The ancient mound dungeon is to enter the city once to charge a city entrance fee, no matter how long you stay in the city during the period, you can do it, but as long as you go out and come in again, you have to pay the spirit stone again. Therefore, due to the sudden increase in the entrance fee, a large group of shy monks were blocked from the door.

One hundred lower-grade spirit stones, a Yuanying monk like Liu Qinghuan naturally doesn't care about it, but for those monks who don't even have a foundation, it is almost equivalent to their entire net worth, and the poor can't even make up a hundred.

Naturally unwilling to accept this fact, they gathered at the entrance to make a big noise, accusing and denouncing the insensitivity of the people in power in the dungeon.

However, the dungeon's side behaved very toughly, and the high-spirited guards drove all the troublemakers out of the stone hall at the entrance, and after mercilessly killing some of the fiercest among them, the conflict was finally suppressed.

A black-haired, half-human, half-demon demon cultivator snorted indignantly, and pulled his friend and walked out: "Let's go, it's really eight lifetimes of blood mold! We have been outside the city for so long, it is long time ago for us to recognize the true face of the ancient mound dungeon, they are more greedy than bloodsucking flies! I just have spirit stones, and I won't give them half a piece!"

His friend, a young ghost cultivator with a blue face, said rather dejectedly: "However, I heard that this corpse insect tide is extremely terrifying, and there are blood sickle stinging insects in it, just the cover of the fire sand is not enough for us to survive in the insect tide......

"What are you afraid of!" Demon Cultivator said, "Heaven is beyond the Infinite Road, I know that there is a deep crypt nearby, and we will hide there. ”

He glanced back at the entrance of the dungeon with hatred: "Hmph! Do those people think that it is really safe to hide in the ancient mound dungeon? There are not many dungeons that have been broken and destroyed in the insect tide, let's dream of spring and autumn!"

Ghost Xiu's eyes lit up, and he turned a deaf ear to the cursed words of his friends behind him, and hurriedly said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go quickly!"

Although the conversation between the two was made of voice, it was naturally the same here in Liu Qinghuan, and he watched the two of them squeeze out of the boiling crowd and go all the way to the northeast.

Liu Qinghuan sighed in his heart, the environment of the Nine Shadows Domain was obviously much more indifferent and cruel than that of Yun Mengze and the Yin Moon Blood Realm, probably because the various ethnic groups here lived together, and the cohesion was obviously very poor.

Retracting his gaze, he looked into the distance. The sky of the Nine Shadows is always dark and heavy, neither like day nor night, and the gusts of yin wind bring a biting coldness, and there is not a single corpse insect in sight for the time being.

After a circle around, the entrance to the dungeon finally returned to quiet, and the monks who could not enter the city had left to find a new place to hide.

When the guards saw him, they wanted to stop him, but they obediently let him go under the scolding of a very discerning leader.

Back in the dungeon, Liu Qinghuan stopped beside the coffin in the entrance hall and touched his chin with interest.

A day later.

The stone hall on the ground had been completely sealed two hours earlier, and the Great Array had been opened, and the narrow passage leading to the entrance hall was covered with a blood-red grain of sand, and even the four walls were covered with a thick layer, exuding a strong and inexplicable strange smell.

The entire dungeon was as quiet as a real tomb, and everyone held their breath and remained silent, waiting for that moment to come.

Liu Qinghuan and the ghost cultivator named Death were in a hut on the first floor of the dungeon, and there was a slightly sunken stone plate in front of them.

He had been uneasy, and seemed to be still annoyed by being called out of the retreat, but his attitude was much better than yesterday, and he chatted with Liu Qinghuan while waiting.

Changing his posture, he said casually: "So, you just arrived in Jiuyou?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "Yes, I didn't expect to encounter the tide of corpse insects as soon as I came, and my luck is too good." ”

After understanding the basic situation of this realm, he did not hide his identity as a monk from the outside world.

"What's this. "You'll know after a long time, it's been so chaotic here all year round, and the insect tide is just one of the smallest and most common occurrences." Those insects are just a large number, and the danger to us is basically not great, and what is even more terrifying is the ghost tide, the black tide, and all kinds of conquests. Several ghost emperors have to fight every one or two hundred years for territory and resources, and there are also borders that are killing all the time, and what is even more terrifying is the battle of the Nine Heavens. ”

Liu Qinghuan was shocked: "The Battle of the Nine Heavens?"

