Chapter 1254: Netherworld City on Netherworld Mountain, one of the nine mountain ghosts wins the hook
Anyone who enters Netherworld Mountain never comes back again.
Therefore, everyone is very afraid of Netherworld Mountain. No living thing dares to wander within hundreds of miles of the mountain.
Haven’t even seen a single village.
What is visible is the desolation and death, and the central point, the general mountain of death.
The figure of Chaos fell from the void.
As soon as Xu Zimo stepped on this world, endless death energy rushed towards him.
To destroy his whole being.
The body is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be reduced to white bones.
A leaf fell from the tree of life in Xu Zimo's body, blocking all the dead energy.
He was able to walk towards Netherworld Mountain with peace of mind.
After walking for more than ten minutes, there was not a soul in sight. It was so lonely that one even felt like a lonely ghost.
Walking to the foot of the mountain, Xu Zimo looked up at Netherworld Mountain.
The mountain is not too high, but it stands in the shape of five fingers, and the ancient atmosphere is permeated.
“While the bones are in mourning,
The road to life and death leads to the underworld.”
A few words were written in black splash-ink fonts, and they were engraved on the stone tablet in front of them.
“Don’t ask for nothing in this world,
Reunion in the sky under the phantom sea.”
I don’t know who carved these words. The climbing path is made up of irregular steps.
As soon as Xu Zimo stood up, a powerful force suddenly ejected him.
“Only the dead may tread in the underworld,” a majestic voice came from all directions.
Immediately afterwards, there was endless death energy, like a floating mist, covering the entire heaven and earth.
The death aura grew stronger and stronger, and eventually a sinister wind blew, with figures of sinister soldiers and generals looming in the sinister wind.
The howling wind is like a human wail.
Xu Zimo did not speak. In the palm of his hand, the tree of life was reduced countless times and rotated in the palm of his hand.
The rich energy of life is emitted, and this energy of life is much more powerful than the energy of death.
When it appears, it is directly annihilated.
“What a disgusting smell,” a hoarse voice came from the corridor of Netherworld Mountain.
The next moment, two messengers wearing black robes and holding sickles came out of the void.
They didn't say anything and went straight towards Xu Zimo to kill him.
Xu Zimo waved his hand, and two blades of sword energy burst out at random, killing the two of them directly.
But the next moment, the bodies of the two messengers split into four.
It seems like there are endless killings, four turns into eight, eight turns into sixteen, sixteen turns into thirty-two.
Xu Zimo said coldly: "Absolute strength cannot be made up by quantity."
He was walking up the mountain path of Netherworld Mountain step by step with endless sword energy flowing all over his body.
No matter how many messengers next to him are divided into, they will all be killed by the sword energy in an instant. Even if there are thousands of them, they will not be able to take a step closer to Xu Zimo.
Walking up the mountain road again, there was still a strong force trying to push him out, but Xu Zimo was prepared this time.
Continuously resisting his own strength, he walked upward step by step.
After walking for a while, the black-robed messenger behind him also disappeared. Halfway up the mountain, he met an old man.
The old man was leaning against a smooth boulder, holding a hook in each hand.
At the moment, I am sharpening the hook ring and wiping it carefully.
Xu Zimo's figure stopped next to him, and the old man's movement of wiping the hook was very rhythmic.
After looking at it for a long time, it will give people an unpredictable feeling.
Finally, the old man stopped what he was doing, looked at Xu Zimo with a smile, and said, "I have been famous for a long time, and today I can see you as I wished."
“Who are you?” Xu Zimo asked.
“Win Gou,” the old man replied word for word.
“One of the nine mountain ghosts,” Xu Zimo asked with a frown.
He has only seen two people among the Nine Mountain Ghosts, Kui and Xiang. Although Ying Gou is one of them, this is the first time they have met.
“Are you mountain ghosts from the underworld?” Xu Zimo asked.
“We only obey orders from Lord Qian Calamity Doomsday,” Ying Gou said, shaking his head.
Seemingly aware of Xu Zimo's doubts, he explained: "I was ordered to guard the entrance to Netherworld Mountain and prevent the ghost tribe from leaving the forbidden area."
“What is your purpose?” Xu Zimo asked.
“You have to ask Mr. Qian Calamity Doomsday about this,” Ying Gou said with a smile.
“I just didn’t expect that Your Excellency would come to this forbidden place.”
“Where is the entrance to the forbidden area?” Xu Zimo asked.
“In Netherworld City on Netherworld Mountain, the city gate will naturally open at midnight,” Ying Gou said.
Xu Zimo nodded and continued walking along the mountain road.
“Do you want to leave the realm of ghosts and gods, your honor?” Watching Xu Zimo leave, Yinggou suddenly spoke.
“What?” Xu Zimo turned his head and replied.
“We have a way to make you leave,” Yinggou said.
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“As for the conditions, I need a commitment from you.”
“There is no promise, and I don’t need your help,” Xu Zimo refused directly.
“I know that you have a great saint protecting you, but with your current strength, you cannot leave the realm of ghosts and gods,” Yinggou continued.
“Even if you are a great sage, it will not help.”
“This is not your concern,” Xu Zimo said lightly.
“I am here in Netherworld Mountain. Whenever you figure it out, please come to me anytime,” Ying Gou said with a smile.
“Is this what you mean?” Xu Zimo asked.
“The order from Lord Thousand Disasters Doomsday,” Ying Gou said truthfully.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and then continued walking towards the mountain. The sound of Ying Gou wiping the hook ring came from behind again.
Climb to the top of Netherworld Mountain.
Xu Zimo saw a city, a city floating in the darkness, as silent as a ghost town.
It's just that it's daytime now. When you walk through the city, it's like a reflection of a mirage, and your body will go directly through it.
Xu Zimo was not in a hurry and just sat there and waited.
From the afternoon until late at night.
Finally, as the night gets darker, the city becomes more and more solid and realistic.
Finally, with a "bang" sound as the city gate opened, Netherworld City... was opened.
Two ghosts stood at the gate of the city, looking inside. It was very lively.
Xu Zimo entered the city, but no one stopped him. It seemed that there was a ghost festival on the streets. People wore ghost masks, and most of the things they sold were related to the underworld.
………
“The book continues from the previous chapter. The great god general of the God Clan fought with the Ghost King for hundreds of rounds, but was ultimately defeated.”
Xu Zimo heard the sound and turned around to look, only to see that there were storytellers in this ghost town.
From the gate of the city tower, shouts came from time to time, which attracted people's attention.
Xu Zimo walked up to the tower and found a place to sit down.
However, when those people saw him, they all shunned and did not want to sit with him.
“Old man, I won’t listen to today’s story now. We’ll tell it again tomorrow,” someone said.
“It’s really unlucky to have another foreigner come.”
