Underworld exchange group

Chapter 179 The Little Ghost in the Cultivation Period
After asking about the direction of Shenmu Ridge, Zhang Fan knew that it was not too late, so he hurriedly followed the direction pointed by the Yin soldiers.Seeing Zhang Fan rushing towards the Shenmu Ridge, the yin soldiers exchanged winks, turned and walked towards the ghost gate, but instead of entering the ghost gate, they turned into a dense forest of black mist , and Zhou Wenbing, the ghost messenger, had been waiting for a long time there.

Seeing some Yin soldiers coming back, they asked, "How is the matter going?"

One of the Yin soldiers claimed credit and said: "If you return to the messenger, the matter is settled. That Zhang Fan is really a stunned young man, just as you expected, without the slightest doubt, he has already rushed to Shenmuling .”

Hearing this, Zhou Wenbing showed a cold expression on his face: "Very good! Very good! This time, I will tell Zhang Fan to go and never return!"

Shenmu Ridge is indeed a forbidden area of ​​the underworld!
No one is allowed to come near!
According to legend, Shenmu Ridge used to be a battleground for gods and demons, and countless gods fell there, hence the name of Shenmu Ridge.

But many immortal cultivators take it seriously, and from time to time there will be desperadoes who come to take risks.

Recently, there has been another wave of fads, attracting batch after batch of desperate immortal cultivators.

Just imagine, what will happen to these immortal cultivators when they see the officials of the underworld going to arrest them?It must be done directly without saying a word. With the strength of Zhang Fan's kung fu, he will undoubtedly die.

This kind of borrowing a knife to kill people is not bad.

Zhang Fan flew for more than ten miles along the direction pointed by the Yin soldiers.

"That's it!"

As far as the eye can see, through the roiled black fog, one can see a dangerous mountain ridge. Under the mountain, there is also a stone tablet that has been almost buried by mud and weeds, with the word "God's Tomb" written on it.

Zhang Fan landed in front of the stele.

He frowned.

This place is completely different from the spooky aura of the underworld, it's a bit out of place, and it's a bit strange.

And those Yin soldiers are unbelievable!

"Is there an ambush?"

The mountains ahead are not high, but they are quite dangerous. In the rolling black mist, you can see the sharp rocks and dead trees in the mountains.Looking away, the mountain is full of dead energy. This dead energy is completely different from Yin energy. If the Yin energy is dead, it is dead energy. Even ghosts infected with death energy will damage the Yin body, so they are all avoided. Not as good, of course there are some exceptional evil cultivators who will absorb this dead energy and cultivate extremely ferocious and vicious spells, which may be beneficial but harmful, and the body will suffer considerable damage.

Cultivation can be roughly divided into two categories, one is for the purpose of longevity, and the other is for rapid improvement of cultivation regardless of the consequences. Strength at all costs means diabolical too.

Places like Shenmuling are real immortals. For example, when Zhang Fan's eldest brother, Shui Yihuang, comes, he will die if he absorbs too much dead energy. Of course, those evil cultivators understand this truth, but this person is in a powerful place. In the face of power, they often lose their rationality and do not care about the consequences. This is undoubtedly a good place for them, suitable for practicing evil methods of destruction.

It is very necessary for the underworld to set this place as a forbidden area, but it is difficult for these spiritual officials.

"what!"

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he walked up to the stele in a few strides. Apart from the words "God's Tomb" on the stele, there was a strange pattern on the upper left corner. This pattern was so familiar, it was a trace of a soul. !
It is very similar to the one on Chang Haixin's necklace on the ancient gate.

"There are soul traces on this too!"

Zhang Fan couldn't help looking into the depths of Shenmuling, he felt a voice inside calling him constantly!

And very kind and familiar!
Originally, Zhang Fan never planned to enter the Shenmu Ridge.Originally, he wanted to come here to enjoy the autumn breeze, pretend to go back, but he felt the voice calling him from inside, so he couldn't help but walked inside.

However, he was still very careful, and raised the newly learned Qi Containing Technique to the limit, completely collected his breath, and paid attention to the surrounding situation.

