Luo Yinan said quickly: "Patriarch, Chen Ye is scheming, I am afraid that he suddenly died in the prison cell. ”

Chu Yunzhi pushed Luo Yinan away and said: "His whole body strength has been sealed, and the Yaksha soul has been controlled, what else can he do to blow up? You go away for me!"

Chu Yunzhi broke into the cell and turned me over: "Quick, send an order to the Eight Great Dharma Protectors, a summons to the witch doctors, and an order to all the disciples who can treat their serious injuries, let them come and rescue Chen Ye, hurry up." ”

Chu Yunzhi took the jailer to carry me out of the cell, but Luo Yinan did not leave immediately, but stood in the cell and slowly turned around a few times, stretched out his hand and pressed against a wooden fence: "Come on, search the cell carefully for me, see how Chen Ye died, and I can't let go of any clues." And ......"

Luo Yinan ordered again: "Inform the disciples outside, strictly control the Valley of Forgetfulness, and never let black and white impermanence discover our existence." ”

After Luo Yinan finished speaking, she walked out of the cell quickly, and her words all fell on Wu Zhao's ears.

Wu Zhao frowned slightly, pinched his fingers a few times in a row, and his expression moved again, and immediately quietly sneaked out of the cell to the periphery of the Valley of Forgetfulness, and unexpectedly appeared behind a disciple of the Dark Clan, pinched the opponent's chin with one hand and twisted it violently, breaking the opponent's neck on the spot, dragging the corpse and rushing away outside the Valley of Forgetfulness, until it was out of the scope of the Valley of Forgetfulness, and then let go of the corpse.

After Wu Zhao took a few steps back, the disciple's soul floated out of the corpse, Wu Zhao didn't wait for the person's soul to drift away, pulled out the long knife behind his back, and pointed a knife into the opponent's chest, and the cold evil qi rushed into the opponent's body along the long knife, not only did the opponent's soul not dissipate under the impact of the evil qi, but a layer of blood red color appeared in his eyes, and the resentment on his body rushed into the sky.

Only a moment later, the sound of iron ropes shaking sounded in the void in the distance, and someone shouted majestically: "Bold warlock, you actually created a soul, follow me back to the underworld!"

Wu Zhao turned around and pulled out a long knife, put away the knife and bowed down, "Dare to ask, but the Impermanence Divine Monarch is in front of you?"

The person who broke through the sky was none other than the black and white impermanence of the Megatron Underworld, and Bai Wuchang said in a deep voice: "Are you deliberately bringing my brother over?"

Wu Zhao replied quickly: "In the Valley of Forgetfulness in front, there are a large number of soul cultivators hidden, and they are not their opponents, so they have come up with this strategy to attract the two Divine Monarchs. ”

Bai Wuchang changed color slightly and said, "Do you know the fate of cheating our brother?"

Wu Zhao said: "I will never dare to deceive the two Divine Monarchs, and the two of them will know when they go to see it." ”

"Let's go!" Bai Wuchang rolled up his big sleeves and rolled up Wu Zhao and rushed towards the Valley of Forgetfulness, Wu Zhao let him take him to the Valley of Forgetfulness, and Bai Wuchang stopped: "You dare to lie to me?

"Divine Monarch, wait a minute!" Wu Zhao raised his hand and pulled out a silk thread of fate, grabbed the two ends of the silk thread with both hands, and suddenly pulled it outward, and the blood-red silk thread suddenly collapsed into two sections. A scream came from the Valley of Forgetfulness.

Bai Wuchang floated forward following the sound, just in time to see a Dark Clan disciple fall to the ground.

Bai Wuchang stood next to the corpse and waited for a long time, but he didn't see a soul floating out, and his face couldn't help but be extremely difficult: "That warlock, come here, go and see the corpse." ”

Wu Zhao walked to the corpse in a few steps, raised his knife and cut the throat of the corpse, and a stream of green fire burst out of the corpse with blood, and Bai Wuchang's face suddenly appeared with anger: "What a big courage." Dare to cultivate the soul. That warlock, what's your name, tell me how many soul cultivators there are in the valley?"

