World of Immortals Chapter 223: 9 Youtai

Xiao Shi sat cross-legged with a stone drill in his hand, blending harmoniously with Xiao Chen, as if he were practicing quietly in his heart, which gave Xiao Chen another trace of anticipation in his nervousness.

Look up, the magic cloud is deeply locked, Jiuyoutai is as high as a mountain, and its momentum is majestic. It is not uncommon to see such peaks and giant mountains in the dim hell. Even some White Bone Mountains are thousands of feet high. The coercion, few can compare with this thousand-long Jiuyou Terrace in front of him.

The shape of Jiuyoutai is like a volcano standing there, as if there is a soul, and you can even feel its pulse. The mountain is dark red, as if the blood of thousands of souls has condensed, and there is an unspeakable hideousness. And depression.

"How do I feel that this is a big living monster?" Niu Ren couldn't help shivering.

"It's not a good place, let's be more careful." Xiao Chen and the others have already come to the foot of Jiuyou Platform, and they have not seen why they are called "Taiwan". They look like a man who has been used to reach the sky. The severed mountain.

Swipe

Unfolding the Immortal Wings, Xiao Chen will rise to the sky.

"Wait, bring us up too." Niu Ren also thought of going up to the Jiuyou Platform to have a look.

Xiao Chen led Niu Ren and the Black Dragon King to ascend, with the suffocating aura, passing through the band-shaped magic fog, and appearing on the top of the mountain surrounded by black clouds.

When they reached the top, Xiao Chen and Niu Ren took a breath of cold breath. The huge mountain was actually empty, like a black hole like a volcano, but it was much more eerie than a volcano, and billowing black clouds emerged from it. Coming.

"Is there a gate to hell? No, this is hell." The fat Niu Ren felt the gloomy cold surrounding him and involuntarily took a step back.

Xiao Chen frowned, too, and King Chu Jiang asked him to come here. What can be found? Carefully staring at the bottomless black hell, horrible screams came from below, like evil spirits whimpering and wailing.

"Cough...cough..."

Searful old coughing. Suddenly sounded from behind Xiao Chen and the others, on the top of the huge ring-shaped mountain surrounded by mist, it was so awe-inspiring and terrifying.

"I X..." At that time, the little fat man Niu Ren jumped up in shock, turned around and backed up a few steps, almost falling into the bottomless black prison.

"Clang"

The sacred dragon sword hidden in the back of the Black Dragon King jumped out, and the blazing holy light illuminates the top of the mist-shrouded mountain.

Xiao Chen was also cautiously guarded, his keen sense of spirit has repeatedly failed in hell, indicating that the masters hiding here are very powerful. (

An old woman with a declining age, as thin as a straw. She was wearing a shabby shroud, and her skin was yellowish without a trace of blood, as if an old zombie had just walked out of the graveyard for many years. The long gray hair is sparse and sparse, moving with the wind like weeds. A pair of eyes are like two ghost fires, emitting a tragic blue light from the deep-set eye sockets. The bridge of his nose was almost collapsed, his lips were dry, and the wrinkles on his face were like the bark of a thousand-year-old pine, cracked and wrinkled, without any moisture.

It looks like a corpse no matter what!

Especially when you see such an old woman in hell, it is even more impossible for people to think of a good place. The most frightening thing is that the old man was holding a mourning stick in his hand, and when he walked tremblingly, the mourning stick was entwined with a few ghosts. Make a howling sound if there is no ground.

"Who... are you?" The little fat man Niu Ren was a little hairy. The confidence seems not very sufficient.

"Quack...I am your ancestor."

Although the little fat man is a little hairy, but he is not bad. He cursed after hearing the words, and said: "I #@%#@￥...I dare to take advantage of your Lord Niu, I am your uncle."

"Woo..."

The mourning stick was drawn out, leaving a pale light and shadow in the dim space, and it slammed on the body of the little fat man Niu Ren, and immediately let him fly out, almost falling into the endless abyss. Niu Ren, as strong as the little fat man, didn't have time to dodge.

The Black Dragon King roared. The holy sword suspended above the head. It turned into a beam of light, and slashed forward with a brushing sound. The sharpness of the sword light makes people tremble with fear.

