Song Qingxiao went up the steps and approached the mirror, but saw that her shadow was not reflected in the mirror, but after she got closer, the mirror seemed to be divided into two, one side was clear and the other side was chaotic.

At the same time, as the mirror surface changed, the yin qi also shifted to the left and right, as if waiting for her to choose.

The two doors on the left and right are each implicated in half of the mirrors.

The mirror is divided into two halves, which clearly tempts her to choose one to push open.

This kind of trick is like a choice that the trialist often needs to make in the Trials of the Divine Hell, and if it is done wrong, it can lead to bad consequences.

"Humph!" Song Qingxiao let out a cold snort, even if she couldn't help herself in the trial, at this time, a member of the Fan clan would dare to engage in such tricks to force her to make a choice?

She clenched her fist and slammed it into the mirror.

The loud sound of the 'clang' was followed by the screams of the ghosts.

"Ahh

The spiritual power penetrated through the mirror body, smashing the hidden yin soul in the mirror, the yin qi turned into black smoke, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the mirror.

"I hate it when people make me choose."

She removed her hand from the mirror, the shattered mirror had been torn and covered with a layer of ice, and as she removed her hand, the frozen mirror powder fell to the ground.

As soon as the mirror was shattered, the seal of the ancient mansion suddenly seemed to be dissolved, and a sinister aura rushed out of the house, and the door was rushed open with a 'boom'.

A large amount of necromantic qi rushed to her face, and the breath turned out to be somewhat familiar, but before she could think about it, the bloody and rancid smell hit Song Qingxiao's body, making her feel that the bath she had taken before going out was in vain.

At the same time, the mobile phone she was carrying that belonged to Zhou Ye made a rapid and unusually short beeping sound.

This mobile phone has not been wasted under the corrosion of yin qi!

It's just that although the phone hasn't been completely damaged at this time, it seems that it is not far from being scrapped.

The voice was sharp and short, like a gasp of breath in a dying struggle.

After a few rings, it automatically connected again.

If the mobile phone was still in Zhou Ye's hand at this time, or if he was a weaker person in this purgatory-like scene, the scene just in front of him would be enough to scare people into fear.

But Song Qingxiao just glanced at the mobile phone, and a man's gloomy and gritted teeth voice came from the phone:

"I've 'seen' you! You dare to destroy my treasure, I don't care who you are, I want you to pay! ”

His tone was very resentful, a powerful yin qi was revealed from the mobile phone, and at the same time, a divine sense came through the mobile phone, as if he wanted to leave a brand on Song Qingxiao's body so that he could track it.

It is not easy to do this, at least it requires cultivation above the infant realm.

Song Qingxiao not only didn't expect that this Fan clan member had already reached the realm of turning into an infant, but also didn't think that his divine sense could be used as a medium like a mobile phone to support the holder and brand the holder, which was a little surprising at the moment.

Just without waiting for the person to react, she turned to the mobile phone to remember the person's breath, and soon the mobile phone couldn't withstand the impact of this spiritual power, and it shattered with a 'pop'.

A green viscous liquid oozed out of the phone, and Song Qingxiao frowned.

Naturally, she was not afraid of the threat of a monk who had turned into an infant, and frost formed on her palm, quickly cleaning up the mucus oozing from the phone.

Leaving the threat of the Fan clan behind, Song Qingxiao stepped into the door.

Compared with the cloudy wind outside, the temperature inside the door was more than dozens of degrees lower.

The previous screams and weepings disappeared as soon as she entered the door, and there seemed to be two worlds inside and outside the door.

The small building has been renovated and from the inside, it has become a whole space.

The structure inside the wall is octahedral and each wall is the same size.

At the top of the walls hung an inflated corpse, which looked different from ordinary corpses, and was black and copper-colored, as if it had been brushed with oil.

A pitch-black iron cable pierced the corpse's mouth and plunged into the wall behind it.

The eight corpses were held in place by the iron cable, hanging in mid-air, and the other end of the iron cable hung down to the ground, nailed into a huge black coffin in the middle of the house.

The iron rope is divided into the eight corners around the coffin, and it is firmly supported.

The coffin was painted with unknown runes in vermilion liquid, and it carried powerful spiritual power.

It may be that Song Qingxiao's sudden intrusion alarmed the things in the coffin, only to hear a long jet sound of 'snort', and then the red lines on the coffin began to emit a dark light, as if the things in the coffin had woken up.

'Bang-bang-'

Two abrupt sounds came from inside the coffin, and then turned into a rapid 'bang bang' sound.

