Rumble! The yin wind was like a reverse tide, blowing in front of Qin Ye, he did not show his yin form, and a fierce yin qi spread. All the Yin Spirits in front of them clearly felt it, but ...... None dared to move.

"After the king, I haven't used my own weapon yet......" In the clouds, his figure slowly appeared, holding a ...... in his hand An umbrella?

An oil-paper umbrella covered with rune paper.

Brush...... The umbrella is gently opened, and the black and white face of the painter on the surface is half crying and half laughing. Under each umbrella bone made of human bones, there are fist-sized human bone wind chimes hanging, and under the wind chimes are floating talismans with red letters on a black background, which is very artistic. As Qin Ye let go of his hand, the umbrella floated silently onto the path full of yin spirits.

In the next second, countless yin qi floated in from all directions and merged into the umbrella, and the umbrella became bigger and bigger! Shrouding the road underneath, the ghosts below clearly felt such a terrifying yin qi, their bodies twisted slightly, as if they were desperately trying to dodge this blow, however, under the coercion of the Yama level, they could only make their bodies tremble slightly.

Brush Lala——! If the rain rains pear blossoms, the rivers pour, countless sharp blades fly out from under the umbrella, and the yin spirits below are turned into ashes without screaming. The ghost fire flew into the sky, Qin Ye and Di Ting rushed over almost at the same time, and there was no one on the way, rushing over thousands of meters in an instant!

The ghost fires on both sides are flying, howling miserably, and the yin spirit in front is like a mountain and a sea, as far as the eye can see. He only heard the sound of the Yin Si Lu and the rapid rise of merit, but ...... Hundreds of thousands, merits, and hundreds of millions of requirements are already a drop in the bucket.

"Do you feel it?" Ten minutes later, turning over a mountain wall, Qin Ye's eyes flashed, and between beckonings, the human bone umbrella flew back into his hand. He licked his lips and looked ahead: "Yin Spirit...... It's getting stronger and stronger. ”

If it is said that the previous yin spirit was like a bazaar, although there were many people, it was chaotic. But right in front of them, there was only one ghost lying on the ground within ten meters, throwing himself to the ground, worshipping devoutly.

"Ghost Poor Level Powerful Ghost ......" Di Ting narrowed his eyes in Qin Ye's arms and looked at the endless mountains of Malaysia: "I mean...... The further you go inside, the stronger the ghosts you worship? At the beginning, it was the most ordinary yin spirit, but now there are powerful ghosts? “

"And it's not your average ghost." Qin Ye walked to the side of a powerful ghost and was stared at by Fu Jun, this powerful ghost was trembling all over, but he couldn't move. Qin Ye picked up the other party's prostrate head and looked at it: "This is a nomad." ”

Wearing a hat hat, two braids dragged from behind the ears to the chest, he was wearing a quality grandson suit, the tone was monotonous and uniform, and the waist was equipped with a scimitar. With a horse bone necklace with very folk characteristics, a turquoise pendant.

No one spoke.

If there was no tomb of Genghis Khan, this would not have attracted their attention, but now ......

"The current state of Ghost King Zhao ...... Something to do with Temujin? Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why there were Mongolian ghosts worshipping.

And there is more than one, from here on, it turns out that all of them are Gu Mengyuan powerful ghosts!

"Temujin's soul is not there, and he ran here to worship the mountain...... Di Ting licked his lips and snorted: "It's really interesting, the underworld has not been out of the mountain for a hundred years, and any demons and monsters dare to come out...... Kill the past, I want to see who dares to touch the ghost king of the underworld. ”

Needless to say, Qin Ye took the lead, and there was no grass where the government ordered. In the midst of the surging yin qi, the two pointed to the top of the mountain. As he went up more and more, the Yin Spirits on the road became more and more rare, but the realm became higher and higher.

Ghosts, souls, impermanence...... Just when they rushed halfway up the mountain, they saw three judges and ghosts, throwing themselves to the ground, extremely pious.

In Qin Ye's hand, the bone umbrella was about to fly out, but he suddenly stopped. At the same time, Di Ting also held his hand, the two of them

They glanced at each other and looked around solemnly.

There is no way out.

This is halfway up the mountain, about the position of the horse's back in the "big horse", and the horse's head is in front of it, however......

The horse's head is a single peak!

This means that there is no place to go up around.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the clouds are surrounding the peak of Mashou Mountain, and the terrifying yin qi has covered the sky and the sun, and countless yin crows surround the surroundings like a cloud circle. But...... The three judges did not worship the direction of Ma Shoufeng, but the ...... Straight ahead.

"They worship their own king?" The bone umbrella flew back into his hand, and Qin Ye carried the umbrella and walked upwards step by step. This stone road has been around for an unknown number of years, and every step that falls is splashed with a circle of dust and mist.

