The power of the demon spirit, in the Amudan Sea, operates automatically, repairing everything.

The immortal bone demon body is not ordinary, after more than an hour, the power of the demon spirit, running for three weeks, the meridians and flesh around Amu's body have been almost repaired.

"Hmm!" Amu on the ground muttered, and then slowly opened his eyes. At this time, although the injury improved slightly, Amu still had pain all over his body.

Sitting cross-legged, Amu took out dozens of silver-level spirit coins and began to absorb the spiritual power in them. Since entering the Netherworld Mountain of the Immortal Ghost Sect, it has been difficult step by step.

But now, Amu must not retreat.

After another half an hour, those silver-level spirit coins had already turned to ashes. Amu then got up, and then looked at the door that had been open and had not been closed.

At this time, the air in the gate was cold, and the vision was extremely blurred, even if Amu exuded his magic sense, he could only perceive an area within a radius of dozens of zhang.

Amu was extremely careful, he didn't know if there was still a ghostly presence in white inside this gate.

But fortunately, this time Amu did not encounter any obstacles, and went directly to the gate and walked forward.

It's still a cave, but it's extremely open, at least a hundred feet in circumference. Due to the restrictions imposed here, Amu's magic sense has no end at all.

The walls of the cave as far as Amu's eyes can see are polished from black and white boulders, which are as bright as mirrors.

What surprised Amu the most was that on one side of the gate, there were actually ten white-clothed ghosts that were exactly the same as Fang Cai.

It's just that the ten white-clothed ghosts don't have the slightest vitality, and their heads are completely drooping, like dead things.

They stood there like carved wooden statues, and on their chests, there was a blood-red sigil, a sigil that Amu had never seen before. It seems that it is the liliang of this sigil that completely seals them, and there is no trace of breath leaking out.

What happened to the two white-clad ghosts?

At the same time, Amu couldn't help but gasp, he didn't need ten just now, as long as there were two more white-clothed ghosts like this, he was afraid that he would die here.

On the other side of the gate, Amu was even more astonished, because there were actually twelve almost identical ghost monsters, but they were all dressed in black robes, and they were also sealed by the blood-red sigil.

This is a pure black and white ghost, Amu doesn't know if these black-clothed ghosts are more powerful than the white-clothed ghosts.

Amu didn't dare to move, but just cautiously moved forward, for fear of disturbing those ghost monsters who didn't know whether they were sleeping or sealed.

After taking three steps forward, through the mist, Amu saw that in the middle of the cave in front of him was a circular pool, seven or eight zhang in diameter. It's just that Amu took a closer look and found that the water inside had already stagnated and turned into ice.

On the ice, the cold air rises, like smoke and fog, and it is extremely blurry. The entire cave was full of rising cold air, and it was misty.

At this time, Amu saw that there were more than a dozen ice sculpture monsters around the ice pool.

Those monsters have different forms and strange shapes.

Some have green-faced fangs, some have ribs with two wings, some have three heads and four tails, and some have two horns and one eye.

Amu has never seen any of these monsters, and the forms of many monsters have almost subverted Amu's perception of beasts. There are nineteen in all, and these monsters seem to be arranged in a wonderful order.

Lines of cold air swam between the monsters. And although those monsters were ice sculptures, there was a cold light in the eyes of those monsters from time to time. Lifelike, just like a living thing.

It's just that these monsters are evenly divided into black and white, and the black and white light on the cave wall complements each other, and Amu feels that if these ice monsters are resurrected, the power will definitely be far better than that black and white ghost.

What kind of existence are these?

At this time, the feeling in this cave reminded Amu of the black and white realm in the Black Demon Hall in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm.

Black and white, yin and yang, how similar?

It's just that one is the Demon Palace, and the other is the Ghost Domain.

Amu believed that this ghost domain must be inextricably linked with the Immortal Ghost Sect. This must be Shijie belonging to the ghost.

Amu was carefully observing, and in a daze, Amu suddenly saw that in the middle of the ice pool, in the rising cold mist, there was actually a coffin with a crystal luster.

Coffin?Amu's mind instantly focused here. The coffin has an extraordinary meaning for Amu.

The coffin floated in the air three feet high, crystal clear, as if polished crystal. A faint cold air emanated from the ice-colored coffin.

The hanging coffin in the cold fog is enough to shock people's souls.

At the same time, countless silver runes floated around the ice-colored coffin like a stream of water. Or rather, the ice-colored coffin floated on the water made up of countless silver runes.

Mist, runes, hanging coffins! Amu's eyes narrowed slightly,

"Ice Crystal Coffin!" Amu's magic sense swept over in an instant, sensing that it was an ice crystal coffin. Ice crystals are the essence of ice, and they can only be formed in tens of thousands of years, which is far better than the 10,000-year-old ice.

It was definitely a bizarre coffin, and its value was immeasurable.

"One of the nine coffins?" Amu frowned slightly.

However, a gut instinct immediately told him that this should not be one of the nine coffins. Because this coffin, although it is not bad, it definitely does not have the power of the Three Realms like the magic coffin.

