"start!"

Yu Tianxiang's hair and beard were moving, as if he had used all his strength to shout out.

As soon as the words were finished, a simple sound of "clang, clang" sounded suddenly in addition to the sound of chanting scriptures between heaven and earth.

It is neither far nor near, it seems to come from the Nine Netherworlds, and it seems to ring in people's ears.

boom!

With the sound, a black and gray mist suddenly rose from the entire western-style building, covering Lin Dong and Yu Tianxiang, making it difficult to see things.

The sound of crying, screams, and crazy laughter and scolding came from the fog...

Lin Dong suddenly felt extremely cold and couldn't help but shivering. This was not the coldness of the low temperature, but the chill that rose from the tailbone when he was walking alone in the mass grave in the middle of the night.

Just as I felt uncomfortable, suddenly the Samadhi Divine Fire in my heart ignited, and then a warm current spread throughout my body, and the cold feeling dissipated instantly.

Lin Dong's magic power was circulating and his magic eyes opened, but at this time, there was no longer a golden light in his eye socket, but golden flames rose in his pupils. Wherever his eyes reached, the fog disappeared without a trace as if it had been melted.

As the fog dissipates wherever vision passes.

Lin Dongcai looked down on the scene in the gray fog. A loess road with weeds in front was at his feet. The end of the road was hidden in the fog and extended far away, not knowing where to go.

Lao Yu was standing next to him, holding the red city god seal in his hand, looking at Lin Dong in shock.

"Is this the Underworld?"

Lin Dong asked.

"Immortals are long. This is the Huangquan Road leading to the underworld in the world. Walking along the Huangquan Road to the end is the gate of hell!"

Yu Tian said in detail, looking at the golden flames ignited in Lin Dong's pupils, he felt inexplicably pressure, which made him feel a throbbing from the depths of his soul.

The fog surrounding them is the unique ghost fog in the underworld, and the cornerstone of the survival of ordinary ghosts in the underworld. Just like the oxygen in the world is essential to mortals. However, in the inheritance of the City God, I have never heard of any sage that makes the ghost fog dissipate invisible with just one pair of eyes. Legend has it that the Mahayana Buddha light practiced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who made the ambition of "hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha". All the Mahayana Buddha light practiced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can only retreat, rather than dissipate like snow.

Who is the sacred immortal?

Lao Yu was surprised and happy. After the success of the Yin, he could contact the underworld. The immortal elder and his magic power were beyond imagination. He thought that this trip to the underworld would definitely be completely dangerous.

Lin Dong naturally didn't know that Lao Yu felt that his thighs had thicker again. For the first time, he stepped on the mysterious path of the underworld in mythology. He was about to face the Ten Palaces of Hell and the eighteen-level hell. In addition to being curious, Lin Dong had to be extremely cautious.

The magic power of the whole body is circulating, and the peach wood sword behind it can be slashed out at any time.

"Lao Yu."

Lin Dong shouted.

"Hey, hey, the immortal." Yu Tianxiang came back to his senses and bowed to answer.

"Let's go!"

"Immortals wait a moment, the little gods in the ghost fog in the underworld are difficult to see, so they have to let the City God Seal lead the way first."

After saying that, Yu Tianxiang threw the City God Seal into the void, and the large vermilion seal turned drippingly, emitting gurgling red light, flying into the depths of the ghost fog.

Lin Dong and Yu Tianxiang followed closely behind and walked along the loess road into the grey fog.

As we walked along the way, there were no more thousands of sounds that had just begun to enter the fog. The whole road was extremely quiet. For some reason, Lin Dong felt a smell of eternal desolation, as if this road of the underworld had been abandoned for a long time.

Just as they were thinking, the City God Seal in the gray fog in front suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward. When the two walked closer, they saw that the Huangquan Road had reached its end. The front suddenly became clear, the fog dissipated, and a vacuum area without the ghost fog appeared.

Lin Dong looked up and the scenery in front of him suddenly shocked his mind. He saw a black city standing thousands of meters ahead, with the city walls majestic and straight into the clouds, extending and unable to see the head.

