The three of them fell straight down, and the cave seemed to be bottomless. The scorching wind blew towards him, making people unable to open their eyes. Ye Yang's cultivation was so profound that it was easy to say. The ghost messenger was also a person who was often used to coming. As for Ding Xiang, he couldn't stand it anymore. He was so blew up by the hot wind that he groaned, and a lot of sweat oozed out of his body.

Ye Yang saw it and couldn't help laughing secretly, but he didn't know how much endurance and resilience this boy insisted on taking him as his teacher. If he couldn't bear this little suffering, he would probably have to die in the Wuji Purgatory this time.

...

I don’t know how long it has been falling, but the scorching flames below have turned into purgatory fire that penetrates the bones. This kind of flame is also the power that the weapon caster dreams of. There are gusts of wind when the weapons cast by the purgatory fire are swinging. The flame temperature is extremely high, but it is countless levels higher than the charcoal fire. As for the flame characteristics that Ye Yang now holds, it is already a star flame. The flame, which ranks second in the fifteenth artifact, has been in the starry sky realm for some time. After continuous tempering, the true energy of the remaining fire gods and the star power merged into the star flame.

Throughout history, there have been countless strong people who can cultivate to the realm of the starry sky like crucian carp across the river. There are many craftsmen who can cultivate to the master level of war casting. However, there are not a few people who can reach the realm of the starry sky at the same time but who can perfectly casting weapons. Ye Yang is one of them. Just one star flame has made countless practitioners salivate. Of course, Ye Yang has star flames, but he does not know that he has the treasure. Qin Fang's passing has also made Ye Yang's weapon refining technique stay in a state of profound strength but short-sighted knowledge.

“Woo woo…”

Finally, with the gradual rise of the hellfire, Ding Xiang couldn't stand it anymore, his whole body was covered in sweat, his forehead was exposed, but he didn't show much, he just gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and endured all this alone,

Ye Yang saw it and couldn't help but silently applaud. He secretly used his true energy. The realm of the seventh-level powerful man in the starry sky gradually spread out, covering Ding Xiang, and preventing him from burning the scorching hellfire to ashes before he entered the Wuji Purgatory. In this case, it would be too unauthoritable.

...

"Wow."

Hellfire filled the fire, and the three of them fell into the fire, and suddenly they suddenly became clear before their eyes. The flames also changed from restlessness to calm beating. The scene below gradually became clear. There were black soil and scorching lava everywhere. The soil accumulated into winding paths. The lava was filled with dense dry bones, as well as some lonely ghosts who had not yet escaped from reincarnation. The soul power was floating everywhere, with a grim look on the face, which was quite scary.

Ding Xiang pointed to the distance and said, "Master, is that... that a ghost?"

Ye Yang frowned and said, "Maybe, too, don't call me Master, I hate this title."

"But, haven't you promised me to follow you to practice?"

"If you practice, you can teach me all my money, but I can't be your master. I would rather have a friend than a disciple."

Ding Xiang was relieved and said, "Okay, Young Master Ye, I'm still so aligned. You may not be older than me. From now on, you and I will be both teachers and friends. You are my Ding Xiang's benefactor, and you will not change in this life."

Ye Yang curled his lips and said nothing,

The Ghost Envoy shook his arm and said, "Young hero, we have arrived. Look, this underground is Xiaoyao Realm. In the depths of Xiaoyao Realm, the mansions of us, the Ghost Envoy, are in it. After crossing Xiaoyao Realm, the next level is the Wuji Purgatory you are going to. In Wuji Purgatory, demons are rampant, which is a nightmare for us people with low cultivation. I won't go down with you..."

Ye Yang nodded,

The three of them floated on the ground and slowly moved forward along a rugged path. On both sides were boiling lava, constantly flipping bubbles. The surface of the lava was filled with flames flashing with ghosts, which was the pure hellfire.

Ye Yang stretched out his hand, and the hellfire slowly flowed, suddenly rushed to his palm, and merged with Ye Yang's star flame. At this moment, Ye Yang took a deep breath and could already feel the energy essence contained in the hellfire. In just a moment, Ye Yang already possessed the hellfire.

The ghost messenger Xixi looked at Ye Yang with his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim: "Young man is so capable, he actually... he actually understood the hell fire in an instant. In the eyes of many practitioners, this kind of ghost fire may not be able to understand even if he spends his whole life..."

