Chapter 908

Along the way, the ghost fire is faint, the undead wander around, silent and gloomy.

These undead have strange shapes, each with a sinister and fierce aura, and the weakest are comparable to the characters in the spirit wheel realm.

And some powerful ones are enough to rival the Emperor Xuanzhao Realm!

This also made Yuan Linning deeply realize how terrifying Xiao Ming is as one of the nine most dangerous forbidden places in the City of Death.

If it wasn't for this time walking with Su Yi, she would never have come to take risks.

However, what reassured Yuan Linning was that, as she followed along, the undead seemed to be afraid, and they retreated one after another, not daring to approach at all.

"The power of the law of the black prison turns out to be so wonderful."

Yuan Linning secretly said.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the ancient and towering city gate of Xiaomingdu.

The city gate is a hundred feet high, with a black stone statue standing on each side, a hell dog with nine heads on the left, and a huge three-legged toad on the right.

Just that hideous image makes people shudder.

"Xiao Ming has an accident."

Su Yi suddenly spoke up.

He glanced at the two stone statues and frowned.

A crack appeared in the place between the nine heads of the Hell Demon Dog.

The pair of eyes of the three most toads were completely shattered.

These two stone statues communicate the power of the original source rules underground in Xiaomingdu, and can be turned into a fortified defensive formation to prevent outsiders from entering.

But now, both stone statues have been destroyed!

In other words, at this time, without these two stone statues sitting in the town, anyone can enter and leave Xiaomingdu.

"It seems that before us, someone has already broken into Xiaomingdu in advance, and the general Xuanyou realm emperor can't break the rules and powers covered here, unless... use extremely powerful secret treasures."

Su Yi's eyes flashed, "Strange, who did this?"

Yuan Linning was also surprised when she heard the words.

"Go, go in and have a look."

As Su Yi said, he entered the city gate directly.

Yuan Linning was startled, she knew that something had happened here, why did she still go there?

Don't this guy know what fear is?

After hesitating for a while, Yuan Linning gritted her teeth and followed.

In the small underworld, there are ancient buildings that collapsed and collapsed everywhere.

"Sure enough, it's not the same as it used to be."

Su Yi murmured.

Back then, Xiao Ming had gathered many terrifying evil spirits with wisdom, and under each terrifying evil spirit, there was also a large-scale evil spirit attached to him.

Such as undead, ghosts, demons, etc.

This small Mingdu is also extremely lively, just like a real ghost realm.

At that time, almost no one dared to come to Xiaomingdu for the emperor who entered the city of death.

Because there are too many terrifying evil spirits gathered here, and they are stronger than each other.

Later, when Su Yi went to Xiaomingdu, he only killed 33 emperor-rank evil spirits, and helped the sky-reaching demon vine to occupy the core of the city, "Wangtianlou".

Since then, the Tongtian Demon Vine has become the master of this small underworld.

But now again, there is a bleak scene in Xiaomingdu!

Not to mention those terrifying evil spirits, not even a single kid could be seen.

Su Yi didn't stop, and went straight to the depths of Xiao Mingdu.

Soon, a pavilion with a height of hundreds of feet appeared in the field of vision.

The pavilion is octagonal and the whole body is as black as ink. In this small capital

Inside, it seems to stand out from the crowd.

Looking to the sky.

The core hinterland of Xiaomingdu.

Under this pavilion, part of the source rule power that connects the city of death, has been infiltrated by the power of Jiuyou Hansha all the year round.

So much so that this pavilion has also become the first-class "Blessed Land" in the eyes of evil cultivators!

Back then, it was here that Su Yi beheaded a terrifying evil spirit known as "The Lord of Blood Souls" and helped Tongtian Demon Vine win the Wangtian Tower.

But when he arrived here now, Su Yi suddenly discovered that there were many shocking cracks on the surface of Wangtian Tower, which was a hundred meters high, as if it had been severely bombarded.

Under the Wangtian Tower, within a hundred meters, the ground was cracked, scattered with many broken corpses, and blood stains were everywhere.

Su Yi stared at the broken corpses for a moment, frowning even more severely.

At a glance, he could see that those corpses were from evil cultivators of the royal class!

Moreover, looking at the color and breath of the blood on the ground, these evil cultivators obviously died last night.

Then, Su Yi looked back at Wangtianlou, and soon made a new discovery——

This ancient pavilion was sealed by an invisible law force!

"The Law of Burning Stillness, this is the power of the Great Dao born from the 'Fenjie Ruler', one of the nine taboos of Hades..."

Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Could it be that the power of Xuanming Divine Court entered this place last night?"

While thinking about it, he has already walked towards Wangtianlou.

...

At the bottom of Wangtianlou, in a dark temple.

A single bronze lamp shone dimly.

The ground was filled with blood and water, and the various furnishings in the hall had long been destroyed and turned into a mess.

