Five Immortals Gate

A transparent figure, more ghostly than a ghost, suddenly appeared in the cave at a certain moment. His body completely turned into a piece of dark blue here, perfectly blending with the surroundings.

The transparent figure rushed to the vortex that no "person" had entered for many years almost the moment he appeared in the cave, and stepped in without hesitation.

At the same time, a subtle wave appeared directly in front of the gray vortex with his step, separating the vortex from the team of ghosts.

At this moment, the man had fully exerted his cultivation to the extreme, and at the same time, he tried his best to use several secret arts. At this time, his cultivation had reached the strength comparable to the fusion realm in a short period of time.

This also made it necessary for a strong person above the fusion realm to sense the fluctuations brought by his secret art...

The moment the secret art was activated, the man was like a moth to a flame, and he threw himself into the gray vortex without a sound!

No ghosts noticed that the gray vortex had a slight fluctuation at the critical moment, but it was completely blocked by a thin layer of something that was close to the gray vortex.

Even the evil ghosts closest to the gray vortex did not sense that there was anything that appeared here to isolate their perception.

They guard here every day, and they cannot stare at the gray vortex all day long. Of course, they will take action only when they rely on various perceptions to judge that there is something abnormal...

Almost at the same time, in a certain underground, Qing Ye suddenly woke up, his face was a little blue.

The "Higanbana" had been thrown out by him, and a "channel" was directly hit in the nearby soil. Under the suppression of his powerful cultivation, the pain in his body receded like a tide.

And he saw that the monster had exploded and died at a glance.

"What's going on..."

Qing Ye was panting heavily, his chest was still rising and falling violently, he tried his best to endure the discomfort in his body, and a spell in his hand was immediately sacrificed.

Then a thin chain flew out from his fingertips in an instant.

But after it flew out less than an inch from the body, the thin chain was like a headless fly, and the end that stretched out kept shaking, but it stopped moving forward.

Qingye's face became a little ugly. The transparent monster didn't even leave a trace of soul.

This made his idea of ​​detaining the other party's soul and finding out what the reason was, but it was just like that.

"Hmph!"

Qingye immediately retracted the spell, and the thin chain was like a spirit snake, and with a "swoosh", it quickly retracted into his fingertips.

Qingye was a little annoyed in his heart. He was probably a little dazed for about a breath and a half just now.

Otherwise, with his cultivation, at such a close distance, even if the monster exploded its soul, he could still catch some of the broken souls, and there was still hope to get some information.

So he was a little annoyed. Why did he go to get the "Bianhua" first instead of attacking the monster first? Obviously, he didn't know that someone was calculating the greed of "human heart".

The monster took advantage of the moment when he lost control and decisively chose to self-destruct. Qingye knew that it was not caused by his breath.

The more noble or weird the blood of the monster is, the more unruly they are in their bones. After being controlled by him, the monster already knew that it could never escape again.

So when his life span was stripped away and his breath loosened, the other party got a fleeting opportunity and immediately chose to self-destruct and die.

But Qingye still didn't know that someone had already prevented his move, and that person was also afraid that his calculation would go wrong.

So he had already kept a backup plan. Even if Qingye could catch the soul of the snow mosquito, or even if the snow mosquito could not self-destruct, Qingye would only get a blank soul like a newborn baby.

At that time, Qingye was stunned for a moment, but he did not doubt it afterwards, because under normal circumstances, this snow mosquito was just an egg that had hatched and had been growing here.

So its soul was blank and pure, just like the beginning of the world, and he did not feel suspicious...

Qingye's face was livid, and he did not stop at all, grabbing and pulling in the air underground.

The next moment, a short, shriveled ghost appeared in his hand, and the ghost's slender limbs kept waving.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

When he was walking on the ground just now, he was suddenly pulled down by an invisible force without any warning.

"If you move again, I will destroy your soul! Go, bring that flower back to me."

Just as the shriveled ghost's limbs were waving, the invisible force suddenly loosened, and he finally recovered. When he was about to curse, he heard an extremely cold voice.

As the shrunken ghost opened his mouth, he looked up and saw a figure with an endless coldness on his side, standing there with a sullen face.

"You... Lord... Lord, yes!"

He was also very smart, and he quickly changed his words at the critical moment. With his identity, he certainly didn't know the emperor here.