Although the young Dragon King is far from able to truly exert the power of this holy sword, after all, this is the sacred weapon of the dragon clan, and the old woman did not hold her back, leaving an afterimage in the same place and disappeared. The holy sword pierced through the air, and instantly returned to the sky above the head of the Black Dragon King, splashing down a ray of Rui Cai, enclosing Niu Ren and the others.

"Oh, your dead old woman dared to attack me!" The little fat man grinned and stood up with great pain, but fortunately he was not really hurt.

"Quack..." The old woman laughed like Ye Xiao was crying.

Xiao Chen stopped the Black Dragon King and pulled the little fat man Niu Ren. He saw that the old woman had no intention of killing, otherwise Niu Ren would be in danger.

"Don’t be dissatisfied, boy, I didn’t take advantage of you. Although you are not a real barbarian, you are their descendants. I feel the same blood breath in your body that is the same as mine. You must be me. Descendants of this line. ****"

"I..." The little fat man had an urge to curse, but he swallowed when the words reached his lips, and said depressed: "Who are you? Don't want to take advantage of me."

"I am just a ghost woman, helping King Chujiang manage some things. I used to be a barbarian."

"Oh" The little fat man Niu Ren nodded depressed, maybe this old woman is really his ancestor.

"I am in charge of taking care of Jiuyou Terrace. I told King Chujiang about what happened here. Naturally, I already knew about your affairs from King Chujiang."

Xiao Chen stepped forward and gave a deep ceremony: "Please also let the old woman tell me the details of the Zizuan Yinmu Chuanshu."

"Do you know why this place is called Jiuyoutai?" the old woman asked.

"I don't know."

"This place was once connected to the dark realm and penetrated the Nine Serenities and Eighteen Hells. Although the pathway has already been bet on, there are still some gaps that are not sealed. It is difficult for a powerful evil spirit to penetrate through, but it is teleported. Some news is still okay. Jump down from here, such as falling from a ten thousand-foot high platform, into the bottomless Nine Netherworlds. You can see a sealed door. The ideal underworld of the ancestral **** Suiren has not really appeared, but the ten halls of the Pluto are still in the underworld. After managing for a period of time, even in the dark realm, there were former officials in the underworld. The purple diamond dark wood was passed back by them. I hope you will take away an indelible little beast with a soul mark."

"Isn't it Keke's distress letter?" Xiao Chen asked suspiciously.

"Jump down from here. Communicate with the ghost over there in front of the sealed door, and you will know everything."

For the Snow White Little Beast, even if he went to **** and went to Jiuyou, Xiao Chen would not frown. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that the old woman didn't need to deceive him.

"Okay, I will go to Jiuyou now."

"Wait a minute, let me remind you first, it's easy to get down, and it's hard to get up. These nine ghosts are endless evil spirits, you have to think about it."

"It's okay." Xiao Chen has even entered hell. Are you afraid of ghasts? He doesn't know how many ghosts he has encountered along the way.

"I'll accompany you." Niu Ren stood up.

"No. I can do it myself." Xiao Chen knew that there might be a certain danger this time, and didn't want Niu Ren to take risks anymore. "You can't go." The old woman smiled grimly, covered in mist, and said: "Aren't you coming to the barbarian holy mountain to find a beast soul? I am your ancestor. How can I look at you? It's done. He goes to Jiuyou, so stay here. Old ancestor, I like you a little fat man very much. I am going to take you to attract the strongest beast soul into the body and perfect you."

Speaking of here, the old woman floated silently in front of the little fat man. Dotingly squeezed Niu Ren's chubby cheek.

Squeezed by the old woman's ghost claws. The little fat man's cold hair stood up, and he speculated depressedly, this is really his ancestor?

Xiao Chen jumped off Jiuyoutai without hesitation, and the endless darkness soon swallowed his figure.

"Eh, wait for me." Niu Ren wanted to chase after him, but the old woman stopped him in front of him and said: "It's useless if you go. Come with me to refine your soul."

Niu Ren was forcibly pulled off the Jiuyou Platform by the old woman, and after hearing about the situation of the ancient beast soul king. Suddenly I was impatient. He jumped up high in anger.

