Chapter 311 Nether Sect

hum!

The golden lotus swallowing the sky is dazzling and shimmering with golden haze, which binds those souls, and has a mysterious power, and begins to extract the memory in the soul.

Ordinary people, even if they are strong in the princely realm, have gathered their martial arts primordial spirit, and they do not dare to arbitrarily absorb the memories of other people's souls.

But Ling Xiao didn't have such concerns. Swallowing the golden lotus to refine everything could remove the original imprint in the soul. Therefore, although Ling Xiao was checking the memories of Mo Wuji and others, it would not affect the purity of his soul.

The soul memories of those assassins, like scenes, slowly emerged in Ling Xiao's mind, clearly visible from their birth, cultivating martial arts, getting married and having children... even the moment before their death.

"This underworld is so mysterious?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He saw that these golden assassins in the master realm, and even the heaven-level assassins in the heaven and human realm, although they were absorbed into the underworld, they just accepted the task, got commissions for revenge, and would be killed by the underworld. Controlled by secret methods, but they don't know the origin of the underworld at all.

Although their soul memory is cumbersome, there is very little useful information about the underworld.

Click!

The souls of those assassins, after being extracted by Ling Xiao's memory, were swept away by the swallowing golden lotus and shattered in an instant, turning into strands of the purest energy, which were refined by the swallowing golden lotus and merged into Ling Xiao's primordial spirit. , gradually increasing.

Ling Xiao's gaze finally fell on Mo Wuji's soul.

The soul body is a very illusory existence, which cannot be seen by the naked eye.

Therefore, Mo Wuji's soul can only be perceived by Ling Xiao's martial arts primordial spirit. It is a black illusory figure with a very ferocious face. It is exactly what Mo Wuji looks like, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes full of resentment. .

But the power of the soul is too weak, it is bound by the swallowing golden lotus, and it is difficult to break free.

hum!

A trace of Jinxia's primordial spirit descended, and he began to extract Mo Wuji's soul memory, trying to find out the real secrets of the underworld.

Ling Xiao had a hunch in his heart that the underworld's idea of ​​daring to attack the Dragon Veins of the Eight Wildernesses must be very important, and the hidden power behind it should be incomparably astonishing.

But when Ling Xiao extracted Mo Wuji's memory,

A vast and powerful force suddenly awakened from Mo Wuji's soul.

Boom!

Mo Wuji's soul exploded into pieces in an instant, and in the endless void, there seemed to be a figure with a terrifying breath, his eyes glowed like electricity, and a monstrous ghost energy emanated from his body, as if it came from the Nine Serenities Hell. Ghost King.

"Who? Dare to kill my Nether Sect disciple?"

The cold voice sounded, and the figure turned out to be transformed by the power of the primordial spirit. It came from the sky in an instant, and shot towards Ling Xiao's eyebrows, with a cold murderous intent, trying to kill Ling Xiao's primordial spirit.

"A mere imprint of the primordial spirit, dare to be wild to me?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit in the sea of ​​​​knowledge sat cross-legged in the void, illuminating the sky and the earth, and a vast and unparalleled force came to suppress the figure.

Boom!

Although the figure is strong, it is the brand of the primordial spirit of a strong man. If it is an ordinary soul, it will definitely be crushed by it, but he never thought that Ling Xiao actually condensed the primordial spirit of martial arts.

Immediately, Ling Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, the figure was instantly suppressed, and the swallowing golden lotus emerged and devoured it towards the figure.

"The cultivation base of the master realm actually condenses the primordial spirit of martial arts? How is this possible? Who the hell are you?"

An extremely shocked voice came from the figure, but Ling Xiao didn't give him a chance at all. The powerful swallowing power of Swallowing Golden Lotus broke out, and instantly swallowed the figure.

"Is it the Nether Sect?"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a dignified look.

This is the second time he has heard of the Netherworld Sect. The Netherworld Sect is one of the five sacred places of martial arts in the Eight Wilderness Regions, and it is also the most mysterious sacred place of martial arts. Previously in the Ferocious Beast Mountains, he had plotted against the Great Xuan Empress Ji Feixuan, and she is still there. The ancient kingdom of Daxuan launched a rebellion.

"I didn't expect that the real identity of the underworld was actually the Nether Sect! The underworld and the underworld are indeed in the same line, so it seems that there must be a major conspiracy in their planning of the Great Wilderness Dragon Veins, and the rebellion launched by the Nether Sect in the ancient country of Great Xuan might also be the same. For the Great Profound Dragon Vein..."

Ling Xiao pondered in his heart, feeling a sense of crisis inexplicably.

Mo Wuji should be an important figure in the Netherworld sect, otherwise it would be impossible for someone in the princely realm to leave the imprint of the primordial spirit in his soul.

Although he knew that the underworld was the Netherworld sect, it was still a mystery why they plotted the dragon veins. Ling Xiao vaguely felt that this was a very important matter that had to be clarified.

...

In a place far away from the ancient country of the Great Desolation, there is a huge mountain range shrouded in yellow mist all year round.

The mountains are full of ghosts, there are many black palaces, and even an army of ghost slaves and skeletons, coming out of the mountains and lining up to train.

There are black rocks all around, and there is a large yellow lake, in the middle of the mountain, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, an old man wearing a black robe slowly floated up from the yellow lake, exuding a monstrous aura.

The old man looked very strange, with ghosts all over his body, a hideous mask on his face, sunken eyes, as if there were ghost fires beating, which made people shudder after seeing it.

"Mo Wuji... is dead..."

An old and hoarse voice sounded, filled with a strange wave.

Whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, dozens of figures wearing black robes came from the sky, and the black robes were embroidered with the shape of skeletons, which was terrifying.

Dozens of people in black robes had strong breaths and could not see their faces clearly, but their eyes were indifferent and without a trace of emotion. At the same time, they stood on the edge of the big yellow lake and bowed to the masked old man.

"See Your Excellency!"

The masked old man suddenly emitted a terrifying black light from his body, as if black anger shot out from his eyes, about to burn the void.

"Mo Wuji is my heir! I want to see who dares to ruin my good deeds, this time I want everyone in the ancient country of the Great Wilderness to pay for his life!"

The masked old man stood up, his whole body was full of ghosts, as if there were countless sounds of ghost crying and wolf howling, a terrifying aura that swept the world.

On a mountain in the distance, the black palace is majestic, and a very bewitching young man slowly opened his eyes, with brilliant rays of light flowing in his eyes.

"Is that trash Mo Wuji dead? There is one less threat, and that place will be opened. When I achieve great feats, it will be time to crush the arrogance of the Eight Wildernesses and completely become the Lord of the Netherworld! Sun God, Moon God, Dragon Son, Saintess of Yaochi...I can't wait..."

The icy and ethereal voice echoed in the palace, and the ghostly spirit was surging around the bewitching young man, as if several ghost kings were slowly merging into his body!