The heavy stage curtain was opened again, and the scene of Yama's night trial had disappeared.
Instead, there is a simple black background.
A woman with a palm-sized red birthmark on her face was lying on a rocking chair, swaying slightly in the center of the stage.
The group of ghosts who were performing a show just now have all returned to their original forms and are standing beside the woman, holding incense burners filled with black incense sticks in their hands.
Thick smoke filled the air, making the woman in the middle even more mysterious.
When the people below saw this, they immediately bowed down and called out to him.
"Welcome Grandma!"
"The immortal grandmother of Mingshan will enjoy eternal bliss and a lifespan as long as the heavens!"
Facts have proved that the more underworld something is, the more it yearns for the wonderful rhetoric of the gods above the nine heavens.
In the Kyushu Continent, words like "eternal blessings and a long life as great as the heavens" are probably only said by martial artists who have never seen the world.
In the world of cultivating immortals, no one has mentioned this for a long time, it is so unfashionable.
Jiang Li was among them and could only sigh at the low cultural level of these evil monsters.
After shouting the slogan, he raised his head and looked at the man for a few seconds.
The old lady in Mingshan doesn't seem to be very old, but she always gives people a feeling of vicissitudes of life.
And when Jiang Li looked at her, he always had a strange feeling.
Grandma Mingshan raised her hand and a gust of cold wind brought a four-handed child to her, who was gently held in her arms.
Looking at the four-handed child, there seemed to be some maternal light in the woman's eyes.
The palm of his hand gently rubbed the child's brow, dispersing the negative energy accumulated inside. This made the child's complexion visibly better.
The movements and expressions of Grandma Mingshan made her look like a mother.
But as he watched her movements, Jiang Li's pupils slowly shrank.
From the cold wind just now and the power of the woman's fingertips, Jiang Li felt the scent of the Nine Ghosts.
The four-handed child, who had not had a drop of water for several days and was exhausted and had already fainted, slowly woke up.
But when the child woke up, he was confused for a few breaths at first, then he opened his eyes and saw the face in front of him, most of which was covered with a red birthmark.
Grandma Mingshan smiled at the child, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.
The child had never seen this before and was so scared that he burst into tears.
The crying was piercing and could not be stopped.
It seemed that the maternal light in Grandma Mingshan's eyes was irritated by the cry of resistance, and it was quickly extinguished like a candle in the wind, and was replaced by disgust.
"This child is so ugly."
The hand that was originally caressing the child suddenly pinched the child's neck, applying force little by little, and the crying stopped abruptly.
Until the child's face became increasingly red and then gradually turned blue and purple, Grandma Mingshan seemed to lose interest and threw the child aside.
A little ghost nearby grabbed the child and moved him around a few times. Finding that he was not completely dead yet, he picked him up and stuffed him back into the steamer.
Because the four-handed man has two heads, if you pinch one head, the other one can still breathe, so it is not that easy to die.
This is a blessing in disguise.
"Grandma gave me blood food, and all the monsters offered me gifts!"
At this time, the white figure at the beginning shouted again.
The monsters below immediately understood and brought the things they had prepared in front of them.
Needless to say, those little demons whose names we can't even remember, what they can produce is basically garbage.
Only the things that the hundreds of monsters with faces and figures standing in the front could bring out could barely catch the eyes of the Grandma of Mingshan.
"Green City Ghost King, give me twelve Heart Refining Ghost Pearls!"
"Eight-legged Demon King, give me a roll of traceless Yin silk!"
"Thousand-Eyed Demon King, give me a pair of Flying Tiger and Leopard Golden Gu!"
"Poison Heart Corpse King, send me a bowl of five-flavor poison soil!"
One after another, powerful monsters came closer.
One after another, rare treasures from the underworld were brought to the stage and placed in front of the Underworld Lady.
All kinds of rare things, which I had only seen in fragments of ancient books before, are now finally seen, but are being wasted in the hands of these foolish monsters.
But now he finally understood why Grandma Mingshan liked to treat people to dinner so much.
Every time he holds a banquet, he can receive these good things. If it were Jiang Li, he would definitely hold one every few days.
However, when he looked at those gloomy treasures, he felt extremely distressed.
When these evil spirits and ghosts took these genius places, their methods were too crude, and the way they stored them was also speechless.
