Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Facing the terrifying blood lake, Ghost Network also had great fear in his heart.

The strange energy of the breath acts on his body, making the soul in his body very happy to be attracted by the strange breath. It seems that as long as he does not use the magic formula to stabilize his mind, the soul in his body will leave the body and sink into the blood-red mask in front of him. wall.

Such a strange situation is something that Guiluo has never encountered since the birth of spiritual wisdom.

At the same time, he also felt that the energy of the soul in the blood lake was extremely majestic. If it wasn't for feeling that the energy of the soul had no attack effect on his own soul, at such a short distance, it would only be a majestic oppressive force of the soul. , It can make people's mind collapse and fall on the spot.

Facing this dangerous place, the only thing Ghost Network thinks about at this moment is to leave quickly.

Hearing the order from Ghost Network, all the ghost cultivators, frightened in their hearts, agreed quickly, and drove the escape light to patrol around.

The three peak monks of Lang Yuan, the ghost king, are still holding the formula in their hands at this time, manipulating the huge clock above their heads.

With the help of the three peak monks of ghost kings, controlling a copy of the Chaos Spirit Treasure, although they did not input their own mana with all their strength, it was also extremely difficult.

If it weren't for the high-grade Yin stone given by the ghost network to the three of them, which could continuously restore their mana, the three of them would have already exhausted their mana with their own strength.Even so, the three of them had already reached the point where it was unbearable.

"Lang Yuan, remove your mana, and let the old man take care of the Soul Requiem Bell."

Hearing the words of amnesty from Ghost Network, the three big monks of Lang Yuan immediately looked overjoyed, and hastily pointed out with their fingers, a series of incantations appeared, and the magic power in their bodies was quickly withdrawn.

Almost at the moment when their mana was withdrawn, the three of them sat cross-legged on the rocky ground without caring about being polite to Ghost Network, and quickly recovered their mana.

As soon as the Requiem Clock, which was as high as Zhang Xu, flickered, it was caught in front of him by the ghost network.

Looking at the huge clock in front of him, Guiluo's eyes revealed a fierce look, and he clenched his teeth.Although he was convinced at this time that that hateful young monk of the human race must have already fallen into the soul bell, the anger in his heart was still hard to dissipate at this time.

It's just that this soul clock is not his own, he can only control a little of its power, otherwise he must see with his own eyes how that hateful human monk fell.

Here, although there will still be that weird hurricane blowing from the blood-red wall, the threat to everyone has not increased much.As long as the ghost cultivators are prepared, they can naturally resist.

"My lord, sixty miles to the left, I found a passage that leads directly to the Blood Lake in front. My lord, please go and have a look."

It didn't take long for several figures to come, bowing one after another, and opening their mouths respectfully.

"I found the location so quickly. It seems that the area of ​​the soul lake here is not very large. Very good, let the others know and gather at the passage. If you want to come to that place, it should lead to the altar."

As the sound transmission symbols shot out, hundreds of ghost cultivators gathered together again.

At this moment, in front of everyone is a stone-step passage made of snow-white rocks.This passage extends forward, submerging into the crimson wall.The stone steps are white and transparent, as if there is no trace of dust or blemishes on them.

Among the ghost cultivators, there are naturally people with extraordinary knowledge, who can tell at a glance that these snow-white rock steps are all made of dolomite.

Although dolomite is not an extremely precious refining material, it is also extremely rare.

Its material is hard, yet light as cotton wool.If it is placed in Fangshi, it is bound to be scrambled by ghost monk monks.

Unexpectedly, this stone step road with a width of two or three feet is actually paved with such precious refining materials.

Spiritual consciousness went up along the stone steps, the stone steps submerged into the red wall and extended upwards, and after submerging into a red cloud-shrouded land, it was difficult to detect the reality.

"This place is weird and dangerous. No one can grab anything. If you violate it, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

In this dangerous place, Ghost Network naturally heightened its vigilance, glanced at everyone present, a terrifying murderous aura emanated, and with one scroll, everyone was enveloped in it.

Faced with that oppressive aura, everyone immediately shuddered.They all bowed and agreed.

"Hei Lin, quickly lead your men to visit ahead and see if the stone steps lead to the altar."

Following Ghost Network's words, although a ghost cultivator standing in the crowd seemed to have a strange flicker in his eyes, he recovered in an instant, flew out, and respectfully agreed.

Following his appearance, several Guishuai monks flew out of the crowd immediately.

The few people didn't say anything, and stepped directly on the white stone steps without the slightest hesitation.With a flickering figure, he hurried towards the blood-red wall.

When they were about to reach the wall, several people stopped at the same time.

After looking at the wall for a few breaths, they actually took steps at the same time and shot forward together.The speed was several times faster than before.Several ghost cultivators actually have the heart to advance and retreat together.

The red glow rose brightly, and the figures of several ghost cultivators flickered, and they entered it without any hindrance.

With several people submerged in the cloud and mist, even the Ghost Network, it is already difficult to detect the status of everyone.

A sound transmission talisman shot out, and in a flash it arrived at the ghost network.

"It's really good. At the end of the stone steps is the altar. I'll hurry up and complete this mission." Hearing the sound transmission talisman, Ghost Network expressed joy and said calmly.

After a while, the surviving ghosts landed on a tall stone platform with a circumference of three hundred feet.

The entire altar seemed to be wrapped in a thin layer of red mist, and in that thin layer of mist, there were many extremely mysterious rune spells, like snakes, looming in the mist.

Everyone stepped on the altar, as if they were stepping on cotton wool, light and weak.

The stone platform is surrounded by cliffs, and red clouds and mist shroud the surrounding area.Below is more than a hundred feet away, and the red viscous lake water is choppy.Daoist ghosts loomed among the waves, looking extremely scary.

Looking up to the top, there is a strange crimson and dazzling red cloud covering, in the red cloud, there seems to be a wave of forbidden fluctuations looming, under the sweeping glance of the ghost network's huge consciousness, the slightest wave of space power can be sensed in the cloud .

Wandering around the hundreds of feet of the altar, Guiluo's face revealed a dignified expression.

For the soul sacrifices in the past, although there are descriptions in the realm of ghosts, they are not suitable for everyone in the ghost network at this time.

Because they don't have a magic circle to imprison the ghosts, but the ghosts exist in the soul bell.Ghost Luo doesn't know if releasing the tens of millions of ghosts in the Soul Requiem Bell can activate the teleportation array that leads directly to the realm of ghosts.

But at this time, there is no other way but to try.

Gathering all the ghost cultivators in the center of the vast altar, Guiluo's expression changed from calm to extremely ferocious.Gritting his teeth tightly, he suddenly pointed his fingers towards the tall soul-rescue clock in front of him.

The formulas in his hands are changing, and he is chanting words in his mouth, and the spells are gushing out from his mouth.

"Open!~~"

A violent drink suddenly came out from Guiluo's mouth.Following this cry, a majestic spiritual power gushed out from the Requiem Bell, which was as high as Zhang Xu, and an extremely dark mist, like a black hurricane, immediately swept forward.

"Ah, it's impossible, how could not a single ghost appear."

An exclamation, accompanied by the emergence of a majestic mist, suddenly resounded on the spot.