There is no sun, moon, stars, and even the ground in a secret space in the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

In this gray area, six monks flew over, and the leader was a fierce monk. This man could not tell his age, and he looked no different from a mortal. But how could mortals fly in the air? This was clearly the point where the cultivation level reached a point of return to nature, which could only be achieved by monks in the ascension stage.

Next to this person is an old woman, who looks no different from a mortal. The four people behind these two have their cultivation levels in the late stage of the God of the God.

The six people flew for more than an hour, and the old woman suddenly stopped, raised her right hand and made a stopping action.

The fierce-looking monk said, "Junior Sister Ge, have you found the clue?"

The old woman said, "I have some feelings, you know that in order to avoid letting other sects know about this, this sect ruins all connections. Only those who have practiced the Wanhua Netherworld Art will have a little sense of sensitivity. However, here the Netherworld True Qi is a little dissipated and often makes mistakes. We have already made mistakes six times just now."

The fierce-looking monk said, "It's okay, we just need to look for it slowly."

The old woman closed her eyes and released her spiritual consciousness. After a moment, her body suddenly sank down and quickly flew to the left. The fierce-looking monk raised his hand and led the remaining four people to follow him.

After about half an hour, the old woman stopped again and looked around. This time, the fierce-looking monk seemed to be a little moved.

The old woman stretched out her hand and a small banner appeared in her hand. She shook the banner and immediately turned into two feet in size. A skull was carved on it.

The old woman was muttering something, and the skull suddenly made a sharp and shrill cry. After half a cup of tea, the shrill cry slowly stopped.

When the fierce-looking monk saw this, he shook his head, his eyes slightly disappointed, and suddenly, the skull flew out in a small way!

The old woman looked happy and said, "The response from my Ten Thousand Ghost Banner is so great that the Netherworld True Qi here is very strong. This is not the same place, but it must be near that place."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a green flame spewing out of the skull's mouth. In a blink of an eye, the green flame swallowed up a range of thousands of miles.

Just in this green flame, a black light suddenly appeared, appearing and disappearing.

The fierce-looking monk showed a look of surprise on his face and asked tentatively: "But this?"

The old woman nodded and said, "No, it's here."

The fierce-looking monk turned around and said to the late stage monk in the God-Stage: "As soon as Mr. Ge's orders, prepare to set up the Netherworld Demon Flame Array."

The old woman didn't care about these things at all, just muttering words. The ten thousand ghosts were shining brightly, and evil ghosts flew out.

This name is the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and the evil spirits flying out seem to be endless. These evil spirits enter the green flame and merge with the green flame. The green flames immediately flourish, and the black light becomes more and more obvious.

"You two occupy the upper Zhen position and Qian position. You two occupy the upper Xun position and Kun position. Zhen position reaches Qian position. The magic power moves forward, the Xun position reaches Kun position, the magic power reverses, and the formation is set up!" the old woman shouted.

These four people did not dare to neglect and set up the formation as they said. The fierce-looking monk was also muttering words, and a few times of puff, it turned into three heads and six arms. However, these three heads and six arms were quite different from Yan Chihuo. Except for himself, the rest were all phantoms.

He held six treasures with his six arms, namely a black short sword, a shining blue sword, a jade tower with flying flames, a flawless white jade brick, a golden zipline and an ancient bronze mirror.

I saw him pinching his fingers and six rays of light shot into the green flames.

The old woman said, "Everyone maintains the current mana input, don't be too fast. You must know that this time we have taken a long time, so don't be able to stop the mana. Otherwise, this matter will be unsuccessful. The winner and defeat of the Sun Yang Kingdom and Yunqing Palace will be decided that day. If we want to wait for such an opportunity, it won't take many years."

The four late-stage monks of the Congnation God responded. The fierce-looking monk said, "Junior Sister Ge, don't worry, our palace master also knows how to divine Yin and Yang. Before coming, he made a fortune. This matter was already auspicious."

The old woman said, "Although that's the case, the divination matter is too ethereal and cannot be too relied on."

As the mana increases, the green flames gather together, getting smaller and smaller, and finally they are all wrapped in the black light.

More than an hour later, the black light still did not change. The fierce-looking monk said, "Junior Sister Ge, why is there no movement?"

The old woman said, "It's been early. What did the palace master say before coming?"

The fierce-looking monk was stunned and said, "The Palace Master said that it may take several years or even decades for us to prepare enough elixirs."

The old woman said, "If the task is completed, it will take at least one or two years for us."

The fierce-looking monk was shocked and said, "No wonder this time, the palace gave us so many elixirs. If I had known this, it would be better to bring more people."

Although this fierce-looking monk said this, he knew in his heart that in order to restrain the royal family of Tianyang Kingdom, it was already the limit to let the six of them come out to do this.

The four cultivators in the late stage of the Congregation God complained secretly. Even the cultivators in the Ascension stage could not bear it, let alone them.

The fierce-looking monk seemed to have noticed something and said to the four monks: "Don't be lazy, I tell you the truth. This mission is only allowed to succeed, not fail. If it fails, I and you Mr. Ge will lose a thousand years of Taoism. Think about the consequences you will face when you come."

The four monks hurriedly said, "Don't worry, two uncles, we will do our best."

One of them said carefully: "Uncle Master, what if we do our best, we will not succeed?"

The fierce-looking monk sneered and said, "I just want the result, no matter what you do. As long as you fail, you can weigh it yourself."

The four monks all smiled bitterly. Knowing that this uncle was famous and unreasonable, they had to pinch their noses and accept it.

The old woman said again: "Don't worry, this matter has been deduced countless times. As long as you do what I said, you will not fail. Also, if this matter is successful, my uncle Qiu and I will guarantee that you will enter the ghost pool to clean your body once."

The four monks were happy again when they heard this and said, "Thank you, two uncles."
Chapter completed!