Those treasures were originally 100% effective, but after being destroyed like this, we should be thankful that only 60% to 70% of them are left.
However, in comparison, what they took out was still better than the 500-year-old Aconitum ginseng that Zi Teng Yao Shipan had originally prepared.
This vine, which only knows how to bask in the moonlight, is really too poor.
"Next is the Barbarian Stone Demon King."
Soon it was the turn of the stone giant not far from Jiang Li.
The Barbarian Stone Demon King still walked forward with the ancient well on his back, and then the rocks on his body began to wriggle strangely, carrying the ancient well along his arms and finally placing it on the ground.
The ancient well fell to the ground, as if it had always been there. Several monsters nearby took a closer look and saw that the well was nearly three meters deep.
The well water inside exudes a mercury-like color under the reflection of the moonlight.
"The Barbarian Stone Demon King is offering a Moonlight Well!"
This Yuehua Well was indeed different. Grandma Mingshan, who had been lying in the rocking chair without expressing any opinion, was also attracted by the well and stood up to take a look.
These evil demons and ghosts in the underworld have always absorbed the power of the moon to practice.
With the help of such a Moonlight Well, the speed of absorbing Moonlight could be increased by at least ten times.
No matter who holds it, it is a rare treasure.
"Grandma has a reward. The Stone Monster King will come up to the stage thirty steps and drink with me!"
The white ghost shouted again.
Manshi was overjoyed. He tried his best to shrink his body, climbed onto the stage, and sat at a table next to his grandmother.
On it, there was a small cup filled with turbid yellowish spring water.
This cup of spring water looked like muddy water just picked up from the roadside. But the demon king looked at the cup of spring water with excitement.
This is the water of the underworld! "Thank you grandma for the drink!"
After drinking the Yellow Spring Water, he will be able to reshape his demon body and completely break free from the control of the Wisteria Demon.
Although Jiang Li didn't know what kind of grudge there was between these two guys.
But this stone monster is obviously impatient to end this century-long feud.
But just as he raised his hand to put the Yellow Spring Water into his mouth.
Several stone cracks on the body of the Stone Demon King suddenly burst open.
Hundreds of ghosts suddenly rushed out from inside, and a layer of pale flames suddenly ignited on their bodies, rushing towards the Mingshan Grandma who was sitting not far away from them from all directions! The fire ignited on the bodies of those ghosts is called the cold flame of ghost lights! In this place surrounded by demons, Jiang Li's own actions are too risky, so he naturally has to make some other preparations.
Before, this stone monster came to the door on his own initiative, and Jiang Li did some tricks on him.
While using its roots to prop open the cracks in the stone, it stuffed some things in.
“Bold!”
Upon seeing this unusual situation, all the monsters and ghosts took action and directly blew up many ghost soldiers in mid-air.
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But the stage is so small that the Stone Demon King, who was rewarded for being able to get close, is very close to the Grandma of the Underworld Mountain.
Nearly half of the ghost soldiers have already gotten close to the Grandma of Mingshan, and they are ready to touch the cold flame of the ghost lantern on her with one hand.
Jiang Li's eyes, hidden under the vines, were fixed on the stage.
Although the old lady from Mingshan had a thin layer of energy light film protecting her whole body.
Although that layer of light film looked as fragile as a soap bubble, it was enough to make the methods of the earthly immortals fail.
But Jiang Li was full of confidence in the white flame without temperature.
Faced with this kind of natural enemy of fire, even the old lady who is superior to the Demon King would not be able to deal with it so easily.
Sure enough, the moment the cold flame on the ghost soldier's body touched the layer of light film, the white flame suddenly increased a hundred times.
The flames instantly covered the entire stage area.
Most of the creatures on the stage were ghosts. After being set on fire, they immediately felt the pain of their souls being burned. They howled and fled from the stage area, rolling in the black soil of the cemetery outside.
However, although they looked miserable, they were not that easy to be burned to death.
Although the ghost is also restrained by the cold flame of the ghost lantern, it is far from being as strong as the Nine Nether Wood, which is completely defeated by the restraint.
In the absence of interference from outsiders, the cold flames can be removed and dispersed by calling upon some other energy.
But now that there are many evil demons surrounding us, Jiang Li can't do anything to add insult to injury.
His eyes were still fixed on the stage, at the figure shrouded in flames, sitting in the center of the stage.
