The gurgling sound of spring water lingered in his ears. When Ji Yuenian opened his eyes, what he saw was a crystal clear green stream.
"The second round of the competition, Nightmare Valley, is limited to three days, and the first five hundred points will be taken."
The shadow of the token on the shoulder trembled slightly, gradually faded under Ji Yuenian's gaze, and finally completely disappeared into nothingness.
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, and the imperial envoy's mysterious energy connected with his senses, and a light curtain slowly condensed in front of him. Thousands of light white light spots were densely scattered on it, scattered in every corner of the light curtain.
Map of the Dire Valley.
In addition to these pale white light spots, the map is also marked with hundreds of scarlet light clusters, dozens of deep purple lotus flowers, and many bright halos of colorful colors. The place where Ji Yuenian is at this time is exactly
It is one of thousands of gently trembling pale white light spots.
"The Yin Ling Stream is the place where many twisted and malicious ghosts originate and cannot be dissipated. Its water is bone-chillingly cold and so sinister that any living being who touches it will die."
Ji Yuenian looked at the dark strip of light adjacent to the light spot where he was on the map, and a line of small black characters slowly emerged.
"But Senior Brother Ji Yuenian in person?"
As the light and shadow flowed, Ji Yuenian's mind was subconsciously in a trance. When he came back to his senses, a girl with a feather crown appeared dozens of feet in front of her with a look of surprise on her face.
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, raised his head and looked at the girl with the feather crown who had returned to the true state, but did not speak.
"I am Li Guixun, the master of the Xuanyu Shang Palace in the Tongming Mountains." The girl with the feather crown saluted, with a very excited look on her face, "I have heard the name of senior brother Ji Yuenian for a long time, and I am with him in the Tongming Mountains.
I have been cultivating and returning to seek, but I have never gone to see him. I hope that senior brother will not blame me."
Ji Yuenian's thoughts moved slightly, and the complete map of Nightmare Ghost Valley appeared in his mind. There was an imperceptible pale white light spot where he was at this time.
"Since you are a direct descendant of the Li family, you can just follow me."
Before the start of the second round of the competition, Leader Shen Mu had ordered Ling Yun to send a letter, so that if he encounters the blood of the Li family from the Tongming Mountains in the Third Mountain in the Nightmare Ghost Valley, he can take some care of them.
The Li family supports Ji Yuenian's ascension to the throne of Holy Son of the Third Mountain, naturally because of his excellent and rare qualifications. However, the foundation of the Li family has always been the direct bloodline passed down from generation to generation, and this will never change.
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Li Guixun was only more than twenty feet away from Ji Yuenian at this time. He looked at Ji Yuenian again and was startled for a moment. After a while, he smiled and said: "Only when I really met senior brother Ji Yuenian did I realize that
The phantom in the jade slip cannot describe the full extent of my senior brother."
After saying this, she flicked her gauze sleeves and flew up like a colorful butterfly, heading towards where Ji Yuenian was.
Li Guixun had just appeared and had not had time to look at the map, so he did not know at this time that there was an inconspicuous green stream between her and Ji Yuenian.
Yin Lingxi.
Ji Yuenian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Stop!"
It's too late.
The clear, gurgling stream had stopped at some point, and a strange black light lingered around it, forming a looming dark prison in a matter of seconds.
Li Guixun heard Ji Yuenian's words and felt something bad deep in his mind. However, he had already reached the Yinling River and had no time to react before he fell into the rapidly condensing form.
Out of the pitch-black prison.
Countless vicious, hoarse, cold screams spread throughout the countryside, and dozens of ferocious ghost faces emerged, engulfing Li Guixun.
"Tong Xuan, trapped in the spiritual prison."
The vast Yin Qi of heaven and earth surged out from the void, turning into a cold black prison like a mountain, shrouding the Yin Spirit Prison in it.
Roar!
Terrifying screams reached his ears, and countless ferocious ghosts looked at Ji Yuenian, their eyes filled with endless resentment and hatred.
Ji Yuenian's eyes were slightly cold, he flicked his sleeves and said: "Shoot and kill!"
The huge black prison of trapped spirits trembled crazily, and when his voice fell, it completely collapsed!
Countless yin energy from heaven and earth swept across all directions, turning all the densely packed ferocious ghosts on Yinling Creek into debris all over the sky!