"I choose the cow head and horse noodles...Is there anything wrong?!"

"What, is that the strongest Beastmaster Soul?"

"Don't lie to me. It's impossible to choose Tauren Mee if you kill me!"

"What, bull's head is the most suitable for me?!"

Looking at the furious little fat man, the old woman sneered: "Legend is always a legend, sometimes the truth is thousands of miles away. Do you know that this bull's head was one of the strongest fighting spirits of my barbarian back then? Several barbarian sages have all sacrificed and integrated this bull king soul. It is definitely not like the legend, bull head is not a small official in the underworld. If you are not a descendant of my land, I will not bother to care about you, let alone put this into a deep sleep. The heroic soul of you has been introduced into your body."

In a deep ancient cave, there were bursts of heart-palpitating soul fluctuations, and the powerful force made the little fat man feel suffocated.

"The messy beast souls on your body can just be fed to the Bull King Soul." The old woman sneered and said: "One day, if you succeed in your cultivation, you will definitely worship me in the sun every day."

The battle spirit of the bull in the face of bull head horse... the little fat man wanted to cry without tears.

The terrible wind is whistling, and Xiao Chen is sinking towards the Nine Nether Eighteen Hells, and his soul is wailing endlessly in the dark and opaque abyss. Had it not been for the light of the colorful sacred tree, Xiao Chen would have been overwhelmed and torn apart by the endless soul shadow that made the scalp numb.

I don't know how deep the Nine Nethers are. After falling for two hours, Xiao Chen landed on the ground. The yin at the bottom is extremely heavy, making people feel palpitations and depression, even those tens of millions of souls have not been chased down.

The ground in the belly of the mountain is full of white bones. I don't know how it accumulates. The breath of death is the only one here, without any other fluctuations.

Xiao Chen used spiritual consciousness to replace vision, "looking" in the endless darkness, and carefully observed, he walked forward along a bone passage.

An hour later, a sealed gate appeared in front of him, with blood-colored rays of light blooming, and the sorrowful red was exceptionally harsh and terrifying.

A faint phantom emerged from the gloomy blood gate, and an old voice sounded in the terrifying ground, saying: "You are here..."

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen froze and stared calmly at the hazy ghost in front of him.

"I...I'm just an old ghost who has fallen into the endless years of nine secluded years. It doesn't matter who it is. You just came... just now that indelible little beast is still talking behind the sealed door."

"What, do you mean Ke Ke is behind the door?"

"Just now, wait a minute, I will communicate with the ghost on the opposite side." The blood mist spread, the old ghost's blood was dazzling, and blood was constantly flowing down from the gloomy blood door, before his eyes All of this seems weird and terrifying.

A full hour passed, the old ghost was taking a breath and said: "There is a ghost found it."

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt the familiar breath through the blood gate, and in a daze he had heard the voice of the little beast.

Xiao Chen cares is chaotic, and can't wait to see the little beast~IndoMTL.com~ The mental fluctuations rippled away in an instant, passing the crevices of the self-sealed door in his heart for an instant.

"They are lying to you...I live well here..." This is the first time Xiao Chen has sensed the spirit fluctuations of the little beast, as if it were really talking. The kind of fluctuating soft, lazy, very immature, as if gently breathing in the ear, it makes people feel itchy in the ears.

He is a little bit sad, and a little bit want to laugh, this little thing must be lazy at the moment, maybe he just woke up dazedly from his sleep.

"Koko will come back soon."

"I want to eat purple diamond yin tree ginseng fruit, but they searched for a few months, only to find eight, I haven't eaten enough yet." The tender voice was filled with regret and dissatisfaction.

Xiao Chen was so shocked that he really didn't know what to say, it seemed...it was totally different from what he had imagined! The little beast is not only in no danger there, but also seems to be living comfortably.

I am afraid that there are not many purple diamond yin trees in the underworld, and the yin trees that can bear fruit are even rarer. Purple diamond yin trees that are more than one hundred thousand years old will not bear fruit. It is really not so hard to find. The purple diamond yin tree ginseng fruit is probably even harder to find than the **** fruit.