These ghosts were not his main target. As long as he could get rid of the Dark Mountain Grandma, the Beiyin Mountain would be in chaos in an instant. By then, Jiang Li could completely defeat them one by one and slowly deal with the other monsters.
But unlike the imagined scene, Grandma Mingshan was still sitting there, and it seemed that even the expression and movements on her face had not changed much from before.
The white flames that were entangled and biting her body seemed to be unable to hurt her at all! "How is this possible!"
What she used just now was clearly the Nine Ghost Qi! Jiang Li was sure that he saw it clearly. Although it was a mixture of ghost Qi and Yin Qi, he would not mistake the Nine Ghost Qi.
That is in terms of purity and quality, which is higher than his own top-level Nine Ghost Qi.
The flames that just exploded also illustrate this point.
But why could she, the old lady of the Dark Mountain, remain indifferent under the burning of the cold flames of the ghost lantern!
“There is no temperature, only the flame that burns the soul, which is interesting.”
The next moment, Jiang Li watched helplessly as the nine ghost auras on the other party's body dissipated and were replaced by the power of resentful evil ghosts.
Without the Nine Ghost Qi as fuel, the pale flame's momentum weakened.
It was then forcibly gathered by the power of the evil spirit. The raging flames were compressed bit by bit by the dark energy, and then turned into a piece of crystal that froze the flames inside.
Oh no, I made a preconceived mistake and failed!
This guy's true form is definitely not the Nine Netherwood. Otherwise, she couldn't have done this! Since this Nether Mountain Grandma is not the broken root, then what is she? What does it have to do with that root?
Jiang Li took a deep breath, focused his eyes, and controlled the purple vine monster to attack fiercely.
However, his target was not the Grandma of Mingshan, but the Stone Demon King who was standing at a loss not far away.
"Manshi, how dare you attack me! Die!"
With Jiang Li inside as an spiritual energy battery, providing a steady supply of top-quality spiritual energy, the Wisteria Demon's strength can be taken to a higher level.
Powerful attacks that reach the level of a demon king can also be easily unleashed.
Vines that were strong enough to rival those of Xuan-grade magic weapons bound the rock giant tightly.
The teeth under the vines began to gnaw at the hard stone, trying desperately to make some cracks appear on the stone surface. Then the tiny roots took advantage of the opportunity and continued to squeeze into the cracks, causing them to split and peeling off the rock shell layer by layer.
If Jiang Li used the power of Jiuyou Shura to amplify the purple vine monster, it could also make it more powerful. But those would undoubtedly be discovered.
But just this is enough!
With the purple vine monster controlled by Jiang Li taking the lead, the other powerful monsters around finally reacted.
Since those ghosts burning with flames came out from the body of the Stone Demon King.
Then he is obviously the culprit!
Just now, he had offered such a good thing as Yuehuajing. There was indeed a conspiracy here.
Who else should I attack if not you, a guy with such evil intentions? Jiang Li's vines had already sealed every hole on his body, leaving the stone monster no chance to defend himself.
The other seven of the Eight Demons of Mingshan joined forces and soon beat the Stone Demon to the point where he could not take care of himself.
Thirty-six nails were driven into his body, and the demon king lay on the ground like a dead dog, no longer having the strength to resist.
Looking at the stage again, Grandma Mingshan was still sitting on the chair, and her posture had not changed much.
However, Jiang Li seemed to discover that the birthmark on the opposite face that covered half of the face seemed to have changed a little.
Jiang Li carefully compared the picture with his memory, and the birthmark seemed to be lighter and smaller.
Grandma Mingshan seemed to have noticed her changes as well.
He touched the birthmark on his face, and then observed the flame frozen in the crystal with interest.
Those flames were not fire sources. As long as Jiang Li wanted, he could control them and extinguish them by force.
But in that case, his mental fluctuations might be captured. He had just seen the fate of the Stone Demon King, and Jiang Li didn't want to be the second one.
After standing there and thinking for a moment, Jiang Li put away the gift he had prepared.
It was a huge tree that could continuously grow human-shaped pieces of flesh, and it was one of Dugafran's works.
Jiang Li seemed to suddenly remember something and temporarily replaced the gift with a long white wooden board.
A piece from the City of the Dead, the Death Card.
(End of this chapter)