Step on the heavenly peak, step on the heavenly temple.

Repression.

At this time, the Temple of Stepping on Heaven was terrifyingly depressed!

It's even hard to breathe.

And the source of all this is Ye Xiu, who suddenly appeared.

Looking at the letter in front of him, Ye Xiu's face was gloomy, the purple blossom flashed in his hand, and the letter turned into pieces.

"Don't worry, I'll bring Cher back intact." After Ye Xiu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Ye Shouza." Zi Yege suddenly stopped Ye Xiu, who had already arrived at the door, Ye Xiu didn't look back, just said coldly: "What's the matter?" ”

"Beware!" Zi Yege opened her mouth, and finally only sighed lightly.

Ye Xiu raised his eyelids, did not look back, did not respond, and left directly.

"Alas~"

After a long time, there were bursts of sighs in the hall.

At this time, Lu Tianyun, the head of the West Courtyard, who had always been irritable, clenched his fists and said hatefully: "These bastards can have such obscene methods!" ”

"The people of the Yunmeng Ancient Kingdom are afraid, they are afraid of Ye Shouzuo's means!" Su Ming closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The head of Nangong on the side said to Zi Yege: "Master, why did you promise him just now?" Let Ye Xiu go to the Burial Soul Valley alone, with his true cultivation, isn't that sending him to death? Even if Dongfang Aoxue is a genius of the sect, how can he compare to Ye Xiu? ”

"Hmph, Nangong Pifu, pay attention to your words!" Dongfang Patriarch snorted unhappily, although Nangong Shouzuo was telling the truth, but talking about his daughter like this, Dongfang Patriarch still couldn't bear it.

"Alas, I hope it's okay, with those paintings on the side, with the means of Ye Shouzuo, it should be able to turn the danger into a disaster." The patriarch of the Ximen family sighed softly, just now the eight major families had already handed over all their respective picture scrolls to Ye Xiu. At times like these, no one will be stingy with favoritism.

Zi Yege, who had been silent for a long time, slowly spoke at this time: "This matter is extremely strange. Zi Yege glanced at the people present, and then said in a deep voice: "Ao Xue is in the sect, and she will be quietly captured by the people of the Yunmeng Ancient Kingdom, is this normal?" ”

Listening to Zi Yege's words, everyone frowned, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, flashed a trace of essence, and said, "Among the sects, there are inner ghosts!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the field suddenly fell silent.

After a long while, Zi Yege said lightly: "No matter how this matter ends, you have to investigate it carefully." Let the reward and punishment Tiansi take action, the four courtyards and the eight great families, none of them can be left behind! When he said the latter, Zi Yege was no longer that light tone, but an unquestionable domineering. At this moment, the majesty of the sect leader was vividly displayed on the body of Ziye Song.

"Hmm."

Everyone present nodded in agreement, and at this time, no one dared to disagree. When such a big thing happened, no one dared to be careless.

……

And Ye Xiu, who came out of the main hall, glanced at the sky, his eyes were extremely deep, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time. Then Ye Xiu's gaze fell on the statues on the square, which were the statues of the Heavenly Immortal Emperor and the eight generals. After Ye Xiu stared for a while, he glanced at the two ancient trees beside the statue of the Immortal Emperor, one tea tree and one cypress. For some reason, at this time, the corners of Ye Xiu's mouth showed a slight sneer, and his eyes were even more full of contempt.

The body flashed in the air, and the whole person faded in an instant, and the figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the ripples of space in place.

Burial Soul Valley, 30,000 miles east of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Thirty thousand miles away, Ye Xiu actually arrived in the blink of an eye, such a terrifying speed was stronger than any body technique.

For Ye Xiu, space and time are not distances, although he has not recovered at this time, but if he uses some Immortal Emperor Origin, just 30,000 miles is simply one step away.

Standing in front of the Burial Soul Valley, Ye Xiu's eyes were indifferent, casually looking at this gloomy valley. With green grass and flowers, and a forest of green trees, it looks like an ordinary valley on the surface.

Yunmeng Ancient Kingdom didn't know what means to use, and unknowingly abducted Ao Xue, and even released a word, naming Ye Xiu to come to this burial soul valley alone, otherwise Ao Xue would be ruined.

It's a clumsy strategy, but it's simple and effective. Often, the simpler it is, the more miraculous it is to operate.

Just like now, Ye Xiu was already standing in front of the Burial Soul Valley.

