The Yellow Springs Stream is dark and deep, and the fog is surging, as if it is the entrance to the Netherworld Hell.

Since the emergence of one after another, this dark rift valley that lasted tens of thousands of miles has continued to gush with dark mist.

These dark and fogs, with strong death and aura of darkness, make all people in contact feel cold not only in their body, but also in their souls feel frozen.

This surging dark mist makes the Huangquan River, known as the "No. 1 Jedi of the Yellow Springs", look even more mysterious and dangerous.

However, no matter how dangerous the Huangquan River is, it cannot withstand the greed in people's hearts.

Since many strong people speculated that the eighteenth level of ancient hell might be hidden deep in the Yellow Springs, countless strong people have arrived here.

At this moment, the deserted Yellow Springs had already gathered around thousands of strong men, and more people were coming later, making this once quiet Jedi now particularly lively and bustling.

Many strong men even set up escape lights, sacrificed magic weapons, and ventured into the fog-filled Yellow Springs.

"Is this the number one Jedi in Huangquan Star? It seems that Ming Daozi, Emperor Daluo, Xie Yanzi, Sima Changfeng and others are all inside. After entering, I don't know if I will meet them and have another battle!"

After Ning Que arrived, he simply glanced at the many cultivators around him, then stepped on his feet and entered the Yellow Springs without hesitation.

"Ning Kuangren has also entered. Huangquanjian is too dangerous, so we might as well follow him. Ning Kuangren is a powerful man in the Star Picking Realm. With him leading the way ahead, our risk will be much smaller."

Many people's eyes lit up after seeing Ning Que enter and hurriedly followed behind.

Ning Que naturally knew that someone was following him, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

After entering Huangquan River, he found that the space here was seriously distorted, and there were still many spaces that were folded. There were many crooked space corridors and space mezzanines. The overall look was very chaotic, like a huge space maze.

Ning Que finally understood why Huangquanjian was called "the number one Jedi of Huangquan Star".

The space here is so chaotic that unless the spiritual consciousness is absolutely powerful, or you have some understanding of the way of space, you will almost be lost when you come in here.

Of course, this is not difficult for Ning Que.

"The fog came from that direction."

Ning Que said to himself, and stepped on a river of time, directly penetrated the interlayers of space corridors and space, and rushed towards the dark hole that was squirting with rolling clouds that were squirting at the moment that the spiritual sense sensed.

A moment later, he arrived before a dark hole. Inside the hole was a deep and dark passage that didn't know where to go.

The rolling fog kept pouring out from the depths of this passage.

When Ning Que arrived, he saw hundreds of strong men rushing into the deep passage.

"boom!"

Ning Que had just arrived here, his body shook violently, and a phantom of the majestic mother god with a human head and snake body automatically appeared behind him.

It is the Houtu Dharma image.

The Houtu Dharma Image seemed to sense something at this moment, and became particularly active. A trace of the extremely heavy earth power and a trace of dark and deep dark power kept spreading out from her body, causing layers of ripples in the void.

"Hmm? What does the Houtu Dharma seem to be sensing? Could it be that there is something behind this channel that echoes the Houtu Dharma?"

Ning Que looked back at the Houtu Dharma image behind him, feeling shocked and suspicious. Then he did not hesitate and stepped into the dark passage in one step.

Just before Ning Que stepped into the passage, a figure lingering with auspicious colors also came to the dark passage.

This is a beautiful palace dress with cleverly combed clouds, colorful cloud crowns, flying ribbons, and colorful clothes, just like a fairy walking out of a painting.

"I didn't expect that after the prehistoric world was destroyed, the great god Houtu hid the broken eighteen levels of hell here... I wonder if the six realms of reincarnation are still there? I hope to find the true spirits of the two sisters and brothers here. If you can't find them here, you may have to go to the fairy world..."

The woman in the palace dress sighed, raised her lotus steps lightly, and entered the passage.

...

In the dark passage, there was no danger except the surging yin energy. Ning Que passed through the dark passage smoothly and appeared in a dark world.

However, as soon as Ning Que entered this dark world, he saw a shocking and creepy scene.

I saw that in this dark world, there were dry black monster trees everywhere, and above the branches of each monster tree, there were pale corpses with disheveled hair and no inch of hair hanging on them.

It is not hanging directly with a rope, but the tongue is clamped with blood-stained iron pliers, stretched and hung on the branches.

There are at least dozens of such pale corpses hanging on each strange tree.

Looking around, there are all black strange trees and pale corpses hanging... In such a scene, no matter how brave people are, their scalp will be numb when they see it.

"In ancient legends, all living people are sow discord, slander and harming people, are slick, argue with clever words, and lie. After death, they are thrown into the tongue-pulling hell. The little devil pried open the man's mouth, clamped his tongue with iron pliers, and pulled it out. It is not just pulled out at once, but stretched it out slowly, and slowly pulled it into the scissors hell and the iron tree hell. Is this the first hell, the tongue-pulling hell?"

Ning Que was muttering to himself, and a scream suddenly came from the front, and a group of people escaped in his direction with panic on their faces.

Behind the group of people, fog rolling into the sky, like dark clouds surging, it turned out to be a group of ghost soldiers with pale skin as white as snow.

“Rumbling…”

It seemed like thousands of troops galloping, and the earth shook violently. In the next quarter of an hour, teams of soldiers rushed into the crowd, with murderous intent soaring into the sky.

These Yin soldiers, holding spears and iron swords, were wearing iron clothes from ancient times, and the cold light shone.

"Damn it, why are there so many ghost soldiers here!" Someone screamed in fear.

Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, their iron clothes flashing, and their murderous aura soared into the sky like a flood, and the earth was trembling and rumbling.

Nothing can stop these ghost soldiers from the way they are, and any physical substance will be destroyed.

"ah……"

The dozens of strong men who stood in front had their magic weapons broken and their bodies were cut off. They encountered an unexpected accident in one encounter.

Blood rushed up, and the heads fell. The tide of ghost soldiers rushed by, trampling dozens of corpses into meat paste, and there was no way to stop their pace!

The powerful Yin soldiers, the terrifying Yin horses and iron swords are unable to compete with many cultivators.

In a blink of an eye, a group of people had rushed to Ning Que, and the torrent-like ghost soldiers also chased him.

Someone saw Ning Que's figure. Before he could see who Ning Que was, he rushed towards Ning Que and asked Ning Que to help.

A large number of evil soldiers also followed suit.

Ning Que sneered, slapped out with a domineering palm, and violent force burst out, shaking all the dozens of strong men rushing towards him into blood rain, and then blasted a large number of Yin soldiers into balls of black and cold Yin blood.

A phantom of the mother god appeared again from Ning Que's body, swallowing and absorbing all the black cold Yin blood.

"Well? Does absorbing the Yin blood left by these Yin soldiers have an enhanced effect on the Houtu Dharma phase? The underworld power emitted by this Dharma phase seems to have enhanced a little."

Ning Que muttered to himself, his eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he turned into a afterimage and rushed into tens of thousands of ghost soldiers.

"The Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens!"

Countless gear phantoms suddenly rushed out of Ning Que's body, and dense gears covered the sky and the sun.

These Yin soldiers who killed many powerful people and fled in a panic were not Ning Que's opponents at all. They were strangled by countless gear phantoms, turning into clusters of Yin blood, and then swallowed by the Mother God's phantom behind Ning Que.

The fluctuations of the underworld power emitted by the phantom of the mother god are getting stronger and stronger.

"Hiss! He is Ning Kuangren... No, he is the leader of the Ning! Those people just now wanted to use him as a scapegoat. They are so brave. Who will die if they don't die?"

At this moment, everyone finally recognized Ning Que's identity.

Many people wiped their cold sweat and secretly called luck. They had thought about rushing towards Ning Que and let Ning Que be a scapegoat, but they only reacted a little slower.

Unexpectedly, they wanted to use it as a scapegoat and turned out to be the famous "Ning Kuangren". Fortunately, they did not take action.

After a while, Ning Que killed all the Yin soldiers, and then swept his spiritual sense and saw a large palace shadow deep in the depths. In the palace, there were even groups of Yin soldiers wandering everywhere, so he set up a light of escape and rushed directly over.

"Boom..."

Before he could fly to the palace group, Ning Que saw three figures fighting against countless ghost soldiers above the palace group.

One of the three figures, holding the Daluo Emperor's Sword, kept slashing out a series of great sword energy that was like killing the heaven and earth, killing out a group of Yin soldiers after another.

Another man, the monster bell above his head, kept ringing, and the sound waves rang through the world, shattering groups of ghost soldiers into powder.

There was another man, with empty hands, but his fist wind was strong. Whenever he punched out, there was a black evil dragon phantom flying out, strangling a large number of Yin soldiers.

The three of them are extremely powerful. Although ordinary Yin soldiers seem endless, they are difficult to compete with them.

However, among the cloud-like Yin soldiers, in addition to ordinary Yin soldiers, there were also ten Yin generals with amazing strength in ancient divine general armor.

The power fluctuations emitted by the ten Yin generals were approaching the edge of the Zhaixing Realm, comparable to the weakest Zhaixing Realm powerhouse.

There are actually ten Yin generals who are comparable to the weakest star-picking realm here. I am afraid that it will cause an uproar if it is spread out.

However, even facing the siege of ten extremely powerful Yin generals and countless Yin soldiers, the three figures were still calm, fighting ten Yin generals and countless Yin soldiers to retreat, and approaching a black mysterious palace in the deepest part of the world.

"Acquaintances! You guys are making the way in front, and I happen to be picking up some bargains in the back..."

Ning Que recognized the three people at a glance as Emperor Daluo, Xie Yanzi and Sima Changfeng. He smiled slightly, and his body instantly turned into 480 million particles, turning into a gust of cold wind, and followed behind Emperor Daluo and the other three.

He secretly collected a lot of Yin blood left by the Yin soldiers who were killed by the three emperors of Daluo and the other ones into the demon towers for the devil's tower to be swallowed and absorbed by the Hou Tu Dharma.

The fluctuations of the underworld power permeated by the phantom of this mother god also became stronger and stronger as the Yin blood was continuously absorbed.

The strength of the three emperors of Daluo is indeed amazing. The power they burst out at this moment is more than several times stronger than the incarnation they sent out to deal with Ning Que before.

Moreover, Ning Que felt that they were hiding something.

"boom!"

The imperial sword in the hand of Emperor Daluo suddenly burst out with golden light like a ray of sunshine. Ten thousand dragon roars sounded from the imperial sword. A sword light that divided the world cut through the void. The four Yin generals were cut into two pieces, and then turned into four balls of ice-blue Yin blood.

Xie Yanzi shouted suddenly, and four great monster souls of birds filled with the fluctuations of the Star Picking Realm rushed out of the Ten Thousand Demon Bells, and also tore up the four Yin Generals.

Sima Changfeng's black gold battle spear had been taken away by Ning Que, so he could only do it himself. He grabbed forward with lightning with both hands, and wisps of ancient star laws were entangled, and the last two Yin generals were directly captured and exploded.
To be continued...