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Chapter 1154 Currency of Hell

Finding a place to stay can only inquire about information, which is too strange for the situation in the hell world.

"The closest to here is the Demon Spirit City, and the owner of the city is the Demon Spirit Emperor, who is the ruler of the underworld for a hundred thousand miles here."

The holy emperor showed fascination. On the first floor of hell, a strong man in the emperor's realm is already regarded as the overlord of one party. Countless warriors admire and yearn for it. One must know that the dark energy of hell is sparse on the first floor, which makes the power of the law very vague. Therefore, it is difficult for one of the thousand holy emperors on the first floor to break through the Great Emperor Realm.

"Well, take me to the Demon City first."

Sun Yi smiled, an undead cultivator is nothing to be afraid of, after all, he can even beat him to the ground, let alone a mere undead, unless he is a holy emperor, he can be afraid.

"My lord, our Underworld Bull Martial Soul..." The Holy King powerhouse didn't move immediately, but looked eagerly at the Underworld Bull Wuhun in Sun Yi's hand.

"I forgot, here you are."

Sun Yi directly threw it at them, and what made him dumbfounded was that the three of them directly tore the Underworld Bull Martial Soul into three parts and swallowed them alive.

In the realm of hell, devouring the soul of this kind of ghost can make them stronger, and it is easier to understand the power of the law of hell.

Later, under the leadership of the three of them, they left here, and along the way, Sun Yi also knew that the three of them were brothers, the eldest was the Holy Emperor, Hao Kong, and they went to the Demon City to take the ginseng.

Psychic ginseng is a kind of treasure gradually formed by plants absorbing the pure spirit of hell in hell after countless years of precipitation and solidification.

The dark ginseng can be refined by warriors, just like the medicine of the nine-day warriors. The older the dark ginseng, the more powerful and precious the dark power inside. There is a vast basin with abundant underworld energy in the local area, where there are more underworld ginseng for warriors to pick.

And the ghost ginseng is also the common currency of the eighteenth floor of hell

The hell world is extremely dangerous, and there are terrible ghost beasts roaming everywhere, some powerful ghost beasts, even Sun Yi would not want to provoke them.

A few rays of light flew rapidly, and finally saw a rough city that exudes a hideous meaning, that is the Demon City.

It is dark and deep, and a city rises from the ground on the black land. In addition to the Mingren who resemble the Nine Heavens, there are also all kinds of strange warriors coming and going.

There are three powerful races in hell.

One is the people of the underworld, they are no different from the human race, the other is the undead, some undead were terrifying powerhouses before they were alive, and after the fall of the true spirit, they were taken to hell by the heavenly way of the underworld to practice again, and their strength is also terrifying. The third is the underworld The Beast Clan is somewhat similar to the Monster Clan in the Nine Heavens, except that the power in their bodies is the power of the demon of the underworld.

It is rumored that the beasts of the underworld are the real natives of the hell world, and the underworld people only appeared in the hell world in the past few billion years.

When he came to the Demon City, Haokong took out a small piece of ginseng and gave it to the warrior guards, and then took Sun Yi into the Demon City.

Since the Demon City is a city built by the undead, there are many undead walking in it, some of which are transparent, and the slightly stronger ones are more solid.

There are two types of undead, one is naturally bred in the hell world, and the other is forcibly sucked in by the powerhouses from other places. The Demon King is the powerhouse from other planes. Imperial realm.

But because of his death, he suddenly fell to the Great Emperor Realm.

The cultivation of the undead is very difficult. They are supposed to be dead, but the true spirits are attracted to them and retain a trace of memory, so their cultivation is bumpy every step of the way.

When he first came to Magic Spirit City, Hao Kong followed Sun Yi attentively.

The food in the underworld is also different from that of Jiutian. What they eat and drink is full of death energy, which is a great tonic for them, but the Jiutian warriors who are embarrassed by their different power systems are the most poisonous poison. It takes a lot of effort to convert the ghost energy inside into your own power.

