Outside the city of Fengdu, they became lambs to be slaughtered.

With the presence of the Lord of Beixuan Palace, who was in charge of the prison water, and the presence of a large number of powerful men in Fengdu City, they took down all the monsters without bloodshed.

After the dust settled over there, all the evil spirits and ghosts were taken away into the Fengdu dungeon.

Jiang Li's real body, who was still on Beiyin Mountain, finally opened his eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were no accidents during this tooth extraction.

If he hadn't been staying in the enemy's base camp to gather intelligence, he wouldn't have dared to open the gates of hell like this.

If this lady from the Underworld Mountain were to pass through the gates of hell and reach Fengdu City directly, Jiang Li’s inheritance as the Human Emperor might end up in the hands of another owner.

Not long ago, after Grandma Mingshan cancelled the full moon banquet, she immediately issued an order and sent most of the demons and ghosts under her control to capture those four-handed people.

The purpose is self-evident, which is to hunt down four-handed people and store more longevity copper coins.

He must want to bring his forces with him to attack the City of the Dead.

But now, her plan might be doomed to fail.

Not to mention catching all the four-handed people.

All the monsters from Beiyin Mountain that she sent out died on the other side of the gate of hell.

Unless the Grandma of the Underworld Mountain can directly cross the void of the Underworld by herself and find the fragments of the Underworld of Fengdu City 44,444 miles away.

Otherwise, it would take a long time for Beiyin Mountain to return to its original state.

As early as when those demons crossed the gate of hell, the ghost lady of Mingshan should have noticed it. I don't know how angry she is now.

Jiang Li was still wearing the purple vine shell. He pushed open the stone door in front of him and walked out.

The place he was in just now was a tomb. After all, this was a cemetery, and being able to rest in a clean and tidy tomb was already quite good.

When they saw Lord Zi Teng coming out, the two ghosts standing at the door of the tomb immediately bowed to him.

But Jiang Li felt that it would be better if they could show a little more respect on their faces.

For some unknown reason, Grandma Mingshan did not allow the remaining seven demons to leave Beiyin Mountain, and even did not allow them to leave the cemetery.

He even specially sent out ghost messengers to monitor them.

If not, it would not be so easy for Fengdu City to deal with the power of Beiyin Mountain.

Because they have reached the level of demon king, they all have the ability to move freely away from Beiyin Mountain.

If we really confront these guys head-on, even a superior force of gods may not be able to withstand it.

It seems that the old lady from Mingshan didn't really believe in the seven of them.

After the Stone King attacked her, this suspicion became even more serious.

Even Jiang Li was very careful when he sent away those four-handed children, and separated a little from the invisible fire so that they were not discovered.

Jiang Li walked out of the tomb. The sound of opera on the stage far away outside had already stopped.

Instead, there was an ugly and angry voice.

"You mean, 30,000 demons! Just to capture a mere 8,000 four-handed people! Not only did they fail, they also disappeared right under our noses!"

In her rage, Grandma Mingshan's voice was like overlapping waves, and it was even harder to tell whether she was a man or a woman.

But the different voices mixed in the sound were all filled with anger.

"Grandma! I'll look for them again. I'll look for them again. I'm sure I'll find them this time!"

Crawling in front of the stage, a black robe fluttering in the air, like the sound of a strong wind blowing through a canyon, trembling in fear.

But what responded to him was just a black light.

The black light went through the chest and back, and a big hole appeared in the middle of the black robe.

Inside, a black wind spread out, leaving only the tattered black robe falling to the ground, no different from a piece of garbage.

And over there, there were already several black robes lying there.

The whirlwind of hasty feet rolled in, and the black fog of Gou Si was everywhere.

These black-robed figures are the monsters called "Ji Jiao Zi" that were transformed from the whirlwind on Beiyin Mountain.

This kind of monster is very fast and is the best messenger scout.

But these impatient people, following the human and yin energy in the wind, have run to all the places where the four-handed people and the Beiyinshan ghosts might appear, but they found nothing.

The breath that disappeared out of thin air made it impossible for them to find it.

But their master, Grandma Mingshan, would not understand their helplessness.

After hearing this information, he sent out one courier after another, and then killed them all in anger.

