In hell, the soul of Moqin Meng, with his back against the gate of the mural, his eyes crossed his knees. Xiao Luo, Wu'er and the mysterious white sedan chair were opposite him.

In this hell cave, there is not the slightest trace of a fight. At this time, I don't know why, the two sides seem to have formed a rather delicate balance.

Silence, silence for a while.

The void beside the white sedan suddenly fluctuated. One red and one black, a man and a woman, two figures appeared. Those were two monks from the Fire Tribulation Realm, belonging to the Dragon and Phoenix clans. As soon as the two of them appeared, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee in front of the small sedan chair.

"Report back to the third son, up and down the Netherworld Mountain, there is only this way, and there is no other entrance! However, the subordinates are still sending people to investigate with all their might, and they will report back at any time. The dragon man said respectfully.

"Hmm!" The third prince of Purple Youcheng in the small sedan chair just replied softly, as if the return of the dragon clan man was dispensable.

The inky wind chimes in front of the white sedan suddenly shook slightly, but they didn't make any sound. It was a very strange feeling.

Xiao Luo naturally heard the return of the dragon clan man in the Purple Hidden City, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth and smile coldly. It's just that I don't know what kind of meaning this smile contains, whether it is laughing at Purple Ghost City, or laughing at the Demon Qin Meng Soul.

"Moqin, how are you thinking about it?" Xiao Luo looked at Meng Soul.

"Did I say I was going to think about it?" Moqin Meng Soul opened his eyes, although his face was tired, his eyes were still clear, and he looked at Xiao Luo coldly.

"You don't have a choice! At present, it seems that there is only one passage in hell, and it must be behind you. Xiao Luo pointed to the mural door behind Meng Soul, and the magic clock above his head kept spinning.

"Behind me, what? If you have the ability, you can rush over! Why bother to explore anything else, why wait?" Meng Soul's slender fingers gently placed on the strings of the ancient qin. At this time. Only then could I see Meng Soul's right hand, and there was already a trace of blood.

"Moqin, your strings have been broken, you have killed countless people, and you are seriously injured at this time, and you are already at the end of your crossbow, so why should you resist stubbornly?"

"The strings have been broken, and you are stubbornly resisting?" Meng Soul couldn't help but daxiao, and then two cold rays shot out of his eyes, "As long as one string is there." I, Meng Soul, have a million soldiers. Don't think that if I retreat here, I can't do anything about you!

"For countless thousands of years, whoever disturbs the peace of hell. will all die. Meng Soul's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

"You don't see these ice corpses, they won't melt for thousands of years. There is no life at all? The boy in the ice. If I didn't guess wrong, it was the Immortal Ghost Sect's Void Tribulation Master Ghost Boy 30,000 years ago! No one from the Immortal Ghost Sect could step into hell! Today, no matter if it is too desolate and remnant, whether it is Purple Ghost City, they will all be buried here. There is no return!"

"Hmph!" Hearing Meng Soul's words, Xiao Luo sneered, "Meng Soul, why do you want to deceive yourself?" For 9,000 years, who has been able to enter the gates of hell? Now, when I have arrived in this cave, it means that you are no longer able to defend against the enemy. Otherwise, why should we wait for each other? You won't regret cooperating with us. ”

"Cooperating with the devil, undoubtedly seeking the skin of the tiger, how could I, Meng Soul, be so stupid?" Meng Soul sneered, and then looked at the mysterious white sedan chair, and naturally there was something in his words.

To be honest, no matter what, Meng Soul never thought that the people of Purple Ghost City would suddenly appear at the foot of the Netherworld, and there were not only the elites of the dragon and phoenix clans, but also the mysterious third prince who was invincible in the black water back then.

The Third Prince of Purple Shadow City and the Taihuang Demon Cultivator stood together, which was something that almost no Sea Desolate Cultivator could not believe. You must know that the enemy of life and death in Ziyou Taihuang was incompatible with fire and water. The Illusory Flower Rebellion is equivalent to destroying the Taihuang Gate. The most hated thing by Taihuangmen should be Purple Ghost City.

However, this is how strange things happened. The blood of Taihuang Xiao Luo and the three sons of Purple Ghost City stood together. The soul of the Demon Qin Meng was at a loss for a while

Although, the sedan chair of the three sons has just arrived, and they have not made a move. However, Meng Soul knew how dangerous these three sons were. In the past two hundred years, although Meng Soul's cultivation has made progress, compared to Xuan Immortal, Meng Soul is still too different.

Back then, Qing Mozi, Shen Yan and Qianhua's mother-in-law and others attacked the three sons, but the three sons did not get out of the sedan chair, and as soon as the wind chimes rang, they killed the Quartet. If it weren't for Zuihou's time, Amu would have gone berserk, and that day I am afraid that the third prince would be in control of everything.

"Stupid?" The third prince of Ziyou, who had been silent almost all the time in the small white sedan chair, finally spoke, "Within the Three Realms, there are still people who say that I am stupid, it's really a little ridiculous?" The voice of the third prince of Ziyou City is still magnetic, and it seems to have a different kind of magic.

