Chapter 110: Traveling Between Two Worlds? Or Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?

Just when Ding Hai finished estimating how much nuclear equivalent would be needed to flatten Guixu, an unusual movement suddenly appeared in the bottomless Guixu.

The movement was very weak, but Ding Hai, who had just fought with the monster in Guixu, reacted immediately.

Here comes the ghost again.

Ding Kai, with his spiritual sense turned to the maximum, only felt a chill coming from Guixu. He knew that the monsters were secretly spying on him.

His heart tightened slightly, and Ding Hai immediately activated his Sky-Viewing Eye to its maximum state.

In the darkness, he saw several pairs of scarlet eyes flashing cruelly, staring at him closely.

After surveying the monster's specific location, Ding Hai immediately mobilized his magic power and shot out several pairs of lead-clad uranium heart tubes.

In an instant, several huge fireballs illuminated the bottomless Guixu.

The Guixu monster, which had been eyeing Ding Hai with eager eyes, was completely devoured by the high-temperature particles before it could even react.

After dealing with this wave of monsters, Ding Hai did not become complacent.

This place is too weird, and if you are not careful, you may end up in a car accident.

After checking several times and confirming that everything was correct, Ding Hai took out the Qiankun Locking Life Talisman and confirmed that the talisman was still intact. Only then did he feel slightly relieved.

In the next few days, there was nothing unusual in Guixu.

But the more this happened, the more Ding Hai dared not let his guard down.

One day, dozens of strange roars were heard from the bottomless abyss.

Before Ding Hai could respond, a group of monsters of various shapes rushed out from the darkness, and they were only a hair's breadth away from escaping from Guixu.

Ding Hai's heart sank when he saw this.

Could something have happened to Master Qingsong and the others?
This was the first thought that came to Ding Hai’s mind when he saw this scene.

Although he had many doubts in his heart, Ding Hai remained very calm when the situation really happened.

As soon as he thought about it, the lead-covered uranium core tube in front of him disappeared.

Dozens of huge fireballs with diameters of several kilometers exploded instantly, and the entire entrance to Guixu seemed to be engulfed by a sea of ​​fire.

Those monsters that were difficult to kill by ordinary means let out shrill screams in the sea of ​​fire, and were then instantly evaporated by the high-temperature particles.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire in front of him, Ding Hai did not feel relaxed at all.

He knew that this was only a temporary victory and the real challenge was still ahead.

Taking out the Qiankun Locking Life Talisman and looking at the golden talisman which had dimmed a bit as expected, Ding Hai could only silently recite a spell to pray for peace for Master Qingsong.

Over the next few days, wave after wave of monsters began to attack the entrance of Guixu, trying to break out of the endless darkness and return to the sunlight.

But under Ding Hai's guard, no monster broke through Ding Hai's defense.

However, as a result, the lead-covered uranium core tubes stored in Ding Hai's storage ring gradually became insufficient.

Just one day before True Man Qingsong told Ding Hai that the half-moon period was about to arrive, a strong vibration came from the depths of Guixu.

The vibration was so strong that it caused the entire Guixu to tremble.

The terrifying suction force that was originally everywhere in Guixu was shattered by this vibration.

Ding Kai's heart tightened. He didn't know whether the monsters in Guixu were gathering strength to launch a more violent attack, or whether Qingsong Zhenren and his three companions had completed their mission.

He could only take a deep breath, push his magic power to the extreme, put all the nuclear weapons in front of him and prepare to fight for his life.

Half a day later, Guixu told him the answer.

Dense swarms of monsters rushed out from the depths of Guixu.

These monsters are more powerful than before and their shapes are more bizarre.

They roared and roared, and launched a fierce attack on the entrance of Guixu.

Ding Hai didn't tolerate them either, and the sea of ​​fire created by countless nuclear explosions swallowed everything.

However, there were so many monsters that they seemed endless.

In just a stick of incense, Ding Hai's stock of lead-coated uranium core tubes was completely used up.

As the last fireball went out, Ding Hai stood above the empty entrance to Guixu.

Looking at the endless swarm of monsters under his feet, he felt unprecedented pressure.

Walk? Or stay?
Walking is easy, just slap your butt and you can go away.

With his extreme speed, these monsters couldn't stop him.

It is difficult to stay, and his other methods are not very effective against these monsters.

If it were only these monsters in front of him, Ding Hai would be confident that he could handle it.

But if there are more monsters later, I'm afraid he will die too.

After a few breaths, Ding Hai made a decision and took out the battle flag of the Lord of Soldiers.

Just as he was about to fight hard, a dazzling light came from the sky.

An illusory talisman that was shining with golden light suddenly burst into light.

The light emitted by the golden talisman instantly magnified in the air and turned into a huge golden light curtain, which tightly sealed the entrance to Guixu within a radius of 100 miles.