"In the lower Wu Zhao. Wu Zhao told us in detail about our breakthrough into the Valley of Forgetfulness, and Bai Wuchang's face became more and more ugly, until Wu Zhao finished speaking, he said coldly: "What a bold, so bold...... There are so many soul cultivators gathered here. Brother, you immediately send a message to the place, mobilize the Yin soldiers, and wipe out all the soul cultivation here. ”

Hei Wuchang took a step back between nodding, and Bai Wuchang said with his hands behind his back: "Wu Zhao, you report the soul cultivation to make meritorious contributions to the underworld, and the reward that this seat can give you is that this time you don't limit the soul of your people, and the rest depends on your ability and their creation." ”

"Thank you Shenjun!" Wu Zhao's purpose was achieved.

I later learned that the art of soul cultivation is a forbidden art ordered by the underworld, and those who dare to cultivate the soul art will inevitably be severely punished by the underworld. The underworld is in charge of reincarnation, and those who cultivate souls often refuse to enter the underworld in order to escape reincarnation, which violates the authority of the underworld.

What's more, the secret technique of soul cultivation needs to devour other people's souls to strengthen itself, and the purest soul does not come from the monk, but from the yin and yin soldiers of the underworld. As a result, the contradiction between the soul cultivator and the underworld continued to intensify, and finally reached the point of not dying. The only way to deal with soul cultivation is to kill it on the spot, and there is no other way to discuss.

At the beginning, Wu Zhao didn't know the taboo between the underworld and soul cultivation, although he was vertical and horizontal in the art path, he never encountered a soul cultivator, let alone knew the taboo of soul cultivation. However, Wu Zhao's arithmetic is unparalleled in the world, and he deduced a glimmer of life through Luo Yinan's words.

If it weren't for the two sentences that Luo Yinan said when he was leaving, he wouldn't have thought of sneaking out of the Valley of Forgetfulness to summon black and white impermanence. However, Wu Zhao was also secretly guessing Luo Yinan's purpose in her heart, she was clearly reminding Wu Zhao of the weakness of the Dark Clan, but isn't she also a Dark Clan?

In doing so, she would be tantamount to destroying the Dark Race.

Wu Zhao was still struggling with Luo Yinan's purpose, and Bai Wuchang had already spoken: "It will take us another half an hour to gather enough Yin soldiers to exterminate the soul cultivator, how long can your friend hold on?"

Wu Zhao shook his head and said: "I don't know, the heavens in the Valley of Forgetfulness are chaotic, and I can't count their vitality, calamity." Do your best, let it be the fate of heaven!"

Bai Wuchang said: "You are right, the destiny of heaven is irreversible. Life and death are the number of fate. ”

Bai Wuchang was telling Wu Zhao that they would not do it in advance, because to do so would be tantamount to interfering with the heavenly machine, and Black and White Impermanence, as ghosts and gods of the underworld, would not know the law and break the law, and they could only do nothing at most not to stop Wu Zhao.

When Wu Zhao looked at the Valley of Forgetfulness, he secretly clenched his fists.

At this time, the people in the Valley of Forgetfulness did not know that a crisis had quietly come, and they had all gathered in the meeting hall, I was placed in the middle of the hall by Chu Yunzhi, she sat on the chair by herself without saying a word, and after several dark clan protectors examined me in detail several times, one of them stepped forward and said: "Patriarch, Chen Ye is dead." ”

Seeing Chu Yunzhi sitting motionless on his chair, the Dharma protector took a step forward: "Patriarch, patriarch ......"

"I'm here!" When the patriarch's voice came from another direction, the eight protectors of the dark clan, together with Luo Yinan, knelt on the ground at the same time: "Welcome to the patriarch." ”

If I could hear the voice of the Dark Clan Patriarch, I would be surprised, and from that person's voice, I could tell that she was Shang Wuxian.