"Meng Soul!" The third prince of Purple Ghost City suddenly paused, and then his voice sank slightly, "Since you refuse to cooperate, then as long as you say the Ghost Saint Secret Spell, I will spare you from death!"

"Ghost Saint Secret Spell?" Meng Soul's eyes flashed a hint of strange color, and then he smiled coldly, "I have already said that I, Meng Soul, have never known what Ghost Saint Secret Spell is. ”

"Meng Soul, in front of me, there is no point in concealing it, you are the number one master of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the son of the Ghost Saint, the bloodline of Tianzhou, and the Ghost Saint will definitely leave the most important secret spell to you before he dies. Ziyou Sangongzi said.

"The first master of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the son of the Ghost Saint?" Meng Soul said disdainfully, "I thought that the third prince of Ziyou knew everything, but it seems that this is not the case." ”

"If you know everything, you should know that my Meng Soul Immortal Ghost Sect has no name in the life and death book, and I am not a member of the Immortal Ghost Sect at all. I, Meng Soul, only heard of a mother, but not a father. When the soul is dispersed, the nine doppelgangers are scattered. On the day of the catastrophe, it is the rebirth of flesh and blood. The Immortal Ghost Sect Ghost Saint has nothing to do with me. ”

"Oh!" the voice of the third prince of Purple Shadow City was meaningful, "Moqin Meng Soul, it is really powerful! Your mind is definitely very comparable." ”

"Thank you for the compliment!" Meng Soul said.

"However, the Devil's Secret Spell will surely fall on you. Because, the Ghost Saint will not pass down such a secret spell, and that is probably also the biggest secret of the Immortal Ghost Sect. When the ghost saint died, Shen Yan was not in Heishui. The ghost is the soul that is placed in the ghost's body, and the ghost saint will not pass on the secret spell to him. So, the ghost saint will only pass on to you. Just because you don't recognize him as a Father doesn't mean He doesn't recognize you as a Son. The voice of the third prince of Purple Shadow City was low, but it was clear to the ear, and he analyzed it carefully, as if he had seen it in person.

"Shen Yan is dead!" At this time, Xiao Luo suddenly interjected.

"What?" Meng Soul raised his eyebrows, "On the sea wilderness, who can kill her?"

"She fought against the Emperor of the Desolation and used secret techniques in vain, but her longevity doesn't seem to be much!" Xiao Luo said lightly.

"Shen Yan!" Meng Soul's brows furrowed, he didn't say anything, but his cheeks twitched slightly, Zuihou looked at Xiao Luo coldly, and said word by word, "Amu, I will kill everyone in Taihuang! If he can't, I'll do it!"

"However, if I live, it's too wild!" Xiao Luo's eyes flashed with murderous intent and looked back at Meng Soul.

"Meng Soul, zuihou asked you once, if you don't say anything about the ghost saint secret spell, you can't open the passage in this cave mansion!"

Because, he had not received Lang Wu's secret report about the Dongling Brahma War for a long time, and there was no news of the Taodu Tree Demon sent by the Ancient Demon Clan to pursue Hades.

"Ghost Saint Secret Mantra, I won't say it!" Meng Soul's tone was suddenly very different from Fang Cai's, maybe it was Shen Yan's death that touched him something.

"But those who enter the Netherworld, die!"

"Oh?" the third prince of Purple Ghost City suddenly chuckled, "Meng Soul, do you admit that the Ghost Saint passed on the secret spell to you?" Now, I am afraid that you are also the only Heavenly Continent bloodline in the Sea Desolate Divine State. ”

Give me a secret spell, it is the redemption of the ghost saint for his sins, and it has nothing to do with my bloodline. Because, he killed my mother! I should have done it for me. ”

Meng Soul's eyes flashed, nine thousand years of unquenchable hatred. Although on that night more than a hundred years ago, the remnant soul of the ghost saint came desolate and explained everything to him, including the secrets of the Netherworld and Hell, but Meng Soul could not let go.

That night, above the black water, the spirit of the fairy and demon was rampant. It's just that except for the power of Meng Soul, no one knows what kind of liliang it is?

The entire Blackwater Sanctuary seemed to be imprisoned.

In the mist of Shura, the Meng soul under the Netherworld Mountain can see through everything. Through the layers of mist, Meng Soul saw Hu Qing and Yuhuo, who were a pair of supreme heavenly foxes.

With that kind of existence, even Meng Soul, who has the blood of Tianzhou, is beyond his reach, and can only look up. If that pair of heavenly foxes wanted to step on the black water, or enter hell, Meng Soul would probably only be able to see Wang Jue back then.

Fortunately, that night, the sky fox hovered in the void for a long time, but it didn't kill on a large scale.

Only, on the top of the Netherworld, the ghost saint soars to the sky. To be precise, it was not a battle, because the Ghost Saint did not have any ability to resist and was directly exterminated.

At the same time, the ghost saint will scatter the remnant soul and bow down outside the Shura mist. He did not worship Meng's soul, but knelt down to worship ghosts like smoke.

At that time, the ghost saint was speechless, and Meng Soul could not speak.

The remnant soul of the ghost saint silently bowed to the mist of Shura.

A tear, the remnant soul should not have, but it is scattered in the wind. (To be continued......)

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