Traveling through time as a fairy, others cultivate themselves as immortals while I raise ghosts

At this moment, Xiang Yang saw a group of devils locked up by a dark iron chain. Each team consisted of ten people, carrying black stones, and mechanically throwing the stones into a dark pool. It disappears instantly after being dropped.

Xiang Yang also caught a lot of evil ghosts, but when he saw these evil ghosts, Xiang Yang's scalp went numb instantly, because the worst of these evil ghosts were in the Nascent Soul Realm. They were everywhere in the Transformation Spirit Realm and Tianmen Realm. There were also some evil ghosts who were extremely terrifying. After arriving, he only felt his soul trembling, as if it was about to be shattered. This made Xiang Yang feel horrified and he did not dare to look at those evil ghosts.

"What on earth is this place? Is it the underworld?"

Xiang Yang felt that this place was extremely terrifying. It was really scary that such powerful ghosts were tied together with black iron chains.

The human heart skeleton carries Xiang Yang forward continuously, and the shrill screams of the ghosts are transmitted into Xiang Yang's mind from time to time, making Xiang Yang's hair stand on end.

After all, Xiang Yang couldn't help but raise his head. So far, a human skeleton wearing armor was holding a long black whip in his hand. The fierce ghost was lazy, so he immediately whipped it hard, and the long whip hit the fierce ghost. The fierce ghost instantly let out a shrill scream, and its skin and flesh were torn apart, as if it had an actual body.

There were hundreds or even thousands of these armored humanoid skeletons, Xiang Yang's scalp was numb just looking at them.

Soon, a huge palace appeared in front of Xiang Yang. There was a plaque hanging on the palace that read "Ancient Ghost Palace!"

These four words looked so ghostly that Xiangyang's hair stood on end after seeing them!

The humanoid skeleton signaled Xiang Yang to go in, but he slowly retreated, not daring to step into the hall at all.

Xiang Yang was trembling all over at this moment, and he naturally wanted to leave, but he knew that he was definitely seeking death.

Any one of those fierce ghosts chained outside is enough to kill him instantly and leave him stunned.

Xiang Yang encouraged himself, and then slowly walked into the hall.

In the dark hall, Xiang Yang could not see anything.

But the moment Xiang Yang stepped into the hall, countless torches suddenly appeared all around, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

While Xiang Yang was surprised, he quickly looked around and saw a figure covered in pitch-black armor sitting on a throne directly in front of the hall.

While Xiang Yang was looking at him, his dark eyes were also looking at Xiang Yang.

"Holy Ghost Jar, come out, I smell your breath!"

At this moment, the man in pitch black armor spoke, his voice revealing endless majesty.

Xiang Yang's body was shaken violently. He didn't expect that the other party actually knew that he had the Holy Ghost Jar.

At this moment, Xiang Yang's soul consciousness buzzed and vibrated, and a grain of sand grew rapidly. Then it transformed into the figure of a holy ghost jar, flew out of Xiang Yang's soul consciousness, and hovered above Xiang Yang's head. The figure of the King of Hell took one step forward and came to the front of Xiangyang.

"Greetings to the Ghost Lord!"

The King of Hell clasped his fists and said directly.

The man in pitch-black armor ignored the King of Hell and reached out to grab the Holy Ghost Jar. The endless ghost energy turned into a huge arm and headed straight for the Holy Ghost Jar. The arm hadn't arrived yet, but the aura it revealed made Xiang Yang feel as if his body was about to collapse, and his eyes couldn't help but bulge out.

Just when Xiang Yang was extremely frightened, countless ghost auras suddenly hung down from the holy ghost jar, blocking Xiang Yang's front and blocking out the terrifying aura.

At the same time, endless ghost energy spurted out from the Holy Ghost Tank, and also turned into a huge arm, facing the Ghost Lord's arm.

"boom!"

The entire ancient ghost palace rumbled and shook, and endless ghost energy swept away in all directions. Wherever the ghost energy went, everything in the hall was shattered.

"Holy Ghost Jar, is this your choice to disappear for thousands of years?"

When the Ghost Lord saw that the Holy Ghost Jar dared to attack him, he couldn't help but spit out ghost fire from his eyes. This fire is extremely hot and can burn everything in the world.

"Ghost Master, this is not only the choice of the Holy Ghost Jar, but also the choice of the previous generation of masters!"

The King of Hell quickly cupped his fists at the Ghost Lord.

"A small weapon spirit is worthy of talking to me."

The Ghost Lord snorted coldly and looked at the King of Hell with disdain.

When the King of Hell heard what Ghost Lord said, he couldn't help but look calm and didn't say much.

But at this moment, the Holy Ghost Jar rumbled and vibrated, endless ghost energy spurted out, and a dark long bow was instantly formed. At the same time, the majestic Xia Qi surged out and turned into a golden arrow. The arrow was placed on the dark long bow.

This combination is extremely weird. The long bow has a ghostly aura, and the arrows are surrounded by a fairy aura. They are extremely sacred. They are two extremes.

Seeing this dark long bow and golden arrows, the flames in the Ghost Lord's eyes became even more intense.

"Gui Zun, please calm down. The old master left a message before he died, saying that if Gui Zun asks about it in the future, let me tell Gui Zun a message."

When the Ghost Lord heard what the King of Hell said, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then said: "What are you talking about? Tell me!"

The King of Hell nodded, and then said: "The master's original words are, has the Ghost Lord achieved anything after his hard work for thousands of years? If not, why not believe in the Holy Ghost Jar once? As a holy object of the Ghost Clan, he has the power to spy on the secrets of heaven. Perhaps Will make the best choice!”

After the King of Hell finished speaking, he no longer spoke, but his body turned into a ray of light and entered the holy ghost jar.

At this moment, Xiang Yang couldn't hear any words at all, and just felt that he was falling into boundless darkness.

When the Ghost Master heard what the King of Hell said, he couldn't help but frown slightly, then slowly sat down and fell into deep thought.

Time passed slowly, and I don’t know how long it took. The Ghost Lord raised his head, looked at the Holy Ghost Pot, and said: "Those who are not from my race must have different minds. They must soak in the Ghost Pond for a year to form a ghost body, and at the same time, You have to work in the ghost realm for a year before you leave. This is my bottom line! If you don’t agree, then let’s fight! Let me see how powerful your holy ghost jar has become, which I haven’t seen for thousands of years!”

After the Ghost Lord finished speaking, he stood up, and endless will-o'-the-wisps emerged, forming a pair of will-o'-the-wisp armor outside his body, and his fighting spirit soared.

The Holy Ghost Jar buzzed and vibrated, and the black sky and golden arrows all disappeared. The Holy Ghost Jar turned into a ray of light and disappeared between Xiang Yang's eyebrows.

As the Holy Ghost Jar disappeared, the black fog in front of Xiang Yang's body finally dissipated, and he saw the Ghost Lord again.

Xiang Yang felt anxious, not knowing what would happen.

"Come here, bring me an iron chain and take him down. Let him work with the ghosts at night and soak in the ghost pool during the day. If he dares to resist, he will be killed without mercy!"

Ghost Lord said directly.

"Yes, Ghost Lord!"

As soon as the Ghost Master finished speaking, Xiang Yang found that his body rose into the air and flew directly out of the hall. At the same time, two pairs of iron chains suddenly flew over and burned Xiang Yang's hands and feet. In an instant, Xiang Yang felt like there was a hill above his hands and feet, which was extremely heavy.