The Garo tribe is not as brilliant as it looks on the surface, and secretly does not know how much dirt it has accumulated, but then again, the development and inheritance of a group is not completely evaluated with just a few words.

The unrighteous war of the races, the attacks on each other, are all for their own races to better stand in the heaven and earth, for the reproduction of the race, do everything they can, in this heaven and earth, they can only be enslaved, and the reproduction of the race depends on the sword and gun not yielding.

Just as in the Middle Ages, the Garo tribe stole the sky and attacked the human race, in the eyes of the human race, they were eager to cramp all the Garo tribes, but in the eyes of the Jialuo tribe, it was a holy war that established the majesty of the foundation race.

Even now, one hundred and eight epochs later, Qingyang Huan still sees the backhand left by the Jialuo clan, and as a hostile race, he has to admire the Jialuo clan's calculations.

At this moment, his eyes searched for the broken Nai He Bridge, and saw a lonely soul figure crossing the Nai He Bridge under the guidance of the conjuring bronze lamp.

Among these wandering wild ghosts, there are not only human races, but also ghosts from the heavens and all races, as long as they are fallen warriors from the outside world, no matter which race, as long as their souls do not dissolve, they may be sucked into this netherworld.

After they were swept up in the black hole above Yin Si in various parts of the heavens and worlds, they seemed to be under control, and they did not fight with each other, but came to the Nai He Bridge together under the guidance of the spirit lamp.

Therefore, according to the old legend, reincarnation is life and not one's own body, just like a spirit flower, which dies after bearing seeds, and the seeds germinate again and grow out of spirit flowers.

Looking at the same principle among the heavens and all races, the soul that has stepped into reincarnation has washed away everything from its previous life, is clean, experienced the ignorance of the six reincarnations, and re-grown as a new soul.

Even if there are some reincarnation rebirths, they still retain a trace of the spiritual wisdom of the previous life before their death, and after entering the mother's body, they are re-conceived, reborn, and waiting for the future to awaken the memories left over from the previous life one day.

At present, these lonely souls are taken away by the Garo clan, which is equivalent to the lack of many seeds of reincarnation on the road of reincarnation of various races, of course, for a huge race like the human race, these lonely souls and wild ghosts plundered by the Garo clan are not to worry about compared to the number of groups.

However, hidden dangers are always hidden dangers, not not to break out but not to come.

"Where is the King of Yama?"

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the fake Meng Po again, and he asked out loud.

"Yama is gone. ”

The fake Meng Po groaned softly, her eyes had turned blood-red, and a flower on the other side was swaying in her pupils, as if she had penetrated her soul.

"Young man, get out, you really shouldn't be here. ”

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan's eyes moved, and fell under the Nai He Bridge, and the Yama crown in his hand trembled slightly, and at the same time, a circle of extremely subtle ripples rippled in the yellow spring water under the Nai River Bridge.

The yellow spring water is turbid, the eyes are difficult to see, and the chill emitted is even more chilling than the ice, and the spiritual will of ordinary martial artists will be frozen here, but in this state, it has never frozen.

Grunt!

At this moment, on the surface of the Yellow Spring under the Nai He Bridge, a splash rolled up from the depths.

Airplanes!

The Yama crown in his hand trembled more and more, and as this qi became more and more intense, Qingyang Huan's essence and spirit gathered to the peak of his body, and he wanted to see through the existence in the yellow spring below.

"There are evil spirits under the water, and they need to use raw flesh as a guide if they want to be reincarnated, and your appearance has attracted these evil spirits. ”

Fake Meng Po spoke again, the movements in her hands still did not slow down a bit, all the lonely souls and wild ghosts who walked on the Nai He Bridge would be included in her part of the purple gold bowl, of course, compared to the number of people who crossed the Nai He Bridge.

Previously, she felt a strange anger on the Nai He Bridge, and a kind of intention arose, so she left the Nai He Bridge, and then met Qing Yang Huan, wanting to block it back, but she didn't expect it to happen to this point.

This is already a land of decay, the Yin Division is declining, and only a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts are left to scream.

"That's it. ”

Then, the fake Meng Po shook her head and no longer looked at Qingyang Huan.

Roar!

Finally, in the turbid yellow spring water under the Nai He Bridge, there was the roar of the evil beast, and the waves were repeated, and several hideous water ghosts suddenly appeared within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Several water ghosts in this hundred zhang radius, waving their sharp claws, strong blood bursting out, and other ghosts and ghosts in the netherworld, water ghosts have flesh and blood, and the flesh is strong, which can be regarded as an alternative to the netherworld.

Burst!

The next moment, several water ghosts collided with each other, their claws tore through each other's scale armor, and the strong blood qi poured into the yellow spring water, turning into a blood-colored vortex in the water, the vortex intensified, and the center turned into a hollow.

Qingyang Huan followed the hollow vortex and cast his eyes into the yellow spring water, and under the thousands of zhang, close to the position of the stone foundation of the Naihe Bridge, a pitch-black coffin floated in the water.

Yama!

The two ancient seal characters above the coffin are shining, even after countless years of soaking in the yellow spring water, the coffin is still flashing with streamers, and when the surrounding water ghosts look at the coffin, their fierce eyes are filled with awe.

