Chapter 105
Ni Hua shook her head. When she was walking along the spot marked by Xi Yan, within two steps, a roadblock suddenly appeared in front of her.
In other words, the person blocking the neon light is not a human being at all, but a ghost. Yin ghosts cannot be killed, they can only be gathered and dispersed with light. "They" like Yin, and they kill without blood or injury. It only takes a breath of effort for Yin ghosts to reunite their souls, and once they attack them, they will attract their accomplices.
Ni Hua escaped in embarrassment under the eyes of Yin Gui. Holding the glass lamp, she rolled directly down the long steps of the underground palace, and was separated from the demon general who followed her.
Lefting the sight of the Yin soldiers, she walked alone into the abyss. Looking at the vague ghosts behind her, she couldn't help but think of the soul-calling flags that were as famous as the Yin ghosts.
As Nihua walked, she was thinking about who the one she saw fighting was. She carefully gave birth to a painting spirit and went to the entrance of the underground palace to store a little bit of evil energy.
Relying on memory, Nihua walked in the direction of the altar. In fact, there was no need for directions. After being designated as a sacrifice, the altar had a natural attraction for her.
Not long after, she discovered a long river. Before she could figure out how to cross the river, suddenly, a gust of wind blew, as if a force pushed her behind. She swayed straight forward. Suddenly fell into the river.
Bodies are buried everywhere under the river.
It is said that hundreds of years ago, wizards brought harm to the country and were expelled from the world of immortality. After they came to the Demon Cult, they were reused, and the Witch Clan began to carry out sacrifices. Later, the Demon World lacked spiritual power and the ability of the Witch Clan declined. , was destroyed by the demons, but after the death of the Wu clan, they left behind the legend of immortality. Every lunar month, ghosts come to the world.
She was so immortal that she fell into the ghost's lair.
I hope it didn’t kill one or two ghosts when it came down.
Cracking, hearing a strange sound not far away, she turned around and saw bones suddenly crawling up from the bottom of the river, and the wind blew past the empty body of the Yin soldiers and ghost generals.
After cutting it several times, Nihua saw that her Qingfeng Sword suddenly became bulky. She saw the blade that Yin Gui had avoided and started to use the talisman.
Caught off guard, the glass lamp hooked onto Yin Gui's head. She sideways escaped Yin Gui's attack, but hugged a Yin Gui back to back. For a moment, Nihua's face turned even darker than that of Yin Gui. white.
Nihua's face was gloomy, and she cut off the Yin Gui's head that was hooked on the glass cup with a ruthless and neat move. In an instant, she saw Yin Gui's whole body collapse suddenly, and the head rolled several meters.
There was an indescribable dullness in the air, and she gradually became a little tired. She glanced at the endless river and looked back at the gust of wind. It was impossible for her to continue killing like this. There was always a way to get past the altar.
Remembering her attributes as a sacrifice, Nihua ignored the ghost grabbing her ankle and drew a barrier for herself. Suddenly, she opened her arms, and she recalled the command of the priest in black standing on the altar in her previous life to offer sacrifices. Her eyes were closed, her face was calm, as if she was isolated from the world.
Ni Hua imitated the high priest's demeanor and language. Her voice was low and powerful, echoing in the underground palace: "Six transformations of gods, ghosts and gods listen to my orders!"
Following As the last syllable of the spell fell, the surrounding air began to twist, the demonic energy became thicker, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire space.
Seeing that there was something going on, Ni Hua reproduced the whole process of the priest. Suddenly, the demonic energy in the underground palace shook the sky, and an indescribable force gathered from all directions. It's just that something happened during the gathering process, and all of a sudden the demonic energy dissipated.
Ni Hua tried it several times but it only blew a few gusts of wind and had no other effect. Nihua frowned, she didn't know what went wrong.
She looked at the other side of the river from afar. After walking through this long river, it should be an altar. Seeing that this method didn't work, she had to think of other ways to get ashore.
On the other hand, when Nihua was struggling to death in this ghost's lair, the people who were fighting on the other side looked at the suddenly stagnant demonic energy, and stared at the blur with the power of the netherworld gradually appearing in the void. shadows with different eyes.
Situ Qianxun, who had wrapped herself tightly, watched the fight on the shore. She stared at her soul-calling flag, but her heart was unusually calm.