He laughed a few times, and his voice was extremely unpleasant.

"Yes, the Battle of the Nine Heavens, or the Great War between the Nine Shadows and the Qing Ming from ancient times to the present. He said: "These two interfaces, one above the Nine Heavens and the other under the Nine Heavens, are connected by the Stygian Mountain Domain. ...... like us"

He compared himself with Liu Qinghuan: "Like us, if we go inside, we will be the one with the lowest cultivation, and we can only use them as cannon fodder." ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned: "Are all cannon fodder in the Yuan infant period?

Yan Yan said lazily: "Maybe." ”

Liu Qinghuan took out the map jade slip that Chonghe gave him, and said, "I don't think the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain is ...... big."

Yan Yan leaned over to take a look at it, and said with a smile: "You don't really think it's that big, do you?" I can guarantee that although the battle domain is not as big as the Nine Shadows, it is much larger than the average interface. ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be interested: "Have you ever been in, what is the situation inside?"

Yan Yan sighed: "I won't go, my Dharma Body has only cultivated to the current realm with great difficulty, isn't it looking for death when I go in." Although in order to encourage the people of the two worlds to participate in the war, the rewards inside are so rich that they are so big that they are blushing, so they have to have a life to enjoy. ”

After a deep sigh, Liu Qinghuan asked, "So, the highest cultivation in the Nine Shadows is not the Ghost Emperor?"

"Hahaha, of course!"

"Huh?"

Yan Yan laughed: "You don't think that the Nine Shadows are only on this layer where we are now, right?"

He pointed to the ground: "Nine Netherworlds and Ten Realms, each layer is a realm, and the layer we are on is the first realm, also known as the Netherworld. Don't look at the existence of people like you here, it's just because the space of the Netherworld is extremely fragile, you are in the wrong place. But further down, only we ghost cultivators and demon cultivators can truly enter when we cultivate. ”

He patted Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder and said in the tone of a senior: "Now you know, this is the reason why Jiuyou is called the Divine Domain along with Qing Ming. ”

Liu Qinghuan smiled and nodded, these were things that he would never know in Yunmengze. At this point, he can be regarded as having a little understanding of the whole world.

There is a green underworld, there are nine shades below, and there are countless interfaces in the middle, which are divided into three levels: large, medium and small. And Yun Mengze's is only the smallest interface.

He suddenly remembered something and said, "Have you ever heard of the Wan Hu Realm?"

"Wan Hu?" Yan Yan thought for a while: "One of the three thousand worlds, right, it is said that that world is composed of tens of thousands of small interfaces, and it is very easy to split, I think it is." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Tens of thousands of small realms?" "Isn't that bigger than the Nine Shadows, how is it possible!" But 'easy to split' is definitely true, I once met a person from the Wan Hu Realm, he said that the most common thing that those combined and Mahayana monks in their interface did was to find the interface that was split out, and they were busy chattering all day long, and they were unspeakably tired. So, I think split is split, but it's just a downgrade of the interface, haha. ”

When Liu Qinghuan heard this, he felt a mixed feeling. He still clearly remembered Xun Weng's words back then, saying that Yun Mengze was a fragment of Wan Hu's split, so it was really possible to say it.

And judging from the three interfaces he had walked through, whether it was the Yin Moon Blood Realm or the famous Nine Shadows Domain, they did not have the extremely rich aura of Yun Mengze, and there were dozens of caves and blessed lands on a small continent.

All of this is probably because Yun Mengze used to belong to a big interface, right?

"By the way, you haven't said which interface you're from......"

Liu Qinghuan was about to answer, when a yellow light suddenly released from the middle of the stone plate in front of him, which shot into the air and spread out in a fan, turning into a light curtain.

The light curtain reflects the desolate scene of the outside world, with blurred distant mountains, rough gravel floors, and dusky skies.

He stretched out his pale finger and gently touched the light curtain, and saw that the picture began to turn, as if someone was turning his head to look around.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and suddenly said, "Here!"

As soon as he stopped, he saw a black line appear at the end of the endless plain.

The black line traveled extremely fast, like a black cloud rushing from the sky, but it was much closer in a few moments.

Yan Yan sat up straight, his expression a little solemn: "So many!"

