"What?"

Bi Bufan was stunned, and the five figures stopped at the same time, all of them looked at Lin Xiaoyuan, revealing a look of doubt, and a faint feeling of unhappiness was born in his heart.

"Senior brother, do you know why I haven't used the Hanyu Guqin all the time, because that would be terrible!

Lin Xiaoyuan sat down, looked at Bi Bufan opposite indifferently, and suddenly smiled and said, people don't feel the slightest warmth, but it is indescribably weird and gloomy, and there is a feeling that death is approaching.

"Up!"

Bi Bufan's eyes showed a fierce color, without the slightest hesitation, five figures rushed out at the same time, like a dragon flying into the sky, the five-pole divine weapon halberd buzzed and vibrate, with a monstrous and terrifying momentum, playing a series of divine weapon tactics.

The golden wind devours the spirit, endlessly, the waves are raging, the fire burns the sky, and the gods of the mountain are shaken!

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, five colors and five elements, at this moment, Bi Bufan stepped into the sky, like a god and demon of the world, heaven and earth, in all directions, were crushed by the torrent of violent sound, setting off a huge wave of space, distorting the void.

"Boom, boom, boom.........."

The continuous air explosions, like dozens of cannons bombarding repeatedly, shocked the heart and shook the sky.

In this center, on the edge of the ring, Lin Xiaoyuan was overwhelmed by the shadow of the halberd, and her petite body disappeared into the five-colored torrent storm.

With such a huge momentum, even the atmospheric vacuum was shattered into nothingness, it was hard to believe that Lin Xiaoyuan, who had been seriously injured, could survive this blow.

Even if she can dodge, she has no way out, the surrounding is blocked, and when she retreats one step under her feet, she is in the sky, and she falls under the ring, and she is still defeated.

However, just when Wu Yue, Situ Ling and others thought that the overall situation had been decided, a voice that was indifferent to the world sounded faintly and reverberated endlessly.

"Lotus Throne, Death is auspicious, the piano music is ordered, hell ..... The world!"

Suddenly, a fairy light bloomed, and in the midst of that terrifying storm, a lotus platform was born, spreading with a peaceful and vast aura, extremely holy.

At the same time, a piano sound trembled, echoing in the heavens and the earth, at this moment, the ghost cried and howled, and the yin wind roared, as if the ghost door of yin and yang was wide open, and a boundless terror descended on the world.

Lin Xiaoyuan's body was glowing, and all the dirt and blood stains on her body were washed away in an instant, and the huge wound that was cut by the halberd also recovered in an instant.

Even, even the spiritual power aura that had been weakened had returned to a strong state, and it seemed unharmed.

Allowing Bi Bufan and the five of them to attack together, bombarding indiscriminately, Lin Xiaoyuan was indifferent, her body was surrounded by fairy light, and the lotus flower under the seat rotated, as if all the magic methods were not touched, and all the magic tactics were unloaded by a soft force, and she couldn't hurt her at all.

The wind blows the lotus pond, and the waves are not prosperous.

Bi Bufan's pupils shrank, as if he was a little incredulous, and was about to increase his strength to continue the attack, however, the ghostly aura in front of him and the faint sound of the piano were faint, and the scene of the world had changed.

The ground is dyed with white frost, and the ghost is like a phoenix.

Lin Xiaoyuan's plain hands were like jade, plucking the silk strings of the cold jade guqin in front of her, and as the Purgatory Town Requiem unfolded, a Dao Sen Luo ghost qi also swung out like a tide, enveloping the entire ring, distorting the space, and gradually forming a Shura hell.

Unconsciously, Bi Bufan was already in an eerie and terrifying hall.

A series of dark blue ghost fires, shining in all directions, the forest is full of ghosts, faintly visible in the depths of the hall, the ghost seat is majestic, there is a case in front of the seat, on which the book of life and death, the arrow sigil, all available.

Under it, on the left and right, a series of hideous ghost statues are arranged in an orderly manner, killing solemnly and guarding them.

All kinds of purgatory scenes, hideous ghosts and monsters, are also like murals, engraved in every corner of the main hall, and the sound of whispering, along with the sound of the piano, sounded in the void.

In front of the hall, a winding road leading to the junction of yin and yang on the Huangquan road, there are unjust souls, there are powerful ghosts, confused and confused lined up, under the pressure of countless green-faced and fanged ghost pawns, a long dragon enters the ghost hall.

There is no entry and no exit!

The Sen Luo on it is terrifying, but there is a plaque, and the word ghost judgment is written on it.

Bi Bufan was shocked, only to feel a chill down his back, bursts of cold air surged, looking back, outside the hall, in the distance, a huge archway like a city gate, towering, ghostly, three big characters written horizontally on it, vigorous and powerful, but it contains a great terror that people should not approach.

"Ghost Gate!"

Bi Bufan's face was ugly, and every word almost burst out from between his teeth.

Of course, he didn't really think that he was dead, but at this moment, the various scenes he saw still made him feel cold all over his body, and he had a feeling that his scalp was numb, and he was not far from death.

Although Bi Bufan had long known about the senior sister, and he personally passed on the master's ghost path, proficient in the language of yin and ghosts, and able to connect the hell on earth with the piano in his hand, he thought that those were just illusions.

Only now, immersed in the scene, he realized how wrong he was.

What you see in front of you, brick by brick, sand and stone, all of them are true, and even the crying expressions of those ghosts and ghosts are vivid and different.

The strong ghost aura and spiritual pressure can't be faked at all, these people, no, these ghosts, are not illusory condensation, but are really dead, and are heading to hell to suppress the temple for judgment!

Looking up, he didn't dare to approach the mighty Ghost Throne, as if there was some terrifying existence there, and his intuition told him that once he approached, danger would immediately come.

None of this is an illusion!

"It's such a powerful supernatural power, it's like you've really come to the underworld, is this the ghost path of the senior sister?"

Bi Bufan was secretly frightened, in the midst of this, he couldn't find the slightest way out, he couldn't detect any trace of Lin Xiaoyuan, and even the Five Elements Escape Law couldn't rush out of this ghost palace.

Ordinary people come here, let alone find a way to get out, basically their souls are scattered, and they are scared to death.

"Hmm, this is King Qin Guang's ghost judgment hall?!"

Broken Sorrow's expression was shocked, his eyes were like a sword, looking at the purgatory scene created by Lin Xiaoyuan in the ring when he performed the Purgatory Requiem, but his face was like a ghost, full of incredulity.

The same Purgatory Requiem, the same Dao Fa supernatural powers, judging from the results, this first purgatory realm should be the same as breaking sorrow, conjuring up the tongue-pulling hell.

However, what he sees now is completely different, through the use of supernatural powers, Lin Xiaoyuan colluded with hell, and what was finally revealed was actually the Netherworld Mansion, the Ten Palaces of Yama, and the Hall of Ghost Judgment!

Hold the grass, Nima, is it the wrong way I opened it, or is there some unknown BUG, this ..... This song can still summon the Hades Palace?!

Broken sorrow's face twitched, and he looked at the Senluo Hall blankly, and his heart was powerless.

(End of chapter)