The purpose of Amu and Tsing Yi Wu'er to come to the All Saints Palace has been achieved, and there is no need to stay at all, you must know that staying in the All Saints Palace for a moment will be more dangerous. At this point, the two of them had a very tacit understanding, they didn't say anything, they just glanced at each other, and then they used their magical powers, and directly left the UFO Palace, and then out of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace at the same time.

Fortunately, the two of them were not discovered by the power of the Immortal Ghost Sect at all. In a region a few miles away, the two stood still.

"Seven days later, it will be the Holy Maiden Ceremony, according to the monk's memory, this year's Holy Maiden Ceremony is extraordinary! It's just that even he hasn't seen the appearance of the Holy Maiden, presumably you won't miss such a holy meeting, right?"

The five children in Tsing Yi stand in the night, like plum blossoms blooming in the night sky.

"Of course, if it were possible, I wouldn't make the Immortal Ghost Sect's Holy Maiden Ceremony smooth!" Amu sneered.

Hearing this, a hint of complexity suddenly flashed in the eyes of Tsing Yi Wu'er, and said: "Although I can't see your cultivation now, if you want to compete with the Immortal Ghost Sect, unless there is a monk like my grandfather, it's a pity ......."

The five children of Tsing Yi wanted to speak and stopped, but Amu didn't ask much, it seems that the hard man's speculation is good, and the emperor of the Taihuang is mostly trapped in the small shop in the white city, and he can't get out at all.

can trap a cultivator in a small shop, I really don't know who has that kind of mana.

Tsing Yi Wu'er glanced at the direction of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace and said, "The black water in the west, not the Northern Wilderness, you should keep a low profile, otherwise you don't know how to die!"

Amu did not refute Tsing Yi Wu'er's words, because he knew Wu'er's words and the truth.

"You haven't said what the Emperor of the Desolation asked you to do in Blackwater?" Amu asked.

"It's not for you to know, it's just that we're friends and not enemies now! If I have news of your master and sister, I'll definitely find a way to tell you!"

"Thank you!" Amu said solemnly, "If I can learn the news of my master and sister, Amu will definitely repay him!"

Tsing Yi Wu'er was noncommittal, and then said: "Seven days later, I will also participate in the Holy Maiden Ceremony!

As he spoke, the Tsing Yi Wu'er shook with one hand, and a blood-red invitation with a ghost face floating underneath fell into Amu's hand.

"It's still your movements fast!" Amu smiled and put it away without politeness.

"I'm in the 'Hengsheng' old store in the west of the ghost city, if there is anything, where can I find me!Before coming to Heishui, my grandfather once instructed you, Yujian in the future, if there is anything, you can do your best to help!" After saying that, Tsing Yi Wu'er arched his hand slightly, said "take care", and without saying anything more, he dissipated directly into the void.

Looking at the disappeared Wu'er, Amu didn't move immediately. In fact, for Tsing Yi Wu'er's words, Amu was skeptical.

The Emperor of the Desolation and the Essence of the Plum Blossom are too difficult to fathom, and it is estimated that if it is not a last resort, Amu will not ask them for help.

Amu didn't go back to the ghost town, and Amu didn't find a store to stay in Xiuxian during the day.

At this time, before the time had passed, as soon as Amulio sorted out the information in the monk's mind, he disappeared directly into the night.

The night in the ghost town was still dead silent, and nothing seemed to have happened.

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Ghost town, Netherworld Mountain, back mountain.

At this time, Amu was wearing a blood shadow fish scale cloak, standing a few miles away from the Netherworld Mountain. Dressed in white, it should have been extremely dazzling, but no one could see Amu at this time.

In fact, there is not much information about the Netherworld Mountain, and the spiritual monk does not have much memory in his mind.

It's just because the original division of monks in the Immortal Ghost Sect also has its characteristics.

All monks below the Spirit Saint should practice in the Hall of All Saints, unless there are special circumstances. The halls in the Palace of All Saints are actually equivalent to the caves.

In the ghost city, not only is there abundant spiritual energy, but also the power of the incense belief in the Ten Thousand Saints Palace is the source of the cultivation of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The secular affairs of the Immortal Ghost Sect are also handled by the monks in the Ten Thousand Saints Palace, and only the Cangwu Building in the Ten Thousand Saints Palace is guarded by soul-level monks.

On the top floor of the Cangwu Tower, there was indeed a Soul Scattering Monk sitting in the town, but the monk never appeared there.

And ordinary disciples of the Immortal Ghost Sect, if they want to go to the Netherworld Mountain to cultivate, they must reach the Spirit Saint realm.

In fact, the general sect is divided into inner holes, outer holes, or inner doors and outer doors, in this sense, the inner gate of the Immortal Ghost Sect is the Netherworld Mountain, and the outer gate is the Temple of Ten Thousand Saints.

The Netherworld Mountain behind the Ten Thousand Temples is the most ultimate liliang of the Immortal Ghost Sect. The monks there are basically above the spiritual saint, who have opened their own caves and devoted themselves to cultivation.

The soul-scattering level powers of those Immortal Ghost Sects are basically on this mountain.

Looking at the black mountain, Amu sighed slightly in his heart. The seven immortal gates of the sea wilderness are all extraordinary, and there are countless heritages.

