Chapter 268: Nine Nether Valley·Two statues of gods

Can one person destroy the nine strong people in the foundation-building stage?

Chu Yunhan's arrogance made Yang Fan and others sigh in secretly.

Where did he get his confidence?

"Have you entered the advanced level?" Yang Fan asked lightly.

If the other party enters the advanced level, he naturally has nothing to say.

"High level? Is it necessary to kill nine of you?" Chu Yunhan said with contempt, and did not even look at Yang Fan in front of him.

"Since you fellow Taoists can come to 'Jiuyou Square', you already have the ability to compete with us."

Zhuo Jing, among the three rookies, finally spoke.

His tone was very light, so light that people could ignore his existence.

His appearance is also extremely ordinary, so ordinary that it can be forgotten immediately after a glance.

Compared with Chu Yunhan's coldness and arrogance and Li Hongfei's free and easy manner, Zhuo Jing has an indescribable sense of stability and stability.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, please speak."

The Blood Demon I said slightly respectfully.

Even though he was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, he was somewhat nervous in front of the three rookies at the level of existence.

"Please look at the two huge statues in the center of the 'Jiuyou Square'. It should be the real hub and secret of the 'Jiuyou Hall'."

Zhuo Jing said in a gentle tone.

Yang Fan and others followed his hand and looked at the two huge statues in the center of Jiuyou Square.

As early as the first step into the square, they saw these two statues.

These two statues are black and red, each one is hundreds of feet tall, and are carved with two demon gods.

The demon god portrayed in the black statue has a purple-black crescent mark on his forehead. He stands proudly in the sky and earth with his hands on his back, and stomps with a rolling demonic energy like a black dragon under his feet.

This is a peerless demon with a cold and arrogant look, and a kind of arrogant power that looks down on the sky and the earth.

When touching the demon head portrayed in the black statue, Yang Fan's heartbeat accelerated slightly. Isn't this the statue of the Nine Nether Demon Lord that he saw in the Thousand Years Tomb Temple of the Ghost Corpse Mountain?

Nine Nether Demon Lord!

Yang Fan immediately recognized the identity of the black statue.

Another statue of the god is carved with a blood-robed demon. His pupils, hair, and cloak are all blood-red that penetrate deep into the bone marrow, which is shocking and very strange.

There is a blood day mark on the forehead of the blood-robed demon god. His eyes are all red, but the difference is:

There is a bloody eye on the right, gentle and peaceful, deep and distant, and contains infinite wisdom and mystery.

There is a bloody eye on the left, full of killing ambitions, and even madness and violence, making people feel trembling.

"What a weird man, he actually has two completely opposite temperaments at the same time. Is it because of his personality split?"

When Yang Fan touched the blood-robed demon god, his heart couldn't help but jump. That feeling is unforgettable for life.

At the same time, the blood moon mark on the forehead of the blood-robed demon god attracted Yang Fan's attention.

This blood day may have any connection with the strange blood day in the Nine Nether Secret Realm and the Nine Wheels Blood Moons in the space of the Nine Nether Palace.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, can we go in and take a look?"

Lebo suggested.

"Yes." Zhuo Jing said in a bad way.

So, a group of nine foundation-building monks walked towards two huge statues of gods.

"snort."

Chu Yunhan glanced at these foundation-building cultivators with a cold look on his face, as if he was a little disagreeing with Zhuo Jing's approach.

"My fellow Taoists have been here for a while. Have you not found any clues?"

Meng Xuan looked at one of the statues up close and asked curiously.

"Of course there are clues." Zhuo Jing smiled lightly: "The black statue depicts the 'Nine Nether Demon Lord' who looked down on the human world back then. There is a keyhole on his feet, but unfortunately we don't have the corresponding key to open. In addition, every time this black statue is timed, it will summon a bunch of puppets, and the number will increase. The blood-colored statue has no keyhole on its body. Every time his left eye flashes, it will summon a difficult vampire. Every time his right eye flashes, it will sprinkle a soft blood light, covering this blood light. The injury can be healed and even restored to its peak state."

"Keyhole?" Yang Fan looked surprised and stared at the feet of the Jiuyou Demon Lord statue. Sure enough, he found a keyhole.

"Nine Nether Valley Map, Key..."

