nine coffins

Chapter 474 Say it or not?Ghost's Secret Spell

In hell, the magic piano and Meng Hun, with their backs against the mural door, crossed their knees in peace.Xiao Luo, Wu'er and the mysterious white sedan chair were opposite him.

There is no trace of a fight in this hell seat cave.At this time, for unknown reasons, the two sides seemed to have formed a rather delicate balance.

Silence, silence for a while.

The void beside the white sedan suddenly fluctuated.One red and one black, a man and a woman, two figures appeared.Those were two monks from the Fire Tribulation Realm, belonging to the dragon and phoenix clans.As soon as the two of them appeared, they quickly knelt down on one knee in front of the small sedan chair.

"Return to the third son, there is only this way up and down the Nether Mountain, and there is no other entrance! However, the subordinates are still sending people to investigate with all their strength, and report back at any time." The dragon man said respectfully.

"En!" The third son of Ziyou City in the small sedan chair just responded softly, as if the Dragon Clan man's return was dispensable.

The black wind chime in front of the white sedan chair suddenly shook slightly, but it didn't make any sound.That feeling is extremely weird.

Xiao Luo naturally also heard the return from the Dragon Clan man in Ziyou City, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and smile coldly.It's just that I don't know what kind of meaning is contained in this smile, whether it is Xiaozi Youcheng, or Xiaomoqin Menghun.

"Mo Qin, how are you thinking?" Xiao Luo looked at Meng Hun.

"Did I say that I want to think about it?" Moqin Menghun raised his eyes, although his face was tired, but his eyes were still clear, and he looked at Xiao Luo coldly.

"You have no choice! At present, in hell, there is only one passage here, and it must be behind you." Xiao Luo pointed to the mural door behind Meng Hun, and the magic clock above his head kept spinning .

"Behind me, so what? If you have the ability, you can break through! Why bother to explore other things, why wait?" Meng Hun's slender fingers rested lightly on the strings of the ancient zither.At this time, Meng Hun's right hand could be seen, and there were already traces of blood.

"Magic Qin, the strings of your zither have been broken, and you have killed countless people. You are seriously injured at this time, and you are already at the end of your strength. Why do you have to resist?"

"The qin string is broken, and you are stubbornly resisting? Haha!" Meng Hun couldn't help laughing, and then two cold lights shot out in his eyes, "As long as there is one qin string, I, Meng Hun, will have millions of soldiers. There is nothing I can do to you! I just want to take advantage of the power of hell to destroy you and others!"

"Thousands of thousands of years, anyone who disturbs the peace of hell will die." A strange brilliance flashed in Meng Hun's eyes.

"Don't you see all these ice corpses, which have not melted for thousands of years, and have no life at all? The boy in the mysterious ice, if I guessed correctly, is the ghost boy who was a master of the virtual robbery of the Immortal Ghost Sect 3 years ago! The Immortal Ghost Sect's No one can step into hell! Today, whether it is the remnants of the desolation or the Ziyou City, they will all be buried here, and there will be no return!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Luo sneered after hearing Meng Hun's words, "Meng Hun, why are you lying to yourself? Just ask, who can enter the gate of hell in the past 9000 years? Now that I have waited for this cave, it means that you are no longer able to resist. Otherwise, why should we wait for each other? Cooperate with us, you won’t regret it.”

"Cooperating with demons is undoubtedly seeking skins from tigers. How can I, Meng Hun, be so stupid?" Meng Hun sneered, then looked at the mysterious white sedan chair, and naturally meant something in his words.

To be honest, no matter what, Meng Hun never expected that people from Ziyou City would suddenly appear at the foot of Youming Mountain, and not only the elites of the dragon and phoenix clans, but also the mysterious third son who was invincible in Heishui back then.

The third son of Ziyou City and Taihuang Demon Cultivator stand together, which is something that almost no monk in the sea can believe.You know, back then Ziyou Taihuang was the enemy of life and death, fire and water were incompatible.The Huanhua Rebellion is tantamount to destroying the Taihuang Sect.What Taihuang Sect hates the most should be Ziyou City.

However, strange things happened like this.Taihuang bloodline Xiao Luo stood with the third son of Ziyou City.Moqin Menghun was at a loss for a moment

Although, the sedan chair of the three young masters had just arrived, and they hadn't made a move yet.However, Meng Hun knew how dangerous these three young masters were. In the past 200 years, although Meng Hun's cultivation has improved, compared to Xuanxian, Meng Hun is still far behind.

Back then, Qing Mozi, Shen Yan, Grandma Qianhua and others jointly attacked the third young master. Before the third young master got out of the sedan chair, when the wind chimes rang, they killed all directions.If it wasn't for the last moment when Amu went berserk, the third son would probably be in control of everything that day.

"Stupid?" The third son of Ziyou, who was almost silent in the white sedan chair, finally spoke, "In the Three Realms, there are still people calling me stupid, how ridiculous?" The voice of the third son of Ziyou City was still magnetic, as if there was a A different kind of magic.

