Chapter 1639 Netherworld Sea

"Xiao Lang, sit down!" Ziming reminded him, chanting the soul spell again, pointing the bone staff, the flying boat slowly flew up, and flew towards one of the Nether Eyes. When it got above the Nether Eye, a series of dark green lights appeared on the flying boat. This light fell in the air and formed soul spells, and then fell into the Nether Eye like snowflakes. "Gugu~" A sound like a spring gushing out sounded, and the light in the Nether Eye was also very bright, as if it opened its eyes. A green beam of light sprayed out and covered the flying boat. The flying boat tilted slightly and immediately fell into the Nether Eye.

Xiao Hua stood on the sound of the flying boat, but saw layers of green light overflowing on the flying boat, just like the protective light of the Liuyun flying boat. Moreover, this flying boat was transparent, and it seemed that there was nothing underfoot, so the situation around him could be seen clearly.

The flying boat rushed into the Eye of the Netherworld. Strong winds from the Netherworld caused the flying boat to shake a bit. Even the green light shield nearby was extremely swaying, as if it could be annihilated at any time. In the Eye of the Netherworld, what greeted Xiao Hua's gaze were iron corpses that looked like the Nine Divine Guards! ! !

These iron corpses were standing on the rock wall in the Eye of the Netherworld. The rock wall was layered, with nine standing on each layer. Xiao Hua saw that there were probably more than a dozen layers, which meant that there were nearly a hundred iron corpses.

"Oh?" He said in astonishment, "This... This Eye of the Netherworld..."

"Haha, didn't I say it before? The Nine Divine Guards are in the Eye of the Netherworld, so there are naturally iron corpses in this place!" Ziming smiled.

"Are there any in the other five Eyes of the Netherworld?" Xiao Hua thought for a moment and asked again.

"Yes, there are in every Nether Eye!" Ziming answered without hesitation, "Only the specific number is uncertain!"

"Then...are all Nether Eyes the same, or is the Nether Eye you chose a little different?" Xiao Hua asked again.

"The Nether Eye I chose is naturally different!" Ziming said with a smile, "If it is the same, then how can I be so sure of winning? As for why it is different, Xiao Lang will know later"!

"Okay~" Xiao Hua watched the flying boat slowly fall against the wind, and the iron corpses really looked like guards standing next to him, and nodded slightly.

The flying boat fell straight down. It was probably thousands of feet, but it seemed that the Nether Eye still had no end. What surprised Xiao Hua was that the number of iron corpses seemed to have no end, and they kept swaying in front of him.

"Ziming...how many iron corpses are there in your Houtu Village?" Xiao Hua couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, the exact number... I really don't know!" Ziming said with a smile, "Only Wu Lao knows this secret! However, I think there must be at least 100,000 if not 200,000!"

"So many!" Xiao Hua took a breath.

He had seen the strength of the Nine Divine Guards, which were stronger than the cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, almost comparable to the golden elixir. If Hou Tu Village had 200,000 iron corpses with the strength of golden elixir, then the ordinary cultivation sects of Dao Sect, oh. Let alone ordinary sects, even the Yu Lei Sect... I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand a blow, right?

But Xiao Hua's surprise was not over, and Ziming's words made Xiao Hua's jaw drop again.

"But this is nothing! According to Wu Lao, there are also flying iron corpses, flying copper corpses, etc. in Mengshan. Although their strength is not as good as Hanba, they are also stronger than the Nine Divine Guards of my Hou Tu Village, and there are more than a million of them!"

"Is it true?" Xiao Hua was a little unconvinced.

"Hehe. Why would I lie to you?" Ziming laughed, "So, the cultivators of your Dao Sect are just chicken-bellied, always thinking that the soul cultivators of my Mengshan are uncivilized, thinking about your Three Kingdoms of Cultivation just like the sword cultivators! In fact, if we have the will, how can you be our opponent?"

"Hehe, not necessarily!" Xiao Hua immediately came to his senses. "You have many iron corpses and copper corpses in Mengshan, but they are all dead things, and they still need soul masters to drive them. And these soul masters... I'm afraid they are not the opponents of my Dao Sect cultivators! Moreover, my Dao Sect's Yuanying, Huashen and other masters have all kinds of means, I'm afraid it's not easy for you to deal with them!"

"Hehe, Xiao Lang is right! However. I have never thought of going to war with Dao Sect, nor have I thought much about this!"

Hearing this, Xiao Hua thought of something else and asked: "Ziming. When you drive the flying boat and wave the bone staff, the spell should be the soul spell, right?"

"Yes~" Ziming's eyes turned and he knew what Xiao Hua wanted to ask, "Hehe, Xiao Lang, do you also need to chant the soul spell?"

"Indeed!" Xiao Hua answered honestly, "Xiao Mou has also practiced soul skills for a few days, but he can't chant the soul spell no matter what, and he doesn't even know how to send it. Sound! First in the Soul Refining Cave, I also asked Master Keqin..."

