Following the patrolling corpse soldiers, the people kept marching in the **** mist.

Scarlet and foggy, cold and humid.

After walking for a while, everyone just felt that the clothes on their bodies seemed to be wet by the rain, sticking to them, and the cold chill was thrown into the bone marrow.

Fortunately, everyone is successful in their internal work. However, the wetness of the body is always endless.

After walking for about an hour or so, a deep canyon appeared in front.

Then the light of the "blue light in front of the Buddha", everyone saw that it was a deep valley that traversed the north and south, the endless red mist was tumbling, and the blood was as red as blood.

The gorge, which is dozens of feet wide, can only blur the slightly protruding rocks. The rock seemed to have been soaked in blood, revealing a dark bloodshade.

"According to the legend of Hanhai, you can reach the Temple of the Nether God through this valley."

Gu Changqing pointed at the canyon and explained in a low voice.

"Huh ... finally here."

Staying in this **** mist, all sticky and cold, everyone felt it was a torture.

Carefully stepped into the canyon, and moved forward for a while, the front suddenly opened up, and a vast plain appeared.

Vaguely, you can see the shadows of countless buildings on this plain.

The blood mist was thicker, and the cold air was more violent.

"there...."

Suddenly, Gu Changqing stepped in a footstep and pointed forward in shock.

In the direction directed by Gu Changqing, everyone saw ... On the ground in front, there were densely packed corpses.

Endless, thousands.

Under the light of the "blue light in front of the Buddha", in front of me ... a body.

A corpse of blood and sea, like Jiuyou hell.

"Here ... how many people have died?"

Seeing such a scene, even with the insights of the reincarnation, even with the hearts and minds of everyone, I felt that my scalp was numb and horrified.

"This should be the Raksha people of the Bomi country that died."

Seeing these dead bodies, Gu Changqing quickly thought of their origins, "In the legend, there was a **** of darkness coming here. Overnight, the whole Bomi country was killed. Bomi also turned into a dead place."

"The coming of the **** of darkness ... I'm afraid this thing can't be separated from Jiuyou Hell."

Qi Zhengyan possesses the inheritance of the demon master, and naturally knows the things of Jiuyou very well. He saw at a glance that this was clearly the power of "Huang Quan".

"Huang Quan" is also an ancient demon. He is the embodiment of death. It's just ... Isn't Huang Quan dead? Even the true body has become a river of nine quiet yellow springs. Why can it still destroy Bomi?

Although Qi Zhengyan knew this, it was not easy to tell everyone. After all ... the heritage of the Lord is not a good thing.

In today's world, the nine evil deities are almost all inherited from the Nine Secret Realms. Once Qi Zhengyan revealed the identity of the demon master, there was no place in this world.

The righteous figure naturally strangles the rise of a "magic emperor". Evil characters ... they want to kill the heir to the heir and rob the heir to the heir.

"Isn't Huang Quan, you will know at first try."

His face remained calm, Qi Zhengyan flicked his fingers lightly, a bit of a cold breath, instantly melted into the **** fog, diffused silently.

"Roar...."

A fierce roar swept away like a tide, breaking the cold silence.

The countless corpses lying down on the plain lived in an instant.

A dry corpse rolled up from the ground, opened his eyes, and was blank, with a shout in his dry throat.

"who am I...."

"who am I...."

"who am I!"

Thousands of corpses roared, their voices were shaking, and they were shaking.

"this is?"

The crowd was taken aback by this situation, and they drew out their swords and waited.

Surprisingly, after these corpses shouted "Who am I?", Another one fell to the ground, and there was no sound.

"What kind of name is this?"

Everyone looked at each other, only to feel weird.

"In the legend, there is a big demon named Jiuyou in the Nine You Demon Realm. Huang Quanshui, Meng Po Tang, washed out the memories of his lifetime. From the situation of these dead bodies, they ... like they were eroded by Huang Quanshui. "

Qi Zhengyan seemed to think, giving a "guess".

"Huang Quanshui? Meng Po Tang?"

Xiao Meng was shocked. He is no stranger to Meng Po Tang. Before crossing, I have heard many myths of Meng Po Tang.

"That makes sense!"

Gu Changqing nodded. "The so-called" Goddess of Compassion "is likely to be 'Huangquan'. The water of Huangquan eroded the entire Bomi country overnight and reduced it to death. This makes sense."

"What does this have to do with the mystery of Zhenwu's life and death?"

One is Zhenwu Emperor, and the other is Jiuyou Demon. What is the relationship between the two?

"My Zhenwu faction has a record. The Emperor Zhenwu once suppressed many Jiuyou demons, and among them there was 'Huangquan.'"

Zhang Yuanshan answered.

"That's it! Presumably this is the place where Emperor Zhenwu suppresses‘ Huangquan ’. But I do n’t know why, so that the power of‘ Huangquan ’was lifted from the seal and eroded Bomi.”

Gu Changqing glanced around, his face was very dignified, "If it is 'Huangquan', even if there is only a trace of power exposed, we must be careful. This kind of magic power is not what we can imagine."

"It should only be the residual power of Huang Quan. Otherwise, with the power of Huang Quan, we can't all get here."

Qi Zhengyan explained. As the heir to the Lord, he naturally knew that this power of Huangquan had long been left with only a little bit of remnant left.

"The temple is ahead. In any case, we must be in the temple to complete the task. Be careful, everyone."

As a reminder, Gu Changqing continued to lead the way, leading everyone to go deeper.

Although there is a sea of ??blood around the body, there is no danger. After walking for half an hour, the crowd came to a hill in the middle of the plain.

On this hill, there is a majestic and magnificent temple.

Hanyue and Beidou's brilliance complement each other, shining on the temple together, let the entire temple emit a bright and cold light.

In this **** fog, a feeling of sacred pure land has even developed.

"This is the Temple of the Nether God. The answer we are looking for is here."

Going to the front of the temple, Gu Changqing pulled out his sword and gestured to the crowd, "I'm going to open the door, pay attention to your alert."

Walked carefully to the door of the temple, reached out and pushed, the door of the temple was unimpeded, and opened with your hand.

"It's so easy?"

Gu Changqing frowned slightly and stepped into the hall.

The temple was bright and pure, pure and sacred. As if ... it's a shrine.

"It doesn't look like the Temple of the Nether God!"

Everyone followed Gu Changqing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and stepped into the temple together. Seeing this pure and sacred scene in front of me is totally different from the horrifying horror in the impression of everyone.

"Dang!"

Suddenly, the door behind the temple closed suddenly, and a gust of wind blew up.

"How many years? How many years? Finally wait!"

"What a living body!"

"Your body is mine!"

The icy cold roared, and a dark and icy figure manifested in the hall, covering the air as if to collapse the world.

"Dharma! Dharma!"

Jiang Yanwei exclaimed, her face pale.

How could you meet a French tall man?

The hearts of everyone were cold and desperate.