Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 380 Seal of the Underworld
Old Man Wang glanced at the gatekeeper and looked at Shopkeeper Guo, Scholar Xiao.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded silently.

And just then.

Welcoming the door and sent to the back of the stone building, the space seemed to be distorted, and an invisible barrier slowly dispersed.

A hill dozens of feet high, shrouded in dark mist, appeared.

The phantom of the skeleton and the white fur and yellow skin turned into two surging streams of light and plunged into the hill.

"How dare that ghost let it out?"

The gatekeeper's expression became increasingly ugly, while the numb and dead-like expressions of Old Man Wang and others gradually regained some vitality.

Several people and the accompanying ghosts turned into shadows and headed straight for the hill.

"what is that?"

The remaining casual cultivators did not dare to be fishermen. What they cared about was what was inside the sealed land.

The sealed place has been around for hundreds of years.

Without any hesitation, the monk jumped up and fled out of the city.

If the rumors are true.

On a wooden roof somewhere in the city, the monk looked at the two huge ghosts and couldn't help but said in shock: "The Dead Wood City was really built by the underworld." He glanced at the hill surrounded by black mist.

The monks in Deadwood City were shocked when they looked at the two ghosts emitting majestic ghostly energy in the air and the manifested hills.

"As for the senior who has a long life now, if he delays it any longer, he will not be promoted to the Ghost King, and he will eventually turn into dust and smoke."

In front of it, seven monks with stiff and indifferent faces looked up at it, or rather at the black and white tumor on its chest and abdomen that penetrated between the gaps in the chain.

"Although the senior is immortal, he still has the shackles of longevity."

Coupled with the two phantoms of ghosts that also exuded the aura of ghost generals, the storekeepers and gatekeepers in the shop were obviously the means left by the underworld.

He remembered clearly, and there was another sentence that was circulated with it.

Even if the ghost general breaks through the seal, he must face them first.

"Senior, have you thought about it?" A cold voice came from the mouth of the six people. "If we wait for the drowned ghosts and the longevity ghosts to enter the underground palace, seniors will not know how many years it will take to break the seal."

That hill must be the place of sealing.

Deadwood City was built to seal a ghost that even the underworld could not kill.

No matter how powerful the ghost general who is comparable to the Daoji realm is, he must be extremely weak.

Seven chains as thick as arms, two as thick as buckets, and chains of different colors extend from all sides, penetrating through a three-foot-tall humanoid body with a body as black as coal.

It can be seen that three of the nine chains are gray, and the remaining six are also dim.

There were many monks in the city who knew about this rumor. Some, like him, fled outside the city, while others looked strange and instead of fleeing, they headed towards the Stone Tablet Square.

Inside a huge cave, the walls are as black as crystal and there is smoke flowing inside.

And inside the sealed land.

The words fell.

A hoarse and sarcastic voice sounded in his mind.

"My junior's words are nice, but what you want is half of my origin. If I give it to you, when will I be promoted to the Ghost King Realm? How will I escape the pursuit of the Underworld?"

Li Changsheng, however, was not annoyed at all and said calmly: "Senior, you can recover after eating some ghosts or some people." After a pause, he continued: "Senior, maybe you don't know that there has been a sudden change in the underworld, and the mountain gate has been closed for hundreds of years."

"what?"

The sound of cracking and dry bones was heard.

The silent humanoid Heitan suddenly raised his head, revealing a skinny face with hollow eye sockets, and said in a hoarse and dry voice, "Has the underworld really closed the mountain?"

Li Changsheng nodded without explaining too much, and the ghost general seemed to know the reason and stopped asking after seeing him nod.

With a crisp click, the black and white tumor on its chest and abdomen quietly detached.

As it slowly fell, a strange fragrance filled the air.

Li Changsheng's eyes showed a hint of joy and he waved to take it. Without having time to check it, he took out a jade box and put it in his sleeve. "Junior, hurry up, they are coming."

Just as it finished speaking.

Cold and heavy sounds mixed with sharp laughter entered the cave.

