Forgot to say a word so far, took off the soul collection bag hanging on his waist with his backhand, ran the mystical magic method in his body, infused the true yuan mana, and volleyed along the unpredictable trajectory, the soul collection method bag quickly expanded and became larger, instantly turning into a five-foot size rainbow magic bag with a lot of things inside;

"Buzz!"

The soul collection magic bag suddenly flowed with divine light, blooming with a more dazzling brilliance, the whole body was colorful, like a rainbow casting, countless complex mysterious runes, countless mysterious and unpredictable mysterious patterns, like the nine heavenly dragons incarnated in Sumeru, flying and swimming in the rainbow light, wandering freely;

The soul collection magic bag bloomed with colorful and brilliant divine light, mysterious runes and mysterious patterns, intertwined with each other, entangled and surrounded, looming on the soul collection magic bag, faintly, it seemed to form some kind of magic circle, casting a mysterious and unfathomable supreme divine power;

As Forgetfulness pinched the mystical magic trick with one hand, and aimed the soul collection method bag at the hanged ghost with the other, the soul collection method bag suddenly trembled slightly, and instantly rose into the air, expanding and enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into the size of a grinding disc in the blink of an eye, and opening its pocket in the air, as if a purgatory beast devouring the soul had opened its bloody mouth;

Tens of thousands, colorful rainbow silk threads instantly erupted from the soul collection bag, like a soul chain of the ghost in the underworld, binding and imprisoning the hanged ghost, pulling it backwards and flying back, as fast as a storm and lightning, and it disappeared into the soul collection bag in the blink of an eye;

"Buzz!"

Seeing this, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the soul collection magic bag quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye in the dazzling and dazzling divine light, and flew back into a palm-sized volley again, falling into the palm of Forgetmo's outstretched hand, and the dazzling brilliant divine light and rune patterns were extremely restrained, returning to the basics, and disappearing;

Forget Mo hung the soul collection bag on his waist with his backhand, looked indifferently in a certain direction, raised his arm and pinched the sword finger in the void, and ordered in a deep voice in an indifferent tone:

"The four ghost kings listen to the order! Go with the poor road to meet the overlord of this Yin Mountain and ghost land, and see what this ghost god is capable of!"

When the four ghost kings heard this, they silently supported the platform, stepped on the yin wind and floated forward, flying forward with forgetfulness, skipping countless wandering ghosts with teeth and claws along the way, and jumping over desolate and corrupt ridges;

"Boom la la ..."

After walking forward for a while, suddenly a strange change suddenly appeared, and the sharp and piercing ghost crying wolf howl around suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, as if all the wandering ghosts and wild ghosts suddenly hibernated, and at the same time, a dull and oppressive sound of water quietly sounded;

A strange river of dusk and turbidity, at a speed visible to the naked eye, appeared out of thin air very abruptly, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if the Yellow Spring of the River Styx came from the underworld through time and space, and was about to flow towards the mysterious and unknown distance, exuding a cold and cold breath, steaming with an eerie and rotten smell, as if there were countless demons and monsters lurking in it;

The strange and turbid river seems to be formed by the corpses of countless demons and monsters, and the corpse oil and blood that have been weathered and decayed over the years.

On the murky and turbid river, countless eerie phosphorescences turned into ghost fires and disappeared in a flash, endlessly, shining on the vast water surface, like a night demon dragon with teeth and claws, surging in the direction of Forgetfulness with an unstoppable attitude, as if to engulf Forgetfulness and the four ghost kings;

Through the phosphorescent ghost fire that flickered like stars, it seemed that there was a sparsely haired, extremely white ghost in it, dormant in the cold and biting water, the soul body was a little fat due to edema, as if standing on the head of the Night Demon Dragon, the appearance was hideous, ugly, terrifying;

The four ghost kings involuntarily stopped their figures, in a pair of ghost eyes, their expressions were different, faintly, there seemed to be blood light lingering, silently looking into the distance, as if waiting for Forgetmo to give an order, and as if waiting for Forgetmo to make a bold move, with a brutal and unrivaled attitude, the menacing ghosts and monsters in the future will be suppressed;

"Drowned Ghost! Ghost Emperor Realm!"

Forget Mo sat on the platform, staring indifferently ahead, breaking through the identity and cultivation realm of the drowned ghost in one word, his tone was as indifferent as a stranger, as if he didn't care, and he didn't seem to put the drowned ghost in his eyes at all;

"Assert ..."

In the majestic stormy waves, after the drowning ghost heard the indifferent words of forgetfulness, he grinned and let out a series of sharp and piercing, terrifying and terrifying sinister smirks, and in a pair of miserable white and puffy ghost eyes, there was a cruel and bloodthirsty blood light, the evil aura lingered, the murderous intent loomed, and the posture was arrogant and provocative;

"Daoist! What I hate the most is you damn stinky Taoists, if it weren't for you damn stinky Taoists, who prevented me from finding a stand-in one after another, and sabotaged my good deeds again and again, I would have been reincarnated a long time ago, how could I have ended up in this situation like today, trapped in this never-ending ghost place!"

Forgetting to hear this, his eyes were still indifferent, unmoved, no generous statements full of justice, no fierce words of righteous indignation, only a soft voice in an indifferent tone;

"It's not easy to remember that your cultivation is not easy, I wanted to let you live, but I never thought that you were already ghostly, and evil thoughts entered the soul, in this case, the poor road will be the way of heaven, so that your soul will fly away and disappear!"

When the drowned ghost heard this, he was instantly furious, and his already ugly face suddenly became even more hideous and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and roared at Forgetfulness;

"Damn the stinky Taoist! Don't go crazy! Cross my Styx Yellow Spring first, and then speak wildly!"

Forgetting to hear this, he was slightly stunned, his eyes flickered, full of mockery and disdain, and his tone was indifferent and softly mocking;

"It's just a little trick to carve insects! I dare to be ashamed! I dare to claim to be the Yellow Spring of the River Styx, it's simply ignorant and ridiculous!"

When the drowned ghost heard this, he immediately trembled with anger, although it had never seen the real Styx Yellow Spring with his own eyes, but its so-called Styx Yellow Spring was also the one that it had gone through a lot of hardships, using the qi of yin death and the qi of the soul to refine the flesh and bones of countless living beings, and even wrapping the souls of some wandering souls and wild ghosts, so as to have this powerful momentum;

This is not only the means by which it became famous, but also the masterpiece of which it is proud, and it is unthinkable that it is now being belittled by oblivion and belittled as worthless, and the undisguised disdain and ridicule instantly completely angered the drowning ghost.