Yang Fan showed a thoughtful look on his face. Could it be that the key he owned can be turned on?

However, in this case, he did not dare to try rashly.

Of course, the strangeness of these two statues also surprised Yang Fan.

At this moment, the left eye of the blood-colored statue flashed, and a sinister and bloody aura was born out of thin air in Jiuyou Square.

Huh huh huh huh ~~

A light red storm kept howling, and vampires roared and killed everyone, each of them extremely fierce and their strength was comparable to the level of concentration.

A few of the vampires are several feet tall, swallowing and vomiting blood mist, with fierce momentum, and their strength is even more comparable to those of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

With a flash of the left eye of the blood-colored statue, hundreds of vampires were summoned, with more than a dozen of them in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Dingding bang bang..."

The cultivators from the three major sects launched an attack in an orderly manner, each with a weak expression without any panic.

In contrast, the nine foundation-building cultivators, such as the fourth Blood Demon Old, were suddenly in a hurry when facing the sudden arrival of the vampire, and two of them were even slightly injured.

Yang Fan and Hu Fei stood together, and it was easy to fight. The lightning in Hu Fei's hand made a sound, killing the vampire was easy.

During the battle, Yang Fan also began to observe the two statues of gods. Apart from the keyhole, he did not see any other clues.

Under the joint attack of the monks, hundreds of vampires were quickly wiped out.

And at this moment, the statue of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, with a black flame flashed, and dozens of iron-armored puppets suddenly appeared.

"So many, there were still more than a dozen puppets before..."

Li Hongfei was a little surprised.

When dealing with the iron-armored puppet, the monks from the three major sects dispersed and flew into the air to launch a continuous attack on the iron-armored puppet.

Bang bang bang bang bang-

Once the iron-armored puppet is destroyed, the explosive power and poisonous gas generated will sweep several feet in a radius, and even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage cannot escape death at the center.

Therefore, during the battle, all monks paid attention to keeping a distance from the iron armored puppets.

Fortunately, the iron-armored puppet does not have the ability to fly, so the entire battle process is in danger.

About half an hour later, all the iron-armored puppets were destroyed, and the human monks did not lose, but many were injured.

"The number is increasing, and I don't know when it will be the end. Can't this 'Jiuyou Square' be opened without a key?"

Zhuo Jing murmured to himself.

Buzz ~

At this moment, the right eye of the blood-colored statue flashed, and a gentle and warm blood-colored light instantly enveloped the entire Jiuyou Hall.

In an instant, all the injuries suffered by the monks were healed instantly.

Yang Fan felt this gentle blood light and was a little surprised. The Fairy Hong Jue in his body even caused a slight commotion.

All monks recovered from injuries and returned to their best condition.

The nine foundation-building cultivators who had just entered were surprised and novel. The blood-colored statue was really weird.

The monks waited for a while, and the left eye of the blood-colored statue flashed again.

Huh huh huh huh ~~

There are one or two hundred vampires summoned this time, twice as many as before!!

The light red storm contains the spiritual power that shakes people's fighting spirit. When blowing past everyone, it brings a feeling of weakness.

"This fishy storm seems to be able to extract the essence, blood and vitality of the monk..."

Yang Fan practiced the Immortal Hong Jue and mastered the power of life, and was very sensitive to it.

One or two hundred vampires, this is beyond the limit that the monks can cope with.

During the battle, the spirit of the monks on the field was gradually lost, and casualties soon occurred.

The human monks finally panicked, especially the cultivators in the concentration stage left by the three major sects.

During the battle, Yang Fan observed the three rookies from the corner of his eyes.

Li Hongfei's figure was as erratic as a light swallow, his palm was as wild as the wind, free and easy as he could kill an ordinary vampire in seconds with every palm. Even if the blood-colored giant ghost approached him, he could not withstand his two or three attacks.

Chu Yunhan's demonic energy was scattered, and the black light flashed in his eyes. The Nine Nether demonic energy exploded with his fists again and again. The blood ghost immediately exploded and his soul was scattered, extremely miserable.

Zhuo Jing was as stable as Mount Tai, standing in place, waving his sleeves lightly, and a sense of righteousness surrounded him. When the blood ghost touched, it would burn automatically and turn into wisps of blue smoke.
To be continued...