The howls of the water generally spread out in all directions, cascading and spreading far away.

This is the summoning of the red-clothed resentful spirit, and it is also a search for traces.

If the red-clothed wraith is around, or is controlled, she will respond.

Soon, the howl of the big horned figure bounced back like a ripple of water. This shows that the spirit of resentment has dissipated.

The big horned figure and the long-faced figure glanced at each other, and slapped the soul hooking chain in their hands to the ground.

"Bang, bang!" The ground immediately trembled, and then a row of footprints shook out on the ground. It was left behind by the red-clad wraith.

Following the footprints of the red-clothed resentful spirit all the way, the big horned figure and the long-faced figure found the dry well.

It turns out that there is no dry well to see in the dark eyes.

The big figure of the horns rushed quickly towards the dry well, but the long-faced figure did not move, but looked at the east.

Qin Xianglin stood holding the stone wall of the dry well, and when he raised his head, he could only see the mouth of the well, so he put his ear on the stone wall and listened to the movement outside.

"Da Da ......" There was a series of sounds that were walking quickly towards the dry well.

Listening to the sound before using it, it is undoubtedly inconsequential.

Among the various souls, only Yin Jie can make a sound.

The heavy sound was like a cow with only one leg striding along.

"The yin is still found after all!" Qin Xianglin sighed in his heart, and looked at the position in the middle of the dry well.

In that position, Qin Xianglin could conjure up a puppet to push the grind.

Now that the yin error has been discovered, Qin Xianglin will never be restrained, and he will fight to the death no matter what.

Under the silver-gray light of Taiyin, a pitch-black, huge thing with horns that could be seen clearly appeared at the mouth of the dry well.

Qin Linxiang raised his head to look at it, and saw that it was emitting a pitch-black light all around it, as if countless dark black needles were shooting at Qin Linxiang, and in an instant, Qin Linxiang's eyeballs were in severe pain as if they were about to burst by fire.

The underworld is yin and poor, with its own aura, and mortals can't look at it directly.

Qin Xianglin slowly lowered his head, quickly chanted a spell in his mouth, and instantly conjured up a puppet grinding, and then, Qin Xianglin once again sent his soul into the puppet grinding.

With a "snap", Qin Linxiang's body fell to the ground, like a corpse.

"Crunch, crunch" golem grinding begins to spin again.

Ordinary people can't resist the soul hooking iron chain of the underworld yin at all, once the yin cha discovers Qin Xianglin's trace, the soul hooking iron chain will follow.

Qin Xianglin is parasitic on all his hopes in the puppet grinding, if the puppet grinding can't resist the yin soul hooking chain, then Qin Xianglin will definitely die.

"Boom!" A thunderclap exploded in mid-air, followed by a bolt of lightning falling from the well.

In an instant, the darkness in the dry well was cut through like a long knife cutting through white paper.

Lightning pierced the darkness.

It wasn't lightning, it was the chain of soul hooks in the hands of the big horned figure.

The first soul hooking chain hit Qin Xianglin's forehead, which was the place where people's souls gathered.

The Soul Hook Chains left a lightning scar on it, but nothing was found.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin's soul had already entered the puppet grinding. Although the Soul Hooking Chain is infinitely powerful, it is not lethal to the soulless body.

The golem is still going in the antegrade, and the speed is accelerating.

At the same time, Qin Xianglin was in great pain, with a volcano on his back and iron nails under his feet.

Carrying a mountain on his back was already overwhelmed, but this mountain was still a volcano, not only heavy but also with endless scorching and scorching.

The iron nail under his feet was not an iron nail, but a nail carved from ice, stepping into the soles of his feet, the cold invaded the bone marrow, and his whole body trembled.

The taste of being in the midst of puppet grinding is by no means something that people can bear. It is so painful to walk in it three times, and after three laps, it will turn into a soul qi and enter the endless purgatory, I don't know what the environment is like there.