If the magic coffin is the best of the best, then this ice crystal coffin can only be regarded as the top grade. They are not a level and nature of existence.

Taking three more steps forward, Amu suddenly felt the cold air around him thicker. If it weren't for the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Soul hanging on his head, Amu would never have been able to step into this gate.

Rao is like this, Amu also has to mobilize the power of the demon spirit, all over his body, constantly running, in order to dissolve those cold through the slightest.

Getting closer, Amu saw it more realistically.

The ice crystal coffin was almost transparent, and inside lay a woman in a black dress.

The demon eyes opened, the demon sense swept over, and looked at the ice crystal coffin again, and Amu's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

The woman in the ice crystal coffin couldn't tell how old she was, and her demeanor was not at all like a dead person, but a sleeping beauty, lying quietly.

The temples are piled up with crows, and the cheeks are like snow. The long black dress with a special texture set off the fairness of the woman's skin.

The woman's eyes were closed very serenely, but she had an incomparable nobility and intoxicating charm. And the most special thing is that the woman in black has a crystal teardrop hanging on her black bright and slender eyelashes.

The teardrop, the brilliance flickering, not condensing or falling, reflecting the endless brilliance.

It seemed to be a tear that would never fall.

Amu frowned slightly, the teardrop was too bizarre.

Even if she was lying in an ice coffin and didn't feel any life in her, it was indeed a corpse, but the woman in black was enough to give people an endless sense of oppression.

"Holy Maiden?" Amu frowned, he remembered the words that the white-clothed ghost had said that disturbed the Holy Maiden's Sleeper.

But is this holy woman the so-called holy daughter of the Immortal Ghost Sect?

The woman in black was definitely a supreme monk, and the monks who were sealed outside the cave may all be good, and there is even no lack of soul-scattering level power. But if you compare it with this woman, it's not the same.

Does the Immortal Ghost Sect really have such a holy woman? If it is not the holy daughter of the Immortal Ghost Sect, who is she? The woman who can have a lot of protection and lie in the ice crystal coffin for ten thousand years is definitely not an ordinary person.

Maybe she is not a so-called monk but an immortal, or maybe she is not an existence on the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State at all?

Amu remembered the continuous palace on the wall of the cave just now, the black and white half sun.

How could there be such a coffin of ice crystals in hell? Is this hell a tomb? But who is this woman?

There were many questions in his heart, but Amu had no answers. Amu couldn't explain all this, so he had to look around again.

But the space was extremely empty, and it was filled with an inexplicable aura.

The range of Amu's perception is extremely limited.

As far as the eye can see, the black and white light on the cave wall is constantly circulating, and there seem to be black and white clouds, which flow on the cave wall incessantly.

At this time, Amu had been standing at the gate not far from the place where he had just entered, and he did not dare to go deeper. Although he had the ancient lantern of the war spirit on his head, Amu still didn't dare to move forward casually.

There must be an extremely powerful prohibition in this cave, the black and white ghosts, the nineteen monsters are the defense of this cave, and the flow of runes surging in the air is an incomparable prohibition.

It's all about protection, the woman in the coffin of ice crystals?

After observing it, Amu made a move with one hand, and a spirit realm-level soul appeared next to Amu.

"Go!" Amu snorted, sending out the soul directly, wanting it to explore the way.

However, I saw that the soul, as soon as it came out of the protective range of the Battle Soul Ancient Lamp, it directly turned into a stream of cold air and dissipated, silently.

Amu frowned, and once again felt that if he didn't have the Battle Spirit Ancient Lantern above his head, he would definitely not be able to stand here unharmed.

At the other end of the gate, the fog was clear, but there were shadows, and there seemed to be something hidden there. However, Amu didn't know how big this cave was.

Since he came, he couldn't just look at it and leave, and when Amu had this idea in his heart. The two gates behind him, which had just opened automatically, suddenly closed in an instant, and then there was no longer a gap in sight.

"There's no way back!" Amu couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that this time, I really seem to be a little reckless.

In this ghost domain, I am afraid that there are many dangers, and if you take a wrong step, it will be an abyss.

It's completely isolated from the rest of the world, and Che is an unknown place. Although, knowing the whereabouts of Han's predecessors, there is no way to save him. Master's whereabouts are still a mystery.

There was no choice, so Amu had to walk forward again, and at the same time, detour to avoid the ice pool guarded by nineteen strange monster ice sculptures.

The steps under Amu's feet were extremely strange, and at this time, he had already instinctively performed the nameless footwork that the woman in the bluestone had passed down to him.

I have to say, the supreme magic of this nameless footwork.

Within seven steps, Amu had safely bypassed the pool and the coffin of ice crystals, without touching any mechanism, and reached the other side.

Amu's magic sense swept over the woman in black in the ice crystal coffin again, and Amu almost felt that the woman in black would wake up at any time. Because there was no death in that woman, only peace.

Everything in this entire cave seems to be under the control of this woman in black.