The succubi who used to be under the corpse ogre were also good at creating illusions. After the corpse ogre died, she was the first to know that this place had undergone changes. When she came to investigate, she happened to meet an unknown person. Today, her eyes hidden in the underground palace saw the melee in the underground palace, and the succubus chose this moment to take action, precisely to take advantage of this chaos and fish in troubled waters.
Just as they were all attracted by this sudden change, the succubus ordered several of her younger brothers and accomplices to hold them back. She left quietly, her target being the legendary secret room deep in the underground palace. .
The succubus' steps are light and leave almost no trace. She is very familiar with this place, and every step is carefully calculated to avoid possible traps and surveillance.
Under the secret control of Situ Qianxun, the summoned ghosts and gods began to act according to her will. They either interfered with the battles of other forces, or directly attacked hostile targets, changing the originally complicated battle situation. It becomes even more confusing. Situ Qianxun, on the other hand, was like a chess player, taking every step of the chess game and making clever arrangements.
Every movement of the succubus showed calmness and confidence, but she was happy too early. The next second, she was captured directly.
"Come for revenge?" It was obvious that the succubus was recognized.
The succubus naturally knew that her boss's death was unusual, but the devil world has always been about the jungle, so she never thought about revenge. Hearing this, the succubus had a flattering smile on his face, "You fight for what you have, I only take what I need."
"You are talking about the legend of immortality." Chen Yuan looked in front of him The succubus stood and retreated, and sneered, "How much do you know?"
The succubus stared at the young man in front of her, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of the succubus's lips.
The unusual ghostly aura rising from the underground palace, and the first batch of ghost soldiers and ghost generals who gained spiritual power and came back from the dead, are enough to prove that the legend of immortality left by the Wu clan back then is indeed true.
As for the unusual movements in the underground palace, it is impossible for all parties in the demon world not to have any ideas.
In the winding passages of the underground palace, several ghost generals lurking in Yinbing accidentally saw their colleagues. The devil general who had been responsible for monitoring Ni Hua twitched his lips, how dare he love so many of them. Came to the same place.
In the end, Situ Qianxun watched coldly as her subordinates cleared away the miscellaneous soldiers who had formed a group to explore the Corpse-eating Demon's Underground Palace. She stood in front of the ancient and mysterious door and looked back. Road, I couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in my heart.
She has been waiting for too long. She has been waiting for more than ten years since the demon lord went through the tribulation during the Mahayana period and lost the news.
... After struggling for too long, Nihua's spiritual power was exhausted, and she dropped the glass cup in her hand.
Ni Hua stared blankly at the mottled golden light on the river. She suddenly had the illusion that she was on the other side of the river.
She watched uncontrollably as she unconsciously approached the familiar yet unfamiliar other shore. The breeze was gentle and cool.
Just as Nihua stared at the river, trying to look through the mist to the other side, two figures gradually became clear in front of her eyes - she saw Xi Yan, and Linjiang Immortal Ximo, they were facing each other. Standing quietly on the other side of the river, his clothes fluttering, as if he does not belong to this world. Nihua blinked, wondering if this was all just an illusion.
Memories came flooding in, dragging Nihua into the dreams of the past. In that dream, Nihua was also standing by the river, but the difference was that the surroundings were empty and boundless, with only her lonely figure. Nihua was horrified to see her image slowly sinking to the bottom of the river, being swallowed bit by bit by the long river.
After a trance, at that moment, time seemed to stand still, and a voice sounded deep in my heart: "Is this a dream? Or another reality?"
The dream flipped again, and Nihua suddenly returned to the river bank, but This time, she was suppressed with force and pulled out of the river. At that moment, she gasped for breath and felt the rhythm of life.
When I raised my eyes, the familiar face of the senior brother came into view. There was both surprise and concern in the senior brother's eyes.
"You finally woke up." Nihua shook her head and looked at the person in front of her quietly. The person's voice was a bit cold, penetrating her chaotic thoughts.
Ni Hua stared blankly at the person in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart, it was not his senior brother.
Ni Hua gradually calmed down and smiled. "Chen Yuan, it's you."
There is good news and bad news in front of me. The good news is that she was rescued, and the bad news is that she was arrested.
