The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 62: Tower
At the entrance of the Little Nether Realm, the gate made of tens of thousands of ghost faces slowly closed.
Wan Xie Bone King waved his hands at those disciples and vassals of small powers, and growled impatiently: "Get out, what should you do! This king is guarding here personally, someone came out, Naturally, I will tell you and so on! Get out of here, don’t be an eyesore here!"
Suddenly, the dark wind roiled and the ghostly mist filled the sky. The tens of thousands of evil ghost cultivators rolled away one after another, and no one dared to stay.
A sneer came from the dark wind. Yin Huangwu, who was wearing a gorilla red cloak and covered in a layer of blood mist, was surrounded by several of the most powerful and oldest blood demon princes. Came out of the thick cloud.
The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a ray of fierce blood in the long and narrow eyes. Waste of resources! Imprison them all, and wait for Blood Song to come out of this dilapidated place, and drink their blood as a tonic.”
Wan Xie Bone King clicked his lips and nodded resolutely: "As Emperor Yin Xue wished, let them be thrown into the evil ghost prison."
Laughed a few times, Wan Xie Bone King shook his head: "Yin Blood Emperor, your highness is really not very tempered. There are countless ghosts and ghosts gathered here, and he is here The Arhat relics were sacrificed, if this king hadn't reacted quickly, the Mangshan Ghost Mansion would have been destroyed."
Yin Huangwu snorted coldly, and waved her hand lightly: "It's not that they provoked the blood song, how could these things be provoked? Let's stop talking nonsense, the Little Nether Realm has been opened, and those people should come too ? Wanxie Bone King forcibly activated the Little Nether Realm, his vitality was seriously injured, and his strength was only less than 30% of his peak period. This news should also be released?"
Two groups of will-o'-the-wisps flickered in his eyes, and Wan Xie Bone King 'Jie Jie' laughed strangely. He clenched his fists tightly with both hands, a trace of will-o'-the-wisp flickered between his fingers, and a monstrous ghostly aura shot up into the sky. At this moment, Wan Xie Bone King is full of ghost energy all over his body, and he, who is full of essence, doesn't look like he is seriously injured?
"Thank you, Your Highness Xuege, for creating such a good excuse for us! Hehe, in order to prevent His Highness Xuege from causing more damage to Mangshan Ghost Mansion, this king was forced to open the Little Nether Realm in advance, As a result, the vitality will be greatly injured!" Wanxie Bone King's voice was full of resentment and ferocity: "These ghosts who eat inside and outside, they actually colluded with those righteous disciples and betrayed this king!"
Stomping his feet fiercely, Wan Xie Bone King grinned and said, "They don't even think about it. Even if they sell this king and the evil bone way, they are still ghost cultivators! They are ghost cultivators. It’s impossible to accept them! A group of idiots, so stupid. Hmph, wait until this king kills the heads of those attacking Zhengdaomen, and see how they explain it!”
Yin Huangwu snorted coldly, she raised her head, and the fierce blood in her eyes flashed away.
"Let's talk nonsense, and arrange the manpower first. This time I brought thirty-two wolf king-level powerhouses from the four major werewolf royal families, and sixty-four prince-level powerhouses from the thirteenth-inherited ancient clan. This is nine No matter how many orthodox orthodox monks come, we must let them go without returning!" Yin Huangwu sneered mockingly and said, "They sniped everywhere and killed the subordinates we sent out to collect materials. Forget it, they still want to go straight to Huanglong and destroy Mangshan Ghost Mansion? This is their courting death."
'嗤嗤' came a sinister laugh, Princess Jiuyin twisted her waist, and appeared from the dark wind with a sweet smile.
"Isn't it? More than half of the more than two hundred teams we sent out to collect the materials needed to forge the Floating Starship were attacked. Before the distance to the star where we live is the closest, these righteous disciples will never allow us to collect all the materials needed for the floating starship."
Smiling triumphantly, Princess Jiuyin squinted her eyes and said coldly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, they don't even know that we already have a ready-made Floating Starship, and we don't need to collect it at all. Those materials! All we have done is to paralyze these orthodox disciples and just take the opportunity to kill their masters."
A dark sarcophagus landed lightly on the ground, and the hoarse voice of the mourning mother-in-law sounded quietly.
"Okay, after setting up for so long, it's time to see blood. If we kill one more orthodox monk here, in Yinghuo Dojo, our resistance will be smaller. The wonderful thing is, Bone King and His Royal Highness Blood Song On the way back, most of the foundations of the Muyu old thief Bald were destroyed, how could these people of the orthodox sect be willing to suffer such a loss? They will definitely retaliate vigorously, and we happened to kill them all and bleed into rivers."
The dark wind is rolling, the ghost fog is entangled, the blood flames are rising, and the poisonous gas is pervasive. Thousands of gray-white zombie figures are looming in the dark wind, ghost fog, blood flames, and poisonous gas. The evil giants headed by Yin Huangwu gather here. This sinister arrogance made the entire Mangshan Ghost Mansion faintly tremble.
Even Yin Xuege didn't expect that his mother would lead a large number of masters from the western cultivation world to follow him all the way to the east.
In the territory of Little Netherworld, Yin Xuege carefully flapped his natal bat wings and flew forward. He didn't dare to fly too fast, and he didn't dare to cross those high mountains and flowing water, but flew forward along the junction between mountains and rivers, along the naturally formed river valleys.
This is the Little Nether Realm, the dojo of the ancient ghost Dao Golden Immortal, where anything can happen, Yin Xuege is not willing to have any accidents himself. Ebony and the three corpses are not around, their age is over thirty-six years old, it is impossible for them to step into the Little Nether Realm, and Yin Xuege can only rely on his own strength to seek opportunities in this Little Nether Realm.
Flying all the way forward for a little while, following the foot of a towering mountain and making a big circle, a green light shone in front of it, and Yin Xuege saw a small depression at the foot of the mountain in front of him Inside, an 18-story black stone pagoda stands on a crypt where Yin Qi is condensed, and green will-o'-the-wisps and phosphorescence are continuously emitted from the whole body.
The shape of this black stone tower is simple and thick, in the shape of a simple square tower. But the surface of the pagoda is carved with countless twisted and weird patterns, decorated with a large number of patterns of dark clouds, flames, lava rivers and seas of swords and blood. In these decorative patterns, countless gods and demons are fighting against countless ghosts. The gods and ghosts and ghosts are falling like rain, falling from the dark clouds and flames onto the river of lava and the sea of swords and blood.
This seems to be the scene of a certain battle in ancient times, but it is impossible to tell how many battles there were in ancient times. who.
Anyway, no matter if you look at the gods and demons or ghosts in these patterns, their species are extremely rare. For example, those ghosts that look like yakshas, but have wings on their backs, and a pair of small bone wings on their ankles, making them look extraordinarily light and vigorous. There is no relevant information recorded in the Ling Lu.
Yin Xuege cautiously flew towards this high tower. According to the records of Xiegudao, every building in Little Netherworld is of great value. Moreover, these buildings do not appear in front of people every time they are opened. For example, a high tower may disappear tens of thousands of times. up.
Every time the Little Nether Realm is opened, the buildings and ruins that appear are quite different from the last time.
Every time they step into the Little Nether Realm, the disciples of the Evil Bone Dao may obtain unprecedented discoveries.
Because of this, every time a person enters the Little Nether Realm, the risks and restrictions they encounter are completely different from those of their predecessors. Whether they are alive or dead, whether they encounter great opportunities or great risks, it all depends on each person's luck. What's up.
When Yin Xuege was flying towards the tower, there was a sudden stabbing sound of flying swords. Yin Xuege looked intently, just in time to see two young men in their early twenties flying rapidly one after the other, stabbing each other with flying swords at the same time, and galloping towards the entrance of the tower.
"Liu Wuyang, I discovered this pagoda first, so you can't take advantage of it!"
"Hey God, don't talk nonsense, treasures are virtuous, who can get the treasure, it depends on your own luck! Your family's luck has been weak in the past three hundred years, and even a golden elixir The old ancestor didn't show up, and the rank of the vassal sect of the evil bones has been reduced to the third rate, you still have the guts to compete with me, son? Are you not afraid of revenge from my Liu family?"
Yin Xuege's natal bat wings swayed, and a gust of wind rolled up his body, and he arrived in front of the main gate of the pagoda in an instant. Standing on the nine steps in front of the pagoda, he smiled and saluted two young monks who were more than a hundred feet away from the pagoda.
"Senior brothers, my younger brother, Yin Xuege, is being polite this time! I discovered this pagoda first, so you don't want to take advantage of it! The so-called treasures are home to those with virtue. There is no doubt that I, Yin Xuege You are the virtuous person, you should turn around and go wherever you want!"
