Searching for treasure in 1911 Ninety levels of hell Dark clouds surged over the nine underworld cities.
Those ink-like clouds were actually the thick corpse energy in hell.
Countless blue corpse lightning flashed out from the huge clouds.
In fact, the ability of evil creatures to overcome the ghost tribulation is similar to that of monks from the lower realm.
Although it is extremely dangerous, it is also based on the cultivation level of the person who overcomes the tribulation.
As long as you get through it, your cultivation will break through the bottleneck, and your strength will instantly increase greatly.
It will also open up a vast space for future cultivation.
But if you can't get through it, there is only one outcome, which is to be destroyed both physically and mentally.
Although there are all kinds of houses in the main city, there is no one living at all.
The few evil soldiers and generals in the city have hidden themselves in safe places.
The ghost city is currently deserted.
The center of the main city is the palace of the evil spirit general Zhenyun.
At this moment, all the evil spirit slaves inside have been driven away.
This is not because Zhenyun cares about their life and death, but because he is afraid that they will affect Zhenyun's tribulation.
"Unexpectedly, my ghost calamity turned out to be the evil ghost's nine-death calamity.
God really thinks so highly of me."
On the roof of the tallest hall among the rows of haunted house-like uninhabited palaces, an evil man with a thick upper body, short legs, and a bald head appeared.
The spirit is powered by the wind, looking up at the sky The evil ghost's nine-death calamity is not a good calamity just by the name.
The so-called nine-death calamity means a life of nine deaths.
The possibility of surviving it is only one-tenth.
However, Zhenyun Evil Spirit did not panic when faced with this bad ghost tribulation.
Instead, he snorted coldly and said, "If it were anyone else, the evil ghost's nine-death tribulation is indeed terrible, but I am the one who can overcome it, haha, evil ghost."
I believe in my strength in the nine-death calamity, and I believe that the one out of ten chance of survival is left to me."
Roaring loudly at the sky was full of confidence, as if he had something to rely on.
With the sound of thunder falling to the ground, Zhenyun's ghost calamity began. in underground prison A bang came from outside.
Although this was a dungeon with formations, the powerful power and sound of the ghost calamity still made the dungeon feel clear.
After this sound, those who screamed in the prison became silent, and those who were in a daze also woke up.
All the imprisoned Yashas looked in the direction above their heads in horror.
The voice of the evil spirit of the cell leader sounded in the dungeon, "You'd better pray that our Zhenyun will become Zhenyun King soon, otherwise our general will fail to overcome the tribulation, and you and I will all die.
This ancient evil city has been refined by the general, and he If it fails, all living creatures in the city will be transformed by the death energy and will never be able to live again."
After hearing this, those Yakshas really knelt down and prayed that the evil spirits of Zhenyun would be able to overcome the tribulation successfully, so that they would not suffer the disaster of Chiyu.
In the innermost cell of the dungeon, two figures confronting each other were slightly shaken by the news.
The figure in green and the figure in white are Ye Kong and Liao Yi, who are tied for first place.
The reason why they are tied for first place is because they stand side by side by the wall, regardless of front or rear, almost standing on the same line, ninety-one floors away.
The distance between the portals is exactly the same, so they are tied for first place.
Hearing the sound of thunder, Liao Yi raised his eyebrows, and then heard the words of the evil spirit prison chief.
Liao Yi had a worried look in his eyes and thought to himself, if the real cloud cannot survive the disaster and he dies here, wouldn't it be a terrible injustice?
But when he raised his head, he happened to see Ye Kong's sarcastic gaze.
He immediately cursed himself for being cowardly: That bastard is not afraid, so what should I be afraid of?
Liao Yi raised his head provocatively like a fighting cock and looked at Ye Kong with the lower two-thirds of his eyes.
Faced with Liao Yi's provocation, Ye let out a sigh, said "boring", and did something that shocked Liao Yi.
Ye Kong took half a step back, then raised his leg and kicked the ground with a bang.
Ye Kong kicked a big hole in the wall of the prison.
Then Ye Kong lowered his head and crawled through the hole and walked into the next cell.
Now, Ye Kong was the first and Liao Yi was the second.
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Liao Yi is also depressed.
I didn't expect the wall of this cell to be so weak.
If I had known it, I would have kicked it first.
But it's not too late now.
What makes Liao Yi depressed is that no matter how hard he kicks, the wall will remain stable.
You know, the black rope locks their power, and they are just like mortals.
If a mortal wants to kick through a wall, it is absolutely impossible.
Liao Yi didn't expect that Ye Kong could use his magical power, but thought that Ye Kong was lucky because that wall happened to be relatively soft, so Liao Yi had no choice but to kick here and there, trying to find a persimmon that was easier to pinch.
The cell next door was an empty cell.
Ye Kong didn't care about fighting with Liao Yi.
In fact, the main reason why he had fought with Liao Yi before was to make General Zhenyun relax his vigilance.
"Come out, go to that guy's palace and find his treasure."
Ye Kong thought, and Voldemort's light skin flew out of the Pipa Pearl.
"Master, Master, don't worry.
Hiding and finding treasures hidden by others is what our versatile Voldemort family is good at."
Voldemort chirped, jumped off Ye Kong's body, and got out of the cell.
The gap disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared.
But just for a moment, Liao Yi, who happened to be standing at the hole in the wall, saw Liao Yi and was shocked.
He didn't expect that this human named Ye had many tricks.
He was captured and imprisoned here and was already helpless, but this human was Can a golden-backed demon be released from nowhere?
Does he want to escape from prison?
Liao Yi was also happy.
If Ye Kong escaped, he could also escape with him, right?
But because of the fight between the two just now, Liao Yi was too embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to Ye Kong.
Even the wall that Ye Kong kicked broke, and he was too embarrassed to take advantage of it and come in, so he had to stand on the other side of the hole and look at Ye Kong.
Ye Kong looked at him sideways, feeling funny in his heart, but he still said: "Come here."
Liao Yi still doesn’t move "Come here if you don't want to die," Ye Kong Leng shouted.
Liao Yi lowered his head and came over, and heard Ye Kong say: "I saved you for the sake of the four scale-armored demons of your tribe, but you don't want to compete with me for first place, otherwise I don't mind letting my Voldemort Taste the essence of your body."
Liao Yi felt strange when he heard what he said, and finally asked: "Aren't they going to intercept you?"
Ye Kong said calmly: "I beat them all to the ground."
"How is it possible?"
Liao Yi rolled his eyes at Ye Kong and said, "I don't believe you are so capable.
The Four Scale Demons are the elites in our tribe.
If you can defeat them, how could you be captured by Old Ghost Zhenyun?"
Ye Kong didn't argue and just said: "Kid, you know nothing."
Let's talk about Voldemort, this guy's level of concealment is really extraordinary.
Such a tight city defense formation did not notice him at all when he got out of the dungeon.
He saw that the originally dark sky was now extremely bright, and thunder and lightning fell from the sky, covering the whole place.
The sky was completely illuminated, and at the highest point of the central palace of the ghost town, there was a huge purple-red figure roaring against the thunder: