True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 668: The Thousand-Foot Ink Mountain

"What a huge mountain, as high and steep as the Mingshen Peak in my hometown in the South Region." The bald man couldn't help but think of a huge mountain in his hometown. He had never been back since he left the South Region thirty years ago.

He liked to raise spiritual insects since he was a child. One day, he went to Mingshen Peak to catch spiritual insects and found a cave ruins by chance.

He got an ancient book on insect control in it. He practiced it with joy, but the insect control he practiced was basically a killing technique. Over time, his character became bloodthirsty.

Soon, he was identified as an evil cultivator and became a member of the evil cultivator list of Zhongyuan Continent, calling himself the Flying Insect Venerable.

He was an evil cultivator, and the world was his home, or he had no home at all. It was not until he met the Shadow Master of the Shadow Organization and recruited him into the Shadow Organization that he found the taste of "home".

There are many evil cultivators like him in the Shadow Organization. Each has its own weirdness and evil methods. Therefore, everyone is not surprised, and they don't see evil as evil. Just like Tie Lian, who is like a brother to him.

"It would be great if such a big puppet could be made, it would be invincible." Tie Lian looked up at the huge inky mountain and said.

This man who was born unable to count, after a lot of effort, can only count to one, two, three. His wish is to be the most powerful puppet, to prove to the world that he is not a "stupid kid".

"It turns out that most of the writing power in this space is used on this mountain. No wonder I only encountered Mo Hu blocking my way along the way." Qianmiangui said.

Qianmiangui took out the previous magic jade pendant again, and with a little mana, a solid magic vortex appeared on the surface of the magic jade pendant, and it hummed.

"Under this mountain is the place where the demon spirits are hidden. There may be demon patterns left behind thousands of years ago. However, I guess there must be a powerful demon suppressed under this mountain." Qianmiangui said while looking at the ten thousand feet black mountain in front of him.

"Just now, a hundred feet black tiger had such a powerful attack power. This ten thousand feet black mountain must have hundreds of times the power of the black tiger." Thinking of this, the bald man took a breath.

"Is there really a powerful demon suppressed under this mountain? If so, the demon must be very powerful." Tielian was surprised.

"You two stay here. Don't move without my order. I'll go over and see what secrets are hidden under this black mountain." Qianmiangui said.

Qianmiangui was meticulous. He was afraid that the bald man and Tielian would accidentally trigger the formation restriction on the ten thousand feet black mountain opposite, which would backfire. Then it would be very difficult to successfully complete the task of finding the demon pattern.

After all, in terms of cultivation and means, the ghost in front is much better than the bald man and the iron-faced man.

Thousand-faced ghost Zhang San's pair of small eyes like yellow beans turned, and he thought to himself: "I am an actor, and also a killer walking in the dark. No one can hide my whereabouts better than me."

Mysterious confidence is also the confidence of a killer.

Next, the Thousand-faced Ghost threw the Seven Evil Ghost Banner in his hand in front of him.

The Seven Evil Ghost Banner spun around and hung in the air opposite, with clusters of light golden ghost runes flowing on the surface.

Thousand-faced Ghost Zhang San pinched the ghost magic formula with both hands, and dark spiritual light intertwined on his fingertips.

After a while, the aura around him changed, whoosh, his body turned into a black stream of light and disappeared into the ghost banner.

"Puff".

A large group of black ghost fog rose from the surface of the Seven Evil Ghost Banner, jubilantly. It seemed to welcome his master back to the team.

Soon, the Seven Evil Ghost Banner was completely hidden in the ghost fog.

The next moment, the black ghost fog disappeared, and the Seven Evil Ghost Banner disappeared out of thin air.

The Seven Evil Ghost Banner is a rare magic weapon with both wind and earth attributes. Its wind escape power can completely hide itself in the wind. Unless you have a strong sense of ghosts, it is not easy to find the existence of the Seven Evil Ghost Banner.

At present, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Zhang San used the Seven Evil Ghost Banner's wind escape secret technique to hide his body.

At this moment, he was approaching the huge Moshan Mountain opposite like an invisible big bird.

Soon, at the foot of Moshan Mountain, there was a faint transparent water-like wave in the void, and a ghost banner appeared and disappeared in the water-like wave, and the Thousand-Faced Ghost was hidden in it.

Elusive, thousands of people with thousands of faces.

Observing from a close distance, the majesty of Moshan is even more amazing, the endless dark color, like an endless night.

Looking closely, the surface of Moshan is scattered with countless Confucian seal characters. However, those Confucian seal characters are also black, so they are not easy to be noticed from a distance.

One by one, rows of seal characters flow continuously, and the surface of the entire mountain is like a huge book of heaven.

The careful Thousand Faces Ghost found that most of the seal characters on the surface of the Ink Mountain converged to one location like a long river flowing into the sea.

"The power of the Ink Mountain is constantly poured into one place, most likely there is a demon there?"

Thinking in his heart, the Thousand Faces Ghost urged the Seven Evil Ghost Banner to hide in that direction.

