Vol 2 Chapter 1790: Mountains of swords and seas of fire, 4 gods of death
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Hearing Xu Zimo so threatening, Ming's old face turned ashen.
He sits in the thirteen cities of the blood prison, and he can be regarded as a hegemon.
Unexpectedly, it was threatened by a human being.
You must know that this is the Nether Realm.
"Apart from the old man Jiujian back then, you are the most arrogant person I have ever seen," said Old Ming.
"Old Nine Swords?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"I've never heard of it, what kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp."
"You will know this name in the future," Elder Ming gave Xu Zimo a deep look.
Immediately explained: "You want to go to Yaochi, it is not impossible.
But this method is difficult, even if I tell you, what can you do? "
"If you don't tell me how I know, should I retreat," Xu Zimo joked.
"The Nether Realm is vast and boundless, and it is divided into the inner realm and the outer realm.
There is no teleportation formation in our outer domain.
But there are ways to connect to other domains in the inner domain," said Elder Ming.
"But you have to understand that the Inner Territory is a place where only the dead can enter.
The Thirteen Cities of Blood Prison are just a marginal area.
If you want to enter the inner domain, you have to go up the mountain and go down the sea of fire.
If you want to walk the Way of Ten Thousand Ghosts, there will eventually be four gods of death guarding the entrance. Do you think you can do it?
Even if you go in, the dead energy inside will invade your body, even if you are a strong Taoist, you won't be able to stay for too long.
And you feel like you're an opponent of the Necromancer.
A living person entering the inner domain will surely die. "
The Lord of the Undead is the ruler of the Nether Realm.
Just like the title of the blazing fire domain, the end of the thousand disasters in the ghosts and gods domain.
The undead master rules here.
Words follow the law, one word determines life and death.
It is said that even the Holy Ancestor is reluctant to step into this land.
The people of the Holy Court came here to preach the decree, and every time they were surrounded by death.
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"You show me the way, I'll go to the Inner Territory," Xu Zimo pointed to Elder Ming and said.
"I can't leave the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison without authorization, otherwise no one can afford to blame the inner realm," said Elder Ming.
"Don't say such a clumsy excuse," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
"One more thing, your blood prison thirteen cities is not easy.
It can bring people back to life, and I am a little interested in the secret of this. "
As soon as these words came out, Old Ming's face changed greatly.
He did not expect Xu Zimo to observe so carefully.
The big man before was also an idiot. After being killed by Xu Zimo, he actually used the power of resurrection.
"You don't have to lie to me. With your realm of Dao Fruit, I'm afraid your status is not low in the inner realm."
Xu Zimo said.
"To come here to manage a border city now, it would be strange if there were no ghosts."
"The matter here has nothing to do with you, you don't want to find your own way," Ming Lao was silent for a while, and finally said.
"If you move the things here, you will be hunted down by the entire Nether Realm."
"The more you say that, the more interested I am," Xu Zimo smiled.
He looked around the entire thirteen cities of the blood prison, and in his deep eyes, it seemed that he passed through the void and saw through everything here.
"The Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison are so cleverly arranged," he said in surprise.
With gossip and five acts as the mainstay, each of the thirteen directions suppresses a city, and they are all connected to each other.
This is repression.
There must be something unknown under the Thirteen Cities of Blood Prison.
Xu Zimo's eyes looked to the bottom.
I saw a viscous dark river flowing from the bottom, and I don't know where the end is.
Above the river, blocks of black diamond-shaped spar are stacked together.
It turned out to be a spar mine.
However, Xu Zimo had never seen what these crystal stones were.
It's just that there is a breath of death shrouded in it.
"Extremely vicious place?
To live to death," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
"The end of life is death, and the end of death is life.
This layout is wonderful! "
After some observation, Xu Zimo had some understanding in his heart.
I am afraid that the old man is sitting here, just to mine these spar.
And the spar is the key to the resurrection of these spiritual bodies in the Nether Realm.
Although the spar dominates the world, the power in it is amazing, but for Xu Zimo, that's it.
Seeing Lao Ming's nervous appearance, he shook his head and laughed.
"Lead the way, take me to the mountain of swords and the sea of fire, or I will definitely destroy this place."
"Why are you so stubborn to die?" Old Ming shook his head.
In the end, he compromised: "I can help you lead the way, but I'm only responsible for leading the way, and I don't care about other things."
"Don't worry, if someone blocks me on the way, I'll go all the way to the Inner Territory," Xu Zimo replied.
Old Ming stared, then waved his hand.
After giving instructions to several other prison masters, he left with Xu Zimo.
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"The Nether Realm is the realm of the dead, and the living beings step into it and suffer the erosion of death energy all the time.
It's just that you are stronger, so you don't feel it," said Elder Ming.
"If you want to enter the sea of knives and fire, you can't find it without special means."
When Old Ming said this, he took out a token in his hand.
There is an invisible force in this token that fluctuates.
Old Ming's hands quickly formed a seal, and a power of time and space spread out.
The entrance to this inner domain is not fixed.
It is hidden in time and space, and the coordinates are constantly jumping.
Only some specific people are eligible to open the entrance.
Not even a normal spirit body can be found.
Finally, Old Ming's token seemed to sense something, and he saw two blood-colored torrents burst out from his eyes.
At the end of the blood-colored torrent, a portal appeared.
"The mountain of swords and the sea of fire is inside, but there is something I want to tell you in advance," Ming Lao said.
"The guards of the sea of swords and fires, the sword demon and the fire god, the two of them are old enemies with me.
You were recommended by me, I'm afraid you will be embarrassed," Old Ming explained.
"I know you're used to being arrogant.
But if you want to use the teleportation array, don't kill these guards, so as not to intensify the conflict. "
Xu Zimo smiled.
He looked deep into the door.
"I only do what I need to do, and whoever stops me, kill!"
"Do you really think you can push the entire Nether Realm horizontally?" Old Ming asked.
"Why not?" Xu Zimo asked back.
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He shook his head and said, "You'd better talk less in a while, you go in with me."
With a wave of his hand, the token in his hand opened the door, and the two walked in the air.
With the fluctuation of space, the figures of the two appeared in another small world.
What caught my eye was the sword qi of Wugen that enveloped everything.
The mountain of knives is in front, and the sea of fire is behind.
Looking up, this is not a mountain, but an undulating, rocky plain.
On this plain, countless knives were stabbed across the ground.
Any kind of knife.
Some exude divine power, and some are immortal.
There is also the magic knife that evolves the sea of blood with thousands of visions.
There are even some residual knives, and its breath is even more terrifying.
Some knives are very old and weathered today.
