He Jie's eyes turned to the five beams of light, "Guys, where are you going? Others can invest in this life for us. If we don't go, it will be in vain."
Feng Qingjue said, "This is the inheritance of the ancient gods. Opportunities are lost rather than gained. It would be a pity if we only go to one place."
Zhan Xuexuan said, "You also said that this is the inheritance of ancient gods. It is not clear what dangers there are in these five directions. If they are scattered, it may be a problem to get out of the Nine Nether."
He Jie listened to their quarrel and just smiled, then turned to Zhao Ning and said, "Boss Shen, wherever you want to go, I will follow you."
Zhao Ning only glanced at him. The expression on his face seemed to say, "Boss Shen, if you live to the last page of the storybook, you will definitely make the right choice. There is nothing wrong with following you."
"central."
He Jie was stunned, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.
At this time, Xiang Hongxuan reminded, "Do you want to go to the Central Hall to pay homage to the Central Heavenly Emperor, Empress Tu? I advise you not to go. The Houtu Palace should not be in the Nine Nether Central Hell."
Of course Zhao Ning knew that she had entered the ancient hall of Houtu Empress in the Yangshen Realm, just to be separated from them temporarily.
I just didn't expect Xiang Hongxuan to know about this, "How did you know?"
Xiang Hongxuan said, "This is the news that He Jie heard in Tianyang Immortal Sect. It is said that the head of the Ye family, Ye Feng, once found the Houtu Hall in a secret realm."
He glanced at He Jie, who smiled and nodded.
"Then you choose first." Zhao Ning said calmly.
Everyone thought about it for a while.
Finally, Xiang Hongxuan made it clear that he was going to the Nine Nether Oriental Hell and did not care whether he went alone or not.
The other people looked at each other, He Jie followed directly behind Xiang Hongxuan, and Zhan Xuexuan and the other three also went in with the idea of taking a trip from each side.
Zhao Ning and Ting Lan followed suit, but did not step into the teleportation formation to the Eastern Hell at the end.
The two of them suddenly raised their heads, their eyes fixed on the aura surrounding the statue, which was a little bit of Po Meng's consciousness.
The ghost in the statue seemed to realize something and began to shake and struggle.
Zhao Ning had already flown up and disappeared in an instant. He reappeared directly in front of the statue of Po Meng. The Chamoon Sword spun out. Zhao Ning's face was cold, but he saw the Chamoon Sword surrounded by silver light and a moon shadow waving. Ning appeared from behind and stabbed directly into the body of Po Meng's statue.
"you!"
The ghost finally broke free from the confinement of silence.
But it was too late to make a complete sound.
The brilliance of the moon shadow flashed, and Zhao Ning's body split into seven, and the seven residual shadows used Yunshen's seven-fold sword technique at the same time. The brilliance gathered into a cloud, and endless power gathered in the cloud. With a sword strike, the statue broke free His fist was shattered.
But this offensive did not stop, it spread all the way around the statue, and then, the entire statue was exploded.
Among the smoke and dust, Zhao Ning caught the aura and threw it towards Ting Lan.
Ting Lan suppressed him with his seal and imprisoned him beside him.
The smoke and dust gradually fell, and Zhao Ning also slowly landed, not caring about the chaos at the end of the battle. She walked towards Ting Lan, and the two of them said nothing.
Only looking at each other, Zhao Ning nodded slightly towards her, indicating her to try.
Although Ting Lan did not answer, he had already picked up the Dafa in his hand. It was a complicated and extremely fast Dafa. Even Zhao Ning could barely keep up with the magic technique.
Until the end, Ting Lan suddenly had a flash of light between her brows, and gradually, a piece of her heart's blood was forcibly ripped out of her body.
Only then did Zhao Ning understand that the key to Ting Lan's concealment was the blood in his heart, and he could sense the direction of Jiuzhou with the help of his blood.
Her consciousness was completely focused on her heart's blood, and the hand holding the spell trembled slightly. She didn't know how long it had passed, but Ting Lan tilted her head slightly and frowned tightly.
It seems that we have reached a critical moment.
But the next moment, Ting Lan spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
Before she hit the wall of the hall, Zhao Ning caught up with her, grabbed Ting Lan's arm, and took away the power of her flying backwards.
Zhao Ning and Ting Lan fell to the ground.
After Tinglan took a few quick breaths and calmed down a little, Zhao Ning asked, "What happened?"
Ting Lan said, "I don't know, I can sense the force of attraction somewhere, but when I felt with all my heart which direction it was, suddenly there was a force that blocked my perception. Fortunately, I was able to pull away enough. Hurry, otherwise my consciousness will be detained there and completely destroyed."
Zhao Ning's brows moved slightly. To a certain extent, this was actually good news. It showed that there was indeed a road to Jiuzhou in the Nine Nethers.
Just why it was blocked.
"Is it the power of other intruders from Jiuyou, or is Meng Po's divine mind not enough to support Dafa?"
Ting Lan calculated slightly and said, "Both."
As soon as these words came out, the two of them looked at each other. It seemed that there was someone else besides them in Jiuyou.
The uneasy premonition became more and more obvious.
Chapter 263
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhao Ning and Ting Lan were a few steps behind, and Zhan Xuexuan asked on behalf of the others.
Zhao Ning said vaguely, "The ghost broke free from the restraints and rushed out."
Feng Qingjue frowned, "That thing was able to hide in Jiuyou Mengpo Hall for so long, it must have some tricks. Fortunately, we were alert this time, otherwise we would really suffer its consequences."