The monsters that had already rushed to the front of the light curtain were shaken by the power of the golden light curtain and turned into ashes one after another.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ding Hai immediately realized that reinforcements were coming.

But this is too big a deal!

"Old Ding, are you okay?" A familiar and concerned voice came from the horizon. It was that big beast Zhang Zhiwei.

"I won't die for the time being." After hearing Zhang Zhiwei's greeting, Ding Hai showed a bright smile on his face.

If possible, who wants to die?

A moment later, seven or eight powerful figures appeared in front of Ding Hai.

The leader is the old Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing, and the leader of their own sect, Great Immortal Qinghai, is also among them. Isn't this different from what Immortal Qingsong said at the beginning?

Didn’t they say that only Gezhao and the two Yangshen Zhenjun from Wudang would come to support?
"Disciple Ding Hai, greetings to the master uncle, old Taoist priest, and all the seniors." Although he was confused, Ding Hai was polite.

"No need to be polite." Qinghai Zhenren extended his hand to support him, and then hurriedly asked Ding Hai about his current situation: "Ding Hai, how is the situation now?"

"Fourteen days ago, Master Qingsong and three other True Lords went down to Guixu together, leaving this disciple alone to guard the entrance to Guixu.

During this period, I fought off five groups of Guixu monsters, but I still couldn't get any news from Master Qingsong."

Knowing that the current situation was urgent, Ding Hai clearly and concisely stated everything he knew.

In addition, he also took out the Qiankun Locking Life Talisman, which had become dim to the extreme, and handed it to Qinghai Zhenren.

After handing over the Qiankun Locking Life Talisman, Ding Hai retreated to Zhang Zhiwei's side and said, "Old Zhang, what's going on?"

After several years of friendship, although Ding Hai's questions were irrelevant, Zhang Zhiwei still understood what he meant: "Wuyi Temple sent a message that the life lamp of Wuyi God was extinguished seven days ago.

The life lamp of the Grand Elder of the Louvre Palace was extinguished five days ago, and the life lamp of my uncle was also extinguished the day before yesterday. Among the four people who went down to Guixu, only your uncle, Qingsong Zhenren, is still alive. "

"Based on this situation, the ancestors in the blessed land have determined that Guixu is completely out of control. My master and his companions are here to make one last attempt. If things go wrong, one of our three families will have to make a sacrifice."

Zhang Zhiwei's answer was equally incoherent, but it made Ding Hai's heart sink to the bottom.

He never expected that things had deteriorated to this extent. The ancestors in the blessed land were actually ready to sacrifice the blessed land. That was the foundation of a sect's inheritance!
Without the blessed land, this sect will never be able to produce earthly immortals again.

Without an earthly immortal in charge, no matter how many masters at the Yang God level there are, their power will inevitably decline.

Relying on the profound foundation accumulated over thousands of years, this sect may be able to continue its glory for one or two generations, but after one or two generations, it will surely be lost in the crowd.

Even, they may fall directly into the dust and mud, unable to get up again.

"Why has it come to this?" Ding Hai said in a hoarse voice, words that he himself did not believe.

“The danger level of Guixu has exceeded the control range of our Three Mountains Talisman.

Once the six ghosts buried there or even the ancient gods wake up, the entire cultivation world will face a catastrophe.

No, it should be said that the whole world will face doomsday, so we must make some necessary sacrifices. "

Zhang Zhiwei was actually a little at a loss when he said this. His impression of the six-day ghost was still on his mother in his dream.

In his opinion, although the six-day ghost like Mengmu is a little difficult to deal with, it will not be difficult to kill it as long as the Three Mountains Talismans work together!

Why would the ancestor of the blessed land choose to destroy a blessed land to deal with the six-day ghost?

Seeing the confusion in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, Ding Kai did not explain anything to him.

In fact, he didn't have a very deep impression of the Liu Tian Gu Gui.

While the two were talking, the old Taoist priest and his companions not far ahead used their own methods to eliminate the Guixu monster under the golden light curtain.

After dealing with the Guixu monster, Qinghai Zhenren took out a spiritual treasure with yin and yang engraved on the back and the eight trigrams.

"My fellow Taoists, this is the Sky-peek Mirror, the life-saving magic weapon of my second ancestor of Mount Mao. It has the ability to see through illusions and see the truth through walls.

I would like to ask you to lend me a helping hand and look for where Daoist Fellow Jingshan and the other three fell, and whether you can try to bring their remains back to the human world."

"Junior Brother Qinghai, why don't you look for Junior Brother Qingsong first?" Old Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing raised an objection.

Qinghai Zhenren shook his head and said, "I really want to track down Junior Brother Qingsong's whereabouts, but if I can't find out why the other three Taoist friends died.