Ye Xiu raised his eyelids, without hesitation, and slowly entered this small valley.

When Ye Xiu stepped into the Burial Soul Valley, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The valley was originally verdant, but at this time, the wind was blowing, and the ghosts were groaning, and there were countless ghosts flickering around.

Ye Xiu was also a little surprised, sneered, and said softly: "It took a lot of thought to find such a place." Valley of Buried Souls? Where the ghost Yama was once buried? Hehe, kind of interesting. ”

The ghost Yama is a supreme Yama of the Netherworld, equivalent to the Immortal Emperor of that era. But such an invincible Yama was killed in the end! The ghost Yama is also the only Yama who has been killed in the entire Netherworld. When Yama died, the heavens and the earth trembled.

This Burial Soul Valley, according to Ye Xiu's current rough view, nine times out of ten, this ghost Yama has been buried. It can also be regarded as a burial ground for a Yama, but at this time, the corpse of this Yama is definitely no longer here, and when the ghost clan was defeated, the corpse of this Yama must have been taken away. However, even if there is no body of that Yama here, this is the place where Yama was buried after all, and it must be dangerous everywhere.

Ye Xiu continued to walk forward, countless roars and screams around him, mixed with gusts of yin wind, and the entire surroundings seemed to be trapped in the hell of the revenant, full of strange aura. There is even more rolling black fog ahead, and there seems to be a terrible ghost wailing in the black fog, and there are undead singing in a low voice, and there are only enough shadows to see, and there seems to be a terrifying grimace condensed, with a heart-rending pain, which looks shocking. It seems that there are countless ghosts, their hands constantly tearing the faces of some creatures, countless bloody faces, with earth-shattering screams, spread all over the four fields.

Ye Xiu's eyes were not wavering, they were still so plain, with a wave of his hand, a long painting unfolded in the air, and Ye Xiu whispered in a strange syllable: "Thousands of years, Yongzhen East!" ”

"Boom"

Suddenly, in that picture, there was a man, with his back to the big sun, holding a three-foot long sword, after Ye Xiu's recitation, it seemed to come to life, the same bright red and bloody picture, and suddenly burst out with endless evil energy, and the long sword revealed a boundless murderous aura, and suddenly surged towards that layer of black mist.

In an instant, the black mist turned into green smoke. Seeing this, a smile flashed in Ye Xiu's eyes, these eight picture scrolls are really suitable for dealing with ghosts.

Back then, the great sage of the human race who shouted "Thousands of years, Yongzhen East" in front of the Yama Hall was one of the eight great people who were invincible in the mouth of the Nine Lotus Ghost Mirror, and he was also Ye Xiu's so-called eight outer disciples.

I'm afraid that few people in the world know, and even Ye Xiu's later thirteen personal immortal emperors don't know that the eight peerless sages who once guarded the Bafang Human Race in the Netherworld Era were actually Ye Xiu's disciples.

In that most difficult era for the human race, the era when the human race withered, eight great sages were born one after another, blessed one side of the human race, and left hope for the human race. Even, the only ghost Yama in the entire Nether Age who was killed was killed by one of them.

"The day is in the mountains, who is the soul of the knife."

It can be said that in the history of the human race, there are few people who can surpass the status of these eight great sages, and the eight of them are too important to the human race. If it weren't for the eight of them, maybe the weak Terrans wouldn't have survived the Netherworld Age at that time, and they would have disappeared long ago.

"For thousands of years, Yongzhen East!"

"The sky is falling, painting the South Palace!"

"The sun is in the mountains, who is the soul of the knife!"

Every roar, every oath, is all poured with the endless blood of the ghost clan.

Similarly, the painting in Ye Xiu's hand was also painted with the blood of the ghost clan, and it was painted by that great sage with the blood of many ghost clan masters. It is precisely because of this that there is such a strong murderous and evil aura on this painting, and it can be said that this painting is the supreme treasure for dealing with the ghost clan.

Back then, the ghost clan killed by the eight great sages was terrified, and since then, the ghost clan will have fear from the depths of their souls when they encounter such an aura.

This is the fear of killing!

Ye Xiu hung this painting above his head, and walked towards the depths of the valley step by step.

The portrait has passed, and the ghost spirit does not exist.

Just as Ye Xiu was walking slowly, suddenly, a sneer, mixed with an incomparably gloomy aura, blocked his way.