanted to swear. He didn't feel that there was any joy in cultivating the Ghost Dao Exercises, he was absolutely unwilling to transform himself into a ghost, a ghost, or a skeleton, and he was even unwilling to transform himself into a zombie. Although he is the body of a blood demon, he can be regarded as a demon, but the demon is at least a living person, he still has a heartbeat, blood flow, knows joy, anger and sorrow, and he does not want to become a ghost.

"Shut up, this thing. There's no need to discuss!" Yin Blood Song was absolutely unwilling to transform himself into a ghost, and it was absolutely impossible for him to cultivate this damn Great Luo Fusheng Netherworld! Otherwise, Yin Xuege felt that it would be impossible for him to cultivate this damn exercise!

"As you wish!" the little Netherworld didn't force it. The way of cultivation is like this, if you have a fate, you will naturally come to your door, if you don't have a fate, even if you are a Dao Ancestor, you can't ask for it.

Countless ghostly ghost texts were rapidly circling in the sea of Yin Blood Song Knowledge, and gradually the Nether Ghost Text was transformed into a strange text that Yin Blood Song could not recognize at all. These black-gold words are simple and mysterious, and each text seems to point directly to the truth of heaven, full of mystical and mysterious atmosphere.

These strange words slowly entangled, and finally turned into a palm-sized grimace jade plate suspended in Yin Xuege's sea of knowledge. This black ghostly jade plate slowly absorbed the netherworld aura of the outside world, transforming it into a trace of cold qi that Yin Xuege's soul enjoyed incomparably. Feeding back Yin Xuege's soul, his soul becomes stronger and more refined every moment.

"If Daoist friends can't lead the knife into a fast, there will be fate in the future, find a mantle for my Daoist master! Of course. If one day the Taoist friend is enlightened and wants to defect to my Netherworld, as long as he has a sword in his hand, the Little Netherworld should lead the Daoist friend here!"

The bloody and singing eyes turned green. He roared angrily, "How could I not figure out how to kill myself?"

The little netherworld said slowly in a tone that was fully realized and accustomed to seeing the red dust and wind and rain: "Who can say for sure? Maybe Daoyou lost his parents? Or Daoyou's beloved woman went to another man's bed? Or Daoist Dao Master Tribulation but was powerless to retaliate? Heavenly Dao is ruthless, but as a cultivator, who wouldn't encounter a few calamities that are like death? If it comes to such a moment. Daoists only need to remember to put a sword on their necks, and the Netherworld is always welcome to join Daoists. ”

"There are four hundred and eighty-nine ghost monks outside!" Yin Xuege slowly walked towards the second layer of the ghost prison. As he walked, he sneered, "Why don't you choose them to be the heirs of the Netherworld?"

"They don't have this chance!" said the little Netherworld Realm mysteriously, "Daoist friends are here." Daoist friends can subdue the Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Towers, this is the fate of Daoists! Those young monks, several of them have indeed extraordinary qualifications, but they are not extraordinary enough to inherit the Great Luofu Netherworld Dao. Choosing them to be the heirs of the Little Netherworld is a harm to them, and a harm to myself. ”

"There is such a thing as chance, there is it, and if there is not, there is nothing!" The little netherworld said indifferently: "Daoist friends don't want to enter my netherworld, and the future heirs of my netherworld lineage will definitely be in Daoyou." ”

Yin Xuege just kept sneering, he walked up to the second layer of the ghost prison step by step, and also saw a black tomb standing in the middle of the ghost prison.

Countless ghosts and monsters appeared from the tower, and they bowed down to Yin Xuege, and the ghost sound of 'chirping' hit like a storm, and many evil ghosts bared their teeth or laughed or cried, and the yin wind and ghost fire made the whole ghost prison so good that it was not mad.

In this way, Yin Xuege made it all the way to the top of the highest tower, and he finally met the five prisoners who were imprisoned here.

The eighteenth layer of the ghost prison is a netherworld space with a radius of thousands of miles. In the middle of an extraordinarily large tomb floated in the vast ghost mist, the eighteen town prison officials of the ghost prison sat cross-legged on the grave, born hideously and terrifyingly, the whole body was like a metal cast, naked and holding various weapons The town prison officials bared their teeth and recited the ghost words, constantly releasing the ghost fire to burn the five prisoners here.

Three men and two women, a total of five tall, handsome and beautiful prisoners were imprisoned in five nine ghost coffins, and a sharp ghost thorn was deeply embedded in their bodies and constantly extracted the essence and blood from their bodies.

The five prisoners were all around ten meters tall, and their bodies were all hidden in the black coffins of the Nine Ghosts, with only their heads exposed.

The huge metal coffin, decorated with nine demon heads, was densely pasted with countless ghost talismans, and a heavy iron chain was tied to the coffin. The exposed heads of the five prisoners were even more striking, and they all had black chains drilled out of their seven orifices, and the ghostly fire spewed out by the town prison officials continued to flow into their heads along these chains, burning their brains.

Sensing that a living creature was coming in, a goddess with blue hair and silver eyes and a beautiful appearance slowly opened her eyes and smiled softly at Yin Xuege: "How many years? This ghost place finally has a living creature come in? I am the Frost Daughter Eskar, release us, we can meet all your conditions! Power, wealth, beauty, countless people, whatever you want, we can give you." ”

The voice of the Little Netherworld sounded directly in this layer of ghost prison.

"Alright, you five damned things! This fellow Daoist is the new prison master of the Eighteen Forbidden Towers of the Netherworld. Although he did not inherit the mantle of my Netherworld Dao Master, he was indeed the new master of this ghost prison. ”

"What you are looking forward to, because of the disintegration of the laws of heaven and earth, the ghost prison will disintegrate by itself, and the opportunity for you to escape has been completely eliminated. ”

"Your fate will be irreversible, your bodies will be reduced to nothingness, and your souls will be imprisoned forever in the ghost prison, becoming the eternal slaves of the new prison master. ”

After sneering a few times, the little Netherworld said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist, this is another chance for you! Decades ago, I sensed that the laws of heaven and earth had reappeared, and the spiritual veins of heaven and earth had reunited, and these five prisoners had recovered a little. Daoyou is actually the body of a blood demon, and Daoyou actually stepped into this place when the small netherworld opened again, this is the will of heaven. ”

"Please also ask Daoyou to devour their natal essence blood as much as possible, and weaken their liliang as much as possible. ”

The Little Netherworld said indifferently: "After all this, I will guide Daoist friends to a few wonderful places in the Little Netherworld Realm and collect some spiritual objects that are useful to Daoists." ”

Eskat's face changed suddenly, and she looked at Yin Xuege with resentment: "You are the descendant of that dead ghost? You damned cultivators, this heaven and earth will be controlled by us after all, although you will succeed for a while, but you who are despicable in nature will never be able to get away with it." ”

A ghostly fire erupted from the hands of those town prison officials, burning Eska's pretty face like a ghost in an instant.

Yin Xuege pondered for a moment, and then he dodged to Escara's side, opened his mouth and bit her delicate and soft neck fiercely. (To be continued......)

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