Zhuge Buliang and others were dumbfounded. The strength of this ghost is really terrifying. Just throwing out the huge sickle can definitely kill a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in an instant. If they really fight, they can definitely defeat a master in the Transformation Stage.
Competing with each other, even with Dongxu Qi.
The will-o'-the-wisp in the ghost's eye sockets weakened and became hollow again, slowly walking towards the Yin-Yang Road.
Zhuge Buliang and the others followed behind, not daring to breathe. This ghost was definitely a terrifying place.
At this time, a towering stone tablet appeared on the side of Yinyang Road. The stone tablet stood like a Gedai demon, with complicated words carved on it.
"Little guy, what's written on it?" Zhuge Buliang asked Xiao Ginseng Guo. He knew that Xiao Ginseng Guo was proficient in the writings of the ancient world of immortality.[
The little ginseng fruit's face changed color, and he said: "Once you enter the Nine Netherworld, you will never recover!"
"Jiuyou!" Zhuge Buliang was shocked. This Yin-Yang Road really connected to the Jiuyou ghost world.
"Master, let's go back. This road leads to hell." Feier wanted to back out.
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly: "If we retreat now, I estimate that the devil in front will attack us mercilessly."
Rather than saying that this ghost is responsible for leading the way, it is better to say that it is the messenger responsible for escorting on the Yin and Yang Road. Zhuge Buliang thought in his heart, once he steps on the Yin and Yang Road, he can only move forward and cannot look back.
The ghost walking in front stopped. The skull face under the black robe was hideous and terrifying. Two balls of scarlet will-o'-the-wisps lit up in the deep eye holes. The huge scythe behind him shone with an eerie black light.
Zhuge Buliang sighed and could only continue walking forward.
I don't know how much time passed, but the ghost who was walking in front suddenly disappeared inexplicably, as if he had never appeared before. The only sound of silence on the Yin and Yang Road was the breathing of Zhuge Buliang and the others.
"Crash!" At this moment, the Yin-Yang Road under his feet suddenly moved strangely, converging like a picture scroll, and a stream of black and white light swept across, wrapping towards Zhuge Buliang and the others.
For a moment, Zhuge Buliang felt that his body could not move. He looked at Fei'er, Monkey and Little Ginseng Fruit, and saw that they also had panic expressions on their faces. Obviously, they had lost the ability to move just like Zhuge Buliang.
The black and white air engulfed them. In an instant, Zhuge Buliang and the others felt as if they were being swallowed by a terrifying black hole, with only black and white and other colors around them.
It seemed like they had traveled through centuries and eternity. They were wrapped in this black and white world, like a small boat in the sea, drifting with the current.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the black and white air flow disappeared. Zhuge Buliang and the others suddenly felt that their bodies had lost their balance, and they were actually in mid-air. They quickly circulated their true energy and stood with their feet in the void.
"Where is this?" Feier looked in front of her in surprise.
As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of fire and purgatory, and the air is filled with a hot breath. The volcanic lava is rolling, and the entire sky seems to be burned red.
"Is this the ghost world?" Zhuge Buliang looked into the distance, feeling excited in his heart.
"Wow, it feels different. It doesn't seem to be the ghost world." The little ginseng fruit said with a solemn face.
Volcanic magma spewed out, and the hot breath of a volcano not far away filled the air. Magma pillars rose into the sky, burning the sky red.
"What the hell is this place?" Fei'er looked around, her heart palpitating.[
"boom!"
At this time, a volcano under Zhuge Buliang's feet was rolling with hot breath and lava. This volcano was about to erupt.
"boom!"
Hot magma rose into the sky, and Zhuge Buliang and the others quickly flew into the distance, arriving thousands of meters away, looking at the spectacular scene of the volcano erupting, the terrifying fluctuations, and the magma rolling down.
There is a volcano every few dozen miles here, which is simply a purgatory.
"There seems to be a giant creature in each of these volcanoes." Little Ginseng Fruit said.
"Zhizhi!" The monkey seemed to notice the abnormality and nodded frequently.
"Crash!"
Not far away, in a volcano crater, the sound of iron chains sounded, like the sound of death coming from Jiuyou. Suddenly, a black chain as thick as a water tank came out of the crater, sucking out the void.
Collapse.
"This is not a good place, let's leave immediately." Zhuge Buliang said.
They flew into the distant sky, and they could see a volcano every few dozen miles, and the terrifying atmosphere filled the air. It seemed that just as the little ginseng fruit said, there seemed to be a huge creature in each of these volcanoes.
Moreover, this purgatory is very wide. They flew for a full day and still didn't get out of this purgatory. The whole sky was burned red.