After half an incense stick of time, the Thousand Faces Ghost could already feel a huge demon power nearby. It was surging and hot, but also limited.

If it weren't for the suppression of the huge Ink Mountain, this powerful demon power would probably rise to the sky like a volcanic eruption.

Sure enough, after the Thousand Faces Ghost sneaked for a distance, he found the source of the demon power.

"What is this? Is it a demon?"

An unknown object with purple magic lines emitting from its surface was suppressed under the Black Mountain.

What the Thousand-Faced Ghost saw was only a corner of this thing, which was huge.

As the Thousand Faced Ghost got closer and closer, the thing became clearer and clearer.

"It looks like a finger, so the whole thing looks like an arm! An arm is hundreds of feet tall. The owner of this arm must have a body of thousands of feet." Thousand-faced Ghost exclaimed.

Going further, the Thousand-Faced Ghost was seen.

It was a huge head, the head of a giant. The giant wore a purple demonic war helmet with the pattern of a wolf engraved on it.

Although the surface of the helmet was covered with dust, it still could not hide the sharp edge of the wolf pattern, the faint purple light, the bloody mouth and hooked teeth, and the wild and ferocious look.

The giant's face was covered with wolf-like gray hair. The eyes were closed, half-hidden by the messy gray hair on his face.

"Before coming here, the Shadow Master said that a thousand years ago, the Demon Clan of the Western Region sent three demon generals to participate in the war with the Northern Region. Before, Xu Yang and I entered the Five Buddha Vajra Formation and met the Demon Generals there. "Rong Lu". The person suppressed under Mo Mountain is undoubtedly one of the remaining two demon generals. It seems that his demon spirit is still very powerful." The Thousand Faced Ghost immediately made a judgment. .

At this moment, only one arm and head of this huge demon general were exposed outside Mo Mountain, and the rest of the body parts were suppressed under Mo Mountain.

Ripples formed in the void, and a black ghost mist emerged. As soon as the ghost mist subsided, Zhang San, the thousand-faced ghost, appeared.

The Thousand-faced Ghost quietly came to the giant head, secretly collected his mana, and tried to send a message: "Big man, are you still awake?"

"Who are you?" After a moment, the giant replied intermittently. But his eyes were still closed, maybe because he had been sleeping for thousands of years and was used to keeping his eyes closed.

"Sure enough, he still has half a breath, and he has been suppressed for thousands of years without dying. This guy's vitality is really terrifying." Thousand-faced Ghost marveled in his heart.

Thousand-faced Ghost turned his palm and took out the purple demon jade pendant again.

As soon as the magic power was activated, the demon spirit jade pendant trembled, and the demon patterns on its surface continued to flow, and then it shot out a purple magic swirling light and landed on the tip of the opposite demon general's nose.

With a snap, a clear mark of the magic swirl mark appeared.

The tip of the Demon General's nose suddenly moved, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, with a purple gem-like luster in his eyes, as sharp as an animal.

He stared at the demon jade pendant in Thousand Faced Ghost's hand for a long time, glanced at Thousand Faced Ghost again, and then asked eagerly: "Are you sent by Lord Demon? How come you have Lord Demon with you in your hand?" The demon jade pendant that I carry? Is the omnipotent Demon Lord here too? If I can see the Demon Lord again, my Demon General "Uda" will die in peace."

After saying that, Demon General Wu Da frowned and twisted his neck. He put one hand on the ground, as if crawling out from under the Mo Mountain.

"Rumble." There was a sound like rolling thunder.

Instantly, light golden seal characters emanated from the surface of Mo Mountain, and the power of the formation increased sharply by three points.

With a pop, the arm held up by Demon General Wu Da went limp.

The power of Mo Mountain rumbled down, seeming to move further down than before. This left Demon General Ouda below with almost no room to move.

"This damn thing has oppressed me for a thousand years. If I hadn't been injured before, I would have jumped up and crushed him." Demon General Wu Da said unconvinced.

After confirming the identity of the other party, Thousand Faced Ghost felt happy. His mission could probably be completed. The clues to the magic pattern may be on this demon general.

"Demon General Uda, the omnipotent Demon Lord you call me, sent me here to find you. The Demon Lord's current identity is the Shadow Master of the Shadow Organization, and I am a member of the Shadow Organization. You You can call me Thousand-Faced Ghost." Thousand-Faced Ghost said and waved the demon jade pendant in his hand in front of the giant's eyes.

"Thousand-faced Ghost, it seems that you should be from the Northern Territory. In any case, as long as you serve the Lord Demon Lord, you are not my enemy, Uda." Demon General Uda said.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost already knew that the Shadow Lord was the Demon Lord. In the eyes of the Thousand-Faced Ghost, the Shadow Master is more to his liking than the so-called respectable and decent people in the Northern Territory.

There are no restraints. You can do whatever you want. Be a free actor and a free evil cultivator.

The important thing is that the Shadow Master once promised him something, which for Thousand-faced Ghost is almost his greatest wish in life. And the Shadow Master did what he said, which was equivalent to helping the Thousand Faced Ghost fulfill his wish.

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