The words of the woman's soul obviously made them recognize the ghost again.

Gu Chen understood that above the soul that surpassed the ninth level, it was the cultivation level of a ghost like a woman, and she was called the ghost king.

The woman looked at a few people, and when she saw Daozang, there was a little awe in her eyes, but when she looked at his cultivation again, she showed disdain.

Gu Chen was puzzled and asked, "Senior, are you saying that a long time ago, this was a hell?"

The woman looked at Gu Chen, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Young man, I'm not that old, are you, you actually call me senior?"

Gu Chen was also a little embarrassed, after all, in terms of appearance, this woman's face was indeed much smaller than his own.

But she is only afraid that it is the soul of the ancients, or even the primeval era, and the age is there, and if she doesn't call her senior, she really can't find any other name.

The woman looked at Gu Chen's strange expression, and suddenly smiled "poof", and said: "Okay, after all, the age is there, my former cultivation has reached the ghost king, although it has regressed now, but it is not a soul beyond the ninth level that can be compared, you can call me the ghost king." ”

Gu Chen said: "That ghost king, may I ask who you are locked in here?"

The woman didn't answer Gu Chen's question, just looked at the dark sky and was silent, but Gu Chen saw the fear in her eyes, which was the fear of a certain existence.

She was originally a cultivator at the level of a ghost king, but she instinctively feared a Buddha lamp, and Gu Chen thought of a person!

I saw the woman look at Daozang and asked, "...... him It should be dead, right?"

Daozang nodded lightly.

Obviously, Daozang also understands who the 'he' in her mouth is.

In the past, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth was so strong in guarding the Ninefold Hell! One sentence: Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha! How many ghosts have been terrified and obediently accepted the judgment.

However, the ambition dies before it is rewarded!

But seeing Daozang nodding, the woman's face changed again!

From frightened to excited, I saw her smile bitterly: "Aren't you going to suppress all the ghosts? Hehe, now I can't imagine that you are also dead! What are we afraid of? What are we ......afraid of?"

However, when the second "what are you afraid of" exit, she stopped laughing miserably.

She had gone from excitement to despair!

"Ah......h

She looked at the sky in despair, as if she had nothing to love.

Gu Chen didn't continue to ask, because he knew that if he continued to ask, she would only be more painful.

But after a period of loss, the woman still chose to speak out.

She looked at the seven people and said calmly, "Don't you want to ask me why I'm locked here? I'll tell you, in fact, I devoured the souls of thousands of cultivators and achieved a generation of ghost kings, and that Jizo King Bodhisattva sealed us sinful ghost kings here, making us repent and become prisoners, where can ghosts like us who dominate one side endure this kind of humiliation?" After all, we are just victims, so he promised us that he must find a way to get rid of the ghost cultivation that has grown up in hell! He wants to let the ghosts have a normal cultivation method just like the cultivators in the world!"

"In order to make us believe, he made a vow to live all living beings, and the funny thing is that we all believed in him and waited in prison! Until many years passed, this prison was inexplicably moved out of hell, and sealed in this unknown place, at the beginning, we could have maintained our soul power with thin dead qi, but with the passage of time, the dead qi in it was also exhausted, and many soul cultivators fell into a deep sleep, in order to continue the soul life, but after a long time, most of the souls have dissipated one after another, leaving only a few scattered powerful souls, like me. ”

The seven finally understood everything!

Daozang said: "Ghost King senior, are you saying that this space was moved from hell by the Jizo King Bodhisattva?"

The woman nodded, and said with a sad smile: "You said that there will be no one else? We were just waiting for him to save us, and now that he is dead, it seems that we will not be able to live, but after all, he has imprisoned us for the rest of his life, which is a torture ten thousand times more painful than killing us! I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled! Who said that you Buddhism is universal to all sentient beings?"

Her soul has begun to burn!

After endless years of waiting, they were just longing for the appearance of the person who could surpass them and get rid of the death cultivation, however, everything had become a fantasy.

As the chains fell, her body was wiped out.

Seeing the woman's soul burn out, the seven of them were very sympathetic, absorbing countless cultivators' souls, and eventually becoming a generation of ghost kings, but they were locked up in this dark prison, spent endless years, and died of torture!

This is indeed more painful than death.

Several people finally got to know the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

The world thought that it was just a Buddhist legend, and even many Buddhist powers thought so, but they didn't want to, so they found proof here.

Daozang said: "According to what she said, there is not a single ghost suppressed on a hill here, maybe we can know something from them." ”

A few people nodded, and then walked towards the top of another small hill, but on the top of the mountain, only the cold and black iron chains were left!

Come to think of it, for a long time, the soul that was suppressed here has long since dispersed.

The few people were not in a hurry, and continued to walk towards the next peak, and the result was the same, the spirit of suppression had already dissipated in the years without a trace.

I walked more than a dozen hills in a row, but there was no movement.

A few people began to wonder if there would still be suppressed ghosts in these mountains for endless years.

When he once again walked on a small hill where only jet-black iron chains were left, the sword said wildly: "Gu Chen, the power of your soul is strong, no different from ghosts, or you use the power of your soul to investigate, although those ghosts are sleeping, they may not necessarily be unable to perceive it?

Gu Chen nodded, the soul power gushed out, enveloping the surroundings, there was no movement on those mountains, it was very silent, this was not a world of death, there was no qi of death, this was not a world of cultivators, there was no aura of heaven and earth, so he couldn't use the power of his soul to find out more clearly.

But if you count carefully, there are a total of one hundred and eight of those small hills, that is, one hundred and eight ghosts should have been suppressed among them?

Gu Chen told a few people everything, and after discussion, several people decided that since they had all come here, they would simply check one mountain after another, and it would naturally be best to find it.

Finally, after walking over more than thirty hills, they finally saw a white-haired old man chained.

The old man was only skinned and bones, and when a few people went up to the top of the mountain, he immediately woke up from his slumber, looking at the seven living monks, and finally there was a little light in his sunken and cloudy eyes, and he rushed towards the seven people, completely forgetting his situation, and at the moment he was still chained!

The seven of them took a few steps back, but they didn't make a move, because they didn't need to make a move, and when the old man rushed over, he was already bound by iron chains, and under a pull, the old man had already crawled on the ground weakly.

He's exhausted!

Looking at a few people, they didn't even say a word, and they began to slowly turn into fly ash and be blown away by the wind.

Daozang said baldly for a while: "Alas! It's a pity! I finally found one, and I died like this." ”

The sand dune patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sword madness, don't worry, there are still more than seventy mountains, I think there should be a soul that can survive." ”

The group continued to search for the remaining hills, and just as they had reached the fiftieth peak, they finally saw a living ghost again.

It was the soul of a man with two horns, burly, with his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and he slowly opened his eyes when several people arrived.

Seeing such a ghost, several people didn't dare to be careless, and cautiously approached step by step.

The man with two horns looked very calm, he looked at the seven people calmly, and did not speak,

In the same way, he didn't do anything to a few people!