"That's right."

"But they don't worship Ma Shoufeng?" Qin Ye squinted his eyes and walked behind the three kneeling judges, and the umbrella pressed against the other party's back, and gently slid down the spine. Under the tip of the umbrella, the three judges trembled, and their voices trembled like a stroke: "It's not easy to practice...... Please, please...... Let us live......"

They didn't speak Chinese, but Qin Ye understood. Because...... He had heard it not so long ago!

This is...... Mongolian!

Qin Ye's eyes flashed, and he immediately rushed to the end of the steps. There, a dilapidated building stretches across the hillside, and it is clear that it is impossible to distinguish what it was, but there is a sculpture standing in the center.

And this sculpture, Qin Ye has also seen it.

Immortal Heaven, Tengger.

"What the hell does this mean?" He breathed a sigh of relief in disbelief and looked at Di Ting: "They worship the Immortal Heaven, and Brother Zhao is not here?" Or ......"

He paused, his eyes deep: "Changshengtian and Brother Zhao...... In a certain portrayal of the equal sign? ”

Silent.

Half a second later, the two spoke at the same time: "Genghis Khan's soul? ”

Qin Ye walked quickly to the sculpture, this sculpture was exactly the same as when the immortal heaven collapsed, the difference was ...... In his hand, he held a lotus flower.

Dried lotus.

Although it is withered, its petals are neatly arranged around the dry lotus canopy. Under his slight touch, the lotus petals immediately turned into powder, and immediately after, these powders actually collapsed into wisps of ethereal yin qi and dissipated into mid-air.

"This is ......" Qin Ye looked at the sculpture in his hand in amazement, the cyan yin qi, he had never seen it before.

"Positive fruit." Di Ting didn't know when he had already walked to his feet, and looked around solemnly: "The lotus flower represents the positive result of cultivation. And the withering of the lotus flower represents the impurity of divinity. Or defiled by something else, it's a distress signal. ”

"The cyan yin qi is not pure black, it means that it has been deeply polluted. It's hard to control. And these yin qi ......" it took a deep breath: "It's Zhao Ghost King's." ”

An extremely ominous premonition appeared in his heart, and Qin Ye swallowed his saliva: "What do you mean......"

Di Ting stared at Ma Shoufeng: "The lotus flower also has a meaning, the Buddha's tongue." The words of the Buddha. Zhao Ghost King left his yin qi attached to the lotus flower, and the first thing was to say: This is what he wants to say. The second is to indicate that one's divinity has been tainted and may not be able to serve as a priest. If someone sees it, help immediately. If no one sees ......"

It grinded its teeth and looked at the dark mountains below: "In three months, the city will be burned by karma, and he will die with his opponents." ”

"Under the purgatory red lotus, even the Nine Turns True Immortal will be burned to ashes, this is the most decisive technique, there are no exceptions."

Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly, looking at Ma Shoufeng in disbelief.

The other party in the end

What are you fighting against? Or...... What are you doing?

Genghis Khan's soul?

No...... It shouldn't be, or rather, not enough.

The other party has never been to hell, and there is no position of yin, even if he is a Yama, he can only be killed in seconds in the face of yincha of the same level.

Who can force Ghost King Zhao to this point? Or even have to leave a distress signal? And also arranged the Purgatory Red Lotus on the periphery?

Looking around for 5,000 years, everything that can has soared has soared, and the rest is simply impossible!

"What now?" This has never been the case, it is truly fantastical, and it is completely different from international affairs. He rubbed his chin in some irritability and paced it around.

"Wait." Di Ting jumped onto a boulder in a few steps and stared down: "He tore apart the spatial connection between Ma Shoufeng and other places, even if we go to Ma Shoufeng, we can't find him." This is a formation, a formation in which only high-level yin cha knows how to enter. Let me take a look first...... How to get into his world. ”

Qin Ye sighed: "Why? Didn't he ask for help? Is it so troublesome to ask for help? ”

Di Ting glanced at him coldly: "Because, what can stump the ghost king is not a high-level yin cha that goes to a dead end." He didn't want other mid- and low-level Yin Bad minds to rush into it, but it might cause chaos. ”

It took a deep breath and its whole body swelled suddenly. The eyes were like lightning, and the small body showed a kind of dragon coercion, and the dog's paws slapped to the ground, and with a loud bang, countless yin charms spread out along its claws.

More and more, more and more shining, the yin charm seems to have life, if the golden butterfly flies, and finally ...... Turned into a pillar of yin light that swirled around them.

"The gods are depressed, and the yin and yang realms are open." Di Ting's voice was like muffled thunder, and with a single sound, the pillar of light quickly contracted in front