"Hehe, he is right, Master Xiao... you'd better give up!" Ziming knew that Xiao Hua was not giving up, and smiled, "This soul spell can only be cast by the descendants of the twelve gods using the power of blood. You are a cultivator of the Taoist sect, so you'd better think about casting spells!"

"Hehe" Xiao Hua also laughed, "Could it be... using soul silk to exert force?"

"Oh? It seems that Master Keqin... hehe... said a lot to Master Xiao!" Ziming nodded, "Soul silk can make sounds, but it's not that simple? If it can, those swordsmen and cultivators who practice soul arts can recite the real soul spell long ago!"

"Oh, then... there is no way? Or, can Xiao also recite the soul spell that is not real? "Xiao Hua was delighted.

Zi Ming shook his head: "I don't know the method! Maybe you can ask the old wizard later! As for the specious soul curse, in fact, it does not really use the power of blood, but uses sword yuan and true yuan to stimulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although the effect is It’s similar, but fundamentally different from my Mengshan soul technique.”

Speaking of this, Ziming looked at the iron corpses around him and frowned a little: "Actually, when it comes to magic and soul skills, I have never been very clear about it. Or maybe I also admire the seniors of Dao Sect very much. ! My Mengshan magic is inherited from the ancient times. It was passed down by the twenty great gods. It is the way to forge the soul and condense the blood. It is the way to walk in the world and reach the nine heavens. Although I also use external objects, it is not trivial to move. , could it affect the celestial phenomena! But it is precisely because of this that this inheritance has become increasingly thin, and there are fewer and fewer powerful people who can move the clouds with their hands and feet! However, the Taoist tradition does not focus on these, but on the body. Ying concentrates on cultivating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and uses the power of heaven to achieve his own magical powers. These magical powers seem very small, but they always use his own very small strength and do not consume blood and life essence. It can't be compared to my soul skills, but...it's easy to practice, and the spiritual energy of the world that you can use is unlimited!"

"Actually, as Xiao Lang said just now, your Taoist sect's Nascent Soul and Senior Transformation Gods can affect the situation of the battle. Although I, Mengshan, don't have as many soul warriors as the Taoist sect's Transformation Gods, but... only one of them can equal the number of transformations. It’s okay to have several gods, right?”

"Yes, what Ziming said is true!" Xiao Hua has practiced magic and soul magic, so he naturally knows the difference between the two. "Daozong and Mengshan... should be two different cultivation directions! Just like Sword cultivators, Buddhists and... Confucian cultivators are all the same. Although Mengshan's soul skills are powerful and difficult to guard against, every time he uses them, it is a matter of life and death. But after all, it has a lot to do with blood. With pure blood, he might not even have a trace of soul power! But this is not the case with our Dao Sect. As long as you have the physique to practice, you can practice regardless of whether you have blood or not! Even Xiao Mao is simply a fool! Even though he was born as a soul warrior in Shan, he can successfully cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building! In fact, there are so many ways of cultivation in this world, which are consistent with the theory of the Three Thousand Dao, each with its own characteristics! "

"Hehe, Master Xiao knows so much!" Ziming pursed his lips and praised again, "You also know about Buddhism and Confucianism. Since you know about Confucianism, it's possible that you haven't seen what's going on in my back village and the surrounding areas. Is it different?"

Xiao Hua laughed when he heard this, nodded and said: "That's it! It seems that there is also a Confucian cultivator inheritance in Houtu Village!"

"Haha, there are some Confucianism cultivators in Mengshan! There was also a Confucianism cultivator Ji Man in our Houtu Village, and Confucianism cultivators were even popular in Mengshan for a while. I saw it from the witchcraft scriptures. At that time, there were some witchcraft The old man calls himself "Zhen", and Ji Man calls himself "Aijia", both of which are borrowed from Confucian cultivators! Oh, all the palaces in my Houtu Village were previously built based on the classics of Confucian cultivators! Zhai Zisi's name was also influenced by that time!" Zi Ming said somewhat mysteriously, "Also, this Ji Man is also very respected by Confucian cultivators!"

"Oh, those Confucian cultivators..." Xiao Hua asked with joy on his face.

At this moment, the flying boat paused suddenly, as if it had stopped, and then started to glide smoothly, and the netherworld wind was also much smaller.

"Oh, it's coming so soon!" Ziming felt that time passed too fast for the second time at this time, and then he said casually, "What else can happen to those Confucian cultivators? Apart from leaving some classics, All descendants will either die or be integrated into our Mengshan people..."

"Books?" Xiao Hua's eyes began to roll.

"Don't bother with those classics!" Zi Ming already understood Xiao Hua's greed, and looked at the iron corpses standing around and said, "Those are all controlled by Ji Man! She is a precious girl, and there is no way she can give it to you. Of course, if..."

Speaking of this, a hint of coldness appeared in Zi Ming's eyes.

"Hua Hua Hua..." It seemed that the sound of the tide gradually came from the distance, and the smell of blood gradually became stronger.

"This is..." Xiao Hua was stunned when he saw that some iron corpses were soaked in the thick blood, and there was a dark mist in the blood. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read it.)