The ancient tomb girl Luo is the Ten Thousand Grave Lane, and the Ten Thousand Tomb Lane is the real body of the ancient tomb girl Luo. This is something that Amu never thought of anyway. This also seems to explain that neither Weishenme's Ancient Desolate Demon Scripture nor Demon Eyes can see through the illusion of the Ancient Tomb Maiden.

It's just because you're in this mountain, and you're already inside it, so how can you forget it?

At this time, the high tomb of dozens of zhang stood in front of me, like a hill. The woman twisted her waist, blood sliding across her delicate body. Evil smile, long hair like fire.

The green glow in Nuluo's eyes was even more bewitching in the dark night.

"Gurgle-cluck-" The voice of the ancient tomb girl Luo was sharp and piercing.

It was laughter from the underworld, and the ancient tomb girl Luo Nai was a spirit from the ghost world.

Amu was already floating in the void at this time, and the endless Buddha light emitted by the ancient wood rosary completely enveloped Amu in it. The holy white clothes are plated with pale gold Buddha light.

The long hair was flying, and there was no mercy in Amu's eyes, but he looked at the ancient tomb girl Luo coldly.

"Killing the wicked is a good thought!" was the mantra of the Buddha that Amu thought of closest to him that he could accept.

Killing this fang, you can pass through the Ten Thousand Graves Alley, and then you will be one step closer to the Netherworld Mountain.

Amu didn't want to wait any longer, because although Amu didn't know what was special about this plane under the ghost mountain, the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

The black rattan was retracted into his body, and the mark of the Battle Spirit Ancient Lamp directly appeared at the center of Amu's eyebrows. That lifelike flame is like the fury that can burn the Three Realms.

Immediately, Amu made a seal in his hand, and the seal came from the inheritance of the God of War King.

As soon as the printing method was completed, dozens of zhang of red light directly erupted from the center of Amu's eyebrows.

"Huh-" The red mangs rose in the wind, directly turning into a blood-colored river, rushing straight to the ancient tomb Nu Luo.

"Boom-" The ancient tomb girl Luo still screamed strangely, and at the same time, billowing black smoke came out of the ancient tomb, and countless dead spirits struggled and screamed in the black smoke.

The boundless air of death diffuses the entire heaven and earth.

I have to say that this ancient tomb girl Luo is indeed extraordinary. Such a ghostly death qi, if it weren't for the ancient wood prayer beads, or the remnants of the coffin, I am afraid that it would not be able to completely block it.

"Gurgle-" The blood-like fury completely turned into blood-colored snakes at this time.

"Go!" the burial mound girl Luo let out a sharp snort.

Thousands of blood-red, long-lasting snakes rushed straight to Amu like a rain of blood.

Black smoke billowed like a tide, and ten thousand blood snakes were accompanied by the sound of breaking the sky. The momentum of the ancient tomb null is not weak at all.

However, the ancient tomb girl Luo completely underestimated the power of the red light emanating from the center of Amu's eyebrows, or as a nether elf, her reason was not fully opened, and she only instinctively responded to the battle.

The ancient lamp of the god of war, not to mention the elves of the ghost world, is the existence of the gods who are afraid to retreat.

At this time, although the ancient lamp of the god of war did not appear, a drop of lamp oil was a vast river.

The power of that red mang, you can imagine.

"Whew-"

The blood-colored river, the rolling flames, as if rushing down from the sky.

Whether it was the black smoke or the blood snake, they were directly swept into it by the surging flames.

"Snort-" The sound was incessant.

The ten thousand blood snakes in the void wanted to pass through the sea of fire, but all of them rolled and were annihilated by the waves of fire.

Within the Three Realms, there are not nothing that can withstand the flame of the War Soul Lamp, but these blood snakes of the War Spirit Nuluo are definitely not among them.

There was no trace of everything, and the blood snake didn't even leave green smoke. And the blood-colored river, undiminished, went straight to the true body of the ancient tomb girl Luo.

The black smoke is gone!

However, the ancient tomb girl still has some means.

I saw that the ancient tomb on her lower body suddenly cracked. The yellow-brown dust in the sky directly formed a barrier.

"Boom-" The blood-colored river fell directly on the dust barrier.

Long smoke rose everywhere, and the female Luo monster screamed.

Taking advantage of this moment, the blood-colored long snake coiled around the female Luo suddenly flew out and came straight towards Amu.

The name of the long snake is called the Earth Spirit Ghost Python, which is a famous spiritual creature in the Netherworld, if it is according to the level of the spirit beast on the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, it is at least a high-level spirit beast in the soul realm, and even ordinary soul cultivators are not his opponents.

Moreover, this earth spirit and ghost python is surrounded by treasures, and it can be used to refine many magic weapons.

However, at this time, Amu didn't think much about it, just wanted to end the battle quickly.

"Evil beast!" Amu raised his eyebrows.

The ancient wood rosary above his head suddenly flew out, directly covering the spirit and ghost python of the land, and at the same time, Amu's one hand shook again, and the black rattan flew out again, heading straight for the ancient tomb girl Luo.

With a two-pronged approach, Amu wanted to break through the defense of the nu luo with his strength and directly burned it.

Zaijian, the ancient wood rosary rose in the wind, turning into countless circles of Buddha's light.

One by one, round by round, like a circle of subdued demons from the sky. Countless rings locked directly towards the earth spirit python.

