Chapter 161: Entering the Underworld, Da'anyuan Temple

After entering the old well, Fang Wang could not see anything, and his spiritual sense could not be detected. He could only maintain the defensive restrictions of the Heavenly Dao Yulong Crown and the Golden Scale White Feathered Robe and kept falling.

A mysterious suction dragged him, and he did not resist hard, wanting to go through the bottom of the well.

This time, he was sure that the bottom of the old well could lead to the underworld.

He had fallen for more than ten miles, but still had not reached the bottom.

Speaking of which, although he could spy on the underworld, he had never been there. He was full of expectations for the underworld and the Nine Nether inheritance.

"Come... Come..."

As Fang Wang fell longer and longer, the mysterious voice in his ears became clearer and clearer, as if the evil demon was whispering and guiding him.

Jiuyou Zhenren's strength was far inferior to his, and he could successfully inherit the Nine Nether inheritance, so he naturally had confidence.

Of course, he had to consider that perhaps Jiuyou Zhenren after obtaining the inheritance was another person.

The so-called Nine Nether inheritance might also be a trap.

In any case, Fang Wang had to be cautious.

Although he is arrogant when facing the enemy, every time he kills the enemy, he will kill the opponent with all his strength and never delay if he can kill.

His arrogance is sometimes a strategy to put psychological pressure on the enemy.

For a long time.

Fang Wang suddenly felt the suction disappear. He immediately opened his eyes and his vision was restored. He looked carefully and was still in the Abandoned Heaven Secret Realm, but the sky was dark red and everything seemed dim. He lowered his head and looked down and saw the dilapidated yard.

There was also an old well in the yard, exactly the same as when he came. He seemed to come from the bottom of the well to the sky and fell into the old well again.

Fang Wang quickly landed in the yard. He came to the old well and probed into the well with his consciousness. He felt the suction again.

It seems that this old well is the place where the two worlds shuttle.

Fang Wang came to the wall of the courtyard and looked up. Before coming to the underworld, he saw many dead souls climbing out of the well. Why can't he see the dead souls when he came to the underworld?

There is something strange!

Fang Wang listened carefully, looking for the mysterious voice from before.

"Come on... I can't hold on any longer..."

The mysterious voice became extremely weak, as if it was at the end of its strength.

After Fang Wang determined the direction from which the voice came, he flew away on his sword. His speed was not fast, and he was not worried about the mysterious voice at all.

Along the way, he was observing the underworld.

The underworld was filled with an invisible pressure, which made him, a creature in the Yang world, feel unstable and like he was about to be expelled at any time, but this feeling was weakening. He felt that it was the effect of Tiandao Zhengong.

Yin and Yang were separated, but Tiandao Zhengong contained the mystery of Yin and Yang Xuanming Zhengong, which allowed him to perfectly integrate into the underworld.

Soon, Fang Wang finally saw the soul of the underworld. It was a three-legged elephant as big as a mountain, with two legs in the front half and only one thigh in the back half, which was thicker than the front two legs. Its trunk was longer than the whole body, and the two tusks on the side of the trunk were winding up and extremely sharp.

From a distance, the elephant soul exudes a strong sense of oppression. It is hard to imagine how strong it was when it was alive.

The elephant soul glanced at Fang Wang with an indifferent look, just glanced at him, and then continued to move forward.

When Fang Wang flew over its head, it still did not attack.

Fang Wang suddenly became curious, did it enter the underworld after death, or did it originally belong to the underworld?

On the way forward, Fang Wang encountered more and more souls. Unlike the dead in the world of the living, the souls in the underworld can move freely.

In the world of the living, after the death of a living being, the soul will be trapped in the land of death, either entering reincarnation or accumulating resentment to become evil spirits. Only after a long period of practice can Fang be free.

Go all the way forward.

After about a hundred miles, a large number of souls appeared in front of them, densely packed, floating between the mountains and fields, and also covering the sky.

When Fang Wang approached, these souls turned their heads to look at him, and each of their eyes burst into a terrifying red light.

Fang Wang sighed lightly, and he knew it was not that easy.

He was not afraid, and lifted his left hand up, and the Six-Combination Eight-Desolation Seal soared up and shone on his head. He threw the Heavenly Palace Halberd into his left hand, and condensed the Rainbow Sword in his right hand, accelerating forward.

"Roar——"

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, countless souls in front immediately rushed towards Fang Wang, and the momentum was only stronger than that of the ghost domain of Jiuyou Zhenren.

Fang Wang directly used the Sword of Immortal Execution of Ghosts and Gods, and the ghosts and gods appeared behind him. He moved forward and swung the sword, and a spectacular sword energy of Immortal Execution swept across the sky, killing one soul after another.

Each sword took away at least thousands of souls, and it was not a simple annihilation, but a direct devouring!

When Fang Wang killed into the endless souls, the souls were not frightened by the Sword of Immortal Execution of Ghosts and Gods, but became more irritable and rushed towards him frantically.

Fang Wang swung the sword all the way, and the ghosts and gods followed suit, and the sword energy of Immortal Execution swept in different directions, unstoppable.

After galloping for dozens of miles, Fang Wang still failed to kill the soul army, but the ghost behind him grew taller, the sword shadow in his hand was twenty feet long, and the momentum continued to rise.

Fang Wang was fighting and thinking, could this be the first level of Jiuyou inheritance?

He was no longer anxious, stopped, and kept swinging his sword on the spot, killing and absorbing souls.

