The ground trembled and shook, like a bull turning over, the rumbling sound accompanied by the sound of friction in the ears endlessly, should fly the power has not recovered, the body is unstable, only feel that the cage on which it stands keeps moving direction, and finally it rises layer by layer, straight up, I don't know where to rush.

"Squeak-" There was a sharp friction, the upward momentum finally stopped, Ying Feiyang did not brake his body, he couldn't help leaning forward, holding on to the wall and standing firmly, but he felt that his eyes suddenly opened up.

In front of me is no longer a greasy and dirty prison wall, but a crystal wall, through which it is a terrifying picture.

Fang Yuan looked at it, it was an arena paved with huge stones, the arena was surrounded by four stone steps from high to low, and on each stone step was a row of ghost soldiers in jet black armor, there were thousands of ghosts, the armor soldiers were like clouds, the soldiers were like forests, the array was orderly, and the condensed soldiers were brave even if they were far apart.

There are also four large weapon racks next to the wall, and the shelves are full of various weapons and magic weapons, many of which are famous for a long time, and they are clearly the famous magic weapons of the people who have been captured by the Daomen.

Further up the stone stairs is a majestic multi-storey stand. Sitting in the stands were hundreds of cultivators of the Hell Path, all of them were born in strange shapes, but they were all eerie, looking at the arena with excited, expectant, and bloodthirsty eyes, as if they couldn't wait to see the killing that was about to be staged.

The grandstand on the top floor is much higher than the grandstand on the lower floor, in order to highlight the difference in status and status, there are three ancient stone chairs in an arc on the stands, and there are two groups of people on the left and right sides on both sides of the stone chair, each group has more than a dozen people, the left one is dressed in white, and the one on the right is dressed in red.

The chairs on the left and right are seated, and the one sitting on the left is Yan Shiyuan, who is holding his sleeves at this time and looks like he is wandering with his eyes closed, and on the right side, there is a young man with Erlang's legs crossed, the lines of the young man's face are hard, like a knife cutting out, and he has a fierce breath, but his eyes are red like fire, hiding bloodthirsty madness, and he said impatiently at this time: "What about the Yin Demon Man? Let us wait here for a long time, but he has not come, this is the hospitality of Hell Dao?"

Yan Shiyuan said slowly: "Blood Dao Lord, you can be content, if you have seen the past ghost prison torture room and seen the true hospitality of the Hell Dao, you will know that it is now a courtesy." ”

The young man snorted and said: "It's not uncommon, Shura Dao is willing to condescend to come to this ghost place, because I heard that if you have a discussion, the same six realms should sell you some face, since he wants to put on a score, then I Shura Dao will not accompany me, uncle, let's go!"

The red-eyed young man said to the thin man standing beside him, and wanted to get up.

Next to the young man, there were more than a dozen tall and strong red-clothed cultivators, led by a middle-aged man with a thin body and a handsome appearance, who stood out from the crowd among a group of attendants with big shoulders and round waists.

The middle-aged man coughed lightly and said, "If you come, you will be safe, why don't you take a look at the hell and play the first tricks." ”

Yan Shiyuan looked at the red-eyed young man and sighed: "It's true that the people of the Shura Dao are bloodthirsty, belligerent, and irritable, but this is not the same as being stupid, Blood Dao Master, you can't live long like this......" Then he ignored the red-eyed young man and turned to the thin middle-aged man behind him, "I said, Brother Blood Qianqiu, this nephew of yours looks like a dou who can't be helped, don't you think about establishing yourself as a Dao master?"

"Yan Shiyuan, you are looking for death!" Hearing this, the red-eyed young man raised his eyebrows angrily, and his blood burst out from his pores, gathering into a six-armed Shura with angry eyes, and he wanted to fight with Yan Shiyuan.

"This Shura's evil qi is a little hot, but it's still far worse than your uncle!" Yan Shiyuan disagreed, his eyes flashed with seven-colored light, and he swept away the six-armed Shura, and the six-armed Shura instantly froze, and the anger on his face dissipated a lot.

"The Seven Desires of Human Affection? Lord Yan Dao is good at cultivating, but you cultivators of the Dao in the world, are you uncomfortable if you don't do something to fan the flames?" The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Wan Ji, don't pay attention to his provocation, just wait for a while, the clouds have gathered, and the head of the hell is coming!"

The red-eyed young man glared at Yan Shiyuan fiercely, and finally sat down obediently.

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Although Ying Feiyang didn't know where he was, his position was higher than the stands, but not far from the three seats, he heard the conversations of those people clearly, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this time, but looking at the ghosts below, there were countless strong people, if he was discovered, he would definitely not be able to get out.

The dirty monster saw through his thoughts, knocked on the 'crystal' wall in front of him and said: "Don't worry, this wall is made of thousands of years of cold ice in the base, accompanied by the East China Sea crystal, and the pearl is poured, the wall only transmits light on one side, and the magic is cast, the people here can see and hear the sound of the outside world, but the people from the outside world can't see the scene here, and can't hear our voice." ”

Ying Feiyang swept over the people below: "I heard that the Shura Dao Master is all surnamed by blood, and the red-eyed young man is now the Shura Dao Master's blood Wanyi, right? ”

Dirty and strange human: "That's right, the more he cultivates the Shura Dao for a long time, the more bloodthirsty he becomes, and he becomes impulsive and easy to kill, and only blood Qianqiu is an outlier, if it weren't for the fact that he restrained the Shura Dao people after the defeat of Emperor Lingtian and avoided a head-on conflict with the Three Sects and the Righteous Path, the Shura Dao would have been killed and injured a long time ago, and no matter the vision, prestige, or ability, it was indeed far above the blood and killing." ”

It's already difficult to deal with only one yin ghost, and now that Yan Shiyuan, the master of the human Dao, and the blood of the Shura Dao, Ying Feiyang can't help but feel like a sinking lead, "Look at the posture below, the Hell Dao, the Shura Dao, and the Human Dao have all gathered, and the drama is enough, what kind of drama do you want to see me?"

"Naturally—" The strange man pointed with a look in his eyes, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"--Monkey play!"

When the voice fell, I saw that the sky above the gray ghost world suddenly darkened, and the clouds with an ominous aura gathered rapidly, as if the resentment of countless ghosts and ghosts was condensed and formed, and it was heavy and oppressed in the sky above the stands, and the hearts of the cultivators of the human world and the Shura in the stands were all sinking, but the cultivators of the Hell Dao and the ghosts were like crazy, and shouted in unison: "Welcome my king! Welcome my king! Greet my king!" The shouts echoed in the arena, shaking the sky.

Under the joint shock of ten thousand ghosts, the center of the clouds spiraled downward, the yin wind rolled angrily, and the figure of the emperor among the ghosts appeared at first glance, and the yin spirit wore a white bone crown on his head, dressed in the robe of the ten thousand ghosts, and the center of the clouds suddenly appeared, and slowly landed on the stands with a monstrous ghost aura!

As soon as it landed, the entangled yin wind spread out, rolling up the flag behind the seat, and the banner hunting and flying with the picture of the eighteen purgatory, adding to the majesty, and the yin spirit robe flicked off, the big horse golden knife sat on the stone chair, and said in a deep voice: "You have been waiting for a long time, I am too late!"

's unapologetic sentence made people feel that he was already a head above the two Dao masters, and it was natural for them to wait.

The appearance of the Yin Spirit is extraordinary, the first to grab people, obviously deliberate, not only revealing its own extraordinary cultivation, but also highlighting the powerful strength of the Netherworld Ghost City, Shura Dao Blood Qianqiu suddenly felt uneasy, and realized that this banquet was difficult to deal with.

But Ying Feiyang felt absurd, even ridiculous, the condescending finger of the strange man next to him pointed at the Yin Spirit, as if everything was under his control, and the appearance of the Yin Monster for a long time, the strength of the pretended posture was as if it had really become a monkey play, and the harder he acted, the more laughable it became.

"Yin Wei is now the first person in the Hell Path, but in your mouth, he is like a monkey. Your Excellency is too mad. Ying Feiyang said.

The strange man smiled: "At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Hell Dao was the most powerful vein in the Six Daos, and the cultivation of the Nine Sons and Ghost Mothers of the Nine Sons of the Hell Dao was thorough, compared to Yang Guang, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao at that time, and it was not inferior to Yang Guang, the master of the Heavenly Dao at that time, and it was among the top masters at that time, if the Nine Sons and Ghost Mothers were still there, they might be able to get me three points of respect, but Yin Wei, a stupid person who was smug about stealing his position, lived a hundred years but lived more and more narrowly, and he was not worthy of being put in my eyes!"

"If you don't pay attention to it, others may not. Ying Feiyang shook his head.

Below, as if to confirm his words, Blood Wansheng said unhappily: "Yin Hell Chief, you have something to say, although it is said that this Dao Master still has something to do, and he has no time to accompany you to pretend." ", Seeing the appearance of the Yin Demon showed his strength, the blood was jealous, but he did not admit defeat, in terms of seniority, the Yin Demon became famous for a hundred years, and he had already shown his strength in the battle at the end of the Sui Dynasty, Mo said that he was the blood of the Ten Thousand Killings, that is, Yan Shiyuan on the field, and the blood Qianqiu was also a generation younger than him, but in terms of status, the Yin Demon was still only one of the four prison leaders of the Hell Dao, and he was the righteous Hell Dao Master, and his status in the Six Paths was one level higher than that of the Yin Dragon, so he deliberately called the Yin Demon 'Prison Leader', and called himself ' 'This Dao Master' is to manifest one's own status.

"Oh, you are the grandson of Blood Baikui? I used to slaughter the Three Sects side by side with Brother Bai Kui, and now in retrospect, that scene is still vivid, it really makes people not realize that it has been a hundred years, his grandchildren are so old, well, although he owes some calmness, but, young man, which is not a strong head, it is good to have a temper, young people should not be afraid of causing trouble, even if something happens, with the friendship between me and Brother Baikui, I will support you behind your back!" A hundred-year-old ghost, on how to lose to a junior in words, in just a few words, the words of the blood Wanzhu have completely become the rebellion of the ignorant youth, and he is like a grandfather who cares about and promotes the backwards, which makes the blood Wanyi angry in his heart.

Seeing that his nephew had brought humiliation on himself, Blood Qianqiu naturally pulled back to the point directly, and said, "I don't know if the Ghost King invited Shura Dao and Human Dao to come here, what advice do you have?"

Yin Wei leaned lightly on the stone chair, waved his hand, and pointed to the ghost cultivator under the seat, and said: "I have built the ghost city of the Netherworld for nearly a hundred years, and the Dao Master of the Human Dao Yan has come to see it a few times, but Shura Dao is the first time to come here, I don't know what is the impression of the ghost town and my subordinates?"

When the blood Qianqiu first came to the ghost city, he was also very shocked, and replied truthfully at this moment: "The ghost city is built according to the terrain, the project is huge, it is unique, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is located in the ghost world. ”

Yin Wei said proudly: "That's it, now the six realms are withering, the three religions are rampant, since my soldiers are strong and strong, I can no longer be regarded as the same way and be bullied by the three religions, but if the position is not right, it will not go well, so I have the heart to take another step forward and seek a high position, so I can do my best for our six realms." This time, I invite the Dao of the Human World and the Dao of Shura to come here, just to ask you to do a verification. ”

"It turns out that I can't hold my breath anymore, and I want to get the position of this Hell Dao Master. Blood Qianqiu said secretly in his heart, and said with a hesitant look on his face: "The Nine Sons and Ghost Mother have been missing for a hundred years, and the position of the Dao Lord has been vacant, if the Yin predecessors want to take over the position of the Dao Master, they only need to convince the other prison leaders, in the past, the Wei ghost of the four major prison leaders has died, and I heard that Li Puppet also died in the hands of the people of the Shangqing faction, and now only the Sang Mei Sang Prison Master is left, as long as the Sang Prison Master agrees to the Yin predecessor to be the Dao Master, it is not difficult for the Shura Dao to make a verification." But the Mulberry Prison Master ......"

The power of the ghost city is strong, but it is beyond the imagination of Blood Qianqiu, and even threatens the Shura Dao, although he knows that it may not work, but Blood Qianqiu still looks for an opportunity to provoke the internal strife of the Hell Dao, and thinks about weakening the power of the Yin Wei with the charm of Sang. However,

"Hahaha!" The Yin Demon laughed loudly, and the ghost laughed so hard that people's eardrums hurt, and he laughed for a while before he said: "Hell Dao Master? This is not bothering, Sang Mei and I have already cooperated, and are willing to serve me as the master, and everyone else will not recognize it, I have already sat in the position of this Hell Dao Master, and I don't have to work for the two Dao masters of the Hell Dao and the Human Dao to verify for me." ”

Blood Wanshou snorted and said impatiently: "Then what do you want us to come over?

"Didn't I just say that, I am now the Dao Master of the Hell Dao, and I am still thinking of taking another step forward! I am here to ask you for a verification!"

Blood Wanqiu still didn't understand what he meant, but Blood Qianqiu's face changed, and his eyes widened sharply: "After winning the position of Dao Master, you have to go further, do you want to?"

"Not bad!" The Yin Spirit sat on the stone chair, but it was like sitting on the throne, exuding a momentum as deep as the abyssal sea, "I want to go further, sit on the throne of the six realms, and unify the six realms of evil, so I will first invite you two realms into my command!"

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(To be continued.) )