The long core spit out by the Earth Spirit Python was several feet long, and it spewed out black poisonous water like a fountain.

However, even if it has the power to reach the heavens, it cannot stop the light of the Buddha.

The Buddha's light ring, one by one, directly set out the body of the spirit python in the land.

"Snort-" The earth spirit ghost python kept spitting out the long core, but all the poisonous water was turned into green smoke by the Buddha's light, and it was useless.

The locked earth spirit ghost python writhed its body in the void and struggled. But how could it escape?

The aura of Buddha's light is gradually shrinking.

The earth spirit ghost python is like a dying man, and his fierce eyes reveal despair.

"Collect!" Amu snapped.

Zaijian, the aura of Buddha's light, shrank in an instant, and the earth spirit ghost python was already completely sealed and subdued, and it was only a foot long at this time.

"Stinky loach!" Amu sneered, and the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet shone brightly, and directly included it in it.

Received the earth spirit ghost python, zaijian's ancient tomb girl Luo. 、

Just now, the black rattan flew out and pumped directly towards the dust barrier.

The sound of boom is still echoing at this time.

It's just that the dust barrier, under the double pressure of the black rattan and the blood-colored river, collapsed with a bang.

"Ahh

The ancient tomb girl Luo was about to struggle with zuihou, and the long red hair that covered the sky flew in an instant, like a rope, like a tentacle, and instantly covered a radius of several miles covered by the vine-like red hair.

"Stubborn resistance!" Amu didn't have any expression.

The hands were sealed again, and a red light shot out from the center of the eyebrows.

This red mang directly announced the death of the ancient tomb nu luo.

"Ahh Countless tentacles are struggling, like the arms of a man who has fallen into the water, gradually dissipating in the red light.

Billowing black smoke soared into the sky. Blazing flames, candles illuminating the night sky.

However, the time and space around the Netherworld Mountain were still dark and gloomy.

Retracting the black rattan, Amu looked indifferently at the ancient tomb girl Luo who was struggling and dying in the flames.

The Tomb Maiden Rono is a spirit from the ghost world, and in fact, she will never really die. Amu understands that as long as the ghost energy is condensed enough, this spirit will be resurrected.

However, at this time, this ancient tomb girl Luo is considered dead.

It burned for half an hour before the ancient tomb girl Luo was completely burned out, and everything in the void was restored to clarity. What made Amu feel strange was that this ancient tomb girl Luo left almost no trace in the void.

At this time, Amu Rufang had just come here, and the black mountain could be seen in the distance.

Almost nothing happened, including the distance between Amu and the black mountain.

It's just that at this time, a sudden sound of water flow came into Amu's ears.

The sound of "whoa" was extremely clear in the night.

Looking around, Amu realized that the road to the Netherworld Mountain had changed at this time.

A long river that doesn't know where it comes from or where it flows.

The yellow river is dead silent. At this time, under Amu's feet, a ghostly and floating road is now under his feet.

At the end of the road, Amu could see a stone bridge.

The stone bridge spans the river, exuding an ancient and ghostly atmosphere. The stone bridge is divided into black and white, there is a stone tablet at the head of the bridge, the ancient seal on the big character "Naihe", and on the side of this Nai He bridge there is a piece of bluestone with a height of Zhang, smooth as a mirror, and the appearance is very similar to the bluestone in the coffin of Amu Demon.

"Huangquan Road, how can I bridge?" Amu frowned slightly, it seems that these are the last two levels of the "Three Levels of Hell", but Amu didn't expect that these two levels would appear at the same time.

The other end of the bridge was shrouded in a dark mist, and it was impossible to see it, presumably it was the gate of hell.

Huangquan Road!

Amu sighed.

According to the legend of the ghost world, after death, people have to go to Huangquan Road, Wangxiangtai, Vicious Dog Ridge, Jinji Mountain, etc., in order to enter the capital city, and when they are reincarnated, they will go to Nannai He Bridge to drink that Meng Po soup.

However, under this ghost mountain, after all, it is not the real underworld. Therefore, the three levels of hell are not entirely the layout of the netherworld.

Amu thought in his heart, but his feet did not stop.

Take a step forward, and you have already stepped on Huangquan Road.

When Amu stepped on the buoyant road, in an instant, the surrounding scenery changed again.

Xiangshang looks, you can't see the sun, moon and stars, Xiangxia looks, you can't see the land dust. There was a vast expanse all around, and it seemed to be chaos. No direction, no road.

Amu couldn't help but take a deep breath, although he was already a monk of the Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection, but when he was on the Huangquan Road, Amu still felt an inexplicable sadness.

After all, monks are human beings, but they are not mortals.

At this time, Amu had no choice but to open the Demon Eye, and only then did he see something clearly in the vast chaos.

On Huangquan Road, there are no young and old. When Amu's magic eyes opened, he saw countless pedestrians on the vast Huangquan Road, both old and young.

At this moment, whether you were poor or rich in your lifetime, a prince and a general, or a pawn of a peddler, you can only be sent forward by the ghost here.

Souls from all walks of life, some crying and refusing to move forward, some full of rhetoric to please the Yin soldiers, and some go straight all the way in a daze. But no matter what, they couldn't break free from the chains of death in the hands of the Yin soldiers and went all the way back.

Qi Qiran, Amu was sad in his heart, how many people on this Huangquan Road can return their souls?

And in the vast sea of people, Amu actually saw a white dress and a familiar figure.