He cursed a few times and shouted to the monk guarding the door: "Go and tell everyone to get ready, the insect tide is coming!"

As the black clouds rushed at a tsunami-like speed, their true colors were clearly projected on the light curtain.

Liu Qinghuan only felt that his scalp was numb, and a bad chill ran on his back.

I saw a hideous and ugly black worm huddled together, flying in the sky and crawling on the ground, densely packed, overwhelming the sky, and the momentum was terrifying!

In terms of his experience, he can be regarded as well-informed, whether it is the beast tide back then, or the corpse mountain and blood sea on the battlefield later, it is not as strong as the strong evil feeling when he saw the insect tide at this moment.

It was a hodgepodge of nausea, shivering, horror and other sensations, and the hairs all over my body exploded, all the way from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that he was also rubbing his arms vigorously, and his face was twisted together: "Damn, I can't stand the way these insects get together, every time I see it, goosebumps can get up, and I can't wait to burn them!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled bitterly, but he had to look at it, he pointed to some red dots and very large insects in the insect tide: "This is what you call the Blood Scythe Stinging Worm, what about this?"

"This is a blood slug, their attack is not high, but they will self-detonate, if there are many of them, the large magic circle will not be able to withstand the power of their self-detonation." ”

Liu Qinghuan pondered: "Will they burrow into the ground?"

"Not really. ”

"That's okay, we're a dungeon, so it shouldn't be a big threat. ”

Yan Yan's face still didn't improve: "Blood sickle stinging insects are actually rare, but this time there are many more than we expected, except for the entrance, it seems that we have to prevent them from getting in from other sources." ”

As he spoke, he dispatched troops for a while, and discussed other countermeasures with Liu Qinghuan.

While the two were talking, the overwhelming insects had already gotten much closer, and even though they were underground, there was still a layer of isolation from the city protection array, and they still felt a slight vibration from the ground.

The tremor grew louder and louder, as if thousands of horses were galloping overhead, rumbling like thunder, followed by the flapping of the wing sheaths, and the faint but terrible cries of insects when they came together.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly said in a deep voice: "It's here." ”

As he spoke, there were only countless insects left on the light curtain in front of him, as if the sky had suddenly darkened.

Where the tide of corpses and insects passed, there was not a single grass left on the ground, and the stone houses built by low-ranking monks also collapsed under the impact of insects, and even the stone hall at the entrance was not spared, collapsing into ruins.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the insect swarm, but a low-ranking monk who had not been able to enter the city hid in the stone house, and as soon as the stone house fell, his whole person was completely exposed to the insects.

Fortunately, his body was also covered with Gang Fire Sand, and those ordinary corpse insects did not like the smell of this sand very much, and they bypassed him one after another. He curled up as much as he could in the stone ruins, hoping to survive the catastrophe.

However, this time the insect tide is not only corpse insects, but also a large number of blood sickle stinging insects. This insect is very large, and it has two pairs of sharp forelimbs like sickles, which can cut gold and stone with a single knife.

The low-ranking monk was discovered by this insect that was not afraid of fire and sand, and could no longer hide, so he fled in panic while throwing spells. However, in the vast sea of insects, where could he escape, and after a short time, he screamed and rolled around on the ground, and gradually lost his voice.

This scene was truthfully presented on the light curtain, Liu Qinghuan silently looked at the miserable white skeleton left after the flesh and blood were eaten up in the blink of an eye under the darkness of the sky, and frowned slightly.

He only glanced at it, then turned his gaze away without moving, and took a sip from the wine glass on the table.

Now they have to wait, and when the insect tide is all gone, they will be safe.

The wait was long and boring, and the two continued to chat with each other.

Yan Yan asked, "Aoki Daoyou, are you going to participate in the Zhaoyang Emperor's concubine ceremony this time?"

Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes, also picked up the wine glass, and said, "I do have this plan, what about you, Daoyou?"

"Don't go. With a hint of disdain on his face, he said, "I'm going to continue the retreat." ”

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, he pondered for a moment, and said, "By the way, ask Daoyou about yourself." ”

"Oh, who?"

"Red Dress. ”

Yan Yan turned his head to look at him, and said with a playful smile: "I can't see it! That's one of Emperor Luo's favorite side concubines, born in the powerful Senluo City, what do you ask her to do?"