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Chapter 513 Ghost Liao Evil God Curse, Emperor You Finally Appears

"Performing vaginal surgery?"

As soon as these words came out, several people all looked dignified.

In the past, no one would have cared about this near-suicide method, but now they understand the danger of this technique.

The Land of Nine Nethers is mysterious and unpredictable. Not only is the home of the three souls, but also real immortals, evil spirits and ghosts hide in it. They are powerful, and some of them are not even controlled by the heavens.

Like the Nine Nether Ghost Kingdom, it was sealed in a cave near the Nine Nethers, and the Nether Glazed Venerable who plotted this world was a mighty power in the Nine Nethers.

Dugu Xi snorted coldly, "I'm afraid it's Emperor Wei You!"

Wang Xuan didn't hesitate, and immediately ordered: "Go, take a detour, don't disturb the Nine Infant Legion!"

With an order, the sails of the sky surveying treasure ship fluttered, and slowly turned the bow. On the rear ship building, the sergeants also drew bows and arrows, ready for battle.

Under the cover of clouds and mist, the sky surveying treasure ship bypassed the Nine Infant Legion and flew towards the place where the black light rose.

The territory of the human race has already left here.

Even though he was above the sea of ​​clouds, Wang Xuan could still feel the majestic burst of savage qi.

Rainforests, swamps, vast lakes, frightening demon spirits that flicker away, and colorful poison barriers that gather and separate are completely unsuitable for survival.

However, Wang Xuan knew that this place was originally the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In ancient times, the dynasty's footprints even spread all over the world.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "I have learned some information, no matter the ghost liao or the barbarians of the ice field, they were all servants of the imperial court, and later they could not bear the oppression, and they jointly overthrew the imperial court with Da Zhou."

"However, these alien races have different habits from our human race, and they are extremely resistant to the magic of conferring gods. They rebelled repeatedly. They were beaten and disappeared during the Great Zhou Dynasty. Later, the Nine Nether Ghost Kingdoms made trouble, and the Great Zhou fell. These alien races have risen again."

When everyone heard it, they suddenly realized.

Zhenjun Guangyuan said thoughtfully: "I have researched that Yinmen is the inheritance of the emperor. At that time, the art of conferring gods did not appear, so it should be inseparable from the law of life and death of tribal witch sacrifices."

"Ghosts and aliens still mainly worship ancient witches to sacrifice to evil ghosts. Maybe they keep this technique."

Dugu Xi said in a deep voice: "Whether it is related to Emperor Wei You or not, you can find out after a look. Killing this beast early will also eliminate future troubles."

While speaking, the treasure ship that surveys the sky has arrived at its destination.

By this time dusk had passed and night fell.

Below was a wide open space in the middle of a swamp, covered with mud puddles and covered with green algae like mold.

On the open space, a huge altar has already been built with wooden frames, black stones, bones, etc., and the green flames in the surrounding braziers are blazing.

Around the altar, stood a large bronze cauldron, filled with bloody human heads, huge centipedes, gnats and other poisonous insects crawling around.

In the center of the altar is a circular pool, and a statue of a god stands in the water. It looks like a woman with a graceful body, but the whole head is wrapped in a red cloth, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly.

Wang Xuan also finally saw something about the Ghost Liao tribe.

Although they are humanoid, they have dark complexion, four eyes on the forehead, and protruding fangs in their mouths, like wild boars. They are dressed in sackcloth and bone armor, and their faces are painted with various paints, all of which are hideous ghost faces.

Outside, there were dense crowds of Ghost Liao people holding torches.

In the bonfire, yarrow, insect beetle, colorful mushrooms and spices were ignited, thick smoke billowed up, and these Ghost Liao people holding torches danced wildly in the smoke.

In the pool around the statue, there were more than a dozen priests kneeling in the water like dead people.

"It's indeed a sinister technique!"

Guangyuan Zhenjun said in a deep voice: "The method of passing the yin, the mortals need to fix the seven souls in the body to stay in the yang, and the soul enters the nether world with the water, firstly, the formation altar must open up the earthly yin, and secondly, it must be guarded by the earth gods, so that they can go back and forth. "

After hearing this, Wang Xuan suddenly remembered something.

In the forbidden area of ​​the Palace of Eternal Life, in the ruins of the ancient royal city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhenjun Guangyuan set up a trap with a fake "passing the underworld technique" and killed several lackeys of Emperor Youdi.

Thinking about it now, if Emperor Wei You fell for the trick, he would probably just be sent back to his hometown.

Xuan Yuan's leader looked disappointed, "It seems that it is just a ghost sacrifice, not Wei Youdi's doing."

Zhenjun Guangyuan's eyes moved slightly, "Don't worry, let's take another look."

Everyone knew what it meant as soon as they heard it, and fell into silence one after another.

If the human race is united, Guangyuan Zhenjun will use the "passing the yin technique" to go to the underworld, trying to seize the artifact and perfect the divine way.

At this moment, I am afraid that I have observed the use of Yin technique, as a reference.

Wang Xuan sighed slightly in his heart, and also rotated the candle dragon eye to check.

Looking at the qi with Yang eyes, he suddenly found that the altar pool was filled with a stream of spirit qi similar to earth qi, but more secluded and cold, tumbling and rolling like a black hot spring.

