When I heard the young monk remind myself, the monk with white hair and hair was not afraid at all, but glared at me: "I am just about to lose my old bones, so why are you afraid of!"

Then, the old man with white hair and hair sneered again: "Fortunately, the eyes of the sky are vast. It is reported that 70% of the people who entered the Heavenly Tomb of the Demon Emperor more than ten years ago have been lost. Even the clone of the powerful power in the upper realm has disappeared without a trace. I think most of them have been lost. Thinking about how powerful the three demon emperors are, how could a group of snatchers have the tomb?

Hearing this, Yan Nuo smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought that the entire Eclipse Demon Realm would not know that the biggest winner of this trip to the White Tiger Heavenly Tomb would be himself.

"Dare you ask the two fellow Taoists? This pool really leads to the Netherworld and the Underworld?" Yan Nuo asked with an incredible look.

The old man with white hair frowned and looked straight at Yan Nuo with a hint of chill in his eyes: "Fellow Taoist thinks I'm lying at my age?"

Seeing this, Yan Nuo hurriedly smiled and said, "I have been in the north for a long time and I am here for the first time. I have never heard of such rumors before. There is something rude about it. I hope my fellow Taoists will forgive me!"

Then, Yan Nuo was curious and said, "The two fellow Taoists have been guarding here for a long time. Have you ever seen ghosts from the underworld escape from the cold pond?"

"I have never met the two old men in Xia and Feng. Decades ago, a ghost ghost emerged from the cold pool and was killed by the two fellow Taoists who were guarding here at that time!" The younger monk thought for a while and said.

"How are those ghosts' cultivation?"

Yan Nuo became more and more curious. After all, the more news he learned from the two of them, he had a better understanding of the Lu Yinsijie.

"The ghost soul that can escape from this cold pond has the lowest cultivation level and the fourth-level ghost king!" the old man said slowly.

"The fourth-level ghost king?" Yan Nuo was a little surprised, but after reading ancient books, he also had some understanding of the situation in the underworld.

There is a huge difference between the third-level ghost general and the fourth-level ghost king. The third-level ghost general is of the same cultivation level as the human race's Dan-Charging Stage, but his body only has its shape, but it has no reality. It has not formed a ghost pill, but is just an extremely powerful virtual soul.

The fourth-level ghost king has a ghost pill in his body and can regenerate his body. Although he is a ghost in the underworld, he is just like a human. If he is not a ghost energy, it is impossible to judge whether he is a human or a ghost.

"Isn't this seal set by the three demon emperors together that year an ordinary thing!"

The old man with white hair and hair continued to say, pausing and saying: "The third-level ghost general cannot escape from this cold pool to the human world. Even if the fourth-level ghost king comes here after all his troubles, his cultivation will be greatly consumed. It would be good to be able to exert the cultivation of the third-level ghost king!"

"It's even more true that the Ghost King, who is equivalent to the God Transformation Stage, escapes from this cold pool. With the consumption of magic power, he can at most exert the cultivation of the fourth-level mid-stage Ghost King!"

Yan Nuo made a chat with the two witch monks for a while, and inquired about the situation in Hantan intentionally or unintentionally.

Only then did they realize that these two men guarded Hantan by Fengwu and Demon clan alliances, they were stationed here. The cultivators of the Lich clans rotated to guard once a year to specifically eliminate the evil spirits that might come to Dongxuan Continent from here.

This situation may not have been encountered once in the past decades or even hundreds of years. After all, the Hantan was a sealed by the three demon emperors in the God Transformation Stage. Even if the powerful people in the underworld had joined forces, they could not be broken.

Yan Nuo looked at the cold pool intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The three demon kings of the White Tiger, Peacock, and Triangle Beast are worthy of being a stunning and stunning God Transformation Stage. They can actually understand the Dao pattern technique. There are many Dao patterns engraved around the cold pool, which makes this cold pool a ban specifically for restraining ghosts and ghosts.

Thinking about it, Yan Nuo felt relieved. The bloodlines of the three demon emperors were different from other great monsters. They had a secret relationship with each other and had a mutual discussion. How could they not see a trace of the shallow Taoist pattern and the secrets of heaven? Even the thick line Taoist pattern can be said to be a supreme existence in this world.

Yan Nuo even had some doubts in his heart that these Taoist patterns were from the powerful people on the upper interface who broke through the realm and were passed down to the three demon emperors.

In the three realms of human, demon and ghost, there are also differences between lower and higher interfaces.

Naturally, the lower ghost world is also connected to the lower interface of the human race. Among them, the most powerful person with the highest cultivation level is just the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage. After all, the laws of heaven and earth are there and cannot be changed by any cultivator.

Based on the news from all aspects, Yan Nuo can be sure that under this cold pond is the lower interface of the Netherworld Yinsi.

"I don't know where you are going to this trip?" the old man with white hair and beard asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Nuo did not shy away and said bluntly: "I want to pass through this cold pond and want to go to the underworld!"

After all, the two of them are in charge of their duties here, and it is impossible to hide it. Even if they are strong, it is meaningless.

Yan Nuo said this, the two witch monks were startled first, looked at each other again, showing a look of surprise, and then smiled and said, "Are you kidding me?"

"This cold pond is biting and cold, and the surface is deep and unconscious. If we go down, we will go without returning!"