The blood spirit sword turned into a **** disc around the body, Yin Xuege said coldly: "Could it be that you two still want to fight with me?"
Liu Wuyang and Qu Tianyang both pressed the sword light at the same time, staring at Yin Xuege dumbfounded. At the same time, they remembered that they were killed by the Wanxie Bone King at the gate of the Little Nether Realm, and also brought down the unlucky members of the family. They glanced at each other, bowed to Yin Xuege without saying a word, then turned and left.
Controlling Jianguang, he flew forward for more than a hundred feet at the fastest speed, and then the two of them, one left and one right, parted ways at the fastest speed, and flew out in one direction.
Yin Xuege looked at the two people who were going away, and made sure that they had gone far away, so he turned around and looked carefully at the dark 18-story black stone pagoda.
The gate of the pagoda is made of the same black stone as the body of the pagoda, and the black lacquer exudes a faint chill. On the left and right of the pagoda gate are carved two statues of ghost kings with ferocious faces. These two ghost kings are like living creatures, with green will-o'-the-wisps shining from their eyes, shining so that Yin Xuege's whole body turns green.
On the top of the tower gate, on a black stone plaque, there is clearly engraved a huge ghostly inscription - Prison!
In order to enter the Little Nether Realm, Yin Xuege learned a lot about the Nether characters most commonly used by ghost monks on the way to the Eastern cultivation world. The Nether ghost essays used by these Nether powers usually only have more than 8,000 characters, and Yin Xuege has memorized all the single words in his heart along the way.
The word 'prison' in this ghost essay is quite different from the one used by mortals. This ghost character 'prison' also represents the implication of suppression, deterrence, power extraction, and weakening of life. To be precise, this word represents more of the power of a seal.
Looking at this sinister pagoda, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the pagoda, Yin Xuege pondered for a while, and then kicked on the pagoda door. The huge natal bat wings spread out on the back, and Yin Xuege was ready to run away at any time if something went wrong.
The door of the tower opened slowly, revealing the inner space of the first floor tower with a radius of hundreds of meters.
A dark tomb stood in the center of the first floor of the pagoda. In front of the tomb stood a three-foot-high tombstone, on which a short inscription was carved in blood-colored writing. Standing outside the pagoda gate, Yin Xuege could still clearly see the ghost writing on the tombstone.
This is a brief description of the Blackrock Tower, and it is also a simple alchemy formula.
This black tower is a ghost weapon, an extremely powerful ghost weapon, it is called the 'Ghost Eighteen Forbidden Tower', or simply called the 'Ghost Prison'. There is a tomb on each floor of the tower, in which a ghost king of the tower spirit sleeps. The strength of each of these tower spirit ghost kings has reached the golden fairyland. They are the prison guards of this ghost prison, responsible for suppressing the prisoners in this ghost prison.
Yin Xuege's heart was beating wildly. The ancestors of Xie Gu Dao must have made a mistake. The pioneer of this small Nether Realm is definitely not just a golden fairy!
The pagoda spirits in this ghost prison are all eighteen golden immortals. How could the pioneer of this small nether world be just a golden immortal? But with Yin Xuege's knowledge and experience, he couldn't judge what level the owner of this small Nether Realm had reached, anyway, he was not someone he could speculate on his own.
On this tombstone, 18 twisted and hideous sacrificial runes are engraved in the shape of ghost faces.
As long as Yin Xuege drips his own blood into these sacrificial runes, turning these dimly lit sacrificial runes into blood, he can completely control the ghost prison and become the master of the ghost prison. According to the records on the tombstone, in order to fill the eighteen sacrificial runes, the amount of blood essence required is roughly equivalent to the amount of blood in the bodies of eighteen strong men.
For normal monks, it is impossible for them to have such an abundance of blood. If they bleed too much, even Jindan monks will surely die.
But Yin Xuege just met this need. He is a blood demon, and his strength is close to that of a prince. For the Blood Demon Clan, their blood energy is a hundred times more abundant than that of ordinary people. Filling up these eighteen sacrificial runes would at most damage Yin Xuege's vitality, but he could not shake his foundation.
Yin Xuege just thought of this, when suddenly a green will-o'-the-wisp blazed on the tombstone, and a clear will was infused into Yin Xuege's sea of consciousness.
