Chapter 269 Nine Nether Valley·Min

Wushuang stood among the monks, with a calm expression.

"It's you again..."

Even Zhuo Jing, who has always been calm and composed, has murderous intentions towards him.

A very high-level puppet was destroyed by him...

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were both regretful and awe, but they did not dare to say much.

There was a brief silence on the field.

Yang Fan stood in front of the keyhole at the foot of the Jiuyou Demon Lord statue and did not move rashly for the time being.

Crunch ~

At this moment, a mechanically-like strange sound rang out in the middle of the two statues...

Everyone looked sideways and saw a stone platform shrouded in the black light flowing slowly floated out of the ground.

On the stone platform, nine things could be seen faintly, and they were not very real in the black light flow.

"Jiuyoutai..."

The eyes of the three rookies including Chu Yunhan lit up, and their faces showed a look of surprise.

In addition, Meng Xuan, the other side, also burst into a bright light with her eyes.

"Jiuyoutai?"

There are still many monks on the field who don’t quite understand.

"Did you know what you have to go through in this secret realm?"

Meng Xuan asked.

"No," Zhuo Jing returned to his usual calmness and said lightly: "The layout and details of the Jiuyou Secret Realm are not the same every time. All we know is only some of its commonalities. For example, the Jiuyou Valley, Jiuyou Hall, and the "Jiuyou Platform" at the last moment... This is the experience summarized by many predecessors in the Yuyang Kingdom for thousands of years. Of course, these secrets are limited to a very small number of people. After all, there are only a few cultivators who can come out of the Jiuyou Secret Realm alive every time."

"What kind of existence is that Jiuyoutai? You just said that he appeared at the last moment..."

Meng Xuan said in a little surprised.

"Nine things will appear on the Jiuyou Platform, maybe magic weapons, maybe jade slips for martial arts, or some kind of rare spirit beast hatched eggs. It is difficult to determine these. When everything on it is taken away, the opening of the Jiuyou Secret Realm will end and everyone will be forcibly teleported away. Of course, this is just past experience..."

The person who answered this time was Li Hongfei, and his eyes were filled with excitement and expectation.

Just as everyone was discussing and discussing, the black stone platform finally floated out of the ground, and the black light flow on it gradually dimmed.

All the monks on the field breathed rapidly.

Except for someone, the rest of the people were staring at the stone platform.

At this moment, the nine things on the stone platform were clearly revealed, namely: a black booklet, a black sword, a black fan, a black porcelain bottle, three jade slips, a small blue horn, and a bell.

Yang Fan only divided his mind and watched the items on the stone platform. His eyes were very sharp. When he saw the black book for the first time, he was shocked: "Nine Nether Front Book..."

Chu Yunhan also saw the black booklet and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, there is it every time..."

The first four things on the Jiuyou Platform are all black, exuding a faint aura of demonic power. From this, it can be seen that the Jiuyou Secret Realm's special care for the magic monks is known as the holy land in the minds of the magic monks.

Although everything on the Jiuyou Platform was revealed, the people led by the three rookies did not move, obviously waiting for the black light flow to disappear.

As time goes by, the black light flow on Jiuyou Platform becomes increasingly faded...

At some point, the light flow was almost transparent and even disappeared!

The monks' nerves were tense and they were at their limits, so they just waited for the next second.

"Take this opportunity..."

Yang Fan spread out a strange rusty key soaked in sweat in his palm.

Without hesitation, he inserted the key into the keyhole at the foot of Jiuyou Demon Lord.

Swish swish swish swish-bang bang...

Almost at the same time, the other monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage rushed to the Jiuyou Platform and launched an extremely unprecedented chaotic battle in the blink of an eye.

Wushuang was the first to rush up and took in three items in one breath: a black booklet and two jade slips.

Zhuo Jing and Li Hongfei were the second ones to rush up and got a bell and a black sword respectively.

Chu Yunhan was slower and got a jade slip, while Hu Fei got a small blue horn.

Meng Xuan and Blood Demon Laozi, who came second, got the last two things: jade slip and black fan.

While obtaining the treasures, the monks started a fierce battle.

Buzz ~

Just as everyone was taking away the nine items on the Jiuyou Platform, a white light gate suddenly appeared in the middle of Jiuyou Square.

"Portway--"

Everyone looked shocked.

Meng Xuan and the weakest Blood Demon Old Fourth, who were the weakest, ran over there without thinking.

"Want to run?" Zhuo Jing and Li Hongfei chased each other at the same time.

But Chu Yunhan fixed his eyes on Hu Fei and said with a cold face: "Take the things in your hands, I can spare your life!"

"Bao! You are so old, you are arrogant in front of me."

Hu Fei scolded angrily, and without saying a word, he rushed up and started fighting.

At the same time, Yang Fan's key was inserted into the keyhole, and gently twisted it, and a strange wave was poured into the stone statue of the Nine Nether Demon Lord from the key.

With a "click", the foot position of the stone statue opened up a small square space, like a small box.

There are three things quietly inside: a small book that exudes a rolling demonic energy, a deep purple blood bottle, and a strange blood bead

Yang Fan didn't even think about it, and waved his hand to put these three items into Xianhong Ring.

At this moment, the other monks were allocating great wars for the items on the Jiuyou Platform, and his actions were unaware of them.

However, two people still saw his actions, one of whom was Meng Xuan and the other was Wushuang.

Meng Xuan had just run several feet away when she was caught up by Zhuo Jing. In the face of the huge gap in strength, she was very helpless and smart. She threw the jade slip in her hand into the distance, making the battle even more chaotic.

But at this moment, she happened to notice Yang Fan, squatting and waving his hand, and then covering something.

"Huh..." She looked shocked and met Yang Fan's gaze.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and at the same time he looked at Wushuang.

As a high-level monk, Wushuang stood at a commanding height and controlled the overall situation. After seeing Yang Fan's actions, he couldn't help but look shocked. He thought about it and did not come to compete. He was just a little curious. He had already obtained three items and took a considerable advantage.

boom!

Just as Yang Fan closed the square space, the entire "Jiuyou Square" trembled, and a huge demonic aura fell from the sky.

Immediately, the previous white light gate was shrouded in blood and became strange and unpredictable.

"What happened?"

The monks were shocked and stood still.

Wushuang also showed a solemn look on her face and looked up at the sky.

Buzz ~

I saw a head as big as a lantern floating above the two statues in Jiuyou Square.

Um-

The head made a sound of trembling souls, and opened his eyes and shot out two dark and cold lights, like a ray of death, trembling the world.

"That's...the Demon Spirit God!"

The monks recognized the origin of this head.

When opening the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm, this strange head was opened.

According to records, every time Jiuyou is opened, this head will appear once. It is said that it is a god in the Jiuyou Secret Realm, known as the "Demon Spirit God".

At the same time, a similar "hmm" sound came from another remote corner of Jiuyou Palace, and the surging demonic energy came from afar.

Whoosh-

A black figure as tall as three feet tall rushed into Jiuyou Square from outside.

It was a tall demon corpse without a head.

Thousand-year-old headless demon corpse!

Yang Fan's heart thumped. At this moment, the aura of the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse was ten times more terrifying than when he was in the Ghost Corpse Mountain.

Just that body of demonic energy suppressed everyone so hard that they could not move.

Swish!

The Demon Spirit God paused slightly and turned into a black light, which was combined with the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse.
To be continued...