Not long after going up the mountain, Zhang Fan found two ghost cultivators not far away on a hillside!
Hiding, looking around, there is a cliff not far away, I reckoned in my heart that I could go around it, and it was relatively easy to do it with the blessing of the Flying Soul Boots, and quietly went around to the two ghost cultivators. Behind, quietly approaching the past.

Saying 'ghost crushing' in his mouth...

call!
Blow it out in one breath!

The two ghost cultivators felt a sinister wind approaching, and they were also very vigilant. They turned their heads suddenly. The opponent was so powerful that he didn't dare to push it any further. He took out the soul restraining iron umbrella, opened it suddenly, and sucked the two ghost cultivators into the magic weapon.

The two ghost cultivators were blasted to pieces before they could even let out a scream.

Seeing that he had dealt with the two ghost cultivators so easily, Zhang Fan became more courageous, and with the soul-detaining iron umbrella in his hand, he walked to the depths of the God's Tomb Ridge.

Not long after entering Shenmu Ridge, I saw two ghost cultivators sitting on a rock chatting, and there were a few patrolling at the far end. It felt as if Shenmu Ridge was the top of his home, which made Zhang Fan even more excited. Confused.

How are they trying to ambush me?

Don't you take me too seriously?

Zhang Fan didn't dare to use the 'Fire Eye' to detect the strength of these ghost cultivators for fear of being discovered, but he always felt that there was a voice calling him from the God's Tomb Ridge, and he couldn't help hesitating.

It's too dangerous to break in, don't break in, the voice is calling him.

"Forget it, it's too dangerous..."

After all, Zhang Fan is an otaku, without the spirit of an adventurer, facing so many evil cultivators alone, he doesn't want to risk his life, there is no need for that, not to mention, he killed two of them.

Turn around and exit Shenmu Ridge.

But the thing is like this, if you go up carefully, you will relax when you go back.

"who?"

Zhang Fan's heart trembled violently when he heard this, several evil cultivators with long swords blocked his way, hearing the sound, their accomplices also quickly surrounded Zhang Fan, and surrounded Zhang Fan.

Finished!

Zhang Fan has a bad face, he is about to leave, why are you stopping me!

But he didn't dare to act rashly. There were too many people on the other side, so he raised his hands in a very realistic way: "Everyone, everyone, there is no malice, I just passed by, you are busy..."

"Cheating a child, it must be because of the divine pattern, and escorted in..."

Divine pattern?

What the hell?

I was watched by a few ghost cultivators and walked inside. Along the way, the road has nine twists and eighteen bends. If you don't pay attention, you may fall into the abyss. When you reach the hinterland of the mountain, the strange fog is thicker.

Suddenly Zhang Fan stopped, and he saw an extremely rare herb in the grass at the far end: chalcedony.

This is one of the main ingredients of Zhuyin Pill.

Moreover, you can smell the medicinal fragrance from a long distance, and when you get closer, you can still see a faint fluorescence from the chalcedony lucidum, which is definitely more than a thousand years old, reaching the standard of Zhuyin Dan.

But the few ghost cultivators around Zhang Fan didn't notice it, or they didn't recognize it when they saw it.

Normally, Zhang Fan would be very happy, but now he is very anxious. He can't pick up any treasures. This feeling... anxious!

I can only remember the seat, and I will pick it again when I have the opportunity.

"Go quickly"

"Little devil in the practice period, hurry up..."

"It's paralyzing, the tomb of God is getting lower and lower, and even the kid in the practice period dares to come." This ghost cultivator seems to have been in the world, and he missed a few words in English, which is very foreign!

"That's right, cats and dogs will dare to come here in the future."

After walking a little further, I saw a ruin, where many statues of gods were crumbling, and most of their bodies were buried in the soil and weeds. Judging from these remnants, this place might really be a battleground for gods and demons, or even a place for gods. Temples and so on, otherwise, how could there be so many gods, and the gods are all very tall, more than ten meters high.

Many people gathered in the ruins. Zhang Fan saw that there were people fighting inside.

It was a man wearing a ghost official uniform who was fighting with an evil cultivator, and the surrounding area was already surrounded by a group of evil cultivators.

This ghost messenger is so bold that he came here alone!

"Haodong, it's hard for you to fly today..."

"I can't kill all of you bastards, I don't want to leave..."