This scene was far more spectacular than the previous battle with Jiuyou Zhenren. The formation of Changsheng Pavilion could not be projected, and Fang Wang had disappeared in every picture. The spectators were not surprised by this, and they all understood that Fang Wang had entered the land of opportunity.

Although the formation of Changsheng Pavilion was exquisite, it could not touch every corner of Qitian Secret Realm, otherwise the trial would not be held.

The trial itself also had the meaning of exploration.

Fang Wang was immersed in the battle, and his spiritual power was consumed very quickly. Fortunately, the ghosts and gods became stronger very quickly.

During the battle, Fang Wang was also thinking about the path to the Great Sage.

He vaguely felt that the Great Sage was not a realm, but a status recognized by heaven and earth.

Both the Great Sage Jianglong and the Great Sage Zhuxian seem to have the ability to travel between the Yin and Yang worlds. The Great Sage Jianglong’s Yin-Yang Xuanming True Skill is enough to prove it, and the Great Sage Zhuxian’s Ghost Sword of Zhuxian is nourished by the power of the Yin world. How can he Maybe you haven’t been to the underworld?

Fang Wang made up his mind to ask about the Great Sage the next time he saw Zhou Xue.

After all, Zhou Xue has ascended, and he will definitely understand more when looking at the Great Sage from the upper realm.

Just like that, half an hour passed, and Fang Wang just wiped out the whole world. The dense army of souls disappeared. He landed on a cliff and began to meditate and breathe.

Frequent use of the Immortal-killing Ghost Sword consumes a lot of his spiritual power. He did not use the spiritual power reserved in the Heavenly Way Dragon Crown. It was only used as a last resort. He didn't know how much trouble he would have in the future, so he had to be careful.

The mysterious voice was still echoing in his ears, urging him to go over. The voice had a bewitching effect. If Fang Wang hadn't possessed the true power of Heaven, he might have fallen into the trap.

Two days later.

After Fang Wang's spiritual energy was restored to a sufficient level, he continued on his way.

Two days later, the mysterious voice is still there, which shows that the other party is not extremely anxious.

Fang Wang stepped forward on the flying sword, while thinking about the origin of the mysterious sound.

After about another hundred miles, the wind and sand ahead were filled with wind and sand, blocking out the sky and the sun. It looked like a dangerous place.

Fang Wang hesitated for a moment and continued to move forward. The only clue was the guidance of the mysterious voice. He could only move forward. Unless he encountered an invincible existence, he could only retreat.

The Liuhe Bahuang Seal shines on Fang Wang's head, and the golden light falls down, like a golden umbrella. The wind and sand cannot block its light.

Fang Wang's consciousness spread out, and he explored the surroundings as he moved forward.

His consciousness can only cover a ten-mile radius. There is something strange about this sandstorm!

Fang Wang suddenly missed Xiao Zi. If she were here, at least the moment would not be so tense and boring.

Not long after, Fang Wang saw the outline of a building in front of him. It was very huge and located in mid-air. When he got closer, he realized that there was a giant mountain in front of him. The huge building was a temple, located halfway up the mountain.

He quickly flew out of the wind and sand and looked up. Endless wind and sand surrounded this majestic giant mountain, but the wind and sand did not cover the mountain. It seemed that there was some kind of force restraining the wind and sand.

Due to the wind and sand filling the sky, the already dark mountainous area seemed to be under the darkness of night.

Fang Wang came to the temple gate. The gate was thirty feet high and nearly ten feet wide. There were four large characters engraved on the tall plaque.

Da'an Temple of Resentment!

There are two stone statues standing on both sides in front of the gate. They look like unicorns and horned ligers. They are lifelike, with eyes like torches, as if they will come to life at any time.

The door was open a crack, and it was dark inside.

When we got here, the mysterious voice was extremely loud, as if someone was standing in front of Fang Wang and shouting:

"Come in quickly... I can't hold it anymore... Hurry..."

Under the dark night, Da'an Resentment Temple looked so gloomy, and the mysterious sound Fang Wang heard sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which made him frown.

Fang Wang's spiritual consciousness penetrated the door, but was bounced away by an invisible restriction and could not pry.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he threw the Tiangong Halberd violently.

Boom!

The Tiangong halberd smashed the door with force, followed it into the temple, cut through the darkness along the way, and nailed it to a huge wooden pillar.

Fang Wang squinted and saw that the Tiangong Halberd was located a thousand meters away, just nailed to the doorpost of a lobby in the inner courtyard. There seemed to be something looming and looming in the darkness on both sides.

"I didn't expect that a living person would break into this place. It seems that it was that guy!"

"Tsk, tsk, what a hot breath. If you eat him, you can save a thousand years of practice."

"Hahaha, he's so big, how can we separate him?"

"Don't eat it. It's hard to come across a living thing. Let me play with it!"

A series of sneer laughter came from the Da'an Resentment Temple. There were men and women, all of whom sounded murderous.

In the darkness, the sounds were mind-numbing.

Fang Wang was a little frightened. After all, it was the first time he encountered such a situation, but he did not panic. He was no longer the young monk who wandered into the Great Sage Cave, and he would not be frightened by evil spirits.

He raised his left hand and took the Tiangong Halberd back from the air.

The Tiangong Halberd was pulled out and flew away towards Fang Wang.

At this moment, a black hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed the halberd shaft. This black hand was covered with black scales and its nails were as sharp as claws.

Fang Wang frowned and stared at the black hand.