Ni Hua looked at the communication jade that had been handed over, watched them unlock the communication jade, looked at the empty space above, and then turned back to look at her. Nihua looked at them speechlessly. She came to the underground palace sneakily. Could it be possible that she would leave such an obvious clue?
Chen Yuan looked at Nihua with a half-smile. He personally stepped forward and destroyed her communication jade directly. Seeing her lowering her head with a pitiful look, he looked at her A ring on the wrist said in a low voice. "I've already let you go once."
Yes, they no longer owe each other anything.
Ni Hua looked at Chen Yuan touching her chin as if affectionately. Unfortunately, there was nothing romantic about it. She rolled around in the water and the soil, and finally fought with a ghost for a long time. Of course, Chen Yuan touched her chin. There was blood on his hands.
Chen Yuan seemed to look at her with disgust, and then stopped looking.
Ni Hua twitched the corners of her mouth. When she was restrained by the five-flowered belt, she was blindfolded and pressed through long roads one after another. She didn’t know how long she walked, and she came to a place. The empty land.
When Ni Hua saw Tian Guang again, she saw Xi Yan, whom she had been looking for for a long time. Compared with Ni Hua's embarrassment, Xi Yan looked particularly decent. Xi Yan stood beside Situ Qianxun. Next to him, he was wearing a standard black robe.
Ni Hua was listening to what Xi Yan was saying with the female devil Situ Qianxun who was standing above the altar.
When Xi Yan was a few steps away from them, Xi Yan received prying eyes. He stopped, folded his hands gently on his chest, and turned to look at Ni Hua.
Ni Hua looked directly at Xi Yan. Ni Hua tried to find the answer in his eyes, but only caught a deep undercurrent. Xi Yan turned slightly sideways, his eyes lingering between her and Situ, his fingers caressing the cuffs unconsciously.
Everything looks like a trap. It is obvious that they want to lure Nihua, an important sacrifice, here.
Ni Hua rubbed his painful wrist and exhaled. Speaking of which, when we first discussed it together, Xi Yan also asked for this time. It seems that Xi Yan had already anticipated today's outcome. They were worried about how to kidnap her, but she wanted to come to the underground palace to find out what was going on, so Xi Yan pushed her along and led her down a wrong route, and she was caught in a trap.
Isn’t this just delivering food from thousands of miles away?
Seeing Xi Yan standing with them, discussing with them how to deal with herself, Ni Hua closed her eyes, feeling calm in her heart. She believed that this was just a temporary measure.
But there is still a rivalry scene, so when he opened his eyes again, Nihua looked at Xi Yan with unpredictable eyes, an angry expression as if he found out that he was being plotted. After showing his anger, Nihua's face There was another look of pain and disappointment on his face.
Perhaps the expression on Nihua's face was too rich, which attracted the attention of the succubus who was also imprisoned, and the succubus looked at her again and again.
Nihua's eyelashes trembled slightly, forget it, she doesn't have a good reputation in the demon world anyway.
Soon, they imprisoned Nihua and several others. Nihua watched the succubus and several big demons getting together with a few miserable faces, and listened to them I muttered not knowing what to say, so I listened patiently for a while.
Not two days later, some strange ceremony was held outside, and ghostly sounds could be heard every night. Night fell quietly, and a layer of mist steamed up from the surrounding altars, shrouding the underground palace in haze.
Nihua was pressed directly onto the altar, and the ones placed on the altar were fixed in a fixed position.
On the first day, everyone on the altar was drained of a little blood, and the blood aroused the dark soldiers and ghost generals in the sky. Nihua looked at the demons dancing wildly, his eyes dull.
Then she watched the people around her start to become less awake. At this moment, she silently touched the coolness in her palm. She held the warm jade pendant tightly and gently rubbed it with her fingertips. Its texture.
In this tense atmosphere, Ni Hua noticed an imperceptible dark glint in Situ Qianxun's eyes. This subtle change made Nihua realize that maybe not everything was under control. An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the plan in her heart gradually became clear,
Unfortunately, her sacrifice was a fake. Ni Hua rubbed the jade on her hand. Although she didn't know how the jade got into her hands, no one had made plans with her so far, so she would just wait and see what happens.
One of the four great spiritual weapons is missing, so it is impossible for them to start offering sacrifices to heaven at this time.
But Xi Yan had his reasons for daring to do this. After all, Xi Yan really succeeded in this formation in his previous life.