The big figure of the bull horn hit Qin Xianglin's body with a soul-hooking iron chain, but he didn't catch the soul, and his heart was also shocked and angry, and the huge ox hooves stomped beside the dry well and made a roar.

The sand fell from above, and a cloud of black gas rushed straight into Xiao Han between the two horns.

The long-faced figure came over, and two bright lights suddenly flashed out in the darkness, which were a pair of eyes like copper bells of the long-faced figure.

Looking down from above, I first saw Qin Linxiang's body lying on the ground, and saw the lightning sign on the forehead of that body. It was a sign of lightning that had been struck by the Soul Hook Chain, and it could only be seen by the shadows.

There is a lightning sign on the body, but there is no soul, which means that Qin Xianglin's soul is no longer in the body.

The long-faced figure looked carefully to the side, and saw a soul in the constant rotation.

At this moment, the power of the soul is constantly weakening, and it seems that it is about to disappear.

"Boom ......"

Another thunderclap roared through the air, as if to crush the void.

Once again, a bolt of lightning tore apart the night, which was like a thin sheet of paper.

It wasn't lightning, it was a chain of souls with a long face and a big figure.

The two of them have made a move.

The second soul hook chain slashed down towards the top of Qin Xianglin's head, and the cold, dark hook was extremely accurate, just coming towards Qin Xianglin.

In an instant, Qin Xianglin felt the boundless power of oppression, and his soul felt like it was about to burst.

At the same time, there is also an involuntary urge to fly into the soul chain.

The soul hooking chain is a link in the order of heaven and earth, and it is the natural enemy of all human beings in the world.

Qin Linxiang closed his eyes and lowered his head, success or failure was all in one fell swoop.

Qin Linxiang pinned all his hopes on the puppet grinding, and there was no way to do it.

Whether it succeeds or not, it all depends on creation.

"Bang!" The puppet spun around quickly, unwrapping the chain of soul hooks that had fallen from mid-air like black lightning.

The boom sounded above Qin Xianglin's head, Qin Xianglin had a feeling that he was about to be thrown out, and the puppet spun in a circle, and there was a yin and yang shield-like thing above Qin Xianglin's soul.

It was this thing that blocked the soul hook chain that had just grown a big face.

"Whew......"

A vicious voice full of resentment came.

It was the angry roar of the horned figure.

Since the underworld has been in charge of the world, it has done things according to the order of heaven and earth, and life and death have been determined in the book of life and death.

Although there are times when you can't get someone, most of them can't find it, or can't catch up, but you have never encountered it, you can't find it, you can't run away, but you can't catch the soul chain.

This is, for the first time in the world.

The horned figure let out a roar, and then another chain of soul hooks smashed down from mid-air.

The cold, jet-black chain of soul hooking eyes was a bolt of lightning in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Boom!"

Lightning is always accompanied by thunder.

The huge thunder, the endless energy aura almost tore the void apart.

"Crunch!"

The rotating golem spun in another rapid turn.

Qin Xianglin's soul, which was carrying a volcano and stepping on an ice pick, was almost dragged away by the stone mill.

And as this circle rotated, a hard shield once again appeared above Qin Xianglin's head.

The shield was guarded above Qin Linxiang's head, once again blocking the chain of soul hooking like lightning.

The golem grinder can block the soul hook chain!

Qin Linxiang was ecstatic in his heart, but his soul was already very weak.

There was no longer too yin light above his head, and the surroundings were completely dark, but in the darkness, the two shadows of the big horned figure and the long face big figure were as big as a hill, with a dark black light.

Their voices stood at the mouth of the dry well, condescending, with no intention of wanting to come down, or the dry well was their Jedi, and they did not dare to come down.

Qin Xianglin was still grinding with the puppet, and his soul power had become very weak, but Yin had no intention of leaving.

Suddenly, Qin Xianglin realized a very terrible thing:

If Yin Cha is guarded on it, after a long time, without their action, Qin Linxiang's soul will be refined by this obedient puppet......