Sign In For 100,000 Years, Please Hurry Up

Sign In For 100,000 Years, Please Hurry Up
chapter 11's


"Little girl, quickly turn on the lantern, you can't help this ghost anymore."


A kind-hearted old man beside her persuaded.


Although there were many human monks beside the pond, there were strong people who could form gods, but there were too many evil ghosts in Wanguiling. There were hundreds of evil ghosts in Yuanhai realm alone. There were probably no less than that. thirty or forty ghosts that formed the gods.


Such powerful strength was unmatched by the human monks here.


"Little girl, hurry up and push the man with the cultivation level of the Profound Core Realm next to you into the pond."


Others also hurriedly urged.


Luo Li clenched her teeth with a complicated expression, watching the old ancestor not dare to say a word.


"You don't have to be ashamed."


Ye Yun smiled gently, reached out and patted Luo Li on the shoulder, jumping into the black pond.


He walked hundreds of miles forward inside the pond, came to the middle of the pond, and stopped.


There was a strange power in these black waters, as if countless insects were trying to enter Ye Yun's body.


Ye Yun did not take any action, but instead concentrated the breath of a true god.


I was afraid that if any breath came out, this place would be destroyed.


The power of this black water could not penetrate into his body, not even his clothes could penetrate.


Ooo ...


The evil spirits above the black pond shot out, listening to Ye Yun laugh out loud, they raised their hands, emitted a black light, and fell onto Ye Yun's body.


Ye Yun closed his eyes, his face was calm, without any expression.


The black light fell on him and disappeared, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed to be starting to take effect.


And the next moment, a red candle appeared on Ye Yun's head, and the sky lantern also lit up.


"Old ancestor, he'll be fine."


Luo Li by the pool watched this scene nervously, her heart hanging down her throat.


He continued to comfort himself in his heart.


But seeing the old ancestor's face was still as usual even though the lantern had lit up, he took the time to relax.


Everything in front of him was changed by Ye Yun.


That day, the candlelight started emitting a strange energy from above Ye Yun's head.


This energy seemed to be summoned by the black pond, slowly falling into the pond and drifting into the mysterious place.


Kilometers underground.


Inside the dark ancient coffin, a huge ghost was sleeping at the moment.


That strand of Ye Yun energy floated up, and was quickly sucked in by it.


Then he opened his eyes.


It was a pair of blood-colored eyes with a ferocious ray of light.


"Truly God's help! This time this king can definitely recover the soul trauma."


The white fang in the corner of the demon claiming to be the king suddenly barked, showing a brutal smile.


This is the only ghost king in Wanguiling.


It used to be a strong person in the Divine Bridge Realm, but due to the trauma of the Divine Soul, nature fell into the half-step Divine Bridge realm.


For a thousand years.


He hid in the depths of the Wanguiling, constantly healing his wounds.


An injury to his soul was inflicted by one of his enemies.


There is no cure for ordinary elixir.


It was only hiding in a very remote place of the Gu Yue Dynasty to heal its wounds, to avoid the pursuit and killing of enemies.


Deep underground.


This ghost king accidentally discovered a black coffin.


In the black coffin, there was a strange way to light the sky lantern, which had a miraculous effect on the recovery of his soul, but his speed would be slower, which made him see the light.


So some ghosts of posterity were gathered, and at the same time were taught some powerful and devotional ghosts, so they turned Wanguiling into a forbidden place.


The devil and the grandson, help him find the humans of the human race, and come to him as a celestial lantern to burn.


After all, there were enemies, even in this remote Gu Yue Dynasty, the ghost king did not dare to fantasize.


Let the human being take the initiative to sacrifice.


This is the origin of wanguiling and the reason why the sky lanterns are lit.


For a thousand years.


I don't know how many times the lanterns have been lit, and his spirit is slowly recovering, and is only a step away from fully recovering.


If it is in accordance with the schedule, it is necessary to turn on the sky lantern three times.


But I did not expect that this time among the humans who lit the lantern, there were some people who had a special energy on the soul, which accelerated its speed of recovery.


The ghost king could not help but secretly rejoice.


This time the spirit was restored, it could be restored to the condition of the half-step god bridge.


If you recuperate for another ten or eight years, it is estimated that you will be able to attack the Divine Bridge Realm again.


Thinking of being able to return to the previous realm from the bridge of the gods, the ghost king was still very excited.


It opened its bloody eyes and stared at the black coffin board, constantly absorbing the energy of the sky lantern in the ghost pond, and recovering the trauma to the soul.


"Very fast."


The ghost king felt that the soul was healed at faster times, and could not help feeling elated.


The energy rays emanating from the ghost pond had become stronger and stronger, allowing the spirit to recover faster and faster.


It couldn't help but surprise him.


Originally it took forty-nine days to light the sky lantern, more than ten days had passed, and there were less than thirty days left.


But at the current rate, I'm afraid it won't take a few days.


Ye Yun in the ghost pond.


Looking at the ghost king with a distant look, he sneered in his heart.


This ghost king thought he was lucky, but he did not know that everything was in his strategy.


Ye Yun was in no hurry.


He continued to purify the blood of the ancestral dragon in his body.


His cultivation also continued to increase.


Two days passed.


Ye Yun's cultivation quickly broke through to the third level of the True God Realm.


Five days passed.


Ye Yun cultivation base broke through to the fourth level of the True God Realm!


Feeling the power of Zulong's essence and the blood in his body still surging, Ye Yun slightly smiled.


Sure enough, the essence and blood of this Ancestral Dragon could allow it to break through to the tenth level of the True God Realm.


Unfortunately, he had been in this place for quite a long time now.


The ghost king is almost recovered and will be out soon.


Ye Yun looked at Luo Li by the pool with his spiritual feelings, and found that he had been standing there nervously, his little hands constantly clenching his fists.


Her body is a bit stiff.


"Don't worry, Luo Li, I'm fine."


Ye Yun sent out a divine thought.


Luo Li nodded quickly, and the hanging heart finally fell.


At this moment, he looked to Junior Brother Lord Grim again, and found that Junior Brother's skin was getting worse, and he seemed unable to hold on.


He started to worry again.


The teacher received three students.


Luo Li ranked second.


She also has an older sister named Su Wanyi, who looks like a fairy.


It's just that her sister's missing.


Now that life and death were uncertain, Luo Li did not know where she was.


But what is certain is that the older sister should not fall into the hands of the enemy.


"Little girl, which sect are you from?"


Perhaps too boring to stay, a white-haired old man with the form of gods took the initiative to start a conversation with Luo Li.