Chapter 1119: The Demon King
There is a way to deduce some of his secrets.
Then he must hurry up and solve all his troubles in the underworld before the Rakshasa Princess finds the ghost fortune teller.
At this time.
Lin Lang has also set off and rushed to the direction of the Ghost King City.
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The underworld is also composed of many races like the fairyland, among which there are ten major royal families, such as the Yama clan, the Raksha clan, etc.
Each of these royal families has a great man who has survived the catastrophe of this Yuanhui. There are hundreds of thousands of races in the underworld.
In addition.
The ghost cultivators of the ghost clan account for the largest proportion of the population in the underworld, which is also the base of the population proportion of the underworld.
Just like the human race in the fairyland.
Of course.
There are also pure ghosts and scattered spirits in the ghost clan. The pure ghost clan originated from a river of the underworld that runs through the underworld, which is said to be connected to the Nine Nether Hell.
The scattered ghost clan is the immortal world, or the underworld creatures who are dead but not stiff, and the wandering souls turn to practice ghost cultivation techniques.
Of course.
The reason why ghost cultivators are rare in the fairy world is related to the origin of the fairy and the underworld. Compared with the fairy world representing light, the unique cold and cold properties of the underworld are more suitable for the survival of this kind of Yin spirits.
The seven-tribulation ghost king is a pure ghost, but his time is running out, and there is little hope for him to be promoted to the eight-tribulation master in the future.
Because ghost cultivators are born as the product of Yin spirits and have no real body, the thunder in the eternal catastrophe has a natural restraining effect on this kind of creatures.
Basically, the difficulty coefficient of ghost cultivators to survive the thunder tribulation is about ten times that of ordinary cultivators.
The thunder tribulation that needs to be survived from the seven-tribulation ghost emperor to the eight-tribulation fairy emperor is equivalent to half of the heavenly punishment power for the eight-tribulation fairy emperor to be promoted to the master.
The seven-tribulation ghost emperor thought that he had no hope of promotion, so he set his sights on the body of the demon clone.
If he successfully took over this body, it would not be impossible for him to be promoted to the master level in the future.
The ghost king city in the underworld was built by the seven-tribulation ghost emperor, and even the nearby star fields were his territory.
Lin Lang used a secret method to conceal his own aura, so he naturally did not worry about his true identity being recognized.
Therefore, he also took the teleportation array of the underworld, regardless of the cost, and went to the Ghost King City at the fastest speed.
As for the resources consumed on the road, he did not care at all. Since he first participated in the Immortal Sealing War, he has killed countless creatures in the underworld.
Naturally, there will be no shortage of these resources.
Rush to the Ghost King City with all your strength!
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At this time.
Lin Lang has crossed hundreds of teleportation arrays and hundreds of star fields, and finally stopped in front of a huge city.
The city in front of him was built on a winding river. The river below was surging, and the sound was endless. With the flow of water, the city also rose and fell.
But in general, this city did not deviate from its original position because of the flow of the river. It should be fixed in place by a powerful person.
In fact, this is not a city suitable for survival, but a huge transportation hub in the underworld.
The teleportation array lines around are well connected. From here, you can go to almost any big city in the underworld.
There was a long queue near the city, and the monks from the underworld were standing on the river, waiting calmly for the teleportation array to open.
However, at this time, a mirror was floating above the water city, turning upside down from the sky, and rays of divine light were falling from the mirror.
Lin Lang did not go forward immediately, but watched from a distance for a while. The monks from the underworld standing on both sides in the distance were clearly verifying their identities.
Near the area where Lin Lang was standing, there stood a group of monks who looked "strange", some of them were red-skinned Shura clan, and some were blue-gray-skinned Yama clan.
But more of them were strange in shape, such as three-legged spiders, dog-headed human bodies with wings.
Next to Lin Lang was a monk with a dark figure, between reality and illusion.
This was a ghost cultivator.
"Ghost clan?"
Lin Lang frowned and looked at the ghost cultivator next to him. His strength was not weak, and it was equivalent to the peak level of the fairy world.
With this kind of strength, it would not be a problem for him to walk independently in the underworld.
"Do you have something to say?"
The ghost cultivator seemed to have heard Lin Lang's whisper and said in a cold tone.
"Nothing." Lin Lang shook his head gently and said, "It's just some familiar friends of the ghost clan. It seems that the aura on your body is the same as theirs."
"Looking for trouble."
The ghost clan snorted coldly and stopped talking. On the other side, Lin Lang also seemed to be dissatisfied with the attitude of the ghost cultivator and glanced at him coldly.
Faintly, a trace of cold killing intent was emitted. The ghost clan met Lin Lang's cold eyes.
At this time.
He just felt like he was stared at by a beast, his back was cold, and he quickly changed to a flattering expression.
He could feel the pressure from Lin Lang. Although he didn't surpass him by much, at least his strength was definitely above his.
"It turned out to be a senior."
The ghost clan youth hurriedly said: "I am from the Morivia clan near the Styx. Are you familiar with my senior?"
Sure enough.
Strength is everything in the underworld. Lin Lang only showed a little strength, and the ghost tribe youth completely changed his attitude.
Otherwise, no one would pay attention even if he talked to him.
Lin Lang said coldly, "Where is Morivia? I have never heard of it. Among the ghost tribe, I only know the Ganara lineage."