A handsome young man with blood on his body knelt down on his knees, weeping in grief, and said, "Master, I will definitely help you take back the body and the path, definitely! I will kill those bastards, and leave none of them!"

The boy's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was full of anger and worry, and tears welled up in his eyes.

In front of him was a scorched and damaged ivy.

Above the ivy, an illusory figure of a man appeared.

The man looks thin, and the illusory figure changes drastically, as if it will shatter and disappear at any time.

"You're so grown up, why are you crying?"

The man shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with sadness.

The young man wiped away his tears fiercely, but when he saw the man's remnant soul that was close to collapse, his grief came from his heart, and his eyes were red again.

The man took a deep breath and said, "Mu'er, there's not much time, just listen carefully, I'll do my best to send you away from this Wangtianlou. This piece of cane left Xiao Mingdu as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

The young man shook his head and said, "I'm not leaving! I want to stay by Master's side!"

"This is an order!"

The man's voice became stern, "If you live, I can die with peace of mind. Recently, many powerful cultivators have come in from the outside world. If you can see them, please ask them to take you away from this city of vain death. If you don't become emperor, you are not allowed to step into the city of death again!"

The young man's expression changed, his eyes were blank, and he said, "But I'm gone, what do you do, Master?"

Looking at the disciple who was brought up by himself, the man's eyes softened, and he said, "Mu'er, didn't you wish to go to the world outside the dead city to see it since you were a child?"

"Over the years, I have helped you refine the 'evil' power in your body, and you will no longer be fettered by the power of the rules of the dead city. After going to the outside world, with your background, you can worship

Practice in a powerful spiritual force. "

"If no sect accepts you as a disciple, go to the Ghost Snake Clan and say that you are a disciple of 'Qingteng', and they will definitely take you in."

The man warned in a warm voice, his voice getting weaker and weaker, "Also, don't think about revenge for me, you are the emperor, and you are not destined to be the opponents of those guys, unless..."

Hearing this, the teenager asked anxiously, "Master, unless what?"

The man's eyes were complicated, and he sighed: "Unless, Lord Xuanjun Sword Master is still alive, maybe there will be a chance to prevent Hades from reappearing in the world."

The young man was suddenly disappointed and his face was sad.

A few years ago, he had heard from some powerhouses who entered the city of the dead, that the sword master Xuanjun, who was like a supreme god in the mind of the master, had passed away five hundred years ago.

When I first heard the news, Master almost went crazy, restless and grief-stricken, and sat alone for ten days and ten nights without a word.

No one knew how sad the Master was at the time.

But from that time on, the teenager found that the master had changed, and he became fond of drinking, like to be silent in a daze, and sometimes inexplicably angry.

It was also from that time that the young man realized that in Master's heart, the Xuanjun Sword Master is like a master and a father!

But he still didn't understand why the master was so mourned back then. Isn't it normal for life and death?

But now, when he saw that the master suffered and was about to leave him, the young man suddenly understood the feelings of the master when he learned that the sword master Xuanjun was bad.

Sadness, anxiety, resentment, mania...

It's like the heart is torn into countless pieces, and the pain is on the verge of collapse.

The young man stabilized his mind, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Master, those bastards from the Xuanming Divine Court suddenly came to kill last night, and they insisted on forcing you to say, who helped you occupy this small Mingdu back then, you said... ...Did they inquire about the news related to Lord Xuanjun Sword Master, but they were not sure whether it was true or not, so they suddenly killed them last night and forced you to tell what happened back then?"

The man was silent for a moment, then sighed, "What's the point of talking about this now? Mu'er, don't delay any longer, pick up that piece of cane, and I'll take you away."

The young man's face was full of grief, and he was very reluctant.

At this moment, a sigh sounded in this dark and bloody hall:

"Little Qingteng, it's me who's burdening you."

The boy froze all over, showing a vigilant look, stood up suddenly, and said sharply: "Who!?"

The man seemed to be struck by lightning, with a dazed expression, Xiao Qingteng... In this world, only Master Su would call himself that!

Could it be that……

The man trembled all over, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the entrance of the hall.

Seeing the light and shadow of the bronze lamp, a sturdy figure walked into this dark and messy hall.

This is an unfamiliar youth in a robe, with a handsome face and a calm demeanor.

The man was stunned, his excitement vanished, he lowered his head slumply, and laughed at himself, could it be that he was about to die, and that hallucinations inevitably appeared?

"Stop! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing that Su Yi walked towards the master, the young man couldn't help but scolded him sharply, ready to go.

Su Yi looked at the heroic spirit between the boy's brows, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and said, "This is your apprentice? Such a personality is very similar to yours back then."

In a word, the man couldn't help being stunned. He looked up at Su Yi again, and asked in doubt, "Who are you... who are you?"

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ps: 2 as usual~