Including the one who just died, there were already seven people who had died in front of the stage, who were already extremely impatient.

Jiang Li, who was watching this scene from a distance, felt a little distressed.

If you kill this rare monster again, it will become extinct.

After seven times, Grandma Mingshan probably finally accepted the reality and stopped sending out scouts to investigate.

At this moment, another black robe filled with whirlwind rushed down from the mountain.

This impatient person was not sent to search down the mountain, but to explore the way up the mountain.

I saw this anxious foot landing in front of the stage, muttering something quickly, and Grandma Mingshan's expression finally eased a little.

This whirlwind monster was lucky enough not to be killed by a slap.

A moment later, the sound of intensive gong strikes was heard on the stage.

That was Grandma Mingshan calling them together.

In the six tombs near Jiang Li, the stone doors opened one after another, and six other demon king-level monsters walked out.

Looking at each other, these monsters who could crush a mountain with a stomp of their feet all had serious expressions. It was certain that something bad was going to happen at this time.

But they did not dare to disobey the grandma's call, so they had to gather in front of the stage again.

"The Shady Mountain I crossed with my grandma!"

The other six big monsters who had guessed what was going on, although they had been mentally prepared, still looked pale at this moment.

They all looked at Jiang Li, their eyes filled with anger and helplessness.

If this guy hadn't been so nosy and sent the death card of the Wrongful Death City to her door, how could the Mingshan Grandma have nothing to do and drag them over the mountain! Those who cross the Beiyin Mountain are the dead, and no living being likes to experience the feeling of death.

Furthermore, death from crossing the Shady Mountain can be reversed by crossing in the opposite direction.

But it is easy to go from life to death, but difficult to go from death to life. This is the rule of heaven and earth.

It is not so easy to climb back from the other side of Beiyin Mountain. If you want to cross the boundary between life and death and be resurrected, you still need conditions.

If I die this time, there’s no guarantee that I’ll be able to come back alive!

But they couldn't refuse this.

Grandma Mingshan was not asking for their opinions.

Grandma rang a bell at hand, and the stage in front of her seemed to come alive, rising from the ground.

A figure below broke through the ground and stood up.

The one holding up the stage was none other than the Barbarian Stone Demon King who had been captured by everyone’s joint efforts earlier.

That doesn't mean freedom.

Instead, there was a root that covered his entire body like a nerve network.

The dignified demon king, a monster that is powerful enough to rival the earthly immortals, is now being controlled like a puppet.

The remaining seven demons all looked unhappy when they saw this scene.

If they dare to refuse now, they will probably end up like this.

If you cross the Beiyin Mountain, you still have a chance to be resurrected. If you die here, there is really no chance.

Seven people, including Jiang Li, jumped onto the body of the Barbarian Stone Demon King together, and rode on this rock giant towards the highest point of the Beiyin Mountain Range.

. . . .

The top of the Beiyin Mountain is the dividing line between yin and yang, life and death.

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Today, a rock hand suddenly climbed up.

Then, a huge rock head with a stage on its head popped out from the top of a mountain which was probably thousands of feet high.

The Stone Demon King is very large and can cross a hill in two steps.

This shady mountain was originally occupied by them, so it was impossible for any accidents to occur along the way.

In just about half a day, they had reached the highest point of the mountain range and saw the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds before them.

The yin and yang energies of life and death rising from both sides of Beiyin Mountain intersected and collided with each other in front, forming a light band like the aurora.

And on the other side of the light band, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes in the darkness, staring at them.

At this time, half of the Stone Demon King's giant hand had crossed the boundary of the light band, and the half of the hand that crossed over turned visibly gray.

Even with rocks, one can clearly see which side is full of life and which side is dead silent.

"What are you waiting for? Step over!"

Since she is already a ghost, Grandma Mingshan is naturally not afraid of this.

Shaking the bell in his hand, he urged the rock giant to move forward.

The Stone King was under control and could not refuse orders.

The other seven demon kings lying on the stone giant also had solemn expressions on their faces, and could only close their eyes and wait for death! As for Jiang Li, who was inside the purple vine demon, ten black lines started from the fingertips of his hands and spread all the way to his chest, just a hair away from intersecting at the heart.