But Sun Yi's physique is strong after all, no matter how strong the death energy is, it can be expelled by the circulation of the immortal blood, and the food in the hell world gave Sun Yi a different taste.

Restaurant room.

"My lord, tomorrow is the day of picking dark ginseng once in a hundred years. I wonder if my lord is interested in picking dark ginseng." Haokong looked at Sun Yi charmingly.

The mining of dark ginseng is not unrestrained, it happens once every hundred years to ensure that there will be enough dark ginseng every time it is opened, and warriors near the Three Spirit Realms will come here to pick dark ginseng.

After the ginseng is harvested, you can choose to take it yourself or sell it to the experts in the Three Spirit Realms. Usually, many warriors will choose to sell the ginseng when they find a better year. Usually, they will be rewarded generously.

"Picking dark ginseng? Interesting." Sun Yi smiled slightly.

He was not in a hurry anyway, he also felt interested in the once-in-a-hundred-year picking, so he agreed.

Hearing this, Haokong was extremely excited, picking dark ginseng was not peaceful, but dangerous.

When they meet reasonable people, they will buy you with treasures, and when they meet cruel ones, they will directly turn over and kill you. With Sun Yi, a strong man comparable to the strength of the Great Emperor, they will be much safer, at least Normal teams can't rob them.

One day passed in a blink of an eye, and the next day came in a blink of an eye.

The time in the hell world does not change from day to night. The only thing that can know the passage of time is the sun in the sky. When it sets and rises, it is a day.

On this day, Hao Kong respectfully knocked on the door of Sun Yi's room and said, "My lord, it's time to pick the ginseng."

Sun Yi nodded, stepped out of the room, and followed Haokong to the place where he picked ginseng.

One after another light travels through the void, and each light is almost a powerhouse in the God Emperor Realm. There are thousands of them. This is just a demon city, and it is the weakest first layer of hell martial arts civilization. There are so many powerful people in the imperial realm.

One can imagine how many powerhouses are hidden in the entire hell world, perhaps not much worse than Shang Jiutian.

Soon they came to a square where the black phantom energy was thick and solid, which made Sun Yi feel uncomfortable, but Hao Kong felt very enjoyable and tried his best to breathe the phantom air in the air.

In billions of years of reproduction, the human race, whose blood compatibility is the number one, has long adapted to the environment of the hell world. They breathe out the dark energy and use the dark energy to improve their strength, which can be said to be another powerful force of the human race. branch.

At this moment, Sun Yi counted a little here, there are more than 3000 strong people in the God Emperor Realm gathered here, and most of them are undead and underworld people.

However, the undead are the most powerful. After all, this place is the Three Spirit Realm, where the strong undead gather.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Suddenly several arrogant and domineering voices came out, and a group of hundreds of menacing undead clansmen rushed in. Among them, the leader made Sun Yi look sideways. He was in the shape of a black dragon, and his body was transparent. of.

"That's the Demon Spirit Guard of the City Lord's Mansion. This person is the dragon commander of the Demon Spirit Guard. He is so powerful that even the strongest in the Emperor Realm can't kill him." Haokong said in a low voice.

"This time the picking of ghost ginseng is started, and the Demon King has already said that if the ghost ginseng that has been picked for more than ten thousand years will be collected at a high price in my Demon Spirit City, but if you keep it privately and don't hand it over, you can imagine what will happen to you I know." Commander Jiaolong said loudly.

The meaning behind the words is already very clear, so all ghosts with a age of more than [-] years have to be handed over to the Demon Spirit City, and those who don't hand over will only have a terrible end to death.

Those warriors nodded helplessly one by one, reflecting that only a few dozens of ginsengs with more than [-] years of age can be seen every time they are opened, so it doesn't matter.

"Now that it's clear, let's enter the Underworld Ginseng Garden." Commander Jiaolong waved his hand, and immediately the mighty team stepped into the Underworld Ginseng Garden.

(End of this chapter)