Shaking his head, Yan Nuo's expression became solemn: "I want to go to the underworld to go on a trip, and I want to find a few herbs there to refine pills!"

Yan Nuo naturally couldn't tell the truth, and used the vagina interface to return to the Jiuzhou human world.

The two people in front of him were not people with unrighteous intentions, so Yan Nuo naturally would not be furious. Besides, the old man with white hair and hair in front of him had a sense of righteousness, which made people feel admiration in his heart.

Suddenly, Yan Nuo remembered that what ghosts fear the most was righteousness. If you want to send this old man to serve here, you must have taken a fancy to the righteousness of the old man.

Hearing Yan Nuo's explanation, the two looked at each other, and even felt unimaginable that the monk was really unexpected.

"Two! I'm so upset!"

After the words came, Yan Nuo's body turned into a phantom and rushed towards the cold pond.

"Puff!"

Yan Promise, which turned into a stream of light, pierced into the cold pond and splashed water and flowers.

At first, there were figures on the water surface, and in a few breaths, it became dim and light, layer by layer of ripples appeared on the water surface, and then gradually calmed down.

Yan Nuo's speed was extremely fast, which made the two witch monks stunned, and they had no time to stop it.

They looked at each other with lingering fear. Just Yan Nuo's escape speed that was far superior to the same level of cultivator, as fast as thunder, was enough to shock the world. The two witch monks showed an expression of incredible expression in their eyes, and there was a helpless expression on their faces.

For tens of thousands of years, the monks of the witch and demon tribe who are on duty here have prevented the ghosts from escaping from the lake, but have never heard of human cultivators who have entered the ghost world of the Netherworld. This is the first time in front of them.

It is exactly this; it is unprecedented and no one comes afterwards!

Besides, Yan Nuo entered the cold pond. Even though he was wrapped in spiritual power, he couldn't help but feel shocked. The cold and sarcastic cold air invaded and touched the body through the body-protecting spirit, like millions of small needles piercing into the skin.

The cold pool was unfathomable, and Yan Nuo dived downward with a cup of tea and found that a thin layer of ice crystals began to form on the spiritual light of the body protection. When swimming, the thin ice at the joints rubbed from time to time, making a crackling sound.

So cold!

The lower the colder the more it became, and even Yan Nuo's teeth trembled involuntarily.

The ice armor outside the body protection light became thicker and thicker, which had affected Yan Nuo's movement of limbs and diving speed.

At first, the ice armor formed on the body-protecting spiritual light was light blue. As the depth of the dive deepened, the ice armor became blue-black, and the cold air penetrated into the body through the body-protecting spiritual light.

Yan Nuo could even feel that in this cold and cold pond, his face had become purple.

When the mind moved, red, gold, and blue, three-color infant fire representing the three attributes of heaven, earth and man, emerged from the pores of Zi Yannuo, and formed a layer of flame armor on Yannuo's body to resist the erosion of the cold air.

Even if there is a baby fire to protect the body, there is no sign of clear black ice armor outside the body protection light.

Suddenly, in his spiritual consciousness, Yan Nuo sensed black ice cubes of various sizes, floating and staying in the depths of the cold pond.

This is······

The spiritual consciousness and soul power swept through each other. Among these black ice cubes, Yan Nuo did not feel the existence of life, but only felt a sense of death.

After a moment, Yan Nuo understood that among these black ice cubes were the ghosts trying to escape from the underworld, which were sealed in it and disappeared as time passed.

The more he dived, the colder he became. Yan Nuo had to activate a larger infant fire to protect his body.

That kind of cold is a kind of coldness that cuts off life, which makes people feel desperate.

In another space, the sky was gray, and there was no alternation between day and night. Occasionally, a dark wind blew by, and it was full of sadness.

A black dot suddenly appeared in the sky, and the sound of breaking through the air came from the sky. A black ice cube like a meteor fell like a meteor, drew an arc and fell heavily. With a dull loud noise, a deep pit several feet in radius was smashed on the ground.

A tremor appeared on the earth full of death.

Flashes of black mist emerged from the black ice. In an instant, the black mist fell on the soil, and the huge deep pit was covered with white frost.

The white frost became thicker and thicker, and slowly spread around.

Many stones also formed frost. But in a few breaths, the stones made a shattering sound, and then shattered into pieces.

"Click..."

As the sound of shattering sounded, the black ice cubes showed cracks, and the cracks became bigger and bigger.

Finally, with a broken sound, a figure soared into the sky and finally landed on the ground.

This figure was Yan Nuo who escaped from trouble. Yan Nuo looked around. This space was very similar to that in the White Tiger Heavenly Tomb.

The sky is dark and the yin energy soars into the sky, which is somewhat similar to the sky in the White Tiger Heavenly Tomb.

Yan Nuo nodded, thinking that coming here is really the realm of the Netherworld.

“Woo…………”

The whistling sound of the cold wind sounded for no reason, and there was a hint of chill that blew past Yan Nuo.

“Hehehe…………”

A laugh like a deep place from the Nine Netherworld sounded out of thin air, and the sound was creepy.

Frowning slightly, Yan Nuo looked in the direction where the sound came, and a tall and burly figure appeared out of thin air in the distance.

"The breath of humanity!"

The tall figure sniffed, stared at Yan Nuo, and kept looking up and down, flashing curiosity.
Chapter completed!