I didn't hear any sound, but Yin Xuege already understood that this ghost prison appeared here, and why Yin Xuege came here!
Little Nether Realm sensed the entry of Yin Xuege, and the Little Nether Realm judged that Yin Xuege was the only monk among all the young monks who entered this time, who could completely sacrifice the blood of other monks. Not enough to sacrifice to ghost prison, if they try to sacrifice, the only end is to be sucked into mummified corpses.
Because of the Dharma-ending Era, the Little Nether Realm has also been severely affected. The disintegration of the laws of heaven and earth has directly affected the operation and maintenance of the Little Nether Realm itself. For thousands of years, the Little Nether Realm has spent and wasted countless resources to maintain itself intact with great difficulty.
But in order to maintain the integrity of the Little Nether Realm, he can no longer provide the slightest help to the Ghost Prison. The ghost prison, a powerful ghost weapon, has fallen into the desperate situation of the five declines of heaven and man. If there is no one to nourish it, sacrifice it, and help him recover, the pioneer of this small nether world will forge it with his own hands. The Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Towers will fall apart in a short time.
As a man-made ghost weapon, when he falls into the desperate situation of the five declines of heaven and man, only the practitioner can restore his decline, which is something that the Little Nether Realm cannot do anyway.
For the Little Nether Realm itself, the disintegration of the pure ghost prison has nothing to do with him. But if the ghost prison disintegrates, the few ancient prisoners who are still suppressed in the ghost prison are bound to break out of the prison.
Although these prisoners were imprisoned in the ghost prison, they also suffered extremely serious injuries due to the disintegration of the law of heaven and earth and the fragmentation of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth in the Dharma-ending Era. But they are living beings after all, unlike man-made objects like ghost prisons, as long as these prisoners are given time, they can breathe out the spiritual energy of the world and restore it to their original state!
For Little Nether Realm, once these prisoners recover, it will be an out-and-out disaster.
In order to vent the grievances that have been suppressed for countless years, those prisoners will definitely destroy the Little Nether Realm!
So as soon as Yin Xuege stepped into the Little Nether Realm, he felt the abundant essence and blood breath in Yin Xuege's body, and Yin Xuege was able to swallow the Nether Qi at such a perverted speed. The master clause set by the prison. Therefore, the Little Nether Realm quickly released the ghost creature suppressed in the depths of the Little Nether Realm, allowing him to appear behind the mountain closest to Yin Xuege.
And he took the initiative to contact Yin Xuege, hoping that he could offer sacrifices to the ghost prison, and then take the ghost prison away from the small nether world. within.
"It seems to be good for me to say so?" Yin Xuege looked thoughtfully at the tombstone that was blazing with ghostly flames.
The clear thoughts came back, which is definitely of great benefit to Yin Xuege. Among the various ghost artifacts kept in Xiaoyouming, Ghost Prison can definitely rank among the top ten. As long as Yin Xuege gradually repairs him, even ordinary golden immortals can be easily imprisoned and suppressed in the future. Extract the life essence of the prisoners for your own use!
The most wonderful thing is that all the prisoners who died after being drained of life essence by the ghost prison, their souls will be refined into tower guards, and they will be driven by Yin Xuege forever. Although the strength of these jailers after death is not as good as when they were alive, this function is also very scary, isn't it?
After pondering for a moment~IndoMTL.com~Yin Xuege asked in a deep voice: "Who was suppressed in the ghost prison? Will they cause harm to me?"
The information fed back from the Little Nether Realm made Yin Xuege almost turn around and leave.
Now there are only a few prisoners suppressed in the ghost prison. They are Thor, Wind God, Ice God, Vulcan God, and Light God. able!
Yin Xuege only felt that his eyes were going black for a while, and he suddenly felt that this spooky pagoda in front of him was a gigantic trap no matter how he looked at it. He was afraid that if he made a wrong step, he would be smashed to pieces immediately.
But the response from the Little Nether Realm forced Yin Xuege to stay where he was.
"If you are willing to take away the Nether Eighteen Forbidden Towers, I can give you enough benefits."
"If you are not willing to take him away, if there is a possibility that I will be destroyed, I will destroy you first!"
Following the threat of the Little Nether Realm, a huge cloud vortex suddenly appeared above Yin Xuege's head, and eighteen huge ball lightnings formed rapidly in the cloud vortex.