Become a demon king, sign in and develop for 300 years

Chapter 60
The corpse forest in Xinggeyuan is gloomy, with ghost tides rising and falling, shrouded in black mist all year round, and faint ghost whispers ringing in the ears from time to time.

Shen Caiyan is dressed in light yellow palace attire, bright and majestic, walking slowly in the ghostly fog.

A remnant war ghost held a banner of thousands of ghosts behind him in awe, and countless war ghosts marched forward in array with their blades in hand, scaring away countless lonely ghosts with their brilliant fighting spirit.

I didn't know how long I walked, but I heard the sound of rushing water.

Shen Caiyan turned around, smiled slightly at a ghost soldier in armor and said in a low voice, "Master, after crossing this Youhun River, you will be in the Netherworld."

After finishing speaking, he said with a coquettish smile: "From now on, please call my family the Ghost Mother,

Remember, Aijia is the ghost mother of the banquet! "

But I heard Jiang Moshu's muffled voice coming from the armor,

"Yes, yes, my mother has a great opportunity to become a ghost mother, and she is planning to occupy a place in this ghost world as a shelter. In the end, she will do her best and die to repay her."

Shen Caiyan nodded slightly, the expression on her face became icy cold, and Danfeng's eyes turned into a glamorous glamor that never melted.

Spit out the command to kill and attack, "Canjue obeys the command, start from this river, and go forward without hesitation!"

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!
The sound of countless weapons unsheathed echoed in the ghost fog.

boom!boom!boom!
Canjue Zhangui soared into the sky with evil spirit, pierced through the ghost fog, and marched forward in strides.

By the Youhun River, countless ghost soldiers emerged from the muddy water, indifferently wielding their blades to kill everything in sight.

Jade phosphorous will-o'-the-wisp, beheaded.

Resentful and evil spirits, beheaded.

Impermanence ghosts, beheaded.

……

As if swept by a strong wind, the immeasurable death and resentment energy melted into the gray beads in Shen Caiyan's hands.

Ming Tanzong Zhenzhuan Palace, a magic weapon for refining ghosts,
Ghost Prison Pearl.

……

It is not difficult to refine ghosts, especially for the disciples of Wangui Peak, it is just a daily routine.

However, the ghosts refined by the Ghost Prison Pearl need to absorb the death resentment energy from the Netherworld.

However, the Nether Ghost Realm is boundless, and many ghost kings and ghost mothers rule the boundaries.

If a monk goes too deep, not to mention losing his way, he is easily attacked by a group of ghosts.

Therefore, unless the magic monks who come to Xinggeyuan for trial have special skills or targeted spiritual weapons,

Otherwise, try more at the edge of the ghost world and the present world, and dare not go deep.

But Jiang Moshu had an extra bold idea.

Shen Caiyan's pretty face turned pale when she heard what her master said, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"Let me pretend to be a ghost mother? How is this possible? My cultivation is not enough."

what!
It seems to work!

Shen Caiyan thought about her master's thoughts carefully, and her beautiful eyes gradually brightened.

Yes indeed,

In the land of the nether world, there is no need to close the killing and resentment legal domain of the Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and there is a ghost domain.

The Golden Snake is condensed and does not come out, and the ghost mother's power is absolutely flawless.

The Canjue Zhangui was originally commanded by the Banner of Thousand Ghosts, and her breath as the main soul is connected with her, which is exactly the true meaning of the ghost mother.

Pretending to be the ghost mother is really flawless, and even if she really wants to use the ghost mother's strength to make a move, she will be supported by the heavenly demon law.

Shen Caiyan pondered for a moment, a slight smile flashed across Miao`s eyes,

"I don't know if my family has become a ghost mother, if the master wants to be the king of ghosts, let my family serve the king well."

Jiang Moshu laughed when he heard it, "Little girl, you have a good idea, master, I will prove the golden core, but I don't care about ghost kings or anything."

After finishing speaking, he said seriously, "Yunlou Saber Spirit and I pretended to be your bodyguards.

