Chapter 650: No Answer
His weapons are not cheap, especially those tempered with immortal energy, which greatly increases their hardness.
But now he was hurt by a hair.
"Is that guy the devil?"
Jiang Chen muttered to himself. The black smoke spewed out by the Netherworld Spirit was extremely corrosive.
Even an immortal body would find it difficult to resist.
Moreover, the black smoke is highly toxic. Once contaminated by it, one will immediately lose the ability to move.
"Although my body is immune to this corrosiveness, I will be defeated sooner or later by the Nether Spirit's tireless attacks."
Jiang Chen frowned and thought that he must find a way.
He continued to explore, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he found a cave.
When I walked in, the cave was pitch black and I couldn't see my hand in front of me. There was only a black shadow on each side.
Jiang Chen walked to the side, and those dark shadows followed him.
He stopped, and the shadows also stopped.
"Who are you?" Jiang Chen asked.
The shadow remained silent, as if he didn't understand what he said.
"Are you a ghost beast?"
Jiang Chen tried to ask again, but still got no answer.
Since it can't speak, it's much easier. Jiang Chen drew his sword and stabbed at a black shadow.
The black shadow was pierced and fell to the ground, struggling for a few times before stopping.
Another dark shadow seemed frightened and let out a shrill cry.
Jiang Chen snorted coldly and stabbed again.
The remaining shadows fled, but their speed was far slower than Jiang Chen, and they were easily caught up and killed.
"It turned out to be an illusion."
After confirming that these black shadows were not alive, Jiang Chen let down his guard.
He took out the Yin-Yang Mirror and shone it into the cave, searching for the spirit of the underworld.
The Yin-Yang Mirror can identify evil spirits.
Generally speaking, the spirits of the underworld are formed by pure resentment.
It is not only harmful to humans, but also dangerous to goblins or ghosts.
Jiang Chen operated the Yin-Yang Mirror, illuminating the entire cave clearly.
"Sure enough, there is something."
Jiang Chen noticed a faint mist under the Yin-Yang Mirror.
The fog was translucent and a worm could be vaguely seen.
The worm is more than ten meters long, pitch black all over, with a rough skin covered with scales.
At this moment it was hovering in the air, opening its mouth, showing its fangs, and making a hoarse and unpleasant cry.
Jiang Chen didn't care and activated the Yin-Yang Mirror.
The mirror light fell on the black insect, instantly freezing it in mid-air.
Then, a beam of light from the mirror hit the black bug.
Click.
The black bugs were torn into pieces by the light and turned into nothing.
Jiang Chen thought about it and put the Yin-Yang Mirror into his storage bag.
"It seems that the spirit of the underworld is nearby."
He looked around the cave and saw no ghostly spirits, only the remnant resentment of the black bugs.
Jiang Chen didn't believe that the spirit of the underworld could hide forever.
He searched the cave, leaving no inch of land unsearched, but found nothing.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly and he looked into the depths of the cave.
At the end of the cave, there is a door made of black iron, carved with ancient and complex patterns, full of mystery.
There must be something here.
Jiang Chen walked over and pushed open the black iron door.
A bone-chilling cold wind blew in my face.
Jiang Chen's face changed and he quickly closed the door.
He discovered that behind the door was a world of ice and snow.
The temperature was much higher than outside, and Jiang Chen would be frozen even with the clothes on.
With every breath he took, he could see the snow on the ground melting into water.
The coldness of this ice and snow world is due to this cave.
The spirit of the underworld is in here.
Jiang Chen did not rush in rashly. In this world of ice and snow, the spirits of the underworld possessed even more terrifying killing power.
He wandered around in the ice and snow world and found that in addition to the cold air, there was also cold poison.
The cold poison is a hundred times more powerful than ordinary cold poison. If you are not careful, the cold poison will invade your body and slowly kill you.
Jiang Chen tried to practice the Sun Sutra to resist the cold.
Not long after, his body returned to normal and he became strong again.
"Why is this cave so cold?"
Jiang Chen was confused. Logically speaking, the more gloomy and damp the place was, the more severe the cold would be.
"It should be related to the spirit of the underworld."
After thinking for a while, Jiang Chen decided to go into the deepest part of the cave.
At the end of the cave was a wall. Jiang Chen pounded on it a few times, but the wall was not damaged at all.
"Is this the entrance to the cave?"
Jiang Chen touched the wall and muttered secretly.
Suddenly, he looked to the side, where there was a corpse.
After a closer look, Jiang Chen recognized this person; he was a disciple of Nether Valley.
There were no obvious external injuries on his body, but blood was oozing from all his orifices and his body was shriveled, as if all the blood had been drained out.
"His blood was sucked dry." Jiang Chen frowned.
The cause of death of the body was no longer important. He wanted to find out if there was anything strange about this cave.
Jiang Chen put his hands against the wall, and the true fire of the sun in his body surged out, covering his arms and burning the wall.
Soon, the wall became scorching hot and Jiang Chen's palms were wrapped in the burning sensation.
Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and endured the pain from his palm.
Finally, with Jiang Chen's full effort, the wall made a shaking sound and then slowly moved away.
A ray of light emerged.
Jiang Chen rushed in impatiently, and what came into his sight was a narrow corridor.
Jiang Chen moved forward cautiously, encountered no obstacles, and successfully left the corridor.
The place where he was just now was the corner of the corridor. After walking forward for a distance, he suddenly saw a huge stone chamber.
"here it is?"
Jiang Chen was surprised and looked around. There were many portraits hanging on the walls of the stone chamber.
Each portrait is lifelike, some look like a man, some like a woman.
The owners of the portraits all have one thing in common: they died an untimely death and suffered torture before their death.
"Spirit of the Netherworld!"
When Jiang Chen saw the woman in the portrait, his pupils suddenly shrank, his hair stood up, and he felt an infinite sense of oppression.
The sharp voice of the ghost of the underworld sounded in his mind: "You dare to destroy my appearance, you will pay the price."
As soon as the words fell, countless portraits came to life.
They broke away from the wall one after another and attacked Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen used lightning magic to smash the approaching portrait into pieces.
He raised his eyes to look at the woman in the portrait. In her eye sockets, green ghost fire was burning, which was eerie and terrifying.
call out--
The woman in the portrait suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she came in front of Jiang Chen and opened her mouth to bite his neck.
Jiang Chen reacted quickly and threw a punch.
The portrait was knocked flying and hit the stone wall.
Jiang Chen jumped up, ready to pursue the victory, but he was a step too late, and the portrait turned into ashes.
"This guy's strength is improving too fast."
Jiang Chen thought about the scene he had just seen outside and guessed that the spirit of the underworld was hiding behind a black iron plate.
"I'll break your seal first."
He came to the black iron plate and pulled it hard. The black iron plate broke into two halves and then fell down.