What a bold statement!
Zhang Fan's gaze couldn't help being attracted by this ghost messenger. He was tall and thin, and his movements were free and easy.

But the situation is absolutely dangerous, he still seems to be wounded, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was surrounded to death, but the more so, the more he is proud of himself.

Haodong!

Zhang Fan has really never seen other ghosts make shots. With the snap of Haodong's fingers, the ghost fire made a noise and swished, and the speed and strength were far higher than Zhang Fan's. He was stepping on a strange footstep, very fast, and when he didn't stop. There are afterimages behind him, no matter what spells the evil cultivator on the opposite side casts, he can avoid it and fight back.

Xiexiu exuded a death rage all over his body, his palms turned into terrible rocks, his fingertips were like animal claws, and he grabbed Haodong. Haodong waved his palm and the wind whizzed out, and then a ball of will-o’-the-wisp burst out, and with a bang, Xiexiu The rock on the watch exploded, revealing a pair of black palms, but in an instant another layer of rock was attached.

Although Zhang Fan has also fought with others, but only a few times, his experience is very limited, far inferior to this ghost.

Seeing that he couldn't take down the ghost messenger after a long battle, the evil cultivator became a little anxious, and suddenly took out a dagger, Zhang Fanxin said, "Reckless, I can't beat the knife, but I didn't think about it for a second, so I showed Zhang Fan Stunned, the evil cultivator stabbed himself with a dagger, and cut it downwards, a piece of flesh and blood fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan had seen terrifying and disgusting ghosts before, but he was still horrified when he saw the scene.

I saw that the fallen piece of meat immediately appeared around the black script glyphs, and the next moment these script glyphs formed a force, gathered the dead energy around, and then slowly floated up to form a huge human head.

Skull flying?
The huge human head suddenly opened its mouth and rushed towards Haodong.

"not good!"

Haodong's face changed drastically, he took out the ghost order flag in his hand, injected spiritual power, and thick black mist suddenly surged out of the ghost order flag, the two forces collided together, and all kinds of ghost cries and howls could be heard, The sky was filled with shadows of remnants of souls, and the wind was blowing so badly that people couldn't open their eyes.

puff!
Zhang Fan's heart tightened, and he cried out secretly, and saw Hao Dong spouting blood, his whole body flew upside down, and fell to the ground, and the Ghost Commander's Flag also fell to the ground, with a big hole in it.

And that evil cultivator didn't get any better, his whole body went limp, and he knelt down on the ground, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Haodong, if you lose, even if I am powerless to fight anymore, I still have so many brothers by my side."

Haodong struggled to get up with his body, and said with a smile: "Don't you just die? Beheading but not falling to the ground, I, Lin Haodong, have never been afraid, but before I die, I must hold you on my back..." Holding a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, he rushed towards Xie Xiu.

The evil cultivator never expected Haodong to be so tough, and his expression changed drastically in fright.

Seeing this, an evil cultivator on the side rushed out, kicked up to stop Haodong, forced him back, and raised his hands up to the sky, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by the sound of thunder and lightning.

The yin body is most afraid of sunlight and thunder, both of which represent the power of pure yang, how dare the yin body touch it.

Even if Haodong had the yin god's light to protect his body, it would be impossible to stop him.

Chi Chi sound.

The sky was thunderous and thunderous, and the momentum was astonishing, and a thunderbolt fell on the head.

Zhang Fan wanted to rescue him, but it was too late.He is too far away.

The thunder just passed by in a flash, but it left a thunder mark in the air that lasted for a long time and was extremely powerful.

Seeing this summoning thunder, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of the thunder in the palm of the parade technique, which is an intermediate spell with greater power than this, but it's a pity that he can't learn it by himself.

"Summoning Thunder"

With a bang, the thunder and lightning exploded, Haodong flew out, and the ground where he was just now was blasted into a big hole, just like a grenade was thrown down, Haodong fell to the ground, and it was difficult to get up again.

Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically, he might not be dead.

After a full second or two, I heard Haodong groaning in pain, struggling to get up, the corner of his mouth still grinning, "The Summoning Lightning Jue, it really is very powerful, if it weren't for the light of Yin God, it would have already The soul flew away."

