Emperor of Nine Suns

After hearing the words "Du Xu Feng", Feng Qiang's expression felt as if he had seen a ghost.

Chu Chen rolled his eyes and ignored him. This kid was too unstable.

Feng Qiang looked at his face and smiled quickly.

"It's my disciple's fault. Since my mentor has chosen Duxu Peak, Duxu Peak will definitely be the best among the seventy-two peaks. As long as the mentor goes, the disciple will follow."

Chu Chen nodded and didn't say much. To be honest, Duxu Peak did have a lot of mysteries. Even if Feng Qiang didn't get any chance to enter Duxu Peak, it would still be better than on other peaks if he was there to guide him. She agreed to let him stay with her.

boom……

The time has reached Yin hour, which is the darkest moment before dawn and the heaviest gloomy moment between heaven and earth.

Therefore, the death energy in the entire prison has reached its most violent moment.

Along with the dull loud noises, jet-black fountains of Yin Qi emerged from the void, continuously emitting waves of rich and shocking death Yin Qi towards the surroundings.

And in the midst of this overwhelming death aura, the prison door made purely of hundred-refined iron burst open.

Rays of light poured in from the open door, immediately bringing a glimmer of light into the dark prison.

Through the light that tore through the darkness, one could faintly see a group of boys and girls dressed in black filing in with stern faces. On their chests, a dark purple sky totem was particularly eye-catching.

Each momentum brings a natural sense of oppression and fierceness.

This is... the seventy-two peak disciples of Moming Sect!

The black-armored guards in the prison were immediately overjoyed when they saw this group of people, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they were receiving amnesty.

Their arrival means that the trial is coming to an end and the ordeal is about to end.

Not long after, as a dazzling light red halo ripped through the sky, the void trembled slightly, and the fountains of death yin energy that spewed out dissipated into the void one after another.

Even the dark cloud-like yin energy quickly dissipated like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and the entire prison suddenly began to gradually regain its light.

Finally made it to dawn...

Looking up at the increasingly shining red light on the horizon, the remaining monks who were still able to stand almost breathed a sigh of relief.

it's over!

All the demonic monks looked like they were surviving the disaster.

And in the shadow of the prison gate, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

This is an old man, he looks about sixty or seventy years old, with a stern and old-fashioned face, wearing a black robe, with a dazzling purple-black mountain totem embroidered on his chest.

The moment they saw the old man, everyone's breathing paused for a moment, and their expressions were filled with surprise.

In Moming Sect, only elders and above are qualified to embroider the mountain totem on their chests.

There is no doubt that the old man in front of him is an elder from the Seventy-Two Peaks.

He seemed to have come with the group of formal disciples, but he had been hiding in the shadow of the gate, and only emerged after the last trace of Yin Qi had erupted.

"Although you have endured it, it only means that your journey to the Demon Underworld Sect has just begun."

The old man in black walked up to the crowd, glanced around with a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, and nodded gently to the crowd, "The road ahead will be ten thousand times more difficult than you think. This Guitou Prison is just an appetizer!" You have to be prepared.”

All the demonic monks couldn't help but nodded.

Waving his hand slightly, the old man in black said without any nonsense, "Now, all the new disciples who can still go, follow me to choose the Mingling Mountain Peak you are about to enter!"

At this moment, almost all the new disciples had soothing smiles on their faces.

The words of the elder in black showed that they are already qualified to become disciples of the Seventy-two Peaks of the Demon Underworld Sect. Next, as long as they officially pass the selection of the Seventy-two Peaks, they can truly become disciples of the Demon Underworld Sect and become disciples of the Demon Underworld Sect. A member of the demonic monk community!

After leaving Guitou Prison, many trial disciples followed the black-clothed elder to a huge stone platform.

This stone platform covers an area of ​​several acres, with more than 70 small altars placed in sequence on it.

Each altar has a set of mysterious teleportation formations, which are covered with traces of wind and frost, exuding an ancient flavor that has passed through the years.

Next to those altars, there is almost a stone tablet half a person's height. The handwriting on it is written in detail, which is the ancient peak of the underworld corresponding to each altar, as well as the records about those ancient peaks.

The altars are arranged in an orderly manner according to the number of Earthly Demons.

As soon as they arrived at the reception platform, many disciples instantly became excited and rushed towards the seventy-two altars with a clatter.

As long as you enter the corresponding ancient peak through the teleportation array of this altar, you can select the ancient peak!

The old man in black didn't say anything during the whole process, he just looked at everything in front of him indifferently.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The Seventy-two Peaks of Moming Sect are not monolithic. There is also internal competition, and naturally there are strong and weak points.

Some ancient peaks are at the height of their power, with tens of thousands of disciples, so powerful and dominant that one ancient peak can almost compete with a powerful sect.

Some ancient peaks are depopulated, and the disciples cannot find a few elites, so they can only rely on other ancient peaks.

What's more, just like Duxu Peak, no new disciples started directly for several years or even decades. As a result, the disciples under the sect were almost cut off from generation to generation. Even the sect's unique skills could not be passed down completely. They were almost destroyed by Mo Ming. Zong was expelled.

Since you want to enter a sect, it is best to join the most powerful force in the sect. No one likes to enter a weak ancient peak and be bullied everywhere.

Therefore, as soon as the reception platform was opened, the altars represented by the relatively powerful ancient peaks became extremely lively.

In today's Demonic Sect, the most powerful ancient peaks are the Heavenly Demonic Peak and the Netherworld Peak. After decades of development, these two peaks have become extremely powerful and almost have the tendency to aspire to be the top of all the peaks.

If any one of them is independent, it is almost equivalent to a first-class Demon Sect.

Therefore, the largest number of disciples remain on the altars of these two peaks, and almost half of the people come here for these two ancient peaks.

In addition to these two peaks, some other relatively powerful ancient peaks such as the Great Demonic Peak, the Giant Blood Peak, the Sound Killing Peak and other second-rate forces are also crowded with people.

Of course, there are also some altars in ancient peaks that are empty of visitors and no one cares about them at all.

For example, crossing Xu Peak!