At this moment, thousands of miles away from the Qing Xuan Mountain Range, the towering mountain peak, the Ghost Shadow Peak.
This was the place where demonic experts gathered when the demonic sects were plotting something important.
It was still filled with ghostly qi and poisonous snakes and centipedes.
In the middle of the towering mountains, a few black shadows were faintly discernible. Their concealment skills were extremely good. If one's eyesight was not strong, they would definitely not be able to see their figures.
After a while, one of the black shadows withdrew his gaze from the direction of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion. He raised his eyebrows and said excitedly,"Gui Wu, immediately send a message to our Sect Master. Tell him that the disciples of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion have already set off from the bottom of Qing Xuan Mountain and are heading to the trial mystic realm, the Three Sovereigns 'Ruins.”
"Is the news accurate, Ghost Raven?" A black shadow at the side questioned.
"It's absolutely true. The beautiful woman leading the group is the number one disciple of the current generation of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion, Bai Jingqiu!”
Hearing this, the black figure named Gui Wu by his side nodded. His left hand formed a seal and black smoke rose from his body. In an instant, it turned into a dense black fog and disappeared.
"There's no need to monitor this place anymore. Let's retreat!”The Ghost King Sect expert named Ghost Crow ordered.
After three breaths, the few black figures concealed themselves and completely disappeared from the mountain range.
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Poisonous miasma was everywhere, and illusions were wreaking havoc. This was the Lost Abyss.
This was a desolate area in the north region of the Xuan Qi Continent. Ghost Qi was lingering around it, and there was no life.
If ordinary people were unlucky enough to step into it, they would either lose their minds in the illusion and become crazy, or they would be killed instantly by the poisonous miasma.
Even if a warrior with a cultivation base entered, he would have to use his Body-protection Celestial Chi to protect himself at all times. Moreover, he could not maintain it for too long. When his Celestial Chi was exhausted, he would still have a slim chance of survival.
Even in the center of the barren land that was filled with ghost energy, poisonous miasma, and illusions, there was still a winding green river!
If one counted carefully, one would realize that the river had bent nine times. Nine Songs. And this river was called the Yellow Springs.
At the bottom of the Yellow Spring River, there was a magnificent building with a ghastly aura. Yan Luo Dian.
Above the city gate below the city wall, three blood-red words were carved: Ghost King Sect!
The Ghost King Sect was like Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, a first-rate sect that had stood for thousands of years and was also one of the big sects of the Devil Dao.
Unlike other sects, the Ghost King Sect didn't gather in the hall to discuss matters. Instead, they sat in a pool of blood.
The blood pool had been there for thousands of years, and it was bottomless! The surface of the pool was bubbling, and the blood was constantly churning. From time to time, one could hear the unwilling roars of the dead souls. The scene was quite terrifying.
In the past thousand years, at least tens of thousands of orthodox disciples had been killed by the Ghost King Sect. Then, all their blood had been drained into this blood pool. Finally, their souls had been stripped and refined into ghost slaves. It was simply inhuman.
As a result, the smell of blood filled the hall of the Ghost King Sect, and the roars of the vengeful spirits were endless.
At the edge of the blood pool, there were nine black figures standing there. Their bodies were enveloped in ghost qi, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
However, he could easily feel the evil aura emitted by these nine black shadows. They were like ghosts from the underworld, soul-stirring.
In the center of the blood pool, not far from the Ghost King Sect Master, a ghost mist quietly condensed and finally turned into a black figure.
"Ghostly Mist, do you have any new information? This king is already a little impatient!" The Ghost King Sect Master said coldly when he saw the black shadow appear in the blood pool.
"Sect Master, the disciples of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion have already set off from the foot of Qing Xuan Mountain half an incense stick of time ago and are heading for the trial mystic realm, the Three Emperors 'Ruins.”
"The leader of Ghost Raven also said that among the disciples this time, there is also the number one genius of the younger generation of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion, Bai Jing Qiu!”
The Ghost King Sect disciple named Ghost Mist reported truthfully.
Inside the blood pool of the Ghost King Hall, the group of Ghost King Sect experts revealed thought-provoking smiles when they learned that Bai Jing Qiu was also inside. The evil eyes of the experts were filled with a sinister light.
"The heavens are helping me! This time, there's a lot to be done, it's even more interesting ah hehe "
"That's right. Leader Gui Sha is the number one genius of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion!”
"A daughter of the heavens is right. This way, it will be even more interesting. I also want the daughter of the number one person of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion to give birth to a nest of little ghosts for our Ghost King Sect! Hehehe!"
The blood pool was filled with laughter.
However, the Ghost King Sect Master's face was cold, and a dim light flashed in his red and green eyes. He cursed in a low voice,"Hmph, that's all you've got!" No wonder our demonic path has so few talents and is always suppressed by the righteous path sects!”
The Ghost King Sect Master's voice was not loud, but after two breaths, all the Ghost King Sect's experts in the blood pool fell silent.
A moment later, an enchanting voice suddenly sounded beside the Ghost King Sect Master.
"Sect Master, no matter what, we have to destroy this good seedling of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion this time. In the end, we have to turn her into a ghost slave to disgust those orthodox sects. This move could not only deal a blow to the morale of the orthodox sects, but it could also destroy their Dao hearts, making it difficult for the disciples of Qingxuan Sword Garret to advance in their martial cultivation. It was killing two birds with one stone!”
Hearing this, the Ghost King withdrew his cold aura and closed his red and green eyes. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice,""Yes!"
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