Into Cliff Mountain, how many years?

Wake up from the lonely grave in the wilderness of the isolated island in the world, and see the sorrow and have an inextricable connection with the cliff mountain.

From a mortal, to the elder sister of Yashan.

I still remember the first time I heard the word "Yashan" from the mouth of the people of Fudao Mountain, I still remember the surprised eyes when I mentioned to others for the first time that I was under the door of Yashan, and I still remember the first time I stepped on the sword of the Fudao Mountain people and was shocked when I saw the Yashan Mountain from afar across half of the 19 continents......

Of course, I also remember the Thousand Repair Tomb.

At that time, she didn't understand what the grassy tombs on the river beach outside the mountain meant, but she was deeply impressed.

After all, how could there be such a strange sect in the world?

The Yashan Cableway crosses the tributaries of the Jiutou River, and the whole area is the front mountain of Yashan, which is the direction of the famous Lanyue Hall of Yashan.

Such a famous faction, there are thousands of graves in front of the mountain gate!

Countless times from the cliff mountain ropeway, or standing on the top of the sheath to look down, all she saw was those silent tombs, but she never thought that there would be such a day: in this extreme ghost realm that is very different from the cliff mountain, she saw with her own eyes those thousand cultivator souls who should have been sleeping in the tombs!

When a man dies, the sword returns!

But these thousands of dead souls are forever imprisoned in this strange foreign land, and there is no peace in death!

Following the ghost cultivator in front of him, he walked towards the huge Yizhuang shrouded in miasma on the bank of the river.

The ground was covered with dark red dirt, and there was no trace left by the feet.

The Yellow Spring is turbulent, flowing through, and the sound of the water is very similar to the tributary of the Jiutou River that flows through Yashan.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

The Yizhuang made of white bones is very similar to the scene of eighteen layers of hell painted on the mural, and it is even more gloomy because of the shroud of miasma.

The thousands of dark red blood coffins, ninety percent are in the back of the village, and one percent is in the village.

The blood coffins are all covered, but at first glance, it does not seem to be made of any actual material, but gives people an illusory sense of flow.

The color is like a dark red yellow spring water!

It is clearly the water of the Yellow Spring as the coffin, and the miasma of Yizhuang as the cage!

There were more than a dozen people waiting here in front of Yizhuang, and when they saw that the robes and robes were embroidered with skeletons, they knew that they were all ghosts of the ghost royal family.

At the head is an elder.

The man stood in the middle of the doorway, dark and very thin, like a shriveled skin on the outside of the skeleton, and his wrinkled eyelids almost covered both eyes.

At this moment, everyone gasped!

It's just because this old man who describes the horror of withering and terrifying has a white forest in his eyes, only the whites of his eyes, and no eyes!

When the eyes were raised to look at the person, they were lifeless and dull.

The cultivation is not low, it should be the "Hedao" of the Extreme Region, the "accession to the WTO" of the Nineteen Continents, and when I saw this person, I felt a ghostly aura and a deep dead air, which was very uncomfortable.

This person's way of cultivating is definitely ghostly.

She frowned inwardly.

But with the cultivation of this ghost royal clan elder, he couldn't detect the disguise of worry, and only opened his eyes that didn't know if he could see it, turned his head to Fu Chaosheng, and said, "Lord Li Han, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Fu Chaoshengshi was also here for the first time, but after all, he was still a judge of King Qin Guang, and he still knew about the situation in between, so his face was calm, and he only replied: "On the orders of His Royal Highness King Qin Guang, I have already selected these more than 100 elite ghost cultivators of the ghost clan according to the requirements of the elders, for the elders to drive. The war has started, the matter is urgent, His Royal Highness King Qin Guang is still waiting for Li to go to restore his life after something is done, so the rest of the matter is left to the elders, and I hope the elders will do it as soon as possible. ”

"That's how it should be. ”

Unlike Elder Li Yan who was in the capital city before, this Ghost King Clan Elder was not respectful to Li Han, and only responded indifferently, and then turned to look at the one hundred and three new ghost cultivators.

