Chapter 437

The North Sea Holy Land Spirit Ship was like a stream of light across the sky. As it gradually approached the Netherworld Ghostly, its speed slowly decreased, as if it felt the invisible pressure from this forbidden land.

At this moment, several black shadows emerged from the underworld like ghosts, and arrived in front of the spirit ship in the blink of an eye.

They were dressed in black robes, and their faces were hidden in the shadows, revealing a strong cold air.

The characteristics are so obvious that these people are obviously local monks in the Netherworld. They are responsible for verifying the origins and identities of outsiders.

As the person in charge of this trip, Zhang Liang naturally had to come forward to handle the handover.

With a calm expression on his face, he walked over to the black-robed monks, saluted with his hands folded, and then presented a series of certification documents in an orderly manner.

These certificates record in detail the ownership of the spirit ship, the purpose of the trip, the identity information of the people on board, etc.

After careful inspection and verification, the black-robed monks finally determined that Cao Rui and his party were monks from the Beihai Holy Land, and that they came here to participate in the war cultivation gathering.

After learning the result, the black-robed monks looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a black-robed monk took out a piece of talisman paper that exuded a strange light, and with a slight wave, the talisman paper flew to the spiritual ship as if it were alive, and stuck firmly to the side of the ship.

This is a temporary identification mark, indicating that the spiritual ship has passed the inspection and can move freely in the Netherworld for a period of time.

The ghostly monks can use special means to detect the information recorded on the talismans.

At the same time, another black-robed monk took out ten simple identity tokens and handed them to Cao Rui and other ten disciples who were about to participate in the event.

Each token is engraved with a unique number, said to be used for dueling matches at subsequent events.

Cao Rui took his identity token and took a closer look. He saw that the number on it was actually 123.

This number is very smooth, maybe it will bring him good luck!

After all the procedures were completed, the black-robed monks once again bowed their hands to Zhang Liang and others. Then they flashed and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared before.

At this point, Cao Rui and others finally successfully completed the entry procedures.

With a slight tremor, the spirit ship restarted and slowly sailed into the interior of the Netherworld...

The boundaries of the Netherworld's territory were delineated in the entire huge basin.

This basin is like a naturally formed solid barrier, isolating this mysterious place from the outside world.

The basin itself here is also unique, full of strange things, and has actually given birth to a large number of Netherworld alien energy that tends to have dark attributes.

Because of this, when Cao Rui and his party stepped into the Netherworld, they could immediately feel a gloomy chill rushing towards their faces, as if there were countless Netherworld energy invading their bodies.

Yuan Qi is a higher existence than ordinary spiritual energy, and its variety and variety are simply beyond imagination.

And this Netherworld Yuan Qi is just one of many special Yuan Qi.

At this moment, the spirit ship of the North Sea Holy Land, led by a monk from the Netherworld, slowly landed in a wide parking lot near the venue of this war cultivation event.

The ghost monk responsible for the reception was seen wearing a black robe, tightly wrapped from head to toe, and even his face was covered by a strange ghost face mask.

This kind of dress is very common for the ghostly monks.

Just listen to him say in a low and hoarse voice: "Everyone, the spirit ship can park here. There is no need to find a specific fixed location."

After that, he turned around and walked away, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the huge parking area here, there are many spiritual ships with different shapes and shining auras parked densely.

These spiritual ships are like sleeping giant beasts, dormant here quietly.

Among the many spiritual ships, the spirit ship belonging to the Beihai Holy Land seemed a bit late.

The Holy Land of the North Sea is located in the vast northern reaches of the Frost Heaven Realm. Compared with other forces, its location is extremely remote, and the journey is even longer and more difficult.

Because of this, when they arrived, most of the forces had already arrived first.

Around the Beihai Holy Land, the closest one is the Kunpeng Demon Land.

Zhang Liang's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he soon discovered the magnificent spiritual ship of the Kunpeng Demon Land, which was built with the skeleton of the ancient demon immortal as its theme.

He ordered several mentors to maneuver their own spirit ships to approach slowly and accurately dock to the side of the Kunpeng Demon Land Spirit Ship.

Just when the spirit ship had just landed smoothly, a burst of bold shouts came from the spirit ship in Kunpeng Demon Land: "Haha, brother Zhang Liang! Come over and drink together!"

Looking around, he saw a tall and powerful demon with a lion's head and body, smiling and waving to Zhang Liang.

Apparently he recognized this as the spiritual ship of the Holy Land of Beihai, and then he also recognized Zhang Liang.

This demon cultivator with a lion's head and human body exudes a powerful aura. He is obviously a ninth-level demon cultivator with unpredictable strength. His strength is comparable to that of a strong human monk in the fusion stage.

Moreover, he plays an important role in the Kunpeng Demon Land, and he came here to lead a group of demon cultivators as a team leader.

Its identity and role are exactly the same as Zhang Liang's in the Holy Land of Beihai.

Zhang Liang was obviously very familiar with this lion-headed demon cultivator. He licked his lips and immediately said to the disciples on the deck: "The grand event will officially start tomorrow. You can move freely in the vicinity for the next few hours, but remember to bring your identity token and don't go too far away."

Cao Rui and a group of disciples from the Holy Land Academy nodded in response.

Then Zhang Liang left a mentor to guard the spirit ship, and took the other mentors to the spirit ship of the Kunpeng Demon Land next door with a smile.

"I heard that the demon fruit wine in the Kunpeng Demon Land is very famous." Lu Li said softly.

Hmm?

So this guy went to drink?

Oh, Zhang Liang looks quite solemn, but I didn't expect him to be a heavy drinker.

He just arrived, and he didn't make any arrangements for the disciples, so he went to drink first.

Cao Rui complained slightly in his heart, and didn't know how Chu Xiyue was doing now.

"Brother Cao, since we are here, let's go to the Netherworld and take a look at the local customs and practices." Cheng Li approached Cao Rui and invited him.

Netherworld was the second power point Cao Rui arrived at in Frost Sky Realm.

Although this place is also themed after human cultivators, the cultivation style is very different from that of the North Sea Holy Land.

It is indeed worth a look.

Cao Rui was also a little curious about the environment here.

So he nodded.

So the instructors on the ship went to drink, and the nine disciples plus Cao Rui, the city guard, went off the spirit ship to stroll around.