Meng Po was in a sluggish mood, as a lonely soul and wild ghost who was first-class in the Yin Division, he was able to get Meng Po's inheritance golden bowl, which was naturally unparalleled in creation, and he could even stand on the Nai He Bridge, which was enough to be proud of the underworld.

Pity......

Alas!

She knows all too well what she is doing, and every day is in a state of struggle.

In the face of all this, she could not do anything.

At this moment, Meng Po's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan again.

"My lord, Yin Si really has a day to re-ergo. ”

"Yes!"

Facing the expectation in the old woman's eyes, Qingyanghuan nodded heavily.

"Good. Meng Po nodded, her stagnant eyes were a little lively, and the original blush also dimmed, she lowered her head and muttered to herself, "Yin Si is rebuilt, and on the day of reincarnation, the old body will enter the animal path to wash away its own sins." ”

When she raised her head the next moment, she held the purple gold bowl in her shriveled dry hand, and walked towards the lonely soul and wild ghost who walked across the Nai He Bridge, and this time nearly half of the lonely soul and wild ghost who stepped on the Nai He Bridge were included in the purple gold bowl by her.

......

Yama can not return, Yin Si should be rebuilt!

Qingyang Huan suppressed the agitation in his heart, and the king of Yama in the Ten Palaces of Yama was only left with a broken arm, but he still did not forget the legacy of rebuilding Yin Si.

Over the years, as the relics buried in the years have been dug up, he has become more and more aware that the human race stands between heaven and earth, and it is not the so-called heavenly help.

"Meet your lordship. ”

At this time, in the mist in the distance, the old ghost with a goatee appeared, knelt down from the distance, pouted his buttocks, and grabbed the ground with his head.

"My lord, the old ghost is willing to serve the adult. ”

"My lord, we are also willing to do the work of dogs and horses!"

In a few breaths, hundreds of figures appeared in the mist, and the old ghost raised his head and looked back at the ghost figure kneeling on the ground.

"You ...... Take advantage of the old man. ”

With his goatee cocked, the old ghost felt that his position was about to be affected by the group of miscellaneous people behind him, and he panicked and expressed his loyalty again.

"The old ghost is willing to rebuild the Yin Division for the adults, and serve the dogs and horses. ”

I don't know how big this Yin World is, but except for the radius of thousands of miles centered on the Nai He Bridge, all the surroundings are filled with rich Yin Qi, and even these old ghosts don't dare to go deep into it.

Qing Yang Huan estimated that the other martial artists who entered this netherworld with him should have fallen into other regions of this world.

As for these old ghosts crawling at their feet, they have all come in from the outside for a long time, because all kinds of creations have not been sucked into the black hole on the other side of the bridge.

Their own wisdom has not been wiped out, but they also know that there are not so many ghosts living in this netherworld, and in the case of their own crisis, they all succumb to the previous false Ten Halls Yama King, and send all the lonely souls and wild ghosts who came in to the other side of the Nai He Bridge.

And in addition to being sucked into the gala black hole, the underworld also needs to absorb energy if it wants to be maintained, and many souls are also decomposed into energy.

It can be said that except for the water ghosts that exist in the water of the Huangquan River, they are all the resident warriors in this netherworld.

"My lord Mingjian, although we are fighting for the tiger again, we have never let go of the life soul of a foreign alien warrior!"

"Your Excellency!"

......

"Ah Huan, throw all these ghost things into the eighteen hells. ”

Gu Buxian stared at these ghosts who kept kowtowing to the ground below with a smile, and directly scared a few of them.

Looking at these old ghosts, Qing Yanghuan also kept thinking in his heart, he wanted to rebuild the Yin Si Hell, and he could only think about it now, this needs to get back all the Great Netherworld Realm that collapsed at the beginning, who knows where these shattered fragments have fallen to heaven and earth?

And the Yin Division's various positions are suspended in the air, according to the operation of the Yin Division, the Yin Division has not completely collapsed, these fruit positions naturally exist, as for the ghosts that carry these fruit positions, it is not necessarily, whether it is dead or alive is unknown.

If he wants to rebuild Yin Si, he also needs manpower, which is a huge system of rules.

"Wait for the chaotic soul to be chaotic in the Yin Division, the Yama pretended to be a tiger by the Jialuo tribe, and you should be punished by the Yin Division, today I will send you into the sixteen small hells, if you can wade through the sixteen small hells, then the past will be written off. ”

What the!

Many old ghosts were frightened, but Qingyang Huan didn't give them a chance to open their mouths at all, and their palms were spread out, and a blood-red stone hung in the air, sucking in the many old ghosts struggling below.

This small stone is what King Yama was holding in his arm just now.

The treasure of Yama, which has its own world, derives sixteen small hells.

In fact, not only the king of Yama, but in addition to the eighteen major hells of the Yin Division, each of the ten halls of Yama has a sixteen-fold small hell in his hands, which is an independent hell derived from each of the ten halls of Yama, which is used to punish some lives for sins in life.

The same sixteen small hells are also magic weapons in the hands of the Ten Hall Yamas.

And the sixteen small hells controlled by the king of Yama, also known as the hell of the heart, enter the soul in it, will repeat what he did before, point directly to the heart, let the soul fall into endless self-blame, derive the demons, and finally the demons devour the soul and die.

These old ghosts were put into the hell of the heart, and this gloomy world suddenly became quiet, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed thought, and his eyes fell back to the Nai He Bridge.

This is an ancient artifact belonging to the Great Netherworld, and it once raised the power of the clan in order to forge this stone bridge.

"Can't the runes on this bridge be broken?"

