"Hmph~ So what if your flame is the nemesis of my Yin Corpse Ghost Soldier? Your power is limited after all. In my endless Nine Nether Abyss, there are countless ghosts and ghosts. I want to see if you have the ability to cut it all!" The Nine Nethers's master smiled wildly, and just stomped his feet gently, and the endless black air surged from the abyss again.

Woo~ The tragic ghost crying in the gloomy wind became more and more scattered, and there were many gloomy faces in the huge tornado. "Hmph~ I'm so bad, I can't waste you!" The Lord of Nine Nethers shouted loudly, and the huge tornado suddenly turned into a fierce ghost with fangs and claws, descending from the sky to attack Xiao Yan.

"Old guy, if you play the consumption tactics this time, I will no longer be afraid of you, because you will soon know that your bullshit "Kiss of Death" is simply a vulnerable garbage method!" Xiao Yan smiled wildly, and his whole person instantly turned into a fiery red shadow, facing the huge ghost phantom that was overwhelming.

Wow~ A harsh air blew out, and an incredible fear slowly emerged on the huge ghost face, and then Xiao Yan's figure appeared again. He turned his head and glanced at the huge ghost that seemed to pass by him with contempt. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his proud head turned disdainfully to the direction where the Lord of Nine Nethers was, and his huge body seemed very majestic.

"Old guy, look at your puppet, is there any need to continue to exist?" Xiao Yan looked at the Lord of Nine Nethers with his eyes, and the latter had a gloomy face, and the thin old face covered with traces of time. Even through the thick black air, it could not cover up the fleeting shock and anger flashing in his dead fish-like eyes.

"What? Isn't it? Isn't it a surprise? In just less than a month, my strength has improved so much." Xiao Yan said with a smile on his face.

The Lord of Nine Nether snorted coldly, and the shadow of the evil ghost who was stranding in the air and was already moving suddenly dissipated. "Hmph~ I admit that you are indeed much more powerful than when you were in the Baji Holy City. However, this "Kiss of Death" is not my ultimate trick!" The bulge of each bone lump on the skinny and boned face of the Lord of Nine Nether was so obvious, and blood vessels were almost invisible on the cheeks on both sides, but on the bare forehead, there were blue veins bulging.

"Old guy, actually when I first fought with you, I was very curious about your true identity. I think you are neither human nor monster. Because human monks could not control so many ghosts with the source of death that they first peeked at. And if you are a monster, I can't smell any similar breath on you, so I'm very curious, what is your body?"

"Hmph~ I only have the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Tribulation, but it is the longest-lived existence among the cultivators in this small world. Many people of the same generation as me have sat and some have disappeared. It is logical that they cannot become earth immortals, and even demon cultivators will always have a maximum life span. But do you know how long I have lived?" The Lord of Nine Nethers glanced at Xiao Yan with his empty eyes, looked at Haotian again, and finally let out a long sigh in disappointment.

"Old guy, look at whether you are a human or a ghost, you may have lived for at least tens of thousands of years!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was only over 5,000 years old since he was born. Where can this old guy in front of him grow old?

"Hahaha, ten thousand years? It's ridiculous. I came to the Nine Nether Abyss 100,000 years ago. I was a person who was about to reach his limit, but I accidentally found this abyss and was inexplicably imprisoned by a mysterious force. At that time, I was also a dying person, so I simply gave up resisting and merged with this abyss.

The strange Yin wind shattered my flesh and blood body, causing my soul to leave my body. My soul hid in the soul, and countless unjust ghosts in the abyss wanted to swallow me. Fortunately, my soul realm was still there, and I had been hiding my breath at first and fled everywhere, but the Nascent Soul was still too fragile in the end. And the Yin wind and resentment in the abyss were the nemesis of the Nascent Soul, a cultivator. So my true energy and soul power were quickly consumed. Finally one day, I really didn't want to escape again.

In a desperate situation, a strange thought suddenly arose in my mind: these ghosts rush to devour me, but they just want to get my Nascent Soul and soul. If I devour these ghosts, can I also recover my strength?" Speaking of this, the Lord of Nine Nethers sighed again, and then a hint of helplessness appeared on his shriveled old face.

"At that time, I had no choice. Whether he was good or evil, I could save his life first. After having this idea, I couldn't wait to catch the first lonely ghost. The latter's soul strength was about the same as that of the cultivator in the Yuanshen realm. I originally planned to refine him with the fire of the Yuanshen before swallowing it, but strangely, my Yuanshen seemed to be very interested in this ghost. Before I could refine it after swallowing it, this guy directly merged into my soul.

I subconsciously checked the true energy in my soul and found that the few remaining true energy had recovered nearly 30% at once. It turned out that devouring these ghosts could restore their strength! After tasting the sweetness, I naturally couldn't stop and swallowed most of the ghosts in the abyss in one breath."

The Lord of Nine Netherworld's face became very strange. He shook his head slightly and continued to say. "No surprise, I was reborn and felt the abundant vitality in my body. Only when I reshaped my body, I realized that my appearance had become unhuman and no ghost anymore. Alas~ I couldn't accept this fact, so I immediately wanted to leave the abyss by the sword. I didn't want a terrifying suppression force that made me unable to fly out of the abyss. This trap lasted for ten thousand years!"

"What happened later? How did you get out of this abyss?" Haotian asked in confusion. "Later... ten thousand years passed, and I relied on the death energy in this abyss to improve my cultivation to the early stage of the tribulation. This time I came to fight this suppression again with confidence, but I didn't want to be directly sunk by this power again. Later, I don't know how long I came here, when I woke up, I lay quietly at the bottom of the abyss, and dozens of ghosts that were stronger than me at that time were surrounded by me. Seeing that I woke up, I knelt in front of me, calling me "master", haha~ Looking back now, I feel very strange!"

The Lord of Nine Nether smiled self-deprecatingly, and then his face darkened. "The figure of one of the ghosts quickly solidified, holding a bloody heart in his hand. Although the distance is not close, how sharp the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Tribulation Period is? I clearly felt that the heart with black blood on the surface was still beating weakly inside it."

"'Swallow it'! Although the ghost turned into a rash man called my master, he forced me to swallow the thing in an orderly tone. You may not believe it. Now there is only one heart in my body that is not an energy body." The Lord of Nine Nethers smiled gloomyly.
Chapter completed!