Ye Yang smiled faintly: "The Hell Fire is too majestic and domineering, and the flame is extremely difficult to control. It is good to use it to kill people. It is used to refine weapons. Humph, I'm afraid it's much worse than the Beidou Flame, the Qingyu Fire, and the Ten Directions Heavenly Fire, let alone compare it with my star flame..."

"What, the young man has the star flame."

"What, don't you believe it?"

Ye Yang smiled, raised his hand flat, and shouted softly. Suddenly, the stars flashed into fire. The bright flame was leaping gently on his fingertips, magnificent, as if a ball of fire contained all the mysteries in the entire universe.

The Ghost Envoy was dumbfounded: "The young man is really a very human being. He actually has star flames... Let's go, go further and then you will be the Hall of Rebirth. After passing the Hall of Rebirth, it will be the residence of the Ghost Envoy. You will soon arrive at the place you want to go."

"The Palace of Rebirth."

"Yes, that's the Blood Hall."

The Ghost Envoy pointed to the distance, and it was obvious that in the deserted Xiaoyao Realm, a blood-red palace appeared in the solemn environment, spanning Xiaoyao Realm, as if it was the entrance to the Netherworld Cave Palace.

...

After approaching, two people dressed as officials walked up, looked at the three of them, and shouted: "These two are living people, how can you enter the ghost realm? This messenger, have you hooked the wrong soul?"

The Ghost Envoy smiled and said, "Two Lords, these two are extraordinary. They... they want to meet the Lord of the Mansion."

"See Lord Fujun."

"Yes." The ghost messenger approached and secretly delivered a bottle, laughing: "There are the souls of four young and beautiful women. They are considered to be the filial piety of two officials. Please introduce them to them..."

Suddenly, the two officials said with a smile: "You guy is interested, come on, Lord Fujun is reviewing the list of the dead, come here."

"Okay..." The ghost messenger smiled,

Ye Yang frowned, suddenly pressed the Ghost Envoy, and shouted: "I asked you to take me to Wuji Purgatory. What do you take me to the Hall of Rebirth? You want to see that Lord of the Mansion again. What does it mean?"

"Young hero is wronged." The Ghost Envoy cried out and said, "If you want to go to the ghost realm, you must pass here. The Hall of Rebirth is the only way for the dead to go through life. In fact, this is the road to the underworld. How can the young hero not understand it?"

"That's so...that's sorry."

"fine……"

...

The three of them followed two ghost soldiers into the palace. Going forward, it was a spacious place, surrounded by generals wearing armor, each holding heavy swords, his face could not be seen clearly, but he could see the outline of a skeleton face. It can be seen that these must be soldiers in the ghost realm, and their average strength is almost at about level 8 of the earth, and they cannot reach Ye Yang's magical eyes for the time being.

Ding Xiang trembled all over, looked at the ghost soldiers on both sides, and whispered: "Young Master Ye, are we... we have fallen into the Tao of others? Why do I feel so scared?"

"Those are ghosts, of course you are afraid."

Ye Yang grinned and was confident. He was so-called skilled and brave. Ye Yang was now surrounded by the seventh-level starry sky strength. Even if these ghost soldiers were embarrassed by him, at most they would kill them all.

...

Continue to move forward, but there are more and more ghost soldiers, and the ghost mountains and seas are boundless.

Ding Xiang trembled all over,

Ye Yang's eyes were calm and there was no restlessness.

“Here, come…”

Two ghost messengers stood in front of a huge mansion and sang loudly: "Mr. Fujun, the envoy Liu has brought two living people with fierce spirits and tigers. Please make a decision."

...

After a few minutes, no sound was heard.

"Squeak..."

The dark door suddenly opened, and the strong wind followed, and a black shadow stepped out of the threshold.

"Bang."

The black and shiny battle boots stepped out with flames, and a sound that seemed to come from hell sounded: "Oh, what kind of living person is so bold that he dares to come to the ghost realm."

"brush."

To Ye Yang's surprise, the ghost messenger suddenly rushed to the feet of the visitor, fell to the ground, kneeled down, and shouted loudly: "I beg Lord Fujun to make the decision for me. These two strange people forced to break into the ghost realm, but I stopped them. They didn't say anything unreasonable. They beat the villain, and they also said wildly, saying that they wanted to kill into the ghost realm and take Lord Fujun's head off as a urinary..."

...

Ye Yang trembled all over: "I'll go, I'm betrayed..."
Chapter completed!