Finally, on the third day, they finally walked out of this purgatory. The sky became darker, the smell of death was strong, and the Dachuan River was shrouded in the shadow of death.
Zhuge Buliang and the others landed on a cliff and looked around.
"Wow, something is wrong. This is not the ghost world. What kind of place is it?" Little Ginseng Guo looked distressed.
At this moment, a figure flew quickly from the front, with black energy steaming all over his body. When he flew close to Zhuge Buliang and the others, they discovered that it was a middle-aged human man, surrounded by black energy and full of ghostly aura.
"stranger?"
After seeing Zhuge Buliang, the ghostly middle-aged man showed a hint of surprise, and then with a ferocious face, he smiled and said: "I didn't expect to meet strangers here. It seems that I am lucky today.
"
Zhuge Buliang looked at the ghostly man in front of him and said, "Who are you? Where is this place?"
The ghostly man smiled sinisterly and said: "It doesn't matter who I am? You are about to become my breakfast and devour the souls of strangers. I will definitely reach a higher level of cultivation."
"A stranger? So you are a ghost?" Zhuge Buliang heard some clues from his words.
"I said you don't need to know so much." The man covered in yin energy smiled ferociously, and opened his arms, surrounded by black energy.[
Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, and the Beidou light curtain lowered, covering them in it, and the black energy could not get close at all.
"Well? He's got some skills." The man shrouded in gloom laughed and suddenly rushed toward Zhuge Buliang like a ghost. A skull floated in his palm and hit Zhuge Buliang.
go.
The monkey rushed forward, swept out the iron rod in his hand, and smashed it on the skull.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the skull was shattered under the iron rod.
The monkey jumped up, somersaulted in mid-air, and came to the top of the ghostly man. The iron rod pressed down heavily.
"Monkey, stay alive." Zhuge Buliang shouted from the side.
The monkey brushed the iron rod to make it airtight, and the stick's shadow shot towards the man, scattering the black air around his body.
"What!" The middle-aged man looked surprised and kept stepping back.
The little ginseng fruit sat on the ground holding the little tree and muttered: "I didn't expect this damn monkey to be so powerful. Everyone in the monkey tribe is a monster."
"boom!"
The monkey's iron rod moved and knocked the ghostly man away.
The ghostly man actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and the color of the blood was black.
The middle-aged man's face was ferocious, with a faint green light flashing on his face, and the black energy formed a terrifying black hole around his body, swallowing the monkey.
"boom!"
The iron rod turned into the size of a mountain range in the wind, and pressed down, completely breaking up the black hole. The black iron rod smashed half of the man's body into the ground on the spot.
"boom!"
The man rose into the sky, and his black energy formed a grimace and struck the monkey.
Then, the man flew towards the sky without looking back. He knew that he had encountered a tough character today and decided to retreat.
"Let's go? Huh!" Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, reached into the void with his big purple hand, and slapped the man down from mid-air with one palm.
"Lock him!" Zhuge Buliang shouted.
Mayfair nodded, and the mysterious totem flew out of her body and came to the sky above the man's head. The totem pressed down and knocked the man to the ground.
Zhuge Buliang moved and came to the man. His big purple hand fell and knocked his body into the ground, leaving only a head outside.
"Goodbye brothers, we have something to discuss." The man looked begging.
Zhuge Buliang knelt down and said, "I really have something to discuss with you."
"Okay, okay, what do you want to know?" The man nodded frequently.
"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang's eyes were burning.
"I'm just a ghost cultivator. My name is Wang Bawen." The man said.
"The bastard asked?" Zhuge Buliang's expression changed, and he hit that name hard on the head. Damn it, you dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die! The bastard asked, which means that whoever asks is the bastard. This grandson
How dare you take advantage.
Wang Bawen shook his head and said: "My name is indeed Wang Bawen, the Ba of Badou, the plague of the god of plague."
Zhuge Buliang's expression became better and he said, "Tell me, where is this place? Is it the ghost world?"
"Ghost world?" Wang Bawen said with a bitter look on his face: "How can the ghost world be as desolate as this one? This is the eighteenth level of hell, and the villain is a ghost cultivator who was trapped in the eighteenth level of hell."
"Eighteen levels of hell!" Zhuge Buliang immediately exclaimed.
Behind me, Fei'er also looked surprised: "This is actually hell, and it's the eighteenth level of hell!"
The little ginseng fruit said: "Wow, I said the ghost world couldn't be like this, but I didn't expect it to be the eighteenth level of hell. Hey, that bastard, tell me how to get from the eighteenth level of hell to the ghost world.
go.
"Go to the ghost world?" Wang Bawen said bitterly: "If I knew how to go to the ghost world, I wouldn't have to suppress them here for more than two hundred years."