Below the city wall, at the entrance of the city gate several feet high, a stone tablet as high as the city wall stands with a line of blood-red characters written on it:

"The Ghost Gate Pass of the Ghost Gate is this the Underworld!"

At this moment, the city gate had opened, and countless strange-shaped ghosts with green faces and fangs were crowded at the door, covering the sky.

But they all stood at the gate of the city, pushing and shoving, but no ghost dared to take a step.

Outside the city gate, in the vacuum area of ​​gray fog, a burly figure dressed in a Taoist priest stood with his back to Lin Dong, holding a long sword in his hand, and flirting with clothes, facing the thousands of ghosts at the city gate alone, but they were like mountains, motionless.

Lin Dong and Yu Tianxiang were shocked by the scene in front of them and were hesitating to get through it.

But he saw a ghost standing in front of the ghosts inside the city gate. A three-meter-high ghost with green face and fangs, holding a golden gourd, and wearing brass mail shouted at the burly figure standing alone outside the city gate:

"Yan Chixia, you have been guarding the Ghost Gate for a thousand years, but now the saint is gone, and the vitality of heaven and earth is reappearing, and you should retreat."

"Hahahaha... Baoshan old ghost, if you want to go out, you will fight me, Yan for three hundred rounds first. If you don't dare, don't talk nonsense. I, Yan, still said the same thing. I don't care about anything in the gate of hell, but I dare to step out of the gate of hell, and Yan will definitely not give up."

The burly Taoist under the city gate laughed wildly, but his voice was extremely cold and there was no trace of emotional fluctuation.

"Yan Chixia? Baoshan Old Ghost?"

Listening to these two seemingly familiar names, Lin Dong couldn't help but murmur.

Who knew that as soon as the words came out, he could only hear the burly Taoist priest standing at the gate of the city shouting:

"Who trespassed into the underworld and left quickly?"

Lin Dong was about to answer when a silver-white sword light suddenly came. Before he could start the peach wood sword, he felt that the scenery in front of him changed and he returned to the second floor of the small western-style building.

Yu Tianxiang also stood beside him with a shocked look on his face. The two seemed to have been in place and had never moved.

"This... there is a Taoist priest who guards the gates of ghosts alone!"

Yu Tianxiang was shocked and shook his head and murmured.

"Yan Chixia guards the Ghost Gate! Baoshan Old Ghost..."

Lin Dong also muttered to himself, suddenly remembered something, turned around and came to the study room in front of the half-piece ancient painting obtained from the tree demon grandma, and looked at the seal in the lower left corner:

"King Baoshan!"

Lin Dong murmured, what is the connection with the old ghost in Baoshan in front of the Ghost Gate?

If the old ghost in Baoshan is the King of Baoshan, why is the painting of the King of Underworld located in the tree demon on earth?

Yan Chixia! The fat man's ancestor was also named Yan Chixia. Although he didn't see the front, the burly figure in front of the Ghost Pass was exactly the same as the phantom that appeared in the fat man's blunt sword. It was obviously the same person.

Yan Chixia seemed to be guarding alone in front of the Ghost Gate for thousands of years. A thousand years ago, the saints on earth killed all the world into evil demons and sealed spiritual energy, and he happened to travel over a thousand years ago. What is the connection between this? What happened a thousand years ago?

I should go to the Underworld again!

Lin Dong thought about it, and came to the outside room again and asked Yu Tianqing, who had not yet come to his senses completely:

"Lao Yu, can you start the Huangquan Road again?"

Yu Tianxiang shook his head and said, "Brother Xianxian, the Taoist priest just now, and the little god could not sense the existence of the underworld. It was already past the middle of the hour. The little god's magic power was shallow. I am afraid that it will be possible to open it again until the Zhongyuan Festival next year."

"Then wait till next year!"

Looking at Lao Yu's pale face, it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of his magic power this time. Lin Dong nodded and said, although he was eager to figure out what happened a thousand years ago, he had been living for so long and had long been used to waiting, so naturally he was not in a hurry for such a moment.
Chapter completed!