My cultivation system is a bit weird

A lone boat, drifting on the Styx River.

The front is gloomy, the water and the sky are on the same line, the small boat goes down the river like a boat in the sky, but in the back, the sky street is bustling, and the lights of thousands of houses are dim.

On the Styx River, there seems to be only this flat boat.

There is no sun in the burial, and the dark air is cold, the deeper it goes, the colder it is.After an unknown period of time, a plain land finally appeared on the left bank of the Styx River, and the mountains were intertwined like canine teeth.

Among the mountains, there is a dark magic light emanating, like a faint moon, the brilliance shrouds the four directions.

That's the Moro Palace.

The burial ground behind the Raksha Ghost City is just a corner of the burial ground, and King Mo Luo is the strongest and well-deserved ruler of this place.

Stepping on the burial ground, the coir raincoat sailed away.

Ye Xu closed his eyes, feeling the breath of the burial, feeling like reunion after a long absence.

In his previous life, he did not know how many times he was buried in the burial ground, buried too many comrades-in-arms with his own hands, and dug too many cemeteries, and there were many memories of him in the burial.

Everyone walked towards the burial ground.

The laws of this place have a strong suppression on the gods of the Zixiao Continent, and there are strong people in the burial ground, and the ruthless people are densely packed. If you fly in the sky, if you don't pay attention, you will get a violent temper and open the coffin board to start a war.

The four major powers dominate the Southern Territory, and the habit of superciliousness they have developed is eradicated by capable people and strangers in the burial ground.

For burials, strangers have a natural fear and awe.

As it went deeper, one after another tombstone came into view, and divine thoughts swept over it from time to time, but it was only swept away, and soon fell silent.

"Boy, you are about to die, yet you are still calm and composed. You really don't know how to live." Nangong Bo sneered.

"In the burial, life and death are reversed, why should I be afraid?" Ye Xu smiled faintly.

"Little friend seems to know something about burials?" Gu Tiancheng said with a smile.

Ye Xu was just an ant, everyone was unsuspecting of him, when he came to the burial ground, Gu Tiancheng didn't have the killing intent when he first heard the news, and he looked up to Ye Xu.

"It's hard to say how much I know." Ye Xu waved his hand.

The tombstones along the way became rarer, but the aura emanating from each burial site was extremely terrifying, making Gu Tiancheng and the others' expressions gradually dignified, and they kept silent.

"Elders, the Moro Demon Palace has arrived." Gu Tiancheng and the others looked at the coffin.

"do not waste time."

A voice came from the coffin of the Yangtian God Sect.

Everyone nodded, Nangong Bo let out a long cry, "Xuanzhen teaches Nangong Bo, please see God King Moro."

"Come up."

A faint voice resounded between the heaven and the earth, the light of the moon covering the magic palace dissipated, and the four carried the coffin in, Ye Xu walked with them with his hands behind his back.

The magic palace is located on the top of the mountain, and there are various buildings standing on the mountain, but the style is wild, and everyone seems to have come to the wild age.

Soon, everyone came to the top of the mountain.

A huge demon body sits in the magic palace, with horns on its head, a tiger-faced human body, and an oxtail trailing behind it. The eyes of God King Moro are like a lava hell, and the magma is flowing, and his third eye is tight. Closed, but faintly exuded a palpitating breath.

"Master God King, I will bring the person you want." Gu Tiancheng bowed.

God King Moro stretched out a hand and grabbed Ye Xu in his hand. Compared with the huge body of God King Moro, Ye Xu really looked like an ant.

And this is not the real body of God King Mara. His real body was buried in the burial ground, absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth from the burial ground, and the law of the underworld. The God King Mara in front of him is just an incarnation of his divine thoughts.

"Little ghost, it was you who killed my general Jia Luo?" Infinite dark energy spewed out from the mouth of King Moluo, drowning Ye Xu like a wave of magic.

The monstrous killing intent rolled in the void, and the four of them looked at each other, Nangong Bo gloated, Mu Yuexun was expressionless, Gu Tiancheng was also indifferent, and Master Mingde's eyes flashed a hint of unbearable color.

"A mere demon god can be called a general?" Ye Xu shook his head lightly. He was bathed in dark energy, but his demeanor was aloof, as if the life and death of King Moro was in his mind.

"You call yourself a god king in vain!"

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die." Nangong Bo sneered.

"God King, we still have important things to do, I hope God King will open the door of convenience." Gu Tiancheng said.

The purpose of their trip was to bury the elders of various religions. The longer the delay, the worse it would be for them.

"This is their shelter!" God King Moro flicked the sky, recorded the four space coordinates, and then passed them on to the four people through his spiritual thoughts.

"Thank you God King, I will take my leave first." Everyone retreated.

"Little ghost, aren't you afraid that I'll eat you?" King Moro sent the four of them away, the infinite flames in his eyes were extinguished, and he looked at Ye Xu with interest.

After he opened the Rakshasa Ghost City, he has eaten countless human races and gods and demons. Now a kid in the Netherworld Realm is not afraid of him?

"A mere god king, can you scare me?"

Ye Xu chuckled, and with a thought, the magical barrier that Mu Yuexun had placed on him collapsed in an instant. He stared at King Moro and said, "Look at what this is."

