The seventeenth level of hell, stone mill hell.

There was silence in the wilderness, and there was nothingness in my eyes, but every few miles there was a small square, which was filled with huge millstones. The ghost's body was placed in the grinding eyes, grinding its body into flesh, and then reshaping it and grinding it repeatedly, as if refining medicine, but the scene looked really cruel.

Just on the northern border of the Stone Mill Hell, a pitch-black ancient castle was located there, with several black crows standing on the tiles, clamoring. There were five mansions wearing golden armor guarding around the castle, all riding horses and swords, looking at the sky with a pale face. There, there was a faint thunder, and sword lights shining on the wall of space. It was coming, and the kid was finally coming!

"what to do……"

A dark-faced man frowned and said, "It's such a coincidence. This kid actually came above the ancient palace so coincidentally. Once he was asked to invade the ancient palace, I'm afraid that we will not be able to bear it if the Ghost Emperor blames it."

Another mansion king had slowly drawn out his sword and said, "What else can I do? Go forward and fight to the death to block this kid. Never let him approach the ancient palace!"

"yes!"

Everyone drew their swords one after another. After the order of the Fujun, tens of thousands of ghost dragon leaders from afar also took off one after another, hovering in the air, like a group of vultures fighting for a piece of meat.

...

"Bang!"

The lightning flashed, and a long sword with brilliant star power pierced through the sky, and then broke out a black hole. The wall of the plane had been broken. The next moment, a handsome figure jumped in. Who would it be if it were Lin Muyu?

"Good guy..."

He saw tens of thousands of ghost dragon leaders at a glance, and immediately shocked Lin Muyu. The sensation of the 17th-level purgatory was much larger than that of the 16th-level. After all, there were only twelve ghost dragon leaders chasing him on the 16th-level , and all of them were solved.

"kill!"

A layer of golden light was covered with his eyes, and twelve law spirit beads roared out of his body. Lin Muyu swooped down without hesitation. The sword blade brought out a series of sharp sword energy and raging among the crowd. Although it was only a mere twenty-level wave of gods, the law spirit beads were full of the most exquisite divine power in the universe. How could these chaos cultivators who practiced in the ghost realm be opponents? In the blink of an eye, dozens of ghost dragon leaders had died.

"flood!"

The Star Sword turned into a flaming flame to cut open the crowd and landed directly on the earth. The target was just a coincidence that the ancient palace was the target.

"Damn it!"

The black-faced man shouted loudly, held his sword and soared into the sky. His divine power spiraled rapidly, instantly condensed into a huge black air shield across the sky and the earth. He was trying to protect the ancient palace with his cultivation.

"Bang!"

As the sword collided, flames burst out and flew everywhere. Countless ghost dragon leaders hurriedly retreated. They had realized that this war was a war between gods, and with their own strength, they could not intervene at all, and they were not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

“Wow…”

The black-faced man spit out blood, and Lin Muyu's blow was so powerful that it was beyond his tolerance.

In the air, the wind was flying. Lin Muyu held the long sword, his eyes were filled with ruthless golden light, and he said lightly: "Get out of the way, otherwise you will all die!"

The power in his body was surging. Since he learned that Qin Yin was sent to Youquan, he had entered a state of frenzy, madly overdrawing the power of the Supreme Divine Realm. His strength at this moment was more than twice as high as when he just entered the Ghost Realm, it was simply three times, five times increasing, so that no mansion could resist Lin Muyu's fierce attack in one round.

"Lin Muyu!"

The black-faced man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a long sword across the street: "The person you are looking for is not here. This is the ancient palace of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor. Qin Yin is looking for in Youquan. Why do you waste your time and energy on us here? Your enemy is Donglin Ghost Emperor. Do you understand?"

Lin Muyu's eyes turned to the ancient palace. What was there in this inconspicuous ancient castle? He couldn't help but sneer: "You protect this hall like this, who knows if Xiao Yin is locked up here, let me go!"

"presumptuous!"

The Black-faced Mansion Lord roared angrily: "Do you know where this is? This is the Ghost Realm, this is the residence of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor. How dare you, a scattered god in the lower realm, be so arrogant?!"

"For the last time, get out of here." Lin Muyu said coldly.

The black-faced mansion and the other four mansions looked extremely ugly. It was unlikely to block Lin Muyu at this time. If you don’t resist, I’m afraid no one can afford to blame the blame from the Vampire Emperor.

At this moment, a distant voice came from the air: "Forget it, just let him go in and take a look. If Qin Yin is not here, he should leave."

"Yes, His Majesty the Ghost Emperor!"

A group of ghost generals and ghost soldiers knelt down one after another, but they all knew that the Vampire Emperor was not here, it was just his voice transmission from the air.

...

"brush!"

Lin Muyu turned into a ray of light and rushed into the ancient hall, breaking through the top and entering. The holy light lingers around him. The next moment he is already in this hall. Lin Muyu was shocked, so many treasures!

The small space is full of all organs. Just placing weapons, there are more than a dozen rows of battle armor racks. Lin Muyu is an expert. You can see at a glance that these weapons are at least mysterious and above, and even a few holy ones. However, he is not a greedy person, so he naturally will not collect other people's treasures here. Moreover, this trip is just for Qin Yin, not for anything else.