Once the contents awoke, they began to pound into the coffin.

Every time it hit, the iron coffin shook hard.

But the runes on the surface of the coffin were even more brilliant, and they forcibly suppressed the impact force coming from the coffin.

The eight iron cables connecting the coffin also appeared dark red, and the iron ropes made a 'whoosh' sound under the violent vibration of the coffin.

The moment Song Qingxiao saw the coffin clearly, not only was he not frightened by the movement of the coffin, but he showed a look of ridicule.

She really never dreamed that after returning to the imperial capital this time, she would meet so many 'old acquaintances' one after another!

The black giant coffin in front of her is very familiar, and it is clearly the giant coffin that Fan Jiangqu carried on her back when she met Fan Jiangqu's uncle and nephew in the reserve team.

And the yin corpse breath contained in the coffin is also very familiar, which is consistent with the yin corpse aura that attacked her after Fan Jiangqu was released back then, causing her to be in danger several times.

Back then, she was extremely difficult to escape from under the minions of this yin corpse, and luckily picked up a life.

She remembers that before leaving, she trapped the corpse back into the iron coffin and pierced it into the ground.

After she fled, the Yin corpse should be retrieved by the Fan clan's people and re-refined.

It was precisely because of this incident that her dagger aura was exposed, which attracted the attention of the clan.

Unexpectedly, eight or nine years later, when she escaped from the sea of stars and solved the trouble for Zhou Ye, she encountered this yin corpse again.

Faced with such a situation, Song Qingxiao also had to sigh that it was fate!

Compared with that year, the aura of this yin corpse was far better than it was at the beginning, at least it had reached the realm of transforming into a baby, and the yin qi emitted was extremely terrifying.

But back then, she had a great time escaping under the hands of this Yin corpse, but now it is not what it used to be.

After going around and around, it seemed that the thing was destined to be destroyed by her hands.

Song Qing had a small murderous intent, and immediately looked at the eight iron cables with dark light.

This iron cable connected the eight corpses, these eight corpses had already been exhausted for a long time, from the surface of it, the time of death was not short, it may have been refined by Fan's unique secret method, so it was just to ensure that their corpses did not rot.

Compared with the necromantic qi everywhere here, the eight corpses seemed to contain the power of living beings, and through the iron cable that penetrated the corpse's mouth, this power of living beings was input into the coffin.

It seems that these eight corpses should belong to a special kind

may have smelled the smell of blood on Song Qingxiao's body, and the yin corpse in the coffin reacted extremely violently.

'Bang-'

In the sound of impact, the coffin jumped high in the air, and the strange runes on the coffin emitted a burst of light, forcing the lid of the coffin that was shocked out of the bullet back again!

The eight reddened iron cables made a 'buzzing' and trembling sound, and even the eight bronze corpses nailed to the wall trembled.

When Song Qingxiao saw this scene, he immediately took a step forward, and his body disappeared from the door of the house as an afterimage.

The top lid of the black iron coffin that was bounced up by the power of the yin corpse was twenty or thirty centimeters, and a hand was stretched out out out of thin air, and the yin corpse in the coffin smelled the abundant qi and blood, and couldn't help but be even more eager, scratching the coffin with its nails, making an extremely piercing 'squeak, squeak' sound.

As soon as the hand pressed the black iron coffin, a large amount of black evil qi gushed out from around the gap in the coffin lid.

A powerful suction force came from inside the coffin, followed by a greedy roar like a demon beast.

The mysterious runes on the coffin were like moving insects, crawling towards the slender palm that touched the black iron coffin, but the moment it touched the palm, it was intimidated by the powerful spiritual power, and it quickly retracted with a 'whoosh'.

As soon as Song Qingxiao's figure appeared, his palm pressed against the coffin that rose in the air, pressing it back to the ground!

'Bah-'

This palm seems to be unremarkable, but it is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it forcibly suppresses the power of the yin corpse in the coffin.

The black iron coffin fell heavily to the ground, and a large amount of cold air escaped from between Song Qing's little fingers, spreading along the lid of the coffin to the surroundings of the iron coffin.

The ice surface of the 'swoop' was formed, and the iron coffin, runes, and evil qi that had not yet escaped were all sealed in the coffin.

The powerful ice-based spiritual power spread out, freezing the Yin corpse that had been hitting the coffin hard before.

Like the roar of a demon beast that stopped abruptly, Song Qingxiao grabbed an iron cable holding the side of the coffin and pulled it hard-

'Bell! ’

Her strength under this random pull is not trivial, and she grabbed the iron rope that was inserted into the head of the bronze corpse.