After a few breaths, Yin Lingxi completely returned to calm. Among the shattered lights and shadows in the sky, a beautiful girl wearing a feather crown fell down with a frightened expression and lingering fear.
"Thank you, senior brother Ji Yuenian."
"I just took action because I took care of the face of Leader Shen Mu and the Li family," Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly, "It's just this once."
After hearing this, Li Guixun looked a little pale, but he was very knowledgeable and stopped talking, but stood quietly behind Ji Yuenian.
Ji Yuenian is not the protector of many direct descendants of the Li family, and it is extremely difficult to take care of him in the Nightmare Ghost Valley.
"A mere cultivation level in the Great Return to True Realm can actually break the prison of hate condensed by resentful spirits. What kind of creature are you?"
Suddenly, there was an extremely strong ghost energy surging above the Yinling River, and a low and hoarse voice came from it.
At this time, Li Guixun had already looked at the map of Nightmare Ghost Valley again. Now that he saw the huge ghostly face slowly condensing on the Yinling River, his expression couldn't help but change several times, and he whispered: "Ji Yuenian."
Senior brother, this is a Yin Spirit Ghost King, it’s better for us to leave here first.”
Due to the rules and restrictions of the Echo Small Realm, even if the Yinling Ghost King is several times stronger, he still cannot break free from the confinement of Yinling Creek.
Ji Yuenian glanced at the huge grimace staring at him and said, "Hate the ghost prison?"
The ghostly face trembled slightly, and the dark eyes as deep as the abyss slowly opened, and he said hoarsely: "This ghost prison is the condensed source of resentful spirits. Not to mention the mere return to the true state, even the creatures that have been transformed into the divine sea.
There won’t be much resistance.”
The Yinling Ghost King has been cultivating deep in the Yinling River for a long time and almost never appears in front of people. But now, contrary to normal, he showed his body before Ji Yue Nian.
Ji Yueliang nodded lightly, but did not respond to his question. Instead, he said, "If I had not taken action just now, would this woman have died in Yinling Creek?"
The Yin Ling Ghost King smiled imperceptibly and said: "The Yin Ling Stream runs across the center of the Nightmare Ghost Valley, dividing the valley into two. It is a forbidden area that must not be crossed. All creatures who want to cross the Yin Ling Stream must
Most of his cultivation will be absorbed by the Hateful Ghost Prison, and he will be thrown into the third realm of echo."
The implication is very obvious. As a part of the third realm of Echo Small Realm, Yin Lingxi cannot kill all the Taiyu Shengzong disciples who come to participate in the sect competition.
The light and shadow in the dark eyes of the Yinling Ghost King trembled, and he continued: "From my perspective, you are not a human, a ghost, a demon, a spirit monster, or those monsters, mountain ghosts, etc. That's why I show up.
Then I asked this question."
Li Guixun, who was on one side, had already calmed down. After hearing this, he couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Senior brother Ji Yunian Ji has the rare and noble bloodline of Tongxuan Heart Ghost. You are trapped here.
Naturally, the Ghost King will not know about this."
After he knew that the Yin Ling Ghost King could not really leave Yin Ling Creek, his attitude became much more contemptuous. Although he was still fearful, he no longer had the panic and fear he had just now.
The Yin Ling Ghost King did not pay attention to this matter. Instead, he looked at Ji Yuenian and said thoughtfully: "It turns out to be the Tongxuan Heart Ghost bloodline recorded in the records. No wonder it can break through the bloodline everywhere on the Yin Ling River.
The haunted prison of hate.”
Ji Yuexiang fluttered his sleeves, stopped staying, turned around and headed towards the northwest side of the Nightmare Ghost Valley.
"Wait a minute."
The hoarse voice of the Yinling Ghost King came from afar.
Ji Yuenian stopped and looked sideways.
A dark halo of light came through, hovering a few feet in front of him, trembling slightly.
"Tongxuanxingui bloodline, I want to make a deal with you."
Ji Yuenian took the pitch-black ball of light and poured a trace of the yin energy of heaven and earth into it. After a few breaths of silence, he gently grasped the ball of light with his pale and slender fingers and absorbed the ball of light into the depths of his palm.
The huge ghostly face above the Yinling Stream showed an inexplicable smile, and gradually dissipated into a ghostly aura that filled the sky and disappeared into the stream.
