Although the bottle did not explode, it was not the ghost king bottle in the previous life.

Instead, he accidentally discharged a new bottle by sorting the soul text, and as for whether he could carry the spiritual power, he had to try it to know......

A moment later, he was sent to the Underworld.

Sent in wisps, and didn't dare to send too much at once.

About 10,000 wisps, that is, a ray of spiritual power, Feng Qingyan stopped to observe carefully, then shook the bottle, and threw the bottle to the ground.

The bottle didn't burst.

"Although it is not as good as the ghost king bottle in the previous life, it may carry the power of the underworld. ”

Feng Qingyan observed carefully for a while and said, faintly discovering that the soul text on the inner wall of the bottle seemed to exert a mysterious power and bear the spiritual power for life.

At this time, his whole person swept away the previous decadence and became energetic.

Why think so much?

Do what you have to do!

A day later, the bottle did not escape the spiritual power, and it exploded, and Feng Qingyan continued to send the spiritual power into the bottle.

Although the bottle was not large, it contained hundreds of spiritual powers.

"If the spiritual power turns into liquid, it may be able to hold more ......," Feng Qingyan whispered, but the bottle might not be able to bear it.

Feng Qingyan sorted the soul texts and made two more ghost king bottles.

Although it was not the Ghost King Bottle in his previous life, Feng Qingyan was still called the Ghost King, adding up to nearly four hundred spiritual powers, which was enough for him to use once to "see ghosts".

However, the power will be much weaker.

However, he is mainly to "break through the void and see the subtleties", after all, the ability to "see ghosts through the shadows" has become the magic power of Qingshan Chenghuang.

Not intended for use outside.

And "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle", according to different supernatural powers, different spiritual powers can be used.

At this time, he threw the three ghost king bottles in the painting, and continued to ride the ox cart north, but he never left the Qingshan Realm.

I only walk twenty or thirty miles a day, and occasionally I will stay for a few days.

At night.

Not long after Feng Qingyan's consciousness returned to the Golden Body of the City God, he received a report from Tu Yang and discovered the whereabouts of the evil ghost in the northwest direction of the Qingshan Realm.

Unfortunately, he could not be captured alive.

"I'm going to go there in person, and I ask the old man to lead the way. ”

Feng Qingyan groaned.

"No. ”

Tuyang Road, and immediately led the way.

Along the way, he swept through countless mountains, flew out more than 200 miles, and came to a deserted valley. At this time, the captain led a thousand Yin soldiers to surround the entire valley to prevent the evil spirits from escaping.

"How many demons are there?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Huifujun, there are still thirteen evil ghosts. ”

The lieutenant saluted.

"Wait and retreat. ”

Feng Qingyan groaned.

"No. ”

The captain didn't ask much at all, and immediately led a thousand Yin soldiers to leave in a hurry.

"Fu Lao ......"

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"No. ”

Tuyang didn't say anything and immediately left the valley.

After a while, Feng Qingyan's consciousness immediately returned to his body, and his body incarnated into the Qingshan City God, which appeared in the valley in the blink of an eye.

"Want to escape?"

As soon as Feng Qingyan waved his hand, a circle of spiritual power fell, immediately trapping the evil ghost.

Demons are nothing more than scribes.

"There is a chance to learn how to learn the painting of the Dharma......

Feng Qingyan said softly.

He was interested in many supernatural powers or sacred arts of other sects.

The Legalist's "painting the ground as a dungeon" has supernatural powers and holy arts, but the holy arts are more difficult to comprehend, but the power is very strong.

The Legalist holy art of "drawing the ground as a prison" can even temporarily trap the great sage.

"Whew-"

Thirteen evil ghosts were trapped and roared fiercely at Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan stepped down from the night sky step by step, and walked directly into the circle of the underworld, immediately attracting the attack of the evil ghosts.

Boom –

The breath on Feng Qingyan's body exploded like a "boom".

The thirteen demons immediately became frightened and retreated frantically, as if they had seen something terrible.

"Come out. ”

Feng Qingyan whispered, calling the ghost gate behind him.

It's a pity that the ghost gate behind him was disobedient, which made Feng Qingyan suddenly a little embarrassed.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had no choice but to put away the power of the city god and quietly look at the evil ghost, while the evil ghost looked at Feng Qingyan with some doubts.

After a while, there are demons, try to come forward.

"Whew-"

An evil ghost couldn't help it, and suddenly attacked Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan did not resist, nor did he send out the coercion of the city god, and when the evil ghost was about to attack him, the strange darkness behind him suddenly appeared.

A ghost gate emerges from the eerie darkness.

The ghost door is out.

The thirteen evil ghosts looked at Feng Qingyan in fear, knelt down one by one, and even their heads fell to the ground.

Feng Qingyan walked up.

But the demon fell on his knees and retreated.

"Stop!"

Feng Qingyan shouted.

It's a pity that the evil ghost didn't obey, and still knelt down and retreated.

Feng Qingyan frowned, then reached out and grabbed a demon and came to him, looking at it carefully.

Evil spirits are very weird.

It seems to be half-real, but it is a soul, but when it dies it is like a physical body......

"What the hell are demons?"

Feng Qingyan was curious.

However, there is no answer yet, not even to the saints.

At this time, he separated the golden body of the city god, stood behind his body, looked at the ghost gate that appeared in the strange darkness, and sent the demon he had caught to the ghost gate.

"Whew-"

The demons roared in terror and struggled wildly.

When the evil ghost entered the strange darkness and did not touch the ghost gate, it immediately disappeared, leaving only a strange wisp of black.

"Sure enough, it's not a demon......

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but say.

Although he had already guessed that it could not be an ordinary evil ghost, he still had to verify it.

At this time, he grabbed the second evil ghost and sent it into the strange darkness, but he still did not touch the ghost gate, and it disappeared.

After a while, all thirteen demons were destroyed.

Feng Qingyan was not disappointed, after all, it was expected.

"What kind of demon is it?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

At this time, he was suddenly stunned, the sixteen evil ghosts guarding the ghost gate, that is, the sixteen ghost generals, were the evil ghosts of the previous life, the ghost generals of the previous life.

How can this world exist?

If there were, hell would it be......

"If that's the case, wouldn't the ghost gate be unable to be opened?" Feng Qingyan was surprised, what is the purpose of the ghost gate that can't be opened?

Yes, there is.

But it can't play the true power of the ghost gate at all.

"Sixteen evil ghosts, sixteen ghost generals, whether evil ghosts or ghost generals, it's just a title. Feng Qingyan thought and recalled.

"Do they have names?"

"What are they called?"

"What other purpose do they have than guarding the ghost gate?"

Feng Qingyan tried to recall.

After a while, he returned to his original place and returned the golden body of the city god to the city god mansion.

"Sixteen evil ghosts, there should be a name, what is it called? Is there such an evil ghost in this world?"

"If not, can I get something else?"

The ox cart slowly moved north.

Feng Qingyan sat in the ox cart and pondered, reminiscing.

"Mountain ghosts?"

"Sixteen evil ghosts, there should be a name, what is it called? Is there such an evil ghost in this world?"

"If not, can I get something else?"

The ox cart slowly moved north.

Feng Qingyan sat in the ox cart and pondered, reminiscing.

"Mountain ghosts?"