In this rare comfort, two days passed by, and the night gradually came, and Ao Bing's figure appeared again at the place where the ghost gate appeared that night.

A waning moon shines on the ancient starry sky, and the silver light changes unpredictably among the shades of the trees with the lonely wind. Ao Bing is silent. Ao Qing and other fairy dragon soldiers stood quietly in the distance according to Ao Bing's order.

Widths of ghost energy slowly rose from the ground towards the top and soon spread around Ao Bing.

Looking at the pervading ghost aura, a hint of undetectable joy flashed in Ao Bing's originally calm eyes.

In the pervading ghost energy, a ghost gate slowly appeared, and eventually turned into a huge ghost gate and appeared in front of Ao Bing.

With a creaking sound, the Ghost Gate slowly opened, and a chaotic darkness appeared in front of Ao Bing.

The sound of iron chains sounded, and black and white impermanence slowly walked out of the chaotic darkness.

"We have already spread your words to you, but Lord Houtu doesn't want to see you, but you are allowed to visit the underworld."

The figure of Hei Wuchang stopped in front of Ao Bing. Hei Wuchang's words made Ao Bing frown slightly, but then he felt relieved.

How could he easily see himself as a little legitimate son of the dragon clan and the Houtu ancestor witch who was like a saint in the underworld? It is a blessing to be able to visit the underworld.

"Thank you two seniors, I still need to trouble you two seniors to lead the way this time."

Ao Bing turned around and nodded to Ao Qing and others. Ao Qing directly took the fairy dragon soldiers to turn back to the camp.

"You little green dragon is interesting, and you are also brave, come and grab the iron chain."

Bai Wuchang rarely praised Ao Bing's words, and flew straight towards Ao Bing.

Ao Bing smiled slightly at Bai Wuchang, then reached out to grab the chain. Just as Ao Bing grabbed the chain, a cold aura instantly spread out towards Ao Bing's whole body.

He was shocked. Ao Bing wanted to let go of the chain quickly, but the chain seemed to be stuck in his hands. Even if Ao Bing tried hard, he could not get rid of it.

Soon, the real dragon aura on Ao Bing's body was instantly covered. If you don't investigate carefully, Ao Bing would be like a ghost at this moment.

"Don't worry, you can't get rid of it. Doing this will also be beneficial to you. Don't think that the underworld can enter so casually."

Hei Wuchang looked at Ao Bing's appearance and said with a smile, then turned around and walked towards the Ghost Gate.

Looking at the iron chain in his hand, feeling his physical condition, and found that there was nothing abnormal, Ao Bing's hanging heart was relieved, and he took a step and followed Hei Bai Wuchang towards the Ghost Gate.

The closer he approached the Ghost Gate, the more Ao Bing felt the fear from the soul. Faced with this feeling, Ao Bing quickly pulled his mind.

With a little hesitation, Ao Bing stepped into the Ghost Gate. In an instant, Ao Bing felt his soul being pulled in, but his body could only stay where he was.

The road ahead was chaotic and dark, and Shuntou could only see his body standing outside the Ghost Gate. He looked at the iron chain in his hand. Ao Bing was instantly pulled by the iron chain and walked forward.

"Don't think too much. When your strength has not reached Taiyi Jinxian, it is best not to think about entering the underworld with your body."

The words of Hei Wuchang came from the darkness, and Ao Bing was shocked. This was the real strength of the underworld, a place to control the cycle of reincarnation of the prehistoric creatures.

At this moment, Ao Bing was very glad that he did not believe in those novels of the prehistoric world. This is the real prehistoric world. Every top force in the prehistoric world has strong strength.

With a little bit of gratitude, Ao Bing gradually calmed down. After all, after thinking about it, he seemed to have no disrespect for the underworld.

Ao Bing didn't know how long it took to finally get out of this chaotic darkness. Looking around, he saw a huge level appearing in front of him.

At the level, a group of Yin soldiers were guarding the surroundings with serious appearances, and from time to time, there were also a group of Yin soldiers patrolling back and forth.

After looking at these Yin soldiers carefully, it was not difficult for Ao Bing to find that these Yin soldiers were not ghosts but had physical bodies. Judging from their majestic bodies, Ao Bing judged that these Yin soldiers were definitely witch clans.

When he walked to the level, Hei Bai Wuchang casually greeted the guard of the Gate of Hell, and then pulled Ao Bing from the side door to walk into the pass.

During the whole process, Ao Bing said nothing, but just watched quietly everything that was happening in front of him, and also had a deeper understanding of the strength of the underworld.

"Little Qinglong has passed the Gate of Ghost and has truly entered the underworld. You don't need to catch this iron chain."

Bai Wuchang said, the iron chain in Ao Bing's hand disappeared instantly and returned to Wuchang's hand again.

"Senior, who is here?"

Ao Bing looked at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him and the avenue that could not be seen at first sight. Although he knew where this was, he still asked Black and White Impermanence.

"Eight hundred liman Zhushahua and Huangquan Road, the Huangquan Road that walks through these eight hundred li is the Wangchuan River. There is a bridge called Naihe Bridge, and there is a stone beside the bridge called Sansheng Stone, and another stone platform is called Wangxiang Platform.

Remember that it is best not to move Manzhushahua in these eight hundred miles. Of course, you can watch it at will, but it is best not to do it."

After Hei Wuchang made some arrangements for Ao Bing, he turned around and walked forward. Bai Wuchang smiled at Ao Bing and signaled Ao Bing to follow.

Ao Bing watched teams of black and white impermanence grab the ghost and walked towards the front, but these black and white impermanence were much shorter than those who brought him.

Similarly, Ao Bing also saw some ghosts grabbing Manzhushahua. The whole ghost instantly dissipated in front of Ao Bing. The branches and leaves of Manzhushahua would dissipate into a ghost and join the original team. An extremely beautiful flower bloomed alone on the branches.

"See it! This is the best way to solve the problem of infatuated men and women in the whole world. No matter what kind of creature it is, the obsession with love is the most common one.

Obsessions are difficult to eliminate, and entanglements will lead to the cause and effect of the world. This is the best way to eliminate entanglements in this lifetime.

One person reincarnates for a lifetime, his obsession dissipates, Manzhu Shahua witheres and dies, and an indelible cause and effect disappears. Time is the best medicine in this world."

Ao Bing also sighed quietly as he listened to Bai Wuchang's words. Sure enough, time and cause and effect were repeated. With the existence of the Moon-Old Acacia Tree, of course, there would be Manzhusha in the underworld in full bloom.

"Let's go, and I'll take you to see Sansheng Stone and Wangxiangtai again. In fact, there is no need to think so much. Some things are like Manzhu Shahua, and the final outcome is the same."

Facing the rapid pace of black and white impermanence, Ao Bing sighed quietly, glanced at Manzhu Shahua in front of him, and his figure quickly walked forward.

As for why Houtu Ancestral Witch asked him to see these things, Ao Bing didn't know, and of course he didn't understand, but Ao Bing himself did not want to reach the fixed ending like Manzhu Shahua.

"Well, since you've come, let's take a look."

Ao Bing said with a wry smile, forcing himself to become a little interested in everything he is about to see.

This trip to the underworld was a failure in Ao Bing's current time and he did not get what he wanted. The attitude of the witch clan was still shrouding Ao Bing like a fog.
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