Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 60 The Realm of the Netherworld

The corpse forest in Xinggeyuan is gloomy, with waves of ghosts rising and falling, shrouded in black fog all year round, and vague ghost whispers ringing in your ears from time to time.

Shen Caiyan is dressed in goose-yellow palace clothes, bright and elegant, walking gracefully in the ghostly fog.

A crippled war ghost stood solemnly behind, holding the banner of ten thousand ghosts. Countless war ghosts advanced in formation with blades in hand. Their brilliant fighting spirit scared away countless lonely ghosts.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I heard the sound of running water.

Shen Caiyan turned around, smiled softly at a ghost soldier wearing armor next to him, and whispered, "Master, after passing this ghost river, you will reach the ghost world."

After saying that, he smiled coquettishly and said: "From now on, please call me the ghost mother empress.

Remember, the Ai family is the mother of the devil! "

But I heard Jiang Moshu's muffled voice coming from the armor,

"Yes, yes, yes, your Majesty has a great opportunity to achieve the status of ghost mother. She is planning to occupy a place in this ghost world for shelter. In the end, she will work hard and die in repayment."

Shen Caiyan nodded slightly, the expression on his face became cold, and Danfeng's eyes turned into a cold and charming look, which remained frosty.

The order to kill came out of his mouth, "Kanjue listens to the order, rises from this river, and moves forward indomitably!"

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The sound of countless weapons being unsheathed echoed in the ghost mist.

boom! boom! boom!

The demonic aura of Can Jue Zhan Gui surged into the sky, piercing the ghost mist, and strode forward in formation to kill.

By the Ghost River, countless ghost soldiers emerged from the turbid water, indifferently swiping their blades to kill everything in sight.

The jade phosphorous ghost fire is extinguished.

The vicious evil spirits shall be destroyed.

The impermanent demons and ghosts shall be destroyed.

……

The immeasurable deathly resentment was like being swept by a strong wind, and all of it turned into the gray-white beads in Shen Caiyan's hand.

Ming Tan Zong's true inheritance hall, the magic weapon for refining ghosts,

Ghost Prison Pearl.

……

Refining ghosts is not difficult, especially for the disciples of Wangui Peak, it is just a familiar routine.

But the ghosts refined by the Ghost Prison Pearl need to absorb the resentment and resentment in the ghost world.

The territory in the Netherworld is boundless, and many ghost kings and ghost mothers demarcate and govern it.

If a monk goes too deep and loses his way, he will easily be attacked by a swarm of ghosts.

Therefore, unless the magic monks who come to Xinggeyuan have special skills or targeted spiritual weapons,

Otherwise, they would mostly practice on the edge of the ghost world and the real world, and not dare to go deep.

But Jiang Moshu had a bold idea.

After hearing what her master said, Shen Caiyan's face turned pale and the corners of her eyes could not help but jump a few times.

"You want me to pretend to be a ghost mother? How is this possible? My cultivation is not enough."

what!

It seems possible!

Shen Caiyan thought about her master's thoughts carefully, and a glint gradually appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Yes indeed,

In the land of the netherworld, there is no need to close the grudge-killing domain of Wangui Banner, there is a ghost domain.

The Golden Snake's Dharma is condensed and cannot come out, and the Ghost Mother's power has no flaw.

The war against ghosts was originally ordered by Wangui Banner, and her aura as the main soul was connected, which was in line with the true intention of the ghost mother.

Disguising herself as a ghost mother is indeed flawless. Even if she really wants to attack with the ghost mother's strength, she will still have the support of the demon dharma.

Shen Caiyan thought about it for a moment, a smile flashed in her eyes.

"I wonder if the slave family has become the ghost mother. Should I become the ghost king? Let the slave family serve the king well."

Jiang Moshu chuckled when he heard this, "Little girl, you have a good idea. Master, I will definitely prove the golden elixir, but I don't care about ghost kings or anything like that."

After saying that, he said seriously, "The Yunlou Sword Spirit and I are pretending to be your close bodyguards.

Yunlou is the sword spirit, I have Yinhua to cover me, there will be no flaws. "

Jiang Moshu waved his hand grandly, pointed at the boundless gloomy ghost energy of Xing Geyuan, and laughed loudly, "I'm going to Quantai to recruit the old troops, and I will kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners."

……

A mountain peak a thousand miles away from Xinggeyuan.

On the cliff where Leng Chan died, several late-stage Ningzhen Sect members from the Xuanhen Sword Sect gathered together.

The sect issued a Taoist mission to explore various anomalies within a thousand miles of Xinggeyuan, and those who discovered it would have made great achievements.

A hundred great achievements? !

In the Spirit Sword Hall, a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, only requires twenty great skills.

The best spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, only has eighty to one hundred merits.

In other words, as long as you are lucky, it will be a top-quality flying sword.

Coupled with the sword technique and sword intention,

Isn't killing heretic monks and demons just like chopping melons and vegetables? !

The Sect Foreign Affairs Hall does not even limit the number of people who can receive tasks.

Xuanhen Sword Sect's seven to nine levels in the later stage of Ningzhen are all eager to try it. After all, which sword cultivator can refuse a flying sword that is a top-quality spiritual weapon.

On the cliff, a late-stage Ningzhen from the Xuanhen Sword Sect carefully released Gang Yuan to explore Leng Chan's body.

The neck is smooth, like cut jade.

The head fell to the ground, with a faint smile on his face.

Although several days had passed, no wild beasts, snakes or insects dared to come over this cliff, and Leng Chan's body retained the appearance of the decisive battle at that time.

"Senior Brother Liu, is there anything strange?"

Another Ning Zhen asked with deep frown.

"This is a Buddhist monk from Northern Xinjiang. He has reached the ninth level of Ningzhen. His cultivation should be quite good.

Look at his body. Although several days have passed, there is still a faint golden light flowing around it. I am afraid it is not far from the realm of Buddhist Golden Body. "

Another Ningzhen said, "I used the Golden Rat to detect the remaining aura, but I found something. Can you guess which sect did it?"

"Stop being so secretive and tell me quickly. I'm still waiting to return to the sect."

"The aura left behind is the dark mist of Mingtan Sect's Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak, and the aura has passed in the direction of Xinggeyuan."

Several Xuanhen Sword Sects looked at each other seriously, and Senior Brother Liu among them said,

"Return to the sect first and see how the Foreign Affairs Department arranges it.

By the way, the golden body of this master was also brought back. "

……

Xing Geyuan,

Beyond the ghost river,

Suodong Zhenren had a little helplessness on his face and smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's just six golden elixirs, so he needs to make a trip for this golden elixir. His own golden elixir seems a bit worthless.

As a casual cultivator of golden elixirs, it is difficult to be trusted and accepted by sects and aristocratic families, and I don't like to be concerned about it, so I entrusted Duan Yu Pavilion to purchase some golden elixir treasures that were time-consuming and labor-intensive.

It was a pleasure to cooperate with each other, so I happily accepted the deal this time.

Earn some spiritual materials, it's not shabby, and it's quite generous. Six treasure materials are used to recover a corpse. Now that I know the target, I feel embarrassed to delay the matter any longer.

But this boy named Ji Cuiyu is really interesting. He went directly to the Netherworld and was in some trouble.

It has been many years since I entered the Netherworld. By calculation, it should be five hundred years.

Master Suodong smiled coldly, since he is here and the body needs to be recovered, Ji Cuiyu should also be killed and taken back.

After all, the son of the demon king made an extra condition, bringing back six treasures from the corpse, and bringing back one more corpse plus six more.

Come and do it, why not do it?

The elixir energy in Master Suodong's body shook, and the golden elixir realm opened. The ghost mist was stirred up and dispersed. All ghosts were covered by the realm and turned into ashes.

But with a flash of light, Master Suodong stepped through the void and crossed the Ghost River.