Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 311: Netherworld
Om!
The golden lotus swallowing the sky is dazzling, shrouded in golden haze, binding those souls, and there is a mysterious power, and it begins to extract the memory in the soul.
Ordinary people, even if they are strong in the princely realm, condense the primordial spirit of martial arts, and do not dare to arbitrarily absorb the memories of others' souls. It is easy to make their primordial spirits impure and affect the future of martial arts.
But Ling Xiao has no such concerns. Swallowing the golden lotus to refine everything can eliminate the original imprint in the soul. Therefore, although Ling Xiao is checking the memories of Mo Wuji and others, it will not affect his soul. purely.
The soul memories of those assassins, like scenes, slowly emerged in Ling Xiao's mind, from their birth, cultivating martial arts, getting married and having children...even the moment before their death. .
"How mysterious is this underworld?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He saw that these golden assassins in the master realm, and even the heaven-level assassins in the heaven and human realm, although they were absorbed into the underworld, they just accepted the task and got commissions for revenge, and They will be controlled by the underworld with secret methods, but they don't know the origin of the underworld at all.
Though their soul memories are cumbersome, there is very little useful information about the underworld.
Click!
The souls of those assassins, after being extracted by Ling Xiao's memory, were swept away by the swallowing golden lotus and shattered in an instant, turning into strands of the purest energy, which were refined by the swallowing golden lotus and merged into Ling Xiao's body. Among the primordial spirits, it gradually increased.
Ling Xiao's gaze finally fell on Mo Wuji's soul.
The soul body is a very illusory existence that cannot be seen by the naked eye.
So Mo Wuji's soul can only be perceived by Ling Xiao's Martial Dao Primordial Spirit. It is a black illusory figure with a ferocious face. It is exactly what Mo Wuji looks like. His eyes are full of eyes when he looks at Ling Xiao. Resentful look.
But the power of the soul is too weak, it is bound by the swallowing golden lotus, and it is difficult to break free.
Om!
A trace of Jinxia's primordial spirit descended, and he began to extract the memories of Mo Wuji's soul, trying to find out the real secrets of the underworld.
Ling Xiao had a hunch in his heart that the underworld dared to attack the Dragon Veins of the Eight Desolations must be a big idea, and the hidden power behind it should be extremely amazing.
But when Ling Xiao was extracting Mo Wuji's memory, a vast and powerful force suddenly awakened from Mo Wuji's soul.
Boom!
Mo Wuji's soul exploded into pieces in an instant, and in the endless void, there seemed to be a figure with a terrifying breath, his eyes glowed like electricity, and a monstrous ghostly aura emanated from his body, as if from the nine secluded hells Here comes the ghost king.
"Who? Dare to kill my Nether Sect disciple?"
The cold voice sounded, and the figure turned out to be transformed by the power of the primordial spirit. It came from the sky in an instant, and shot at Ling Xiao's eyebrows, with a cold murderous intent, who wanted to kill Ling Xiao. soul.
"A mere imprint of the primordial spirit, dare to act wild on me?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and the martial arts primordial spirit in the sea of consciousness sat cross-legged in the void, illuminating the sky and the earth, and a vast and unparalleled force came to suppress the figure.
Boom!
Although the figure is strong, it is the imprint of a strong soul. If it is an ordinary soul, it will definitely be crushed by it, but he never thought that Ling Xiao actually condensed the soul of martial arts.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness trembled slightly, and the figure was instantly suppressed, and the swallowing golden lotus emerged and devoured it towards the figure.
"The cultivation base of the master realm actually condensed the primordial spirit of martial arts? How is this possible? Who the **** are you?"
There was an extremely shocked voice from the figure, but Ling Xiao didn't give him a chance at all. The powerful swallowing power of Swallowing Golden Lotus erupted, and the figure was swallowed up in an instant.
"Is it the Nether Sect?"
Ling Xiao's eyes showed a dignified look.
This is the second time he has heard of the Netherworld Sect. The Netherworld Sect is one of the five sacred places of martial arts in the Eight Wilderness Regions, and it is also the most mysterious sacred place of martial arts. Before, in the Ferocious Beast Mountains, he once plotted against the Great Profound Empress Ji Feixuan, And also launched a rebellion in the ancient country of Daxuan.
"I didn't expect that the real identity of the underworld was actually the Netherworld Sect! The Underworld and the Netherworld are indeed in the same blood, so it seems that there must be a major conspiracy in their planning of the Great Wilderness Dragon Veins. Maybe it's also for the Great Profound Dragon Vein..."
Ling Xiao pondered in his heart, feeling a sense of crisis inexplicably.
Mo Wuji should be an important figure in the Nether Sect, otherwise it would be impossible for someone in the princely realm to leave a mark of the primordial spirit in his soul.
Although he knew that the underworld was the Netherworld sect, what they were trying to do with the dragon veins was still a mystery. Ling Xiao vaguely felt that this was a very important matter that had to be clarified.
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There is a huge mountain range that is shrouded in yellow mist all year round in a place far away from the ancient country of the Great Wilderness.
There are many ghosts in the mountains, there are many black palaces, and even an army of ghost slaves and skeletons, coming out of the mountains and lining up to train.
It is surrounded by black rocks, and there is a large yellow lake, in the middle of the mountain, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
At this moment, an old man wearing a black robe slowly floated up from the big yellow lake, exuding a monstrous aura.
The old man looked very strange, with a ghostly atmosphere all over his body, a hideous mask on his face, sunken eyes, as if there were ghost fires beating, which made people shudder after seeing it.
"Mo Wuji... died..."
An old and hoarse voice sounded, filled with a strange wave.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, dozens of figures in black robes came from the sky, and the black robes were embroidered with the shape of skeletons, which was eerie.
Dozens of people in black robes have strong breaths and can't see their faces clearly, but their eyes are indifferent and without a trace of emotion. At the same time, they stand on the edge of the big yellow lake and bow to the old man wearing a mask~IndoMTL.com~ See Tai superior! "
The masked old man suddenly emitted a terrifying black light from his body, and his eyes seemed to have black anger shooting out, trying to burn the void.
"Mo Wuji is my heir! I want to see who dares to ruin my good deeds, this time I want everyone in the ancient country to pay for his life!"
The masked old man stood up, his body full of ghostly energy, as if there were countless sounds of ghost crying and wolf howling, a terrifying aura that swept the world.
Above a mountain in the distance, the black palace is majestic, a very bewitching young man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a brilliant light in his eyes.
"Is that trash Mo Wuji dead? With one less threat, that place is about to open up. When I achieve great success, it will be time to crush the arrogance of the Eight Wildernesses and become the Lord of the Nether! God, Longzi, Saintess of Yaochi...I can't wait..."
The cold and ethereal voice echoed in the palace, and the ghostly spirit was surging all over the bewitching youth, as if several ghost kings were slowly blending into his body!