I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

"Really?" Jiang Linglong said rudely: "When Brother Lu comes, let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant!"

Hearing the name "Lu Yuan", the high priest acted unscrupulously, and once said "No one can save you", but there was a hint of surprise in his tone. Because according to the Nether Sect's plan, it is impossible for the martial arts masters who are besieged today to have any contact with the outside world. But the burning piece of paper just now made this impossible possible.

In fact, the Ten Palaces of Hell's "Secret Technique of the Netherworld", the simulated eighteen levels of hell, and the illusion skills performed by the high priest at this moment were all originally used to deal with Lu Yuan. Therefore, their power is unpredictable and he is trapped. People inside cannot send information to the outside world at all. But for some reason, Lu Yuan himself did not arrive this time, and a group of people led by Jiang Linglong fell into these traps.

"The methods of the Land God Realm are indeed powerful, but our Netherworld Sect has been dormant for thousands of years and has accumulated strength for thousands of years. Lu Yuan, who suddenly rose up in the middle, cannot stop us!" The words of the high priest were very strong, and he did not seem to be afraid of Lu Yuan, "We There are many ways to deal with the masters of the terrestrial fairyland. Haha, as you have guessed, the techniques of the Nether Sect are inherited from the Blood God Sect. We have many weird and unpredictable secret methods. The dragon is coming. You have to lie down even if the tiger comes!"

"Hmph, that's a bluff." Jiang Linglong sneered at this. She believed that when Lu Yuan came, they would immediately kneel down and beg Lu Yuan for mercy without taking action.

"Jiang Linglong, are you questioning me?" The high priest felt inexplicably unhappy with Jiang Linglong's attitude. The group of people in front of them were immersed in the illusion, especially after seeing the miserable fate of Tianjian Shen Wuya, they should be waiting for death in fear. But the note left by Lu Yuan made them feel like they were given a new lease of life, and they became rude again.

"That's right, I just question you!" Jiang Linglong put her hands on her hips and said with a disdainful smile: "A guy who hides his head and shows his tail is not a good person at first glance. He can only show off his words! How amazing is the secret method of the Blood God Sect? Brother Lu knows more magic than you can count. Humph, when Brother Lu comes, you will not be able to survive or die."

Hearing this, the high priest of the Nether Sect flew a short distance closer to Jiang Linglong from the shadow shrouded in gray mist.

Langya Hou, Luo Yangqiu and other masters hurriedly prepared themselves to prevent the high priest from taking action against Jiang Linglong. The four ladies Ning Youruo and Jiuyou also secretly protected Jiang Linglong with breathless concentration. Jiang Linglong is the future empress of Dazhou and is deeply loved by Lu Yuan. If something happens to her here, she will not be able to explain it to Lu Yuan when she returns.

However, everyone was obviously doing this in vain. The high priest of the Nether Sect did not attack Jiang Linglong, but just to let Jiang Linglong see more clearly.

To be precise, it was to let Jiang Linglong see her face clearly——

"Haha, your provocation method is good and you succeeded in irritating me." The high priest of the Nether Sect let out a continuous strange laugh and mocked: "Jiang Linglong, do you think I don't know how powerful Lu Yuan is? Do you think I am bluffing? ? See clearly who I am!"

After saying that, the high priest of Netherworld Cult took off his ferocious Nuo dance mask.

The mask was slowly taken off, and when Jiang Linglong saw the other person's face clearly, she said in surprise: "Why... is it you?" Langya Hou tightened his grip on the black iron spear and asked: "You... are still alive!"

Shen Shiyu and other four ladies also had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

At the same time, in the tent behind. Ning Xiaoyu stood respectfully aside, making tea and pouring water for Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan himself was holding a teacup in his left hand, and had a history book recording the local history of Youzhou spread out in his right hand, which he was flipping through. It can't be said that it was done casually. Among the hundreds of thick history books, Lu Yuan always seemed to know which page contained the content he wanted to read. With a flick of his fingertips, he turned to that page exactly. .

When she was changing the incense just now, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the content that Lu Yuan was paying attention to, and found that the content recorded on it was related to the Nether Cult and the Blood God Cult. Driven by curiosity, he took the initiative to ask Lu Yuan what he was looking at.

Lu Yuan told her that many historical truths can only be gleaned from history books. Although the poetry book is not 100% accurate, after all, it was recorded by later generations, it still has a very high reference value.

Lu Yuan told her that he learned a piece of valuable information from the history books of Youzhou, that is, the leader of the Blood God Sect died in the battle with Jiazi Dangmo, and his body was buried in a cave in Youzhou. middle.

Because the Nether Cult's skills were weird, later generations were worried that the leader of the Blood God would fake the corpse, so they tied the coffin with cold iron chains. Five huge stone tablets were erected at the four corners of the coffin, including gold, wood, and water. The five elements of , fire and earth activated the "Wind and Rain Golden Light Curse" passed down from ancient times to suppress the evil spirit emanating from the corpse. That cave leads to an underground volcano, and several top perfection masters responsible for the seal placed the coffin in a place where underground magma spews out...

"Master, why did you read these history books again?" Ning Xiaoyu asked again. Lu Yuan has always had a photographic memory when reading. As long as he has turned over the book, he can recite it completely at any time and at any place. However, after reading these books of Youzhou poems, Lu Yuan picked up the first one and started reading it from the beginning. This made Ning Xiaoyu speculate that Lu Yuan's move was unfathomable and must be something else. What great information was discovered.

"The historians of Youzhou are quite interesting. They also recorded a lot of information from the ancient mythological era." Lu Yuan said while drinking tea: "For example, the book I just read, it says that Youzhou was in the period when the spiritual energy was not exhausted. At that time, it was a relatively special area in China. It was rumored that the entire Youzhou was built on the mountain of Netherworld, which was the entrance to the underworld. The famous Fengdu Ghost City was once located here. "

"Fengdu Ghost City? Master, when I was a child, I heard the scariest story on the bank of the Yuan River. It was the Fengdu Ghost City. In order to scare us, the storyteller said that every year during the Ghost Festival, evil ghosts would come out from the underworld and eat those disobedient children. "When Ning Xiaoyu was a child, he grew up by the Yuanjiang River. She was still young at the time and believed it to be true. As a result, she did not dare to sleep alone for several days and nights. In the end, I fell asleep holding my parents in my arms, so the memory is still fresh.

Lu Yuan said meaningfully: "From the history books, the group of great masters responsible for the seal chose to bury the body of the leader of the Blood God Cult in the cave of Youzhou in order to punish the leader of the Blood God Cult and make his body... Enduring the heat of the earth's fire day and night." (End of this chapter)