Bang.
Li Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and with a thought, the six figures exploded into a cloud of blood mist, turned into a blood dragon, and poured it into the mouth of the three-foot-long black charcoal humanoid.

“This is the most expensive monk I’ve ever eaten”

It muttered, and the blood mist entered its body, turning into wisps of scarlet, spreading towards the black and white chains on its chest and abdomen.

Chi.
The sound of corrosion came out, and the black and white chains turned into mottled mortal objects at a speed visible to the naked eye. A depressing and frightening breath came from the black charcoal body.

Li Changsheng glanced, and his body turned into a black mist and hid in a corner of the cave, trying to contain his aura as much as possible.

Hee hee
A sharp sound of laughter came, and a white figure rushed into the cave from the narrow hole. It looked at the black charcoal figure in the center, laughed sharply, and pounced on it.

Facing the black charcoal figure, he exhaled a strong gray breath, and aimed his sharp claws at its chest and abdomen to dig out.

Clang.
The gray aura was blocked by a mysterious black aura, and when the white-haired and yellow-skinned claws landed on the chest and abdomen of the black charcoal figure, there was a sound like gold and iron clashing.

"Ah"

A voice of disdain came from Heitan's figure, "If your true form came, I would still be afraid of you, but it's just a ghost weapon attached to a residual spirit."

Although it said this, there were more bloodshot veins spreading from the chest and abdomen, and the corrosion rate became faster.

And at this time.

A heavy and cold breath poured into the cave, and a dark skeleton stepped into the cave. The blue flames in its empty eye sockets stared at the black charcoal figure. The figure blurred for a moment, and came to its side. Its ferocious claws held a black and blue stream of light, and faced it. He stabbed his chest and abdomen.

The figure of Heitan seemed not to dare to confront him head-on, and wisps of black aura emerged in front of him.

Bang.
As if the sound of beating on a big dull drum sounded, a surging air wave was set off, and the black aura resisted for a moment and collapsed.

The other claw of Shen Hei Skeleton fell down.

tear
A piece of charred skin was torn off by it, revealing bright red flesh and blood inside. The blood overflowed and turned into wisps of black aura, swirling up.

Roar.
The black charcoal figure was in pain, and let out a roar from its mouth. The surging black aura overwhelmed it, the drowned ghost, and the longevity ghost.

Li Changsheng, who was hiding in the corner, his eyes lit up, and his body silently moved to the hole, turned into a ball of light smoke, and ran upwards quickly.

Just count the interest.

The exit came into view.

Just as he escaped from it, what greeted him was a pale white stick, a bloody mouth, and a scarlet cloth.

Boom. Click.
In just an instant, the monk possessed by Li Changsheng's god-stealing mark lost half of his life, his arms and chest bones were shattered, one thigh was broken from the root of the leg, and three extremely cold Yin forces eroded his flesh and blood like a flood.

After a wave of sneak attacks, the monk was seriously injured and dying.

But even if they were face to face, the result would probably be the same.

The three Pulse Condensation are perfect, and they are also treasured and special ghosts among ghosts. There is no way that a monk in the late stage of Pulse Condensation can resist them.

Just when the three ghosts were about to kill the monk, they suddenly felt a stinging pain in their souls, and a monk with a blurry face appeared in front of the monk.

Li Changsheng waved his hand and put the monk into the spirit beast bag. He looked at the person behind the three ghosts in confusion, and then turned into a escaping light and left.

"you."

When the gatekeeper saw Li Changsheng escaping, he suddenly became furious and looked at Shopkeeper Guo, Old Man Wang and others.

But before he could finish his words, he was greeted by three powerful attacks.

With just one blow, the body of the gatekeeper ghost shattered into a ball of yin energy.

But how could a gatekeeper ghost whose body was in compliance with the restrictions of Deadwood City die so easily?

But in an instant, his body condensed out again.

The gatekeeper ghost looked at the few people with a sullen face, and said in a serious tone: "How dare you wait to rebel against the clan?"

(End of this chapter)