Chapter 92: The Lair of Ten Thousand Ghosts

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The young monk's face was full of despair, and when he heard Yang Fan ask him, he lifted his spirits a little and said, "The lair of ten thousand ghosts is the place where ten thousand ghosts are raised!"

"Raising ten thousand ghosts?" Yang Fan was surprised.

"That's right, ten thousand ghosts are actually undead, but they have not yet revived their memories, through breeding, so that their vitality gradually becomes stronger, and one day when they recover a trace of memory, they will come out of the lair of ten thousand ghosts, become a real necromancer, and join the necromantic army, it is rumored that even the Monarch of Death is a necromancer who came out of the lair of ten thousand ghosts, and it is the first necromancer to come out."

The young man said.

Yang Fan was surprised, it seems that this so-called lair of ten thousand ghosts should be the place where the souls of those gods and demons are located after death.

These ancient gods and demons were once cursed, and after death, their souls could not rest in peace, and they would never enter the cycle of reincarnation and endure endless suffering.

But I don't know why, it seems that there is a fate? There may also be an invincible strong man who defended the way of heaven, and by chance, a nest of ten thousand ghosts was formed here, and in the nest of ten thousand ghosts, these dead souls still have hope of recovery.

Of course, for ordinary monks, the lair of ten thousand ghosts is definitely a terrible place, but the paradise of the undead is the place where they fall, once they are thrown into the lair of ten thousand ghosts, it will become the food of ten thousand ghosts, and they will be devoured completely, and there will be no scum left.

"Even the Devil's Vine is transformed by an undead spirit, but after countless years, this Devil's Vine has grown extremely terrifying," the young man pointed to the cage that trapped them.

Yang Fan observed this cage, and generally saw what was going on in this cage, there should be an extremely large devil vine king structure and formed the entire cage, this devil vine king's body is unimaginably large, it has countless dense forks, these forks are the vine grass that constitutes the cage, and the most pitiful thing is that these vine grasses are very terrible, containing poison, someone wants to cut these vine grasses, these vine grasses will wrap the other party, and the other party will faint to death, and then the vine grass will wrap around the other party, like a devil, will be entangled people, blood, flesh all eaten, only the bone frame remains, Yang Fan has seen several such situations.

The young man said, "Brother, no matter what happens, don't even think about struggling, or you will die even worse"!

Yang Fan nodded, sat on the ground, and asked, "What do you call it?"

"My name is Wang Lianghu" The young man replied, Wang Lianghu's stature is not high, a little thin, the cultivation is okay, the human fairy realm is eightfold heaven, and Wang Lianghu learned in a conversation with Yang Fan that Wang Lianghu was born in a small cultivation family, and he is the most talented in this generation, so the family tilts all the resources to him, hoping that Wang Lianghu can soar, he pinned the hope of the whole family, but the current situation makes him desperate, in Wang Lianghu's view, death is not the most terrible, what is terrible is that the hope of the family is to be lost, he said that after death, he has no face to face the elders of the family, as well as those peers who are willing to give him resources。

"Hey............ There is no way to die, and it is not necessarily dead!" Yang Fan persuaded.

"What is it called, just if you two guys are not honest, talk to each other, since you are not honest, then Lao Tzu will send you to see Lord Yama as soon as possible, and throw that skinny guy into the lair of ten thousand ghosts first, and then throw another family into it later" A powerful undead came over, pointing at Yang Fan and Wang Lianghu and said.

At this moment, Wang Lianghu's face suddenly turned pale, his whole body was trembling, his face was full of despair, two undead went in and escorted Wang Lianghu to the lair of ten thousand ghosts, he didn't struggle, as Wang Lianghu said before, there are undead everywhere here, and the Devil Vine King, a terrifying existence equivalent to the giant level, isn't struggling looking for death?

"Wait," Yang Fan shouted.

The undead leader, who was about to leave, looked at Yang Fan, frowned slightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

"How about exchanging me for him?" Yang Fan asked.

"Brother Yang..."Wang Lianghu's face showed a look of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe everything he had heard.

The undead leader sneered, "Cao, do you still dare to talk to Lao Tzu about the conditions, you want to die so much, escort them away together, and throw them into the lair of ten thousand ghosts."

"Yes" Two more undead came and escorted Yang Fan out.

"Brother Yang, you shouldn't be so reckless" Wang Lianghu was a little moved and said with some guilt.

"Hey, it's death early and late death," Yang Fan grinned.

The leader of the undead said, "It's not easy to die, the little babies in the lair of ten thousand ghosts are waiting for you."

Under the escort of the four undead, Yang Fan and Wang Lianghu were thrown into the lair of ten thousand ghosts.

It's a massive hole, and when you throw it into it, your body begins to fall rapidly.

Endless ghostly auras filled the air, tumbling, and countless terrible cries came from all directions, from below, sharp and piercing.

In the darkness, countless miserable green eyes looked at them.

That's the undead.

This is the world of the undead, this is the world of demons.

If you throw people in, the monks who are thrown in will naturally resist, but any resistance is useless, and the endless undead will pounce on them, tear the rebellious guys into pieces of minced meat, and then eat them.

It is extremely painful to be bitten and torn by ten thousand ghosts, and to die here.

Yang Fan and Wang Lianghu fell to the bottom of the Ten Thousand Ghosts' Lair, and they only felt cold in their bodies.

The breath here is too cold.

This is the realm of the undead, and it's too cold.

"Brother Yang, why is there no movement?" asked Wang Lianghu.

Yang Fan pointed around and said, "Look around."

There were a lot of ruins around, and there were also many cracks in the rock wall, and at this moment, there was green gas in all directions, completely surrounding Yang Fan and Wang Lianghu.

When the green gas stopped, the two of them saw that countless gods and demons had appeared, looking at the two of them coldly.

There are so many that it's hard to count how many there are.

Yang Fan and Wang Lianghu's bodies were both excited.

"Roar, great, there is a human being who is very unusual, and the blood power in his body is so strong" A god and demon undead let out a cruel laugh.

Obviously, this god and demon undead is not far from the success of evolution.

"It's over".

Wang Lianghu's face was full of despair.

Yang Fan's face was not only not a little desperate, but a little excited.

Whether it is Tianhuo, or Yang Fan's cultivation of the "Way of Cause and Effect", or the Great Pudu Technique, the Om word mantra is the nemesis of ghosts.

Of course, there is also the most important point, the twelve Yin Spirit Ancient Demons can devour these ghosts.

Now the time has come for the Twelve Yin Spirit Ancient Demons to break through the Earth Immortals, but Yang Fan can't find a strong enough Yin Spirit Attribute Power for the Twelve Yin Spirit Ancient Demons to devour.

And now.

He found it.

The gods and demons in the lair of ten thousand ghosts are.