Yunlou is the spirit of the sword, and I am covered by shade, so there will be no flaws. "

Jiang Moshu waved his hand vigorously, pointed at Xing Geyuan's boundless eerie aura, and laughed loudly, "Go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and kill Yan Luo with a hundred thousand banners."

……

It is a mountain a thousand miles away from Xinggeyuan.

On the cliff where Leng Chan died, several late stage Ningzhen sword sects of Xuanhen Sword Sect gathered together.

The Zongmen issued a Daogong mission to investigate the abnormalities in Xinggeyuan, and those who found it would make a great contribution.

One hundred great achievements? !

In the Spirit Sword Hall, the flying sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon, only needs twenty great achievements,
The top-grade spiritual weapon, the flying sword, only has eighty to one hundred achievements.

In other words, as long as you are lucky, it will be a top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword,
Combined with the sword art and sword intent,

Isn't beheading heretic monks and demon heads just like chopping melons and vegetables? !

The Zongmen Foreign Affairs Hall did not even limit the number of people who could accept the task.

In the late stage of Xuanhen Sword Sect Ningzhen's seventh turn to ninth turn, they are all eager to try. After all, which sword cultivator can refuse a flying sword that is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

On the cliff, a late-stage Condensed Master of the Xuanhen Sword Sect carefully released his Gang Yuan to investigate Leng Chan's body.

The neck is smooth, like a cut jade.

His head fell to the ground, with a faint smile on his face.

Although several days had passed, no beasts, snakes or insects dared to approach the cliff, and Leng Chan's body retained the appearance of the decisive battle at that time.

"Senior brother Liu, is there something strange?"

The other Ningzhen asked with deep eyebrows.

"This is a monk from the northern Xinjiang Buddhist sect, he has reached the Ninth Transformation of Condensation, and his cultivation should be good.

You look at his body, although several days have passed, there is still a faint golden light flowing, probably not far from the golden body of Buddhism. "

Another Ningzhen said, "I checked the remaining aura with the Chin Mouse, but I found some things. Guess which sect did it."

"Don't hold back, tell me quickly, I'm still waiting for my return to the sect."

"The remaining aura is the dark mist from Mingtan Sect Wangui Peak, and the aura has even passed in the direction of Xing Geyuan."

Several Xuanhen Jianzong looked at each other, and Senior Brother Liu said,
"Return to the Zongmen first and see how the Foreign Affairs Hall arranges it.

By the way, the master's golden body is also brought back. "

……

Xing Geyuan,
beyond the ghost river,

With a little helplessness on Suodong's face, he smiled self-deprecatingly,
It's just six golden elixir treasures, so if he had to make a trip with his golden elixir, his own golden elixir seemed worthless.

As a casual cultivator, it is difficult to be trusted and accepted by sects and aristocratic families, and I don't like to be concerned about it, so some time-consuming and labor-intensive golden elixir materials are entrusted to Duanyu Pavilion to purchase.

It's a pleasure to cooperate with each other, and this time I readily accepted the transaction.

Earn some spiritual materials, it's not shabby, and the money is quite big. Six treasures recovered a corpse. Now that I know the target, I am embarrassed to delay the matter.

But this kid named Ji Cuiyu is really interesting. He ran directly to the Netherworld, which is a bit troublesome.

How many years has it been since I entered the nether world? If I do the math, it should be 500 years.

Master Suodong smiled coldly, since he is here, the body will be taken back, so Ji Cuiyu will also be killed and brought back.
After all, the son of the demon king made one more condition, to bring back six treasures from the corpse, and to bring back one more corpse and add another six.

Come here, do it as you please, why not do it.

Suodong Daoist's alchemy shook, and the golden elixir domain opened, and the ghost fog was stirred up and scattered away. All ghosts were covered by the domain and turned into fly ash.

Seeing a flash of brilliance, Master Suodong walked across the Youhun River stepping on the void.

(End of this chapter)