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After entering the Nether Mountain, no one has ever returned.

Therefore, everyone is very afraid of Nether Mountain. No creature dared to move about hundreds of miles around the mountain.

I haven't even seen a village.

What can be seen is barrenness and silence, and the central point, the general dead mountain.

The chaotic figure fell from the void.

Xu Zimo's feet just stepped on this piece of heaven and earth, and endless aura of death surged towards him.

To destroy his whole person.

The body is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and I am afraid it will be reduced to bones soon.

A leaf floated from the tree of life in Xu Zimo's body, blocking all these dead energy.

He was able to walk towards Nether Mountain with peace of mind.

After walking for more than ten minutes, no one was seen, and people even felt lonely as a lonely ghost.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, Xu Zimo looked up at Nether Mountain.

The mountain is not high, but the shape of five fingers stands tall, and the ancient atmosphere is permeated.

"The bones are in sorrow,

The road of life and death leads to the netherworld. "

Just like a few words written in black splash ink, they were engraved on the stone tablet in front.

"Don't ask for nothing in the world,

Under the fantasy sea, the sky is reunited. "

I don't know who engraved these words. The climbing path is irregular steps.

As soon as Xu Zimo stood up, a powerful force suddenly bounced him out.

"Only the dead can walk in the netherworld," a majestic voice came from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, there was endless lifelessness, like a floating mist, I have seen the whole world enveloped.

The death aura grew thicker and thicker, and even in the end, a yin wind blew, and the figure of a yin soldier and general loomed in the yin wind.

The howling wind is like the howl of a person.

Xu Zimo didn't speak, the tree of life was reduced countless times in the palm of his hand, spinning in the palm of his hand.

The rich life aura exudes, this life aura is much stronger than death.

When it appeared, it was directly annihilated.

"It's really annoying," a hoarse voice came from the walkway of Nether Mountain.

In the next moment, two messengers wearing black robes and holding sickles came out of the void.

Without saying anything, they killed Xu Zimo directly.

With a wave of his hand, Xu Zimo burst out two random swords, directly beheading them.

But the next moment, the bodies of these two messengers split into four.

As if there is no end to killing, four become eight, eight become sixteen, and sixteen become thirty-two.

Xu Zimo said coldly: "Absolute strength cannot be compensated by quantity."

With endless sword energy all over his body, he walked up the path of Nether Mountain step by step.

No matter how many envoys next to him split into several, they will be instantly murdered by the sword aura, even if they are tens of thousands, they cannot get one step closer to Xu Zimo.

Walking up the mountain path again, there was still a strong force trying to push him out, but Xu Zimo was prepared this time.

Constantly resisting his own strength, he walked upward step by step.

After walking for a while, the black robe envoy behind him also disappeared, until halfway up the mountain, he met an old man.

The old man leaned on a smooth boulder, holding a hook in each hand.

At this moment, I was grinding the hook, carefully wiping it.

Xu Zimo's figure stopped beside him, and the old man wiped the hook very rhythmically.

After watching it for a long time, it will give people an unpredictable feeling.

Finally, the old man stopped his movements, smiled and looked at Xu Zimo, and said: "I have been famous for a long time, I see it today."

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Win the hook," just listened to the old man's reply.

"One of the nine mountain ghosts," Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

Among the nine great mountain ghosts, he only met two people, Kui and Qiangqiang. Although this Yinggou was one of them, it was the first time the two met.

"Your mountain ghost is a ghost?" Xu Zimo asked.

"We only take orders from Lord Doomsday," Yinggou said, shaking his head.

As if he knew Xu Zimo's doubts, he explained: "I was ordered to guard the entrance of Nether Mountain and prevent the ghosts from leaving the forbidden area."

"What is your purpose?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You have to ask Master Doomsday," Ying said with a smile.

"I just didn't expect that the respected driver would come to this forbidden area."

"Where is the entrance to the forbidden area?" Xu Zimo asked.

"On the Nether City on Nether Mountain, the gates will naturally open at midnight," Yinggou said.

Xu Zimo nodded and walked straight along the mountain road.

"Does Zunjia want to leave the Ghost God Realm?" Yinggou said suddenly as Xu Zimo left.

"What?" Xu Zimo turned his head and replied.

"We have a way to let you go," Yinggou said.

"As for the conditions, you need a promise."

"There is no promise, and you don't need your help," Xu Zimo refused directly.

"I know that there is a great saint guarding the road, but with your current strength, you can't do without the ghost gods," Yinggou continued.

"Even the Great Sage, it won't help."

"This is not something you care about, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Xu Zimo said lightly.

"I'm here in Nether Mountain. When did you figure it out, please find me at any time," Ying Gou smiled.

"Is that what you meant?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The command of the lord of the thousand plagues," Yinggou said truthfully.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then continued to walk up the mountain, and the sound of Yinggou wiping the hook came from behind.

Climb to the top of Nether Mountain.

Xu Zimo saw a city, a city drifting in the darkness, dead and silent like a ghost city.

It's just that it's daytime. When you walk through the city, it's like the reflection of a mirage, and your body will go straight through.

Xu Zimo didn't worry, and just sat there waiting.

From the afternoon until late at night.

Finally, as the night darkened, the city became more and more solid and lifelike.

In the end, with a "boom" sound of the city gate opening, Nether City...opened.

Two ghosts stood at the gate of the city, looking inside, it was very lively.

Xu Zimo entered the city, but no one stopped him. The streets seemed to be celebrating the Ghost Festival. People were wearing ghost masks and most of the things they sold were related to the underworld.

"The last time the book is connected, the **** of the Protoss race has fought with Lord Ghost King for hundreds of rounds, and in the end he was defeated and defeated."

Xu Zimo heard the sound, turned his head and looked around, only to see that there is a storyteller in this ghost town.

At the entrance of the gate, shouts came from time to time, which caught people's attention.

Xu Zimo walked up to the tower, found a place to sit down.

But when those people saw him, they all dodged, unwilling to sit with him.

"Old man, don't listen to today's story, wait until tomorrow," someone said.

"It's really bad luck, another foreigner."