As soon as Amu stood on the back mountain of the Netherworld Mountain, he sensed that this world was anything but ordinary. It turned out that the feeling of dislocation of time and space from the moment I entered the ghost town all came from this Netherworld Mountain.

Netherworld, as the name suggests, is a mountain from the Netherworld.

That high mountain, if you look at it from Amu's perspective at this time, towers into the clouds, straight into the dark and dreary sky. At this time, I don't even have a little starlight in the sky, and the black and oppressive mountains give people an endless sense of oppression.

Such a high mountain, among all the mountains that Amu has ever seen, is the Black Illusion Demon Mountain in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, which cannot be compared to it.

It was a collection of thousands of liliangs, and the entire mountain exuded a faint dead air. If it is a mortal, it cannot be approached at all.

In fact, the mountain seemed to be right in front of you at this time. However, in fact, Amu knew that the mountain was still far away from him.

The entire space-time around Netherworld Mountain is distorted, and everything here is a façade.

The monk who was searched by Amu, although he had never been to Netherworld, was almost qualified to enter the Netherworld to practice, so he still knew some rumors about Netherworld.

In the back mountain, there is a cave, called "Hell"!

In that hell, it is said that the felons of the Immortal Ghost Sect are suppressed and sealed.

In the monk's memory, more than forty years ago, he heard that there was a monk from the Northern Wilderness who broke into hell and was sealed and suppressed.

This was the most important information that Amu extracted from the monk's mind, and more than forty years ago, although the monk's memory was a little vague, it was enough to make Amu move.

Because this time almost coincides with the day when Han Qianli left the Northern Han Sect.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains. This would not have been in line with Amu's cautious character. However, Amu couldn't resist all the clues about Han Qianli and Master and Yu'er.

I didn't come to Heishui to see the Holy Maiden's ceremony, but for the three people who were extremely important to Amu.

But the hell of Netherworld Mountain is by no means an easy place to visit. According to the memory of the monk of the Immortal Ghost Sect, this is the Immortal Ghost Sect, one of the seven immortal sects of the Sea Desolation, where the felons are detained, even if you think about it, you know what it means!

It's just that I don't know if the monk's message is absolutely accurate.

Ten Thousand Grave Lane, Huangquan Road, and Nai He Bridge, this is the only way to enter hell, and it is called the "Three Passes of Hell"! Only after passing these three levels can you see the true face of the hell of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

And it is said that the gate of hell is guarded by a powerful town at the level of scattered souls.

However, as for what Wanfen Lane, Huangquan Road, and Nai He Bridge looked like, it was not in the monk's memory.

"Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Amu and I have to break through!"

Amu stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the Netherworld Ghost Mountain, knowing that although everything was right in front of him, he was afraid that if he took another step forward, he would have a cave.

Took a deep breath, although the aura here, there was always a smell of death. Amu's murderous nature may like blood and murder, but he definitely doesn't like death.

With a move in his mind, Amu summoned the remnants of the coffin out and floated above his head. One after another, black rays fell, directly covering Amu's upper and lower bodies. The black rattan was held directly in Amu's hand, instead of floating under his arm as usual.

You must know that this is the important place of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and if Amu makes a mistake, or a mistake, he may be doomed.

"At least, I still have a drop of the Blood of the Battle Spirit God King!" Amu smiled coldly, prepared for the worst.

As soon as the figure moved, Amu took an important step.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed, and the black and oppressive mountains disappeared without a trace.

Amu was already in a strange space.

The streets are vertical and horizontal, the ancient walls are deep and the alleys are deep, and it seems that this is a dilapidated ancient town. However, Amu Zhan looked at it. There is not a single house building in this ancient town.

Graves! All graves! Every street on both sides is densely packed with graves!

Some of the graves seem to be new, with yellow paper flying and ghostly fires.

A low sob, whining sound, heard in the wind.

Ten Thousand Grave Lane?Amu frowned.

Although there is no specific information about Ten Thousand Tombs Lane in the monk's memory, seeing such a scene in front of him is enough to know that everything in front of him must be Ten Thousand Tombs Lane.

The whining sound gradually rose, and as soon as Amu appeared in this shijie, those graves one after another seemed to begin to move.

The graves were moving, and at first they seemed to squirm slowly, moving forward one by one. Later, it became faster and surging like the waves of the sea.

And then there was the endless sound of devil crying, men and women, old people and children.

"Give me back my life—"

"I'm wronged—"

"Uh-ah-"

"Avenge me—"

This wave after wave is loud and loud, and it is deafening. However, they only heard their voices, but did not see their people. There are no demons, and there are no corpses. Only the graves, like living creatures, kept surging together.

It's a tingling sensation on the scalp.

At the beginning, Amu watched the changes in this Ten Thousand Graves Alley with cold eyes, and those ghosts and wolves howled were directly sealed outside of Amu's divine consciousness. This level of ghost sound has no effect on Amu at all.

And the surging tombs are actually an illusion, and if you keep staring at them, you will go crazy after a while.

The ten thousand graves were not only surging like the waves of the sea, but also spinning incessantly.

"With this level of illusion, how can you help me?" Amu sneered.

With this level of illusion, Amu almost didn't need to sacrifice the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra, but the magic sense and magic intent in his eyes could be broken directly.

The red and black light flashed, and Amu's magic sense and demonic intent poured into his eyes.

At this time, the Ten Thousand Graves Lane in Amu's eyes did not move at all, and everything was still.