"Meng Hun!" The third son of Ziyou City suddenly paused, and then his voice sank slightly, "Since you refuse to cooperate, then as long as you say the secret mantra of the ghost saint, I will spare you!"

"The secret curse of the ghost saint?" A strange color flashed in Meng Hun's eyes, and then he smiled coldly, "I have already said that I, Meng Hun, have never known the secret curse of the ghost saint."

"Meng Hun, in front of me, there is no point in concealing it? You are the number one master of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the son of the Ghost Sage, with the blood of Tianzhou, and before the Ghost Sage dies, he will definitely leave the most important secret spell to you." Zi The third young master said.

"The number one master of the Immortal Ghost Sect? The son of the Ghost Sage?" Meng Hun said disdainfully, "I thought the third son Ziyou knew everything, but it seems like that."

"If you know everything, you should know that I, Meng Hun, have no name in the Book of Life and Death of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and I am not a member of the Immortal Ghost Sect. I, Meng Hun, only heard of having a mother, but never a father. The body is gone. On the day of crossing the catastrophe, it will be reborn with flesh and blood. Immortals, ghosts, ghosts and saints have nothing to do with me."

"Oh!" The voice of the third son of Ziyou City was very meaningful, "Magic Qin and Menghun are really amazing! Your determination is absolutely incomparable to others."

"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your compliment!" Meng Hun said.

"However, the secret spell of the Ghost Sage will definitely fall on you. Because the Ghost Sage will not fail to pass down such a secret spell, and that is probably the biggest secret of the Immortal Ghost Sect. When the Ghost Sage died, Shen Yan was not in Heishui That Minger is the soul placed in the body of the ghost, and the ghost sage will not pass on the secret mantra to him. Therefore, the ghost sage will only pass it on to you. You don’t recognize him as a father, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t recognize you as a father. son." The voice of the third son of Ziyou City was low and slow, but it was clear to the ear, and his detailed analysis was as if he had seen it in person.

"Shen Yan is dead!" At this moment, Xiao Luo suddenly interjected.

"What?" Meng Hun frowned, "Who can kill her on the deserted sea?"

"She fought against the Emperor of Absolute Desolation and used secret techniques recklessly, but her lifespan doesn't seem to be much!" Xiao Luo said lightly.

"Shen Yan!" Meng Hun frowned, didn't say much, but his cheeks twitched slightly, and finally looked at Xiao Luo coldly, and said word by word, "Amu, I will kill everyone in Taihuang ! If he can't, I'll do it!"

"But, I'm alive, it's too desolate!" Xiao Luo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked back at Meng Hun.

"Meng Hun, I'll ask you one last time, do you want to talk about the ghost sage's secret spell, or open the passage in this cave!" The third son of Ziyou has lost his patience.

Because, he has not received Lang Wu's secret report about the Dongling Brahma War for a long time, and there is no news of the Taodu tree demon sent by the ancient demon clan to pursue Ming'er.

"Ghost Saint's Secret Curse, I won't say it!" Meng Hun's tone suddenly changed a lot from just now, maybe Shen Yan's death touched him something.

"But those who enter the Nether Hell, die!"

"Oh?" The third son of Ziyou City suddenly chuckled, "Meng Hun, you admit that the ghost sage passed the secret spell to you? Now, you are probably the only one with the blood of the Tianzhou in the Sea Desolate Shenzhou."

Give me the secret curse, that is the ghost sage's redemption for his crimes, it has nothing to do with my blood.Because, he killed my mother!I should thank the pair of sky foxes for helping me. "

Meng Hun's eyes flashed, 9000 years of unquenchable hatred.Although on that night more than 100 years ago, the ghost saint's remnant soul came bleakly and explained everything to him, including the secrets of the Nether Hell, but Meng Hun couldn't let it go.

That night, above the black water, there was a spirit of fairy and demon.It's just that, apart from the power of Meng Hun, no one knows what kind of power it is?
The entire Blackwater Sanctuary seemed to be imprisoned.

Within the mist of Shura, Meng Hun at the foot of Nether Mountain can see through everything.Through layers of fog, Meng Hun saw Hu Qing and Yu Huo, a pair of supreme sky foxes.

Such an existence, even Meng Hun who has the blood of Tianzhou, is beyond reach, and can only look up.If the pair of celestial foxes wanted to level the black water or enter hell, Meng Hun would probably have no choice but to look after Wang Jue back then.

Fortunately, that night, Tianhu circled the void for a long time, but did not kill.

Only, on the top of Nether Mountain, the ghost saint soars to the sky.To be precise, it was not a battle, because the ghost saint had no ability to resist and was killed directly.

At the same time, a wisp of ghost saint's lingering remnant soul prostrated himself outside the mist of Shura.He is not worshiping Meng Hun, but kneeling and worshiping Ghost Ruyan.

At that time, Gui Sheng was speechless, and Meng Hun was also silent.

The ghost saint's remnant soul bowed silently three times to the mist of Shura.

A tear, the remnant soul should not have, but it is scattered in the wind.

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