Tongtian Ghost Emperor

Chapter 86 Hidden Hall

"Do you have other plans?" Deng Xi's heart skipped unconsciously.

Can this hell king tolerate the existence of such a dangerous person in his own hell? Or did he doubt his words? This is not good news.

Sure enough, he then heard the king of Yan say in a low voice, "Tu Ba, I'm afraid what you said is not the truth, right?"

Deng Xi was shocked when he heard the words and quickly said, "How can this be? Tu Ba's sentence is true. Yan Jun can investigate at will, but if there is any truth, Tu Ba is willing to bear it."

He knows that in the face of doubt, whether he is true or false, the most important thing is that he must be resolute and never hesitate at all.

And the king of Yanluo laughed at this time: "Is that right? Do you think you can hide that little trick from me?

Seeing that the other party was so sure, Deng Xi couldn't help thinking about what he said and quickly thinking about what he said, wondering where he had missed the bottom. But after thinking about it, I can't find the key.

So, he had to grit his teeth.

"Tu Ba really doesn't know what Yan Jun is talking about. Please make it clear."

"Hey." After a smile, the king of Yan Luo said, "Well, you don't want to admit that I don't have time to pester you in such a small move. However, the solution of this matter will only fall on you.

"Uh, what?" Deng Xi was surprised.

The king of Yanluo said, "Didn't you say that you were willing to be the forerunner? OK, I will meet your request. Send you in to explore first. Nowadays, the enemy's situation is not clear, and it is unwise to take action easily. At least, you have to find out his identity before making plans.

Hearing this, Deng Xi suddenly felt uneasy. Normally, his purpose is to find the right excuse to enter the flint hell, so that he can have enough time to find Qi Xiangyun. However, judging from the tone of the king of hell, I'm afraid the other party's purpose of sending him to hell this time is not right.

"What? Don't you want to go?"

Deng Xi was shocked and said almost reactively, "No, I do."

"As long as you are willing." Speaking of this, the tone of the King of hell suddenly turned: "But since this man killed my two soul messengers in a row, I'm afraid his strength is far above you, so I'll let you in like this. I'm afraid that it will be more bad and less good, but it will damage me as a ghost official."

"What does Yan Jun mean?"

Deng Xi didn't know what he wanted to say, so he could only wait quietly for the following. And this article surprised and made him happy, and even couldn't believe it was true.

With a "xiao", something shot down from the tomb and fell in front of him.

"This is the amulet of the Hidden Hall of the Underworld. I will give you a month to practice it by yourself. It's up to you how much you can practice. A month later, I will let you explore the hell of flying knives and flint.

Deng Xi reached out and picked up this small finger-like magic weapon on the ground, and was stunned.

The Netherworld Hidden Hall has long been recorded in the book "Record of the Three Realms" at home. It is said that it is a room full of ghosts and evil spirits. Ghost monks who practice the atmosphere can practice in it and gain a hundred times more efficiency.

As a result, this secret room became the treasure of low-level ghost practice. Many low-level ghost officials have been promoted to shadows and judges. When they need to quickly improve their skills, this has become their best choice.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages in everything. Because of its many fierce grievances, low-level ghosts are difficult to resist. As long as they enter, they will be torn and swallowed up in an instant.

Later, the high-level monks in hell came up with a way to refine a magical soul charm. With its protection, those resentful spirits can't get close to them, and the ghost practitioners can practice at ease. In turn, ghost practitioners can also take the initiative to attack these resentful spirits to further accelerate their cultivation. Speed.

I didn't expect that at this moment, this thing would be sent to him by the King of Yan in person, and I couldn't take it even if I didn't want to.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan!"

Deng Xixi said. Although he still has many questions in mind, he doesn't need to hesitate to have the opportunity to enter the Netherworld Hall for a month of practice. In the future, once he needs to forcibly rush out of hell, if he still has this skill in front of him, he can directly give up.

With that, he bent down to pick up the amulet on the ground, bowed and saluted, and quickly retreated away.

When Deng Xi's figure completely disappeared outside the gate of the Yanluo Hall, Cui Jue's figure slowly came out in the shadow of the tomb. Then he turned around and said, "Yan Jun, do you really think that man came out?"

The king of hell sighed gently and said, "In addition to that man, who else can perform his power in hell?"

"That's true, but did it come out too early?" Cui Jue said.

King Yan Luo shook his head and sighed, "That's not necessarily true. A little later, we can't control it.

Cui Jue nodded and glanced in the direction of Deng Xi's departure: "Tu Ba is straightforward and sacrificed him like this. Isn't it a pity?"

The king of Yanluo sneered at this time: "Geng Zhi? Geng Zhi won't speak and hide.

As he said, he sighed and slowly closed his eyes: "I didn't expect it to be so soon. It's time to send ghost officials in again."

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The Hidden Hall is located on the bank of the Nai River in order to use the ultimate resentment that has been precipitated in the river for hundreds of millions of years. After these grievances were absorbed by the magic weapons in the hall, they were filled in a dark room for people to practice their qi.

At this moment, Deng Xi has stood at the entrance of this huge room deep into the ground.

An expressionless horse-faced ghost stopped the door and looked up and down at Deng Xi and the soul charm in his hand: "Have you ever been to the Netherworld Hidden Hall with this cultivation?"

Deng Xi knew that this was the shadowy horse face guarding this magic weapon of the underworld, so he had to salute first before holding his head high and said, "This hidden hall was originally the place where an ordinary ghost official advanced. Can't I come in?"

"Of course." The horse-faced ghost curled his lips and said, "However, according to the rules of this hall, a little ghost has only one chance to come in his life, so others come when they are about to get out of the spirit of practice in order to succeed in a step. You came so early. When you reach the ninth level of underworld cultivation, what do you rely on to advance? Are you only willing to be a little detainer all your life?

Deng Xi knew what he was telling the truth, but these words may be useful for the real butcher. He said to Deng Xi, isn't that playing the piano to the cow? Can he still get in after this opportunity?

"Thank you for your kind reminder, but I'd better go first."