Zhao Ning responded lightly and turned to look around. Here was a square cloud platform. Three of the four sky-reaching pillars were destroyed, and one was broken in half and half rested on the pillar body.
The light of the teleportation array under the feet had just dimmed. A cloud bridge in front led to the depths of the void, and the black energy of the Nine Nethers was wandering, blocking most of the sight.
"Go deeper?"
"Go, you've come this far, is it possible to turn back?"
Feng Qingjue took the lead and stepped directly onto the Cloud Bridge. Everyone followed him. Looking from the Cloud Bridge to both sides, there were building fragments scattered and suspended in mid-air everywhere.
Some of them can still vaguely see the original appearance of the palace, while some only have ruins left.
The entire space was extremely quiet, even their footsteps were so faint that they seemed silent.
Until someone couldn't hold back and made a sound.
Zhan Xuexuan said, "Didn't we say that after the collapse of Jiuyou, there were demons and monsters everywhere that came out of the underworld? How come we didn't even see any ghosts after we walked all this way?"
This cloud bridge reminded Zhao Ning of the overpass in front of the ancient palace. There were choking souls wandering in the darkness so there were no evil spirits. Now, are there any ancient creatures hiding in the dark and peeping?
But this idea was quickly rejected, and they saw a huge dragon corpse.
Half of the body of the dragon corpse was hanging on the cloud bridge, and the other half was hanging on the platform across the void. It was completely lifeless.
Everyone immediately silenced their voices and swept their spiritual consciousness across the surroundings. After confirming that no one noticed anything unusual, they approached the dragon corpse.
"It's Qinglong."
Li Jing looked extremely ugly.
Qinglong is an ancient dragon clan, and the divine dragon in its clan is the mount of the ancient god Qing Emperor, who is born with the power of the gods.
The green dragon in front of me...
Xiang Hongxuan stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light shone on the blood spattered on the Yunqiao. The blood was completely black without being wrapped.
Looking again, the green dragon also turned into a corpse, losing the connection with its body, and the bones fell into the endless abyss below.
There was no sound for a long time after falling. The abyss really had no bottom.
"Even if this green dragon is originally a corpse, its last trace of spirit may have only dissipated not long ago." Zhao Ning said.
"There are no new traces on the corpse." Xiang Hongxuan said, "The spirit must have been wiped out with one blow."
Li Jing clenched his sword tightly, "The weakest of the Qinglong clan is at the Nascent Soul realm. Kill with one blow. Do you have such ability?"
It's obviously impossible. Together they can't completely kill a ghost that uses Meng Po's evil shadow, let alone a real ancient spirit.
Xiang Hongxuan stood up and frowned deeply, "Master Yuanshen?"
"Impossible." Zhan Xuexuan said, "Venerable Haochu specifically explained that there have been important matters in the Heavenly Palace in the past few hundred years, and all the sages in the Heavenly Palace have been prepared and will not leave the Heavenly Palace, so they sent us to the newly discovered entrance of Jiuyou. Check it out."
"Then are there other souls in Jiuzhou?" Feng Qingjue asked.
Zhao Ning paused, raised his eyes slightly, and looked past the crowd towards the looming hall in the darkness.
Could it be...she...
"Fairy Zhao Ning, what are you looking at?" Zhan Xuexuan asked, "But I noticed something moving in the Eastern Hall."
Zhao Ning remained calm on her face and shook her head, "There is no movement. I suspect that...the Lord Yuanshen...has left."
Everyone looked at each other, Xiang Hongxuan suddenly gritted his teeth, said nothing, and went straight to the end of Yunqiao.
"Hey, Boss Xiang!" He Jie shouted, but Xiang Hongxuan didn't pause at all, and He Jie followed closely.
Being left behind for a moment now heralded a greater danger, so everyone followed without hesitation.
Zhao Ning and Ting Lan were still behind.
Ting Lan looked at Zhao Ning with questioning eyes, as if to say, "Does Master Shen know who it is?"
They were following a few people, and they happened to turn from the Cloud Bridge to the Cloud Terrace. Looking down from the high Cloud Terrace, they saw the corpses of ghosts all over the ground, as well as the mutilations of some Nine Nether Demonic Spirits.
There had been a great war here, and Zhao Ning's guess was not wrong. This Master Yuanshen was very interested in the Eastern Heavenly Emperor's orthodoxy.
This made Zhao Ning feel a little anxious.
Several other people walked to the square below the stage, looking at the body while preparing to go into the main hall.
Zhao Ning suddenly turned around and heard Lan startled behind him, "What is Master Shen going to do?"
"I know that there is still a remnant soul of Yuan Shen active in Jiuzhou." Zhao Ning only said one sentence before flying back. Ting Lan followed Zhao Ning closely, and Ting Zhao Ning said, "He must have taken away the Eastern Hall. Everything inside, I don’t know what his purpose is. However, we need to move faster.”
Ting Lan was very smart. She heard the anxiety in Zhao Ning's mouth, and she faintly realized something in her heart, and her face became ugly.
The rest of the people were probably shocked by the corpse in Dongfang Hall, and for a moment they didn't notice Zhao Ning and Ting Lan suddenly turning around.
It was still the original cloud platform. Zhao Ning made a secret with both hands, and the seal was inserted into the teleportation formation. The aura faintly swayed, and then the light pillar rose into the sky.
Until this moment, the burst of the light beam finally woke up the other five people, and they looked back from the entrance of the Eastern Hall.
Li Jing said, "Why did the teleportation light beam light up again? Who teleported in again?"