Even if we were to track down Junior Brother Qingsong through the Sky-peeking Mirror, we would still be unable to provide him with assistance."

Taoist Qinghai was very clear-headed. Although he was very anxious, he was able to control his desires and make the best choice.

Seeing that Master Qinghai had made up his mind, everyone immediately surrounded Master Qinghai, and silently used their hands to chant spiritual spells to inject spiritual power into the Sky-Viewing Mirror.

Time is running out, and Qinghai Zhenren, the treasure provider, has made up his mind, so the others naturally won't say anything more.

As a large amount of mana was injected, ripples gradually appeared on the surface of the Sky-Viewing Mirror, as if a lake was being blown by a breeze.

In the center of the ripples, a soft light suddenly bloomed, and like a sharp sword that cut through the long night, it penetrated into the bottomless abyss in front of everyone.

As the light flickered, the image in the mirror gradually became clearer, and strange and bizarre scenes flashed quickly across the mirror.

The headless nine-tailed fox looked up to the sky and worshipped the moon, while the nine tails behind it roared unwillingly.

The mountain-like giant corpse of Long Bo crawled on the ground and kept moving forward.

As He walked, countless black maggots crawled in and out of His body.

The black maggots that fell on the ground immediately turned into a ball of black mud and soared into the sky after the giant corpse of Long Bo went away.

After the image on the mirror flickered for a long time, a barren land with cracked ground and no grass appeared in everyone's eyes.

A disemboweled figure lay quietly on a sand dune, being swallowed by the endless sandstorm surrounding it.

It’s the Wuyi God!
Looking at that familiar face, Ding Hai felt a little empty inside.

He did not have a close relationship with Wuyi Divine Lord, but he had also benefited from him.

"Found it!" Looking at the corpse of Wuyi God in the picture, a trace of sadness flashed in Qinghai Zhenren's eyes, but then turned solemn.

Now is not the time to be sad.

Old Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing frowned and said in a deep voice: "The aura of this place seems somewhat familiar."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Zhang Jingqing continued, "I have been to the underworld before, and I have seen a similar environment in a region that has been destroyed.

Before that place collapsed, it was called the Eighteen Layers of Hell by Buddhist monks, and we generally call it the Nine Netherworld Purgatory."

"Nine Hells?" ×6
When the other six Yangshen Zhenjun, including Qinghai Zhenren, heard this name, their expressions became solemn.

As the undisputed senior leaders of the sect, they knew far more secrets than juniors like Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei.

"How is this possible? The Nine Nether Purgatory was located in the deepest part of the underworld. How could Wuyi Divine Lord fall here?"

"If Guixu and the underworld were connected, the underworld would have been in chaos long ago."

After an excited debate, everyone decided to take a look at where the Louvre Palace's Grand Elder and Jingshan Zhenjun fell.

"My fellow Taoists, please lend me a helping hand once again."

Everyone nodded in agreement and injected spiritual power into the Sky-Viewing Mirror again.

The light in the mirror became brighter, and a beam of light shot out from the mirror. In an instant, a towering black mountain appeared in the mirror.

The body of the Louvre Palace's supreme elder was pierced by countless bone spurs and nailed to the top of the Black Mountain.

"The surrounding environment looks a bit like the underworld. Could it be that Guixu is really connected to the underworld?"

Although Zhang Zhiwei had never been to the underworld, there were many records of the underworld in the Tianshi Mansion.

Just when Qinghai Zhenren was about to use the Sky-peeking Mirror to continue investigating the whereabouts of Jingshan Zhenjun, something strange happened. A deafening roar suddenly came from the towering Black Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful suction force came from the light column, as if it was going to suck everyone in the Sky-Viewing Mirror in.

"Oh no, this black mountain in the mirror is not a purely dead object!" Qinghai Zhenren's face changed drastically.

He hurriedly retracted the Sky-Viewing Mirror, but the terrifying suction force followed them like a shadow, tightly entangling them.

The few people who were controlling the Sky-Seeing Mirror felt the spiritual energy in their bodies flowing away like water, and they were suddenly filled with horror.

What kind of demon is this? It’s bad enough that it can even sense the prying of the Sky-peeking Mirror.

Why can we trace back to them through the images reflected by the Sky-peeking Mirror!

The old Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing reacted the fastest. He shouted loudly, "Quick, cut off all connections with the Sky-peeping Mirror!"

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly made hand gestures and chanted spells, trying to cut off the connection with the Sky-Viewing Mirror.

But the suction force was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow them all.

At the critical moment, Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei, who were standing aside, quickly took action and helped everyone to disconnect the magical connection with the Sky-Viewing Mirror.

Ding Hai, who had been paying attention to the picture in the mirror while making the move, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the last picture in the mirror.

He saw a city.

A city that should not have and has never appeared in this world.

The city is in vain!
(End of this chapter)