Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

In the center of the mysterious mountain range on the first level, on top of a giant mountain shrouded in gray and gloomy energy, there is an altar over a hundred feet high. On a black stone platform, there is a huge gray-white eyeball as big as a head, covered with bloodshot.

Countless gray threads were spurting out from the pupils of the eyes, dancing around and sucking in the nearby gray air.

At the bottom of the altar, an unusually tall man wearing a jet-black cloak was looking up at the sky, muttering:

"The Fire God Thunder, interesting! This Mu Qing will most likely have some other plans, but as long as it does not affect my obtaining the Styx Divine Milk, no matter what her plans are, it has nothing to do with me..."

For the next half month, Ye Ming was arranged to rest in an attic.

Although he said he was resting, the man named Xuedu would look for Ye Ming to drink and chat every day during the day, saying all kinds of meaningless things, and from time to time he would inquire about Ye Ming's background, martial arts skills, and so on.

But Ye Ming kept his mouth shut and talked about other things, which made the man very depressed.

The beautiful woman named Luzhu was always there to serve him, and would take the initiative to ask to sleep with Ye Ming at night.

Finally, half a month later, Ye Ming was called by Mu Qing to the original wooden hall. At this time, he already knew the name of this hall was "Muxian Hall".

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw that the layout inside was slightly different from before. At this time, there were three long tables made of precious spiritual wood on both sides of the hall, and three groups of people were sitting behind each table.

Ye Ming's eyes flashed and he looked at them one by one.

There were two people sitting at the table on the outside on the left. Both of them had reached the early stage of fusion. Their bodies were covered with a blood-red robe. Their shapes and auras were exactly the same. It was impossible to distinguish one from the other. It was as if they were copied from the same person.

At the other table there was only one unusually tall man wearing a jet-black cloak. He emanated an extremely cold aura that seemed to be able to freeze the nearby air. It turned out that he was in the late stage of fusion.

Sitting at the table on the right was a middle-aged beautiful woman with snow-white hair and a pale face. She was dressed in a emerald green palace dress and sat behind the table. She exuded an extremely strong yin energy. She turned out to be a ghost in the middle stage of fusion, and her body had been cultivated to be almost the same as that of an ordinary person!

Behind this beautiful woman stood two young women of prime age.

A woman with a graceful figure, skin as white as snow, and unparalleled appearance, but with an extremely cold expression.

The other one has a petite figure, a sweet round face, and charming eyes.

Before coming in, Xue Du had already informed him that a senior was visiting, so when he saw several people in the fusion stage, he was not surprised at all and there was no strange expression on his face.

But when he saw the two young ladies at the last table, he was overjoyed. Fortunately, he was very thoughtful, and the joy on his face was only a flash, and then he returned to normal.

"Yuan Yao and Yan Li finally ascended to the spiritual world automatically according to their original trajectory. It seems that this middle-aged beautiful woman is the ghost!" Ye Ming's gaze returned to the beautiful woman and he said secretly in his heart.

The two women standing behind the ghost woman were Yuan Yao and Yan Li. When they saw Ye Ming, they were both surprised. However, after seeing Ye Ming's performance, they immediately suppressed this strange feeling.

But the two girls' hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

When the white-haired beautiful woman saw Ye Ming looking at her, she immediately said coldly: "Are you the person who possesses the Binghuo Yanglei that Brother Mu Daoist mentioned?" Her voice was extremely old, which did not match her appearance at all.

"It's me, the junior!" Ye Ming bowed.

"Boy, release your Binghuo Yang Lei and see." This time it was one of the two men in blood-colored robes who spoke, and his voice was as strange as metal and stone.

Although the man in the cloak did not speak and his face could not be seen, Ye Ming could sense that he was looking at him, and it seemed that he meant the same thing.

He couldn't help but glance at Mu Qing.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, these are the others who are at the same level as me that I mentioned to you before. This is Brother Liuzu, and this is..." Mu Qing introduced them one by one. "Junior Ye Ming, I am honored to meet the three seniors!" Ye Ming bowed respectfully to them.

Then, Mu Qing said calmly: "You heard it just now, right? A few of us want to confirm your Binghuo Yanglei, so you should release it."

Ye Ming's eyes flashed, and without saying anything nonsense, he made a hand gesture.

Suddenly, after a loud "boom" of thunder, a red light shone from his body, and countless thin electric wires emerged from his body. In a blink of an eye, they turned into several thick red electric arcs that coiled around his body, with an astonishing momentum!
In the wooden palace, the beautiful woman, Liu Zu and others stared at the red arc without blinking, even Mu Qing, who had seen it once, was no exception.

Suddenly, the six-legged sleeves shook, and a dark and gloomy wind rushed towards Ye Ming.

Ye Ming raised his eyebrows and pointed with one hand, and a red arc flashed towards him.

Suddenly there was a loud "boom" and the electric arc exploded as it touched the Yin wind, turning into thinner electric wires, and the Yin wind dissipated and disappeared like spring snow.

"Yes, it is indeed Binghuo Yang Lei, and it is quite powerful." Liu Zu nodded, with a hint of joy in his voice.

"How many arcs like this can you release?" the beautiful woman asked in surprise.

"About twenty or thirty." Ye Ming replied calmly.

"Thirty should be enough!" Another of the blood-robed men laughed happily.

"Yes, no matter how powerful the restriction of the Styx is, it will not be able to last long under the attack of so many Fire God Thunders. Well, Fellow Daoist Ye, I believe Fellow Daoist Mu has already revealed some information to you before! We hope that you can learn the art of thunder sacrifice within five or six years, and then we will take you to a mysterious place where great benefits are waiting for you. But if you cannot master the true power of the divine thunder during this period, then, hehe..." Liu Zu said half temptingly and half threateningly.

"Junior will do his best." Ye Ming's face darkened.

"However, in order to ensure that you will not use the Thunder Sacrifice Technique on us after learning it, we need you to swear a Heart Demon Oath. Is that okay, Fellow Daoist Ye?" The beautiful woman said coldly. If Ye Ming could unleash the full power of the Binghuo Yang Lei, it would be a great threat to her, so she was the most anxious.

The other three demon kings looked at Ye Ming with stern eyes at the same time.

Ye Ming didn't say anything. According to their request, he swore not to attack them with Binghuo Yang Lei.

"Hmph! If I really want to fight you, I can beat you into a mess even without using this thunder!" At the same time, Ye Ming sneered in his heart.

"Hahaha, very good! Fellow Daoist Ye is a sensible man, but in order to prevent you from having any other lucky ideas, we still have to put some small restrictions on you." Liu Zu said with a big laugh, and suddenly raised his hand. A black gas shot out without any warning, and in a flash it arrived in front of Ye Ming's body.

Ye Ming's face changed and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the space nearby tightened, and then several invisible forces pressed down on his shoulders.

This little bit of pressure was nothing to him, he could break free without any effort. But after his mind turned quickly like lightning, he did not mobilize his divine power to break free from the restraints.

He just watched with a grim face as the black light flashed, then disappeared into his body.

Almost at the same time, the ghost woman Dixue and Mu Qing also released a gray thread, a ball of blood mist and a green light, which also sank into Ye Ming's body.

At this time, the huge force on Ye Ming dissipated and he regained his freedom.

He quickly scanned his body with his mind, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The things that these people had injected into his body were indeed just similar marks, and the real harm was not great. It was probably that these people wanted to prevent him from suddenly attacking or running away.

But for him now, it is not too difficult to erase this kind of thing, but now is not the time, so let's just paralyze a few people. Except for the six-legged people in the late stage of fusion, no one else is afraid.

(End of this chapter)