"No, it will draw Galo's attention. ”

Meng Po shook her head lightly, she was also under the guidance of the Purple Gold Bowl inherited by Meng Po, and came here to Sheng Meng Po Soup step by step, and the others did not dare to act rashly, lest they disturb time and space.

Then, Qingyang Huan stepped on the Nai He Bridge, sitting next to Meng Po, his eyes were slightly closed, and his mind began to gradually fall silent, and after a long time, his spiritual will dispersed, and he spied towards the talisman spread out on the Nai He Bridge.

......

Return to the world of ruins.

It has been more than a month since Qingyang entered the Yin Realm, and the entire Guiru World has been completely shaken, gossip is flying all over the sky, and almost all the warriors of all races who have come and gone in the Ten Directions Divine Domain have been alarmed.

In the desolate domain of the gods, the ghost realm of the Yin Si spread for millions of miles, and the yin qi filled the sky, turning into ghosts.

The contemporary god king palace master of the human race, the human race Haobo Qingyang Huan is trapped in it, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

In a short period of time, the ethereal spirits in the Ruins Divine Domain made a lot of money, and the warriors from all sides came towards the Divine Desolate Domain one by one, and the killing in the darkness was many times more than in the past.

Originally, the world of Guiru under the cover of darkness was relatively peaceful, but in just one month, a riotous aura began to derive in the Guiru, and tyranny began to fill the air.

In this month, many strong people have descended to the Divine Desolate Domain, wanting to enter the ruins of the underworld of the human race to seize the creation, and even the strong people of the shaman lineage have descended, and they have been severely damaged in the Netherworld.

In this ghost, even the mysterious shaman, when he induces fate, the thread of fate is frozen by the cold, and the chill follows the line of fate and freezes the body.

It is rumored that among the heavens and all the clans, there are already Emperor Realm powerhouses who have descended into the ghosts.

In any case, because of the appearance of the Yin Si Ghost, the Divine Desolate Domain was in chaos, and not only that, but this chaos also spread in the surrounding Divine Domain, and even spread to the heavens and all races.

......

On this day, the atmosphere in Haoyuan was a little heavier than before.

Ten thousand ancient cities, the main hall.

The Great Elder sat on the seat of your subordinates, and opposite him was Fu Tianshou from the Futian clan, when Qingyang Huan drove the Huangquan Shenzhou into the Yin Si Ghost Realm, he and another king in the clan, Fu Tianluo, left the Shenzhou together.

He came to Haoyuan, and Fu Tianluo returned to Fu Tianlu's family.

"In just a few days, the branch halls of the Divine Xuan Domain, the Divine Feather Domain, the Divine Territory and many other divine domains have been uprooted, and the subordinates have suffered heavy casualties, who is fighting against my Qingyang Clan. ”

The Great Elder's beard danced wildly, and his eyes were filled with anger.

The affairs of the Flame Temple have always been controlled by Qingyang Huan himself, and as the great elder of the Qingyang Clan, he has always been in control of the affairs of the clan, and he only knows a little about the affairs in the Flame Temple.

However, this time Qingyang Huan went out and transferred all the major branch hall masters outside the Flame Temple, and in just one month, not only was it rumored that the clan master was trapped in the Yin Si Ruins, but even the branch halls of the Flame Temple under his command were destroyed by unknown enemies one after another.

Qingyang Huan was trapped, and the branch of the Flame Temple in the Divine Domain outside was destroyed, which also made Haoyuan panic, so he also had to sit in the territory and didn't dare to go out easily.

Rumble!

At this time, there was a roar in the sky above Haoyuan, and a violent force exploded in the sky.

Not good!

In an instant, the Great Elder and Fu Tianshou, who were sitting in the main hall, were suddenly startled and rushed out of the main hall.

"Seventeenth brother!"

Fu Tianshou, who rushed out of the main hall, saw the figure falling from the sky, covered in blood, and his breath continued to rise and fall, volleying straight up, protecting the figure that fell sharply.

"Brother Shou, Fu Tianlu has been attacked, and the clan has suffered heavy losses. ”

What the!

Fu Tianshou was shocked, Fu Tianlu was the foundation of the Fu Tian clan, and there were even clansmen living on it.

"Great Elder Qingyang, the seventeenth brother needs to recuperate in the nobility, and I need to rush back to the Divine Desolate Domain immediately. ”

After a few breaths, Fu Tianshou came back to his senses, even if he knew that the enemy on Fu Tianlu was strong, he still did not back down, there were his clansmen there.

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"Fu Tian's clan is in trouble, how can Qingyang sit idly by. ”

At this moment, under the sky, a sound like a heavenly sound sounded, exuding a supreme majesty.

In an instant, the divine light above the ancient city was dimmed, and a purple lightning crossed the void, and after the purple light, only a figure in a purple skirt was left between heaven and earth, attracting everyone's eyes.

"Ma'am. ”

There were clansmen in the ancient city who exclaimed.

The eyes of the great elder in the rear showed a different color, you must know that the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden does not interfere much in the affairs of the clan, even when the king of the Futian clan arrived, he only returned to the inner city after seeing it in a hurry, and he did not expect to appear at this moment.

Sheng Yan was dressed in a purple robe, with a graceful posture, three thousand green silks scattered casually on his shoulders, and a pair of purple eyes were filled with purple thunder, like a sea of thunder rolling, and seemed to have endless depth.

After being with Qingyang Huan for so many years, she has long developed an atmosphere, and with her own talent is not weak, her cultivation is continuous, and her strength is constantly improving, and her momentum and majesty are becoming more and more intense.

"Since the Futian clan is under the command of Fujun, then the matter of the Futian clan is my responsibility for Qingyang!"

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