Under the rebound of the huge force, the iron rope was like the 'root' in the copper corpse that was dialed out, and the black iron coffin that lost the power of the iron rope shook heavily.

Under this shock, the sound of breaking the ice came from the frozen Yin corpse inside.

The bronze corpse on top of the wall lost the strength of the iron cable, and its body shook.

'Hiss-'

Its belly was high and bulging, and it looked like something was squeezing wildly inside.

Song Qingxiao's eyes shrank, and the first thing that came to mind was the resurrection of this bronze corpse.

With a wave of her palm, the spiritual power in her palm turned into a long, sharp ice pick, and with a 'porphyry' sound, the bronze corpse's face was pierced, and instead of the iron cable, it was nailed to the wall!

The ice spiritual power froze the head of the bronze corpse in an instant, and the power of ice spread out along its pierced face.

With the sound of 'click', its neck and shoulders were instantly frozen.

But at the moment when the power of ice spread, another force in the copper corpse was also impacting.

Its belly was high and bulging, like the belly of a pregnant child, and then the bulge was like a moving hill, and began to move towards its sternum and neck.

The ice crystals that had just formed on his shoulders and neck were quickly torn apart by the force of the impact, Song Qing's small eyelids jumped, and then the bronze corpse actually opened its pitch-black mouth-

'Wow! ’

A large black 'slime' was spat out of its mouth, and it fell to the ground with a 'click, click'.

The ground was instantly sprinkled with large clumps of black spots, but as soon as these 'slimes' fell to the ground, they immediately began to wriggle, turning into black insects as thick as fingers, as if sensing the smell of fresh qi and blood, squirming and crawling in the direction of Song Qingxiao.

A large stream of black worms poured out of the copper corpse, and after a while, the copper corpse, which had been extremely fat before, dried up as these black worms crawled out, like a human skin balloon that had lost its luster, and was lightly hung on the wall by ice picks.

The strong smell of rot spread in the house as these black insects came out, and the yin corpse frozen by Song Qingxiao in the black iron coffin seemed to have been greatly nourished after smelling this smell.

The sound of breaking the ice was endless, and black corpse gas escaped from the cracks in the coffin.

'Roar-roar-' The faint roar of the corpse was accompanied by the sound of ice cracking and coffin shaking, and at the same time, a large number of insects crawled on the ground, making a 'rustling' sound.

The coffin shook and the other seven iron cables began to 'buzz' and shake, and the other seven bronze corpses also began to shake.

The whole house was filled with a stench, like a ghost domain.

These black insects are densely packed and layered, and between the rapid wriggling, a small black sea of insects is formed.

They were exactly the same as the insects that Song Qingxiao had taken out of Zhou Ye's body before, and they should obviously have been made by the Fan clan who raised the Yin Corpse to suck the blood of ordinary people.

Once the black corpse worm has finished sucking it, it will be trapped in the copper corpse that has been refined in advance.

The eight black iron cables should be similar to some kind of medium for transporting essence blood, slowly entering the Yin corpse to help the Yin corpse eat and suck it up!

After Song Qingxiao tore off the iron cable, it was equivalent to breaking the seal that trapped these black corpse insects, and these insects would instantly drill out of the copper corpse's mouth.

After figuring this out, Song Qingxiao was not flustered.

When this Yin corpse was in Fan Jiangqu's hands, it was just the cultivation of the Dan Realm at most.

However, in just eight or nine years, he was able to advance from the Dan Realm to the cultivation above the Infant Realm, which was really appalling.

Although Song Qingxiao said that she advanced quickly, she was helped by the Blue Blood Seal, because she had repeatedly obtained strange fortunes in trials, and because she was helped by the power of all the souls of the Yichang clan.

And this Fan clan was able to forcibly feed the Yin corpse with the blood and life force of ordinary people in such a short period of time, and feed it from the strength of the Dan Realm to such an extent.

It is conceivable that in these years, how many innocent people have suffered from the Fan family's poisonous hands!

Song Qingxiao's heart gushed out with an indescribable murderous intent and disgust, the Fan family's people are unscrupulous to improve their strength, and they treat human life like a mustard, such a person really shouldn't live.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and then an ice sword turned out in her hand, and she used her spiritual power to slash down around the coffin.

'Boom! ’

In the midst of the cold air, there were several 'whooshing' sounds, and several iron cables were cut by her one after another.