The evil cultivator who summoned thunder walked over, knelt down and said, "Even if you don't lose your soul immediately, you are dead."

Haodong smiled: "Sword Soul Sect, such an unpopular little evil sect dares to break into the God's Tomb Ridge, hehe, your next time will be the same as mine, I'm just a step ahead of you."

Sword Soul Sect!Zhang Fan still remembered that Bai Servant added a sect as an elder, it seems to be the Sword Soul Sect, this sect is really not big, it is nothing more than a disaster to the world, how dare to break into the tomb of the gods?
Hearing the tone of the evil cultivator who grabbed him just now, he was looking for some divine pattern.

Haodong's words hurt Xiexiu's heart, he said coldly: "I don't know if I will die or not, but you are dead now..." Suddenly, a black script appeared in the palm of his hand, as if carrying a thousand weights The force is usually slapped towards Haodong's head.

There was a smile on the corner of Haodong's mouth, but it was a little bit bitter, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Are you going to die?

It's a pity that the news couldn't be spread, the cheapness is so messy.

"Elder Huang, why worry..." It was the evil cultivator who used the flying skull technique just now who spoke, "Killing him like this, wouldn't it be cheaper for him? After being killed, this one is in desperate need of nourishment."

The one who was called Elder Huang woke up and said: "Yes, I almost forgot about it, it's time to let the ghosts come out to eat, and if you eat the ghosts who gather together ghosts, you might be able to advance directly... "

The evil cultivator opened his hand, and released a ghost from inside, "Go, go eat your fill..."

Another ghost!

The fighting power of the ghost is very strong. Last time I was lucky, I met a ghost that was starving to death, but this one seemed to be full of blood.

The evil ghost happily floated towards Haodong.

Rao Haodong has a free and easy temperament, he is a fighting man, his face will change drastically after being frightened, and he will die, but he has become food in other people's mouths, that evil ghost seems to have started to gnaw his own feet.

He widened his eyes in horror, only feeling the stinging pain in his eyes... He cried out in despair: "Ah!!"

Xiexiu, who was seriously injured by Haodong, laughed excitedly when he heard Haodong's screams. The more Haodong screamed, the more excited he was: "Scream, no one will save you if you scream, today, Just obediently give my 'Jiuyou' food, hahaha"

The surrounding evil cultivators also let out a burst of laughter.

"Is there really no one to save?"

Suddenly, an abrupt sound exploded like thunder.

"Ray comes!"

Suddenly, electricity was generated in the void, the thunder exploded, and the sky was full of lightning, just like daytime!

The evil cultivators present exclaimed in horror.

This kind of power, how can it be compared to Zhao Lei just now.

"It's thunder!"

At the moment when the thunder rang, Hei Wu let out a shrill scream. It was the unjust ghost 'Jiu You', who fled back ten times faster than when he rushed towards Haodong. This was the ghost's instinct for thunder and lightning. fear.

But under the iron umbrella of the soul, no ghost can escape.

Zhang Fan holds an iron umbrella so little! !

"Boom!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, a bolt of lightning extended from the iron umbrella, twisted nine times in the air like a snake, and hit the fleeing ghost with a snap. The ghost had almost no resistance, just like a scorching sun. The white snow that fell disappeared in an instant.

Then the thunder and lightning did not finish their castration, but suddenly accelerated, puff, bang, and slammed on the body called Elder Huang standing next to Haodong.

"what!"

Elder Huang let out a scream, and his whole body was thrown into the air, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

In the sky, there were bursts of thunder, black clouds turned, and were dispersed by the thunder. The light was dazzling, and the electric dragon kept flashing and falling. Immediately, there was a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, as if a thunderstorm had passed through, and it was a mess.

"It's... the soul-detaining iron umbrella"

"It's a parade!"

"It's a parade of eighth-rank spiritual officials!"

All the evil cultivators were scared to death.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a fleeing evil cultivator fell to the ground. After a violent tremor, he fell to the ground motionless.

"Run away!"

"quick……"

"My mother"

Immediately, the evil cultivator fled around.

Those evil cultivators who grabbed Zhang Fan in were stunned for a long time, my God, what did I do, I captured a parade.

Isn't he a kid from the practice period?
(End of this chapter)