Mortal Ascension Record

Soul State covers the earth.

On the top of the Ghost Mountain.

In a certain elegantly decorated hall, a middle-aged monk in a green robe and with a handsome face was writing with a wolf-hair brush in his hand. In his words, a picture of a splendid landscape was perfectly formed.

Although there was a bit of evil spirit between his eyebrows, his temperament was extremely elegant. If someone who didn't know the truth saw him, he might think it was a Confucian scholar.

And the real identity of this person was the master of the Ghost Mountain, Gu Jiangyue, known as the "Iron Blood King of Hell"!

Looking at the magnificent painting on the table, this top strong man was not very satisfied, and could not help but sigh with regret:

"Alas~! It still lacks a bit of charm. Compared with the Confucian master, it is still a step behind!"

"Forget it, I am a man holding a knife, and I should be bloody for the common people. Why do I have to be here to play with words and pretend to be elegant?"

After speaking, Gu Jiangyue was full of melancholy, and directly tore the painting into pieces, obviously very dissatisfied with the painting.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and his face changed slightly, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at the border where the ghost abyss was.

"Not good~! Someone broke the altar array!"

As he spoke, Gu Jiangyue's face was already full of anger.

After all, the secrets in the center of the ghost abyss not only involve the lifeline of the ghost mountain, but also the opportunity for future development. How can there be any mistakes?

However, in his heart, he was secretly surprised and doubtful:

"With the strength of Xuan Kui Fei Zombie, who can do this? Could it be the old bald donkey from Honglian Temple? That shouldn't be the case. That old guy shouldn't know the secret of Ghost Abyss...!"

"Forget it, today I want to see who is so bold that dares to go against my Yinshan...!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Jiangyue's eyes were already full of murderous intent, and a terrible bloody aura emanated from his body. Then it suddenly turned into ghost fog and rushed into the sky, quickly rushing towards the direction of Ghost Abyss.

At the same time, there was a solemn voice that resounded on the top of Ghost Yinshan:

"Pass on my decree to immediately seal off the Ten Thousand Ghost Abyss. All non-members of my sect will be killed without mercy. Don't let a fly go...!"

As the voice fell, there was a brief silence in the field.

But soon, the whole Ghost Mountain was in uproar, and many figures rose into the air under the cover of ghost fog, and various escape lights roared continuously.

Among them, there were not only Jindan stage masters, but also many Yuanying stage elders, and even the three ghost kings Shentu, Shi Nie, and Gou Hun were among them.

But everyone's face was full of suspicion.

After all, except for the last battle between Taoism and Demon, the Iron-blooded King of Hell had not come out of the mountain for many years. On weekdays, he was either in seclusion and practicing hard, or writing and cultivating himself, and he didn't care about the secular affairs of Yinshan at all.

But now this top powerhouse who has been silent for a long time suddenly came out of seclusion in anger, and even threatened to massacre on a large scale. How could this not shock people on the spot!

Although they didn't know what happened, seeing such a big battle, many powerhouses did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly set off towards the direction of Ghost Abyss.

For a moment, the mighty escape light cut through the sky, and the scene was truly spectacular!

...............

At the same time, in the inner area of ​​the Ten Thousand Ghosts Abyss.

In the mountain stream filled with ghost fog, the originally astonishing vision finally slowly dissipated, and the vortex of Yin Qi covering the sky gradually disappeared.

But there was an exciting roar, accompanied by the powerful pressure of corpse Qi, which quickly spread to the surroundings, causing many lonely ghosts to flee in panic, and countless low-level zombies bowed their heads to worship.

It is obvious that with the help of the rich Yin Qi here, Tianfeng Corpse King finally succeeded in breaking through the realm, and at this moment he has been promoted to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

However, seeing this scene, Ao Linger, who was already extremely anxious, was immediately furious, and hurriedly sneaked into the cave, and gave the excited Corpse King a big fight.

"Good you little green hair~! We are both surrounded, why are you still screaming like a ghost?"

Caught off guard, Tianfeng Corpse King was immediately furious.

At this moment of high spirits, it was so uncomfortable to be challenged by someone!

But when he saw the plump girl in front of him, his momentum was instantly waned. It was obvious that he had known the famous person in front of his master for a long time and knew that he was not to be provoked.

In the end, the corpse king could only scratch his head awkwardly, his stiff face full of dullness, as if he wanted to say something.

But Ao Linger interrupted without hesitation:

"There is no time to say more, let's run away!"

After that, the little girl hurriedly stepped forward and rolled up her sleeves. With her seemingly small body, she actually picked up the tall Tianfeng Corpse King, obviously preparing to escape.

However, at this moment, before she could fly out of the cave.

As the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth disappeared, three powerful auras suddenly rose outside the mountain stream and quickly surrounded the hidden Shandong.

Two of them were the two ghost kings of Zangyuan and Youzhong.

The other weaker aura was from an old man in black robes with a gloomy face. His cultivation was also at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and he was one of the elders of Guiming Yinshan.

Obviously, after realizing the true cultivation of the Sky Wind Corpse King and the mysterious demon king hidden in the dark, in order to ensure safety, the two ghost kings did not hesitate to ask their fellow disciples for help.

In this way, in a three-on-two situation, the chances of winning are high no matter how you look at it. Coupled with the many ghost-suppressing secrets passed down from the ancestors of Gui Mingyin Mountain, isn't it easy to win a corpse king?

Because of this, the three ghost masters were all confident and had no intention of covering up their figures. They just flew over the mountain stream majestically, posing as if they were ready to besiege.

Seeing this situation, Tianfeng Corpse King's expression suddenly changed slightly.

Ao Ling'er shook her head and sighed with a bitter look on her face:

"Oh~! It's over! I can't escape after all!"

"Little Green Hair, this time it's all up to you. With my delicate skin and tender flesh, I will definitely not be able to defeat the three old ghosts outside...!"

At the same time, the leader of the Wrongful Ghost King in mid-air seemed to have seen through the mountain wall, his eyes were fixed on the two of them, and he shouted in a cold tone:

"Bold evil beast, please tell me. For the sake of the King of Hell, I can give you a chance to surrender. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

Hearing this, Ao Ling'er's temper grew. Then she stopped trying to hide anything and strode straight out of the cave. She put her hands on her hips and shouted in a stern voice:

"How could this old guy dare to act so arrogantly in front of me? If a tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

After saying that, Ao Ling'er quickly reached out and poked the Corpse King on the side, signaling him to come out and support the scene.

"Little Green Hair, come on and give me a shout~!"

When the Tianfeng Corpse King saw this, he immediately understood and quickly opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, letting out a vicious roar and howl.

"Ho~!"