Hearing this, the ghost youth was even more respectful: "The Ganara ghost tribe is the undisputed overlord of the Great Qing Styx River Basin, and it is also the royal family."
"Senior, you have made friends with the Ganara ghost tribe, and they are also friends of all of us ghost tribes." He paused.
The ghost youth continued: "My tribe is also near the Great Qing Styx River Basin. It is normal for you to sense the breath of the Ganara tribe from me."
Lin Lang did not speak, as if he did not hear it. The ghost youth was excited, trying to get close to Lin Lang and complimenting him.
Unfortunately, he did not get any response from Lin Lang.
The ghost youth could only laugh dryly to cover up his embarrassment.
After a while.
Lin Lang raised his eyelids and said: "What's going on recently? There seem to be more monks near the teleportation array."
When the ghost youth heard this, he knew that his chance to show off had come. He hurriedly replied, "It's the Pluto Trial. Senior, you don't even know about such a big thing?"
"Rather than your doubts, you should obey unconditionally at this moment." Lin Lang's face was cold.
The more this happened, the more the ghost clan youth could not guess Lin Lang's identity. He explained, "The Pluto Trial is also a way for the Pluto to select disciples."
"From ancient times to the present, the Pluto Trial has been opened seven times. Every time, the disciples under the Pluto have all grown into famous masters in the future."
"Among them, there are as many as five master-level strongmen. It can be said that as long as you can become a Pluto disciple, it is a road to heaven."
Pluto disciple, what this means naturally needs no further explanation. As a disciple taught by a transcendent person, it is impossible for his status and cultivation to be too bad.
"Moreover, the standards for the Pluto to select disciples are not exactly the same. Cultivators of all races can participate. No matter how high or low their grades are, as long as they are looked at by the Pluto, it is a blessing."
The young ghost cultivator said in a deep voice.
"So that's it." Lin Lang nodded suddenly, but he didn't have any special ideas.
At present, he only planned to rescue the magic clone smoothly. As for other things, we will talk about it later.
The two were talking.
On the other side.
There was a sudden commotion in the city, and the cloud mirror in the sky dropped an abnormal purple light, shining on one of the monks.
The light seemed to have the effect of distinguishing the true from the false, directly tearing off the disguise of a monk in the underworld, revealing his true face.
At the same time.
Several underworld immortal emperors flew over strongly and suppressed the underworld monk who had hidden his identity in a few moves. What happened next can be imagined.
After interrogating the identity of this underworld monk, it was found that this person was a traitor of the Night Clan. After selling out some of the secrets of the Night Clan, he had been fleeing everywhere.
Unfortunately.
His true identity was found out near this hub.
Of course.
This is a private grudge between the various clans in the underworld. No one would care about it on weekdays. At most, he would be escorted and sent back to the clan.
However, this time, the several Immortal Emperors present showed no mercy and directly killed the latter.
"I also heard from others recently that recently, you need to verify your true identity when passing through the teleportation array. Even if you are a disguised person, you need to disperse the secret method here."
"Otherwise, you will be treated as a spy."
"It is said that this order was issued by Princess Luosha herself to capture a demon from the Immortal Realm."
The young ghost clan narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Lang and said, "In addition, I heard that this demon genius from the Immortal Realm has the ability to kill the Three Tribulations Immortal Emperor even though he is not yet at the Immortal Emperor level."
"In terms of demon level, he is not inferior to the newcomer who has recently become famous in the underworld, the Little Demon Lord."
Lin Lang naturally knew who the Little Demon Lord was, and it was also the alias of his Demon Dao clone in the underworld.
The terrifying cultivation of the Demon Dao clone is not to be underestimated, but he encountered an old demon from the Ghost Clan who has lived for seven Yuanhui.
Otherwise.
There are really few people in the underworld who can do anything to him. The Nine Tribulations Lords are the top combatants of the world, and each of them is very rare and basically does not walk in the world.
The Eight Tribulations Lords are the leaders of the major clans, or the Supreme Elders. Unless there is a major event involving the interests of the entire clan, they rarely show up.
The Seven Tribulations Immortal Emperor is basically the strongest combatant in the world. It is impossible to defeat this level of power with the magic clone.
Even with Lin Lang, there is actually little hope.
"Are you sure you are a member of the Selvia ghost clan?" Lin Lang suddenly raised his head and stared at the ghost youth.
"Of course."
The ghost youth was confused and stared at Lin Lang. However, he only saw that Lin Lang's eyes were extremely deep, and there seemed to be two groups of stars in his eye sockets, slowly moving.
Not long after.
The ghost youth turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated, and his identity token fell into Lin Lang's hands.
Lin Lang's figure shook, his soul floated out, and his real body was stored in the space spirit ring by him.
His soul was so condensed that ordinary people would never question his identity as a ghost. Relying on this method, Lin Lang successfully passed through the teleportation array and went to the Ghost King City.
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On the other side.
Yao Xi sat on a dark purple seven-kui throne, with her left leg resting on her right leg, her slender fingers playing with her hair, and she looked down thoughtfully at a map of the underworld.
After Lin Lang escaped, Yao Xi quickly issued an order after losing the trace of Lin Lang. A large number of ferry crossings and transmission sites needed to strictly check the identity.
At this time.
In Yao Xi's other hand, she held a yellow brocade bag. She pulled the rope and took out a piece of paper half the length of a finger.