Wang Xuan instantly thought of the murals of the Human Emperor Temple.

At the time of the Emperor of the Earth, it was described that many monsters ran out of this black mist hot spring, and the Emperor of the Earth threw himself into the suppression, and passed on to the Human Emperor before his death.

It seems that this evil technique has caused disasters in ancient times, but now it is protected by the rules of heaven, so it should not happen again.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Wang Xuan's mind.

The Earth Emperor's "Requiem for Soul" contains a lot of secrets, and he has been unable to engrave it before. Could it be because of insufficient conditions?

Just like "Zhu Xingbao Gao", you can learn it only when you gather all the star offering stones.

And judging from the murals, the human race often used Yin arts in ancient times. Does the true power of the "Requiem for Soul" appear in the nether world?
Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately informed Zhenjun Guangyuan via voice transmission.

He didn't have the courage to give up everything, but he wanted to help as much as he could.

"Oh?"

Master Guangyuan listened, his eyes were thoughtful.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan didn't bother, but continued to observe the soul with dark eyes, and suddenly found something strange.

In the billowing black mist, the souls of the witch priests of the Ghost Liao Clan were being lifted up by countless pairs of densely packed pale arms.

At the same time, there was also a phantom of a tall woman, dressed in a white robe and covering her face with a red cloth, who was the evil god worshiped by these Ghost Liao Clan.

Seemingly aware of something strange, the female evil spirit suddenly raised her head.

Even though the distance was far away, Wang Xuan could still feel that his eyes were facing this woman.

This was a kind of spiritual induction, Wang Xuan felt inexplicably cold all over his body, as if he saw the woman's head through the red cloth.

The other party has no facial features, only a dark hole in the face, dark and deep, and it gets bigger and bigger in his sight...

"Hmph, courting death!"

Wang Xuan let out a cold snort, the Divine Light of Myriad Tribulations circulated, and as the transparent flame rose, the surroundings of his body suddenly crackled, as if countless invisible bugs had been stepped on and exploded, and at the same time a stream of stench qi floated.

Several Earth Immortals around also noticed something strange at the same time.

Zhenjun Guangyuan frowned slightly, "This spell is a bit weird..."

"what--!"

And below, as Emperor Xuan broke the spell, a woman's shrill scream also emerged from the statue, and then black pus and blood flowed down under the red stone hijab.

In Wang Xuanzhulong's eyes, the soul of the evil woman also writhed strangely like a mechanical version, and her whole body was full of blood.

It seems that because the overcasting technique was interrupted, in the black mist, the densely packed pale monster hands also became confused and fell into madness, tearing and dragging the evil god and the soul of the witch priest into the darkness.

boom!
The altar exploded with a bang, the black mist dissipated, and all the witch priests died suddenly. Even the statues of the gods were cracked like spider webs, and they were scattered all over the ground.

The people of the Ghost Liao clan around went crazy. They searched in all directions with red eyes, dense crowds of human-headed savages and strange poisonous insects rose from the swamp, gathering like dark clouds...

The mud splashed everywhere, and a python-like centipede burst out of the ground, circling ferociously in the swamp, raising it high from time to time, as if it was feeling something...

However, it is doomed to futility.

No one has discovered the culprit hidden under the bright moon and in the dark clouds.

Wang Xuan was a little speechless, how could he have imagined that this evil god's spell was so sharp, and it would be even more ferocious when it reacted back.

Seeing this, Wei Tingshan stepped forward and cupped his hands, "My lord, do you want to make a move?"

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, "This place is not far from the Nine Infant Legion, the movement is too loud, it is easy to startle the snake, avoid it for now!"

With an order, the sky surveying treasure ship immediately fled into the clouds and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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Not long after they left, the Ghost Liao tribe gradually regained their stability. Some people carefully collected the corpses of the witch priests, stripped off their clothes, and put them in a large cauldron to start cooking.

And an old man dressed in colorful clothes and exuding a strange breath of energy from bones all over his body led a team of guards to the depths of the dense forest.

In the humid dense forest, ghost fires danced and black mist surged.

Wherever the old man of the Ghost Liao Clan passed, there was a rustling sound under dead branches and fallen leaves, and all kinds of poisonous insects frantically fled.

The group of them didn't care, and quickly walked into the black mist.

The surroundings were instantly bright, and the bright moonlight shone down on a clearing in the forest. A handsome young man was leisurely laying out a chess record on the stone table. It was Emperor Wei You, who is now Zhou Ao.

His whole body breath is introverted, and the abyss is like the sea. In a short period of time, he has cultivated to the state of being fully connected, and he is only one step away from the earth immortal.

On the ground next to the stone table, there was a sarcophagus wrapped in a meteorite, with plasma surging inside, as if something was slowly wriggling.

The old man of the Ghost Liao tribe stared at Zhou Ao, his eyes were full of viciousness, and he babbled a lot in his mouth, with a lot of tongue-tattling sounds, as if he was cursing.

After Zhou Ao heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "What are you blaming me for? This is the will of your ancestors. Whether you can get the things has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, he looked thoughtfully at the direction where the treasure ship was leaving, the pupils in his eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils of beasts, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "There are not many chances, if you want to play with your bugs alive after three years, hurry up!" Bring your stuff here!"

(End of this chapter)