What followed was a strong and indissoluble smell of death.

Facing the impending death, his body was shaking violently and involuntarily. That was the instinctive fear of death that a living being has.

But different from his body's instinctive fear, a large amount of spiritual energy was rolling endlessly in Jiang Li's sea of ​​​​energy, making him extremely excited!

He sat cross-legged inside the vine monster's body, and the Nine Netherworld Taoist Scripture, which served as the foundation, was running madly.

The Jiuyou Tree is a spiritual root from the underworld, and the Jiuyou Taoist Scripture naturally contains the mysteries of life and death.

If you practice this kind of technique without dying once, how can you truly comprehend its mysteries?

Take a deep breath, hold it in your stomach, and follow the rock giant across the strip of light that marks the boundary between life and death.

Jiang Li and the Eight Demons of the Underworld were shocked at the same time.

The ten black lines on Jiang Li’s chest completely intersected.

It was like a chain binding his life, tightening in an instant.

The strong heart stopped beating at that moment.

Jiang Li only felt that the temperature of his whole body was disappearing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he was already ice cold.

The skin on his body turned gray, the pupils of his eyes became dark and cloudy, and he no longer looked like a living person.

Even his spiritual world had become a place of withered things, a scene of a wasteland at the end of the world, without a single sign of life.

The chain made up of ten black lines bound Jiang Li's life tightly, stripping away everything that he should have in life bit by bit, and then Jiang Li felt as if a large pair of scissors had cut somewhere on his body.

A tearing pain came over him, and all his vitality disappeared completely.

At the same time, he seemed to have lost something very important.

After coming back to his senses from the terrible experience of death, Jiang Li looked around blankly for a moment.

It soon became clear what I had lost.

The moonlight shone down, but there was no shadow under the feet of the Eight Demons of Mingshan.

Eight shadows were floating away from them.

The shadow of the purple vine demon is made up of countless shadows of vines entangled with each other. They are not a complete life.

When they were alive, they could still rely on each other and cooperate with each other, but now they have become shadows and are about to fall apart.

In the gap between the increasingly larger long shadows, a shadow with the same body shape and figure as Jiang Li was faintly revealed.

And all of Jiang Li’s vitality is hidden in his own shadow.

This is what it's like to cross the Shady Mountain.

That boundary between life and death can cut off the vitality of the living and even tear apart their souls and shadows.

The shadow no longer follows people, but goes its separate ways, carrying the original life of the living person and wandering in this huge mountain range.

Those things on the other side of the line, watching them, were the shadows left behind by those who had crossed the Beiyin Mountain before.

If a traveler who died after crossing the Shadowy Mountain wants to be resurrected.

He must find his own shadow on the Beiyin Mountain and cross back to the Yang World with it, only then can he get his life back.

But once the shadow is separated from the body, it will no longer wait for you obediently like before.

Beiyin Mountain is so huge that trying to find your own shadow in it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

And in this process, if your shadow is killed and swallowed by other shadows, you will have no place to cry.

And the longer the time is, the more independent the shadow will become after being separated from the main body, and it may even eventually develop into an independent life, permanently separated from the traveler.

Then the dead will always be dead.

Despite taking such a huge risk, Jiang Li was still willing to cross Beiyin Mountain, not just because he was tempted by the benefits.

The most important thing is that he still has certain support.

The three thousand black mosquitoes with broken wings lying on his fingertips were unable to resist the rules of heaven and earth and all died at the same time as they crossed the Beiyin Mountain.

At the moment of their death, Jiang Li's last parallel consciousness seized the opportunity and swallowed up the tiny souls of three thousand mosquitoes in time, making them die completely.

And this most special parallel consciousness also returned to Jiang Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

The pain of the soul being torn apart was immediately filled by the Guanyin Heart Sutra running at high speed.

But at this moment, Jiang Li did not have time to comprehend the group memory of the broken-winged black mosquitoes brought back by the parallel consciousness.

After randomly intercepting a part of the memory, he then pushed the parallel consciousness out.

It directly sank into the shadow that had just been torn apart.

Here we come 　　 　 (End of this chapter)