Chapter 1832 The Secret of Prison Suppression

sand... sand... sand...

The magic dragon walked alone on a narrow path, with cliffs on both sides of the path.

The void is full of looming runes, as long as one accidentally bumps into them, the consequences——

Rao Molong is used to wind and waves, so he dare not be careless here.

He observed the direction, suddenly stopped, and took a step towards the vast void in front of him to the left.

In an instant, a new path appeared in the void, while the path from behind disappeared without a trace.

"The hall master once said that the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff is an extremely special artifact—I guess it is because it has lost its spirit, so once someone gets it, the consequences will be extremely dangerous, so it should be stored separately." Molong said.

"Since there is no weapon spirit, how can the seal of this staff be untied?" A butterfly on his shoulder asked.

"I don't know—do you think I can usually come to a treasure house of this level?" Demon Dragon said.

As he was walking, he suddenly turned sideways and took a step towards the void on the right.

All scenes are gone.

A small road appeared again in front of it, stretching out of nowhere above the abyss, leading to the end of the deep and dark mist.

The magic dragon stepped onto the path, and everything behind him suddenly turned into a phantom, and he could no longer see clearly.

"You can only move forward here, you can't retreat, otherwise you will be bombarded by ninety million restrictions, and there will be no soul left." Molong said.

"Then let's stop talking, you should be more serious." Butterfly said.

The magic dragon sneered, and said in a low voice: "I'm not an idiot, even if I'm dizzy, I won't take half a step back."

He strode forward and soon came to the end of the road.

Here is a wall.

The magic dragon took out a command talisman and gently stuck it on the wall.

Rumble rumble——

The walls receded to the sides, revealing the secret chamber within.

I saw a scepter floating quietly on the high platform in the center of the secret room.

The whole body of the scepter is pitch black, with a one-horned skull engraved on the head of the scepter, emitting bursts of dark mist mixed with red light.

This is an incomparably enchanting scepter.

——Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff!

"I heard that if you want to pick up this stick, you need at least 100 million merits. Ordinary people don't even think about it."

The magic dragon shook his head, and said again: "I really can't imagine why it needs so much merit."

"I probably know some reasons." The butterfly flew up from his shoulder, transformed into a middle-aged man.

"What's the reason?" the dragon asked.

Gu Qingshan showed the color of memory, and said: "When I first knew about this scepter, I got a piece of information. I didn't think it was unusual at the time, but now that I think about it, I always feel that this scepter is hidden. Some secrets."

"What information?" the dragon asked.

"In the beginning, there were only nine levels of hell, and later it became eighteen levels." Gu Qingshan said.

"How is this possible? Hell is the part buried underground in Tiewei Mountain. How could it change from nine to eighteen?" Demon Dragon asked in confusion.

"It seems to have experienced a war, the heavens and Huangquan fought, and finally the ghost king of Huangquan fell. Because the prison-suppressing ghost king staff was too powerful, it aroused the fear of the heavens, so even the spirit of the weapon was obliterated." Gu Qingshan said.

The magic dragon showed a look of shock, and asked suspiciously: "Where did you find out this secret news? Could it be that someone deliberately lied to you?"

Gu Qingshan thought for a while, and said seriously: "The one who told me about this is Huang Quan's artifact, called Wangchuan Lihun Hook, it knows everything about Huang Quan, and I am here to save Huang Quan, so it doesn't As for lying to me."

"An artifact told you?"

"right."

"Qi spirits generally don't lie, especially in a world like Huangquan, which pays attention to merit and virtue. It seems that hell really used to have only nine floors."

"That is to say..."

Gu Qingshan said softly: "That happened during the last battle for supremacy."

(Note: World Volume Chapter 391)

The two looked at the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff together, but neither spoke.

After too long a time, the staff is about to be born again at this moment.

Through this scepter, the two seem to see the treacherous past of the six reincarnations hidden in the mist, as well as the coming storm.

"I only heard that several generations of ghost kings did not end well." Molong said.

"There may be something that is afraid of it, but I guess it's not the immortals of the heavens." Gu Qingshan said.

"why?"

