Ye Xiu stopped and fixed his eyes to see that this was a person whose whole body was shrouded in a black robe, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and there was a trace of ghost aura lingering around his body. However, Ye Xiu knew that this was not a ghost, but a human.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting, ghost repair?" Ye Xiu glanced at the black-robed man standing in front of him and said casually.

The black-robed man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled coldly and said in a dark voice: "Little baby, do you still know about ghost cultivation?" Then you deserve to die! When the words fell, the figure of the black-robed man was like a streamer phantom in mid-air, and the eerie ghost aura was permeated, and the powerful black ghost aura was rolling like a wave, dense layer by layer, surrounded layer by layer, and suddenly attacked Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu was in the middle of it, feeling this strange ghost aura, and frowned slightly.

Ghost cultivation is not a ghost race, but a human race. This kind of monk now rarely exists, when in the Netherworld Age, there was a group of people who gave up the orthodoxy of the human race, and instead threw themselves into the arms of the ghost race, practicing the exercises of the ghost race, willing to be driven by the ghost race, and also killed the human race compatriots together.

It can be said that the ghost cultivators at that time were more hateful than the ghost clan. Later, the Netherworld Age ended, and countless ghost cultivators were also wiped out. However, after all, some ghost cultivators survived, and even with a little development of the times, they also established a Taoist system and established a sect. However, ghost cultivation is not orthodox of the human race after all, not to mention that in the history of the human race, they also aided and abused, so today's ghost cultivation is actually very unpopular, and it is often called an evil sect.

Ye Xiu waved his hand casually, and the long painting above his head suddenly flashed brightly, and a strong evil aura, mixed with endless killing intent mixed with endless killing intent rushed forward. However, what is surprising is that the boundless power of this long painting has become useless at this time!

When he met the ghost aura of this ghost cultivator, it dissipated directly like ice and snow.

Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the black-robed ghost Xiu opposite smiled and said, "How is it?" Surprised? Your painting is very good at dealing with ghosts, but I'm a human race, and it can't hurt me. As the words fell, a blue phantom appeared behind the black-robed man, also full of ghostly energy.

"Hehe, how about trying my Zhong Kui?" The black-robed man smiled gloomily at Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at the ghostly Heroic Soul Zhong Kui in the air.

"It's really a lot of work, and I know how to interlock, not only lure me here, but also find ghost cultivators, these people complement each other here, and they can also make my war paintings useless, hehe, not bad." In the face of such a situation, Ye Xiu did not have the slightest panic, the old god was still there, and he could even calmly analyze the structure of this conspiracy against him.

If it was simply this Burial Soul Valley, no matter how dangerous the ghost thing was here, Ye Xiu would not take it seriously, after all, the power of this long painting should not be underestimated. However, although this long painting is strong, it becomes useless when facing the human race. At that time, Ye Xiu's main intention in taking out these eight long paintings in front of the mountain gate was actually to give the Nine Lotus Ghost Mirror a warning, but unfortunately the Nine Lotus Ghost Mirror did not understand Ye Xiu's meaning.

It can be seen that the planner of this conspiracy must know Ye Xiu very well, otherwise it would be impossible to create the situation that appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Zhong Kui, the heroic soul in the air, suddenly made a move, and a long hook full of ghostly energy, mixed with layers of ghost shadows, attacked Ye Xiu fiercely.

There was no fluctuation in Ye Xiu's eyes, and with a flick of his right hand, a figure of immortal energy stood in front of Ye Xiu.

"The sword of the river comes from the sky!"

With a loud snort, Li Bai's figure appeared out of thin air, with black hair and indifferent eyes, exuding a strong coercion.

Ye Xiu sneered, a colorful immortal light flashed on Li Bai's body, and the three-foot Fusang sword in his hand, mixed with the fire that tore through the space, suddenly met Zhong Kui's long hook.

"Boom"

A huge explosion came, countless streamers scattered everywhere, and Li Bai's sword actually destroyed Zhong Kui's hook!

The black-robed man didn't expect this scene to happen at all, his eyes were full of surprise, and when he saw the supreme immortal light emanating from Li Bai, he couldn't help but say in horror: "How is it possible? This is the Valley of Buried Souls, how can your heroic soul still have this kind of strength? You should only be able to exert 30% of your strength, but my Zhong Kui can exert 120% of your strength, how is this possible! ”

"Hmph, there's a lot of things you don't understand!" Ye Xiu snorted coldly, indeed, this Burial Soul Valley is full of ghost energy, and it is the most suitable place for the heroic soul Zhong Kui to play, and the rest of the heroic souls will be suppressed here, and they can only exert thirty percent of their strength at most. However, Ye Xiu's Li Bai is no longer an ordinary heroic soul, but an immortal soul!

The immortal soul is for the immortal soul!

The power of the immortal soul, there is nothing to do!

Not to mention this small Burial Soul Valley, even if it is in a real burial ground, or in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, the immortal soul is not afraid at all!

This is the power of the immortal soul!

"Die!" Ye Xiu snorted coldly, and suddenly, the immortal soul Li Bai flew high, and a divine bird behind him, the golden crow, spread its wings and soared into the sky, its long hair fluttered wildly, without any words, Li Bai directly displayed the "Qinglian Sword Song".

Five sword qi shining with dazzling white light suddenly shot out from the Fusang sword, and it was the black-robed man in front of him. In the face of this powerful blow, the black-robed man was no longer leisurely, his face turned sharply, and he roared, and the heroic soul Zhong Kui behind him also performed "Reincarnation Devouring" at this time, trying to pit Li Bai's "Qinglian Sword Song".

It's a pity that in the face of the immortals, all the struggles were in vain. In the dazzling sword qi, there were also countless fire qi, like a golden crow resurrection, which immediately swallowed the black-robed man, and together with the heroic soul Zhong Kui, he was shrouded in vertical and horizontal sword qi.

The black-robed man struggled hard, letting out a desperate scream from his mouth, watching his body being annihilated by the sword qi. When the strange sword qi disappeared, only a terrible scream was heard, and then the black-robed man turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Ye Xiu's expression did not change. He knew that this person was just a small miscellaneous fish, and it was estimated that he was just a vain ghost who came to test his strength, and the real master was probably behind. Since they can ask the ghost cultivator to help, it must not be so simple and it will end.

Standing quietly in mid-air, countless resentful ghosts and moths around him rushed towards Ye Xiu, the long painting on the top of Ye Xiu's head sprinkled a ray of light, firmly protecting Ye Xiu in it, and all the ghosts and things dissipated in this light cover, vanishing in smoke.

On the side, the immortal soul Li Bai held the Fusang sword full of firelight, and stood with a long body.

In the layers of ghost mist, Ye Xiu stood quietly in mid-air, looking around. It seemed that a trace of black mist was changing various shapes, and it was slowly approaching Ye Xiu. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the immortal soul Li Bai next to him had a horizontal sword in his chest, ready to shoot at any time.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed, and twelve heroic souls full of ghostly energy appeared around one after another, forming a very strange formation around Ye Xiu.