But the level of oppression emanating from the other party made him immediately aware of his situation. That was the breath that only high-level ghosts had.

The shrunken ghost immediately obeyed, and then turned his head quickly, and saw the "Higanbana" embedded in the mud in the distance. Of course, he knew this thing, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"A thousand-year-old 'Higanbana'!"

A look of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes, but that was all. His movements were not slow at all.

His body quickly merged into the soil. He saw that it was a "Higanbana" without roots and stems, inserted horizontally there.

Such a "Higanbana" certainly had no harm, and it was also a very precious material, but he didn't know why it appeared here in this state?

And he didn't understand why this adult didn't take it himself, but asked him to take it!

After a few breaths, Qingye threw the shriveled ghost out again. He looked at the "Higanbana" in his hand, and a strange look appeared on his face.

At this time, this "Higanbana" had no problems at all, and the shriveled ghost gave it to him so easily.

"This is strange? Is there any way to pick the 'Higanbana' in a sealed state and then keep it forever..."

This "Higanbana" no longer took away their lifespan, and completely recovered to the normal state of the "Higanbana" after being picked.

This made Qingye puzzled and immediately began to think. Soon he thought of the transparent monster and those withered "Higanbana".

If there is a secret technique for the "Higanbana" left here, it can be preserved for a long time, but for the young beasts, their little ability may not be able to break the secret technique on the "Higanbana".

Or there is another situation, that is, only the growing "Higanbana" can be useful to this kind of monster?

So the other party let these "Higanbana" be gathered together, still maintaining a state similar to before being picked, and then being absorbed by this monster bit by bit.

Only in this situation will the scene in front of him appear, and it can be explained.

And how could Qingye know that someone could re-wrap the petals of the "Underworld River" water, cut them apart and pour out the water, and at the same time resist the swallowing of the water.

Then he maintained such a strange state, which made him dazed for a short time.

Qingye had never heard of such a sealing method, even though he was already a Hades Emperor, otherwise he would not have seen such a thing before!

As for those withered "Higanbana", they directly used a secret technique called "Withering" to accelerate their death...

In a palace, there was nothing around, only at the end of the deep palace, there was a row of stone houses.

In one of the rooms, there were four monks sitting cross-legged, and the breath on their bodies was flowing...

They were all dressed in black Taoist clothes, and they sat in four directions, and in the center of the circle they surrounded, there was a mirror standing up.

Not only did the mirror not reflect any surrounding scenery, but there was heavy gray fog inside, which was moving gently and slowly, but the speed was almost in a static state.

Just as the four monks were meditating with their eyes closed, the gray mist in the mirror suddenly surged violently.

Then it suddenly dispersed to the surroundings, and then it was faintly visible, as if a figure flashed, and someone stepped out of it.

The four black-robed monks sitting in four directions opened their eyes almost at the same time, and they immediately saw an old man with a somewhat hideous face and a skinny body standing there.

As soon as the hideous and skinny old man appeared, he immediately looked around. Seeing that the four people around him were looking at him, the hideous old man did not speak.

His face was wooden, but he quietly moved his body to one side of the mirror, and at the same time, a pair of sinister eyes swept over the four people.

"Master Chihan, why are you here?"

Both sides were only briefly calm, and the four black-robed monks stood up one after another. One of them immediately asked with a very respectful attitude.

Li Yan kept his expression unchanged, but he was always alert to his surroundings, especially the space passage on his side that could lead to the first floor of Shura Prison.

The moment he saw the four black-robed monks, he quickly judged their reactions and how he should respond appropriately.

From the aura emanating from these four people, Li Yan got the result in just a moment, four Yuanying Realm monks.

Although the aura of the four people was cold, Li Yan could be sure that they were definitely living cultivators, and they were all human cultivators.

Li Yan couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but he was still worried that someone would suddenly chase him in the mirror behind him.

His back was actually still a little wet at this moment. It seemed that everything was so smooth, but every link here contained Li Yan's accumulation for a long time.

He used all the information and means accumulated in the early stage, "Bianhua", "Nether River", the distribution of the Netherworld strongmen guarding Luohun Mountain, etc., plus his painstaking calculations one by one, which almost made Li Yan rack his brains.