Thundered!

The next moment, the 108,000 Blood Yuan Realm in Qingyang Huan's body roared, his muscles and flesh were tense, and he jumped down into the whirlpool, a chill came to his face, his whole body blood roared, and the blood qi in the heavenly veins evolved into a great dragon.

In an instant, he came to the position of the coffin, held the coffin directly with both hands, and went upward, but the coffin of the size of a zhang was as heavy as a god.

Whoa!

In the moment when the coffin moved, a monstrous wave was set off in the entire Huangquan River, and the surrounding hideous water ghosts went crazy, letting out a roaring roar, wanting to impact Qingyanghuan's body.

The huge waves were swept like a mountain, the murky river roared, and he carried the coffin and rushed out of the yellow spring.

"King Yama!"

At this moment, looking at the coffin being lifted out of the yellow spring water by Qingyang Huan, the fake Meng Po suddenly prostrate on the ground, not only her, but also the lonely souls and wild ghosts who came and went around stopped one by one, knelt on the ground, and headed in the direction of the coffin.

Click!

However, the next moment, Qing Yang Huan felt a chill on his back, and the Yama coffin, which had just been held out by him with yellow spring water, slowly opened it by himself, and in an instant, Qing Yang Huan felt that he was being stared at by a great existence.

His chill seeped out of his pores, and the cold chill even solidified the void around him, and the ice chips fell in a stream, and his eyes looked at the open coffin with difficulty.

What the!

In an instant, the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.

In the coffin......

Only a broken arm.

The arm was covered with mottled blood-colored marks, criss-crossing scars, no less than a thousand, three of the five fingers were broken, and the white bones were clear, and the armor that was originally worn on the arm had long since crumbled and lost its luster.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qing Yanghuan saw the arm that fell back into the coffin, and there seemed to be something between his curled fingers.

"It's rude. ”

Bowing slightly, Qing Yanghuan walked to the front of the coffin, stretched out his palm and grabbed it towards the broken arm, a strong feeling of rejection came back, but the moment it came into contact with his palm, this kind of ranking disappeared without a trace.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the arm flew up from the coffin, a finger reached out, and it was imprinted on his palm, the iron painted silver hook, and the red blood engraved the ancient seal characters in his palm.

Yama does not die!

Let the underworld be re-established!

Woo!

With the broken arm drawn in the palm of his hand, for a while, the yin wind howled in the darkness of the four directions, and the desolation floated in this underworld.

Da!

After outlining the arm of the ancient seal, it seemed to have lost all its strength, and it fell into the coffin at once, without a trace of throbbing.

At this moment, the thing that was originally in his hand rolled down into Qingyang Huan's palm.

"...... this?"

A finger-sized dark red stone, with dense lines carved on it, seemed to outline thousands of ghost shadows in this inch, this small stone was in his palm, and in an instant, a warmth flowed into his body along his arm.

Airplanes!

A wisp of purple light flashed at the center of the eyebrows, and a vast dragon roar sounded in the spiritual world, reflecting the warmth transmitted by this stone.

For a while, Qing Yanghuan felt that the chill around him didn't seem to be too cold, a faint light appeared on the surface of his body, ripples rippled in the spiritual world, and enlightenment was derived from the depths of his soul.

Call!

After a long time, the vision on his body disappeared, the blood-red stone in his palm disappeared, Qingyang Huan stretched out his hands, held the coffin lid, and slowly closed the coffin lid again.

"The underworld should be re-established!"

With Qingyang Huan's low groan, the coffin trembled lightly and rowed towards the water of the Huangquan River again.

Whoa!

The coffin re-entered the water of the Huangquan River, setting off a big wave, and a water ghost in the distance rose and fell under the waves, and a pair of red eyes permeated the cold.

"I've seen adults. ”

At this time, the fake Meng Po who was crawling on the Nai He Bridge spoke out.

"Lai Lao has eyes and no beads, and his dignity is the person who restarts the Yin Division. ”

"The Yin Division is disorderly, the Netherworld collapses, and you can do the work of supporting the Yin Division with the body of a lonely soul, the old woman should have great merit, and he will ascend to the human palace one day, and he should be the old woman to talk about it!"

Got the treasure of Yama, so that Qingyang Huan understood all the things about walking the broken netherworld fragments, and the fake Meng Po in front of him was not the same as the previous fake Yama.

The false Yama is indeed the backhand of the Gara clan, in order to send the lonely souls and wild ghosts that have been sucked into the netherworld into the Gara realm.

can't compete with the fake Meng Po of the fake Yama, so he can only get the purple gold bowl of Meng Po, and put the lonely souls and wild ghosts who have stepped across the Nai He Bridge into the big bowl, but unfortunately this is just drinking to quench his thirst, and these lonely souls and wild ghosts who are included in the purple gold bowl will be wiped out in the final result.

In contrast, Qingyang Huan would rather choose this way, which is much better than entering the Jialuo clan and turning it into a sacrifice and enhancing the strength of the Jialuo clan.

"Where the old body is meritorious, the guilty is. ”

The fake Meng Po shook her head and stared blankly at the struggling ghost in the purple gold bowl.

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