Ding!
Ye Xu activates the profound art, but it is not the heavenly art of good fortune. After being activated by the exercise, his power of good fortune turns into dark energy in an instant, and the infinite dark energy rushes towards Ye Xu's body.

"You..." King Moro's expression changed drastically.

Those who can master the underworld energy are almost only those who are buried in the earth.

Unless the gods and demons in the outside world are the existence of the Dao, it is difficult to arouse the resonance of the burial earth.

There is another possibility...

God King Moro suddenly thought of another possibility, but he immediately rejected it.

How could that high-ranking man find an ordinary young man in the human race to be his disciple?
Ye Xu's physique can be seen through by King Moluo at a glance. Compared with the divine body, sacred body, and Taoist body of the gods, Ye Xu is just an ordinary person.

Boom!
The dark energy frantically poured into Ye Xu's body, and in his dantian, the dark energy condensed into a ghost seed in an instant, and the acupoints of his physical body also closed with the operation of the exercises, and the dark energy could only enter and not out, domineering No match.

Boom!

At this moment, above the magic palace, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the darkness in the sky seemed to be torn apart. A huge and incomparably magic bell was suppressed on the burial ground, resonating with Ye Xu's exercises.

Ye Xu's aura has completely merged with the burial ground.

"Impossible!" There was fear in the eyes of God King Moro. The magic bell was the Dao rule imprinted in the Tianyou Ghost Realm. Then it was imprinted in the void of the avenue, enabling him to control a ghost realm and become a giant.

Now Ye Xu's kung fu has actually aroused the Taoism of Tianyou Ghost Realm, is he really that disciple?

On the top of Ye Xu's head, a magic clock slowly condensed, which was almost exactly the same as the magic clock that suppressed Tianyou Ghost Realm. He opened his eyes, looked at King Moro, and said with a sneer, "Do you think you have the right to let me I am afraid?"

"My lord, please forgive me!" The huge body of God King Moro suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling.

Looking at the monster body as huge as a mountain in front of him, Ye Xu's expression was as pale as water.

With a movement of his divine mind, he stopped running the "Devil's Prison Lingtai Sutra", and the dark energy dissipated from his body like a tide, and the Tao in the sky above the burial ground also slowly disappeared.

However, the Taoism, which is like a flash in the pan, still shook this corner of the burial ground.

But everyone was trembling with trepidation, and no one dared to release their spiritual thoughts and explore casually.

After all, the gods and demons who came to the burial are all people who cherish their lives, who would hate their lives?
Ye Xu didn't speak, and King Moro didn't dare to move.

After the Dao branded the void, Ye Xu displayed the Demon Prison Spirit Platform Sutra, which was able to arouse Dao Ze. Although the power of Dao Ze could not be used, it was enough to deter God King Mo Luo.

This is also Ye Xu's strongest confidence.

"Is this the Netherworld?" Ye Xu asked.

God King Moluo breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "My lord, this place is under the jurisdiction of Tianyou Ghost Realm, and Lord Tianyou Emperor is the ruler of Tianyou Ghost Realm."

Ye Xu nodded.

According to his thinking, it is impossible for this place to be the center of the burial.

It must be known that the real burial ground is the terrifying forbidden place where immortal emperors and kings are buried. Even he would not dare to mess around.

"Boy Yan should have fallen." Ye Xu sighed softly in his heart.

If nothing unexpected, the ruler of Tianyou Ghost Realm is his former little disciple Yan Lingfei. Yan Lingfei comprehended the law of suppressing prisons, cultivated the road of suppressing prisons, and branded the void to dominate one side.

Ye Xu would not be sure if he hadn't seen Jia Luo and sensed Jia Luo's aura.

The only thing that makes him regret is that after Yan Lingfei fell, his soul fell into the burial ground, and the law of suppressing prisons was cultivated by chance. In this way, success is also in the burial ground, and failure is also in the burial ground.

I am afraid that he will be bound by the law of burial in his life.

"My lord, why did you fall into the hands of the four giants of the Southern Region? Why did you want to kill Jia Luo again?" God King Moluo asked tentatively.

The news that Gu Tiancheng and others gave him was that Ye Xu set up a formation and summoned the dragon soul for the sake of hundreds of thousands of people in Black Dragon City, so that he was able to kill Jia Luo.

How could people from the Tianyou Ghost Realm end up in Zixiao Continent?

This is a difficult question in the heart of God King Moro.

Ye Xu smiled at him, the smile was harmless to humans and animals, "You really want to know?"

However, God King Moro felt Ye Xu's killing intent, he shook his head hastily, "It's a villain who is reckless, what the envoy does must be justified."

Ye Xu restrained his smile, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "Some things are beyond your control. But don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you won't settle for it in the future."

God King Moro lowered his head, secretly delighted.

Jia Luo is just his pawn, and the Rakshasa family is just his rations. No matter how many people die, he will not be sad.

However, if it can be exchanged for the favor of Emperor Tianyou's confidant, that would be a great thing.

God King Moluo is not stupid either. Those who can practice Emperor Tianyou's skills must have a special relationship with Emperor Tianyou.

However, what he didn't expect was that the exercises practiced by Emperor Tianyou came from Ye Xu.

"You do one thing for me first, inform the four major forces and ask them to invite the Ye family in." Ye Xu's eyes darkened, "Remember, I want to invite in."

God King Moro felt awe-inspiring, and he could hear some taste from Ye Xu's words.