"The immortals are almost dead, and only the lineage of the immortals is left—"

Gu Qingshan strode up to the high platform and reached out to hold the scepter.

hum!

The Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff suddenly let out a long cry, as if instinctively confirming something.

A black blazing sun appeared behind Gu Qingshan.

——This is the manifestation of his immeasurable merits and virtues as the righteous god of Huangquan!

A line of scarlet characters jumped out: "Your merit is enough for you to hold this stick."

"Attention, this stick has no weapon spirit, so once you hold it, it is equivalent to awakening it."

"As soon as the ghost king's stick is released, he must immediately go to the eighteenth level of hell."

"The ghost king's struggle for supremacy is about to reopen!"

Gu Qingshan swept it with a glance, and with five fingers, he grasped the scepter with all his might!

Infinite black mist suddenly rose from the scepter.

A deep, blood-like rich red light was emitted from the eye sockets of the pointed skull.

Gu Qingshan shouted loudly:

"Go - go to hell, I will wait for you there!"

In an instant, the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff disappeared from his hand, and all the visions also disappeared.

The chamber of secrets returned to silence.

"Did it go to hell?" asked the dragon.

"Yes, I have to rush over immediately to fight for the title of Ghost King of the Underworld." Gu Qingshan said.

"Walk!"

The two were about to leave, but they saw several gods flying down from the path outside the secret room.

"Leng Qianchen, you are so courageous!"

"How dare you bring someone to fetch the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff privately, why don't you just catch him with nothing?"

The gods shouted.

The magic dragon retreated behind Gu Qingshan, and quickly said: "Buy me some time."

Gu Qingshan immediately took a step forward, and shouted at those gods: "What's wrong? Brother Qianchen came here to fetch the artifact under the order of his mother-in-law, what are you bothering about?"

The head god sneered and said: "Fart! The Palace Master has already ordered that anyone who dares to enter here will only have a dead end."

Gu Qingshan stared and said: "You are just farting - let me ask you, is it you kissing the Hall Master, or Brother Qianchen? Does the Hall Master take care of you more? Or take care of his son-in-law? Now Huangquan is in chaos, Does the Palace Master care more about his daughter, son-in-law and grandson, or the shitty order he gave you?"

Everyone couldn't help looking at each other.

This... makes sense...

Do you really dare to kill the son-in-law of the Palace Master?

What if they really came here under the secret order of the Palace Master?

The god opened his mouth, unable to speak.

The magic dragon stood up from behind Gu Qingshan and said: "Actually, after I entered the underworld, I have been reflecting on my failures."

"Oh?" Gu Qingshan said.

"During the battle, I found that you always have some thunder techniques to control the field, but I never have, so I have been practicing hard, and now I finally have some achievements." Demon Dragon said.

"What Leifa did you learn?" Gu Qingshan asked with interest.

"For example——now we can go." Demon Dragon said.

Gu Qingshan looked towards the opposite side.

I saw those gods standing in place, motionless, and the whole person fell into a state of rigidity.

"Leng Qianchen, you really are a spy!" The leading deity shouted.

The magic dragon glanced at him lightly and said: "I know that you look down on me and think that I rely on women to be in power, so you people respect me on the surface, but in fact, you are always trying to sabotage what I am going to do in secret, so as to make me appear incompetent." generation."

He patted Gu Qingshan on the shoulder, and said: "I have not had an easy life these years, but fortunately I don't have to bear it anymore from now on—let's go."

Gu Qingshan looked at those gods.

I saw that they could no longer speak.

——The magic dragon is so terrific, he just hid behind his back for a while, and he didn't even see how he controlled those people.

Gu Qingshan asked: "Just put them here? Are you afraid that they will report and expose you?"

"Don't worry, the thunder that will strike them is on the way." Molong said.

The voice just fell——

I saw thunderballs coming out of the void, fused together in an instant, and expanded into giant thunderballs, enveloping the gods in it.

"This thunder only controls the field and doesn't hurt anyone, so I can take revenge with my own hands today..."

The magic dragon stepped forward step by step.

He rolled up his sleeves, touched the outside of the giant thunderball with one finger, and gave it a light push.

The thunder ball immediately rolled out, and fell into the abyss outside the path with several gods.