So he ignored several holy weapons and his armor, but his eyes fell on a blood-red rope, which was a psychic rope. When Lin Muyu reached out to grab it, he could sense the power. Under the shelf where the rope was placed, there was a wooden sign with three simple words on it - the spirit-binding rope.

With a gentle wave of the spirit rope, the rope suddenly spiraled in the air ahead with spirituality, as if it was about to bind something. It was indeed a good baby, and it could still tie the opponent by itself. Lin Muyu was overjoyed. This was what he needed and put it directly into his arms.

The spirit-binding rope has exceeded the cognitive scope of the human world to forge weapons. If it is strictly divided, it should belong to magic weapons, not weapons.

At this time, Lin Muyu's eyes fell on a pitch-black bell next to the weapon stand. The wooden sign next to it said the word "Shock Bell". As the name suggests, this thing is specially used for dealing with ghosts. Good things are at least an excellent treasure in the ghost realm.

He grabbed the horror bell and put it in Qiankun bag.

Time could not be delayed, so I picked up my sword and broke out, rushed out from the other side of the ancient palace, raised my sword and blasted the surface of the earth. I continued to count the swords, and the entire plane was trembling.

...

Blood-crying Hall.

The Bloodshot Emperor watched Lin Muyu take away the spirit-binding rope, and the Frightened Bell was so angry that he trembled all over. These two magic weapons were one of the two most precious treasures in the ancient temple, and they were actually taken away by this kid. What's so great?

The Fujun on the side whispered: "Your Majesty, he has begun to drill through the plane wall of the seventeenth floor of hell, and the eighteenth floor will come soon. What should we do? Let him continue to do this? We have already died many ghost generals and ghost soldiers..."

The Blood-Crying Emperor's face was cold: "Where can you make him so good when you break into my territory and take my treasure? Immediately pass on my decree, turn the wheel of time, change the order in the wall of the plane, and send Lin Muyu directly into the Hungry Ghost Cave. The Seven Stars Demon Emperor will not let me touch him, but if Lin Muyu dies in the hands of the wild ghost, it will be no wonder I will."

"Hungry Ghost Cave?"

The Duke's body trembled, and a look of horror flashed across his face, and he said, "In the Hungry Ghost Cave... the ghost king who has been imprisoned for 30,000 years is here..."

"That's right, I just want to send him into the Hungry Ghost Cave and go and do it immediately."

"yes!"

...

The Wheel of Time, a roulette standing tall on the earth, turned gently under the push of a group of ghosts. The Fujun beside him saw it clearly and suddenly raised his hand and said, "Stop, it's here."

At the same time, a sword light suddenly flew across the air, but this time Lin Muyu did not appear in the 18th floor of purgatory, but the space was misaligned and was directly sent to the Hungry Ghost Cave!

"brush!"

After passing through the space, the surroundings suddenly turned from daytime to darkness, and the death aura became even more intense. There were ghosts and wolves crying and howling around them, and the air was very humid.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Muyu frowned, raised his palm, and a dragon crystal in the sky moved, illuminating everything around him. A very scary scene appeared. This was a huge abyss. There were clusters of vines entrenched on the stone walls around the abyss, and hungry ghosts were actually crawling between the vines. Some hungry ghosts had no heads, some had eyes, and some had mouths stitched together. None of them could see them anyway. When these hungry ghosts smelled the aura of a stranger, they immediately crawled in a whimper, while others flew up, which was very scary.

"Get out!"

No matter how brave Lin Muyu is, he is still a little cowardly. With a long sword in his hand, the sword energy of the Law of Light swept across, cutting dozens of hungry ghosts into a bunch of blood mist and exploded. The power of the ghost is ultimately incomparable to that of the gods.

Looking up, the dome was endless, and the only way to go is below.

He didn't know where Youquan was, so he could only take one step at a time. Since Youquan is the end of life, it should be in the deepest place, right? It's dark and dark here, and it may be very close to Youquan.

Thinking of this, Lin Muyu gritted his teeth and rushed down, keeping his body stretching. The supreme divine power turned into flames to form a qi to burn the hungry ghosts that were striking, and they were like a ball of fire and rushed towards the bottom of the hungry ghost cave.

...

Heavenly realm, illusion Tianchi.

Seeing the scene of Lin Muyu breaking into the Hungry Ghost Cave reflected in the pool water, the Seven Stars Demon Emperor couldn't help but sneer: "Does this bastard of the Bloodshot God Emperor want to use the Hungry Ghost to get rid of Ah Yu? He is too underestimating me, my brother."

Sun Feng said: "Demon Emperor, don't you really go to the Ghost Realm? I just think that as long as the Donglin Ghost Emperor, the Five Ghost Emperor and the Blood-Crying Ghost Emperor can easily kill Lin Muyu with their abilities, is it inappropriate to do this?"

"No."

The Seven Stars Demon Emperor shook his head: "The gods of heaven are not allowed to enter the ghost realm without authorization. Don't try it easily. I don't want to attract the pursuit of the gods outside the heavens."

"What should I do now?"

"Don't worry, I have other ways." A smile appeared on the corner of the Qi Yao Demon Emperor's mouth, and he said, "Is Zi Yao back?"
Chapter completed!