"Come in. ”

All the ghost cultivators were a little apprehensive.

Although they have all seen Huangquan in the capital city, and they have even cultivated to a high level, they can be regarded as having a head and a face, but they never knew that there was such a place in the lower reaches of Huangquan, a righteous village, and thousands of coffins!

When the elder called them in, they hesitated for a moment before entering through the door.

The wind outside was very cold, but after stepping into this huge Yizhuang, all the wind sounds stopped, and the air seemed to be not flowing, revealing a bit of oppressive suffocation.

In the dim light, hundreds of coffins were laid out.

The old man, who only had the whites of his eyes, walked on the narrow path between the blood coffin and the blood coffin, and said to them: "The matter of this place is a top secret for me, and you are fortunate enough to be here today to learn about it, and to dedicate your efforts to this matter, it can be regarded as a creation that cannot be cultivated in eight lifetimes." There are thousands of blood coffins here, and each coffin has a soul puppet. ”

The term "soul puppet" is extremely rare in the nineteen continents, but if you say "puppet", everyone knows it. It's just that in the Nineteen Continents, the human body is used as a puppet, which is a "human puppet", and in the Polar Domain, it is naturally a puppet with the soul as a puppet, and it is a "soul puppet".

All the ghost cultivators can understand it.

However, there are blood coffins here, isn't there thousands of soul puppets? This number is very terrifying.

When I heard this, I was shocked.

When I arrived here before, all kinds of ominous premonitions came true, even if I just heard the word "soul puppet", it was difficult to be depressed, not to mention that there was a bit of pride in this old man's tone?

She clenched her fingers and didn't have a seizure.

The elder didn't know that outsiders had been mixed in among the ghost cultivators, and he laughed suspiciously: "You must know that this soul puppet is not an ordinary soul puppet, all of them are incomparably powerful, and their soul bodies are all from the Yashan cultivators who fell in the Yin Yang Realm War before the Eleventh Jiazi!"

Everyone was shocked and gasped!

As if he had touched some kind of treasure, the elder stroked a bloody coffin beside him with his wrinkled palm on the dry skin, and said: "I think back then, this was still a good method that His Royal Highness the Emperor Song came up with, but it was a superb calculation and 'make the best use of everything'! His Royal Highness the Emperor of Song came up with a strange method, only to order people to forcibly chop up these thousands of souls, and use the method of karmic fire to extinguish the will in their souls, and then refine them with alchemy, and reassemble them into new souls, then its power is still there, if the old soul is really a new puppet, you can obediently drive it for my polar domain!"

Chop the soul, burn it with karmic fire, extinguish its will, and fight it into a new soul!

Seeing sorrow walking at the back, walking on the side of this unopened blood coffin, but I felt that a bloody and tearful wave of grief and anger in my chest was rampant, wanting to break her shell, turn into a monstrous sword light, and cut off this proud old horseman!

In the center of the eyebrows, the half-inch blood line has quietly floated!

It's just that a hand next to her quietly reached over and pressed the tight fingers that she had pinched the sword trick.

Fu Chaosheng turned his eyes to look at her.

Although he couldn't really understand how he would feel at this moment when he was under the Yashan Gate, even if he was just inferred, he could imagine what people called "pain", and the moment his palm covered her fingers, he easily felt the huge power surging in her body, and the almost decisive killing intent!

But now is not the time!

It took a lot of trouble to do more than come to this Yizhuang and get rid of the threat of these soul golems.

It was a plan that she had set, and she should know it better than he did.

So the surging and majestic power finally gradually faded from the fingertips, and the blood line that flashed between the eyebrows slowly dimmed, still hidden in the depths.

Even the body and blood are cold.

Seeing the sad face, it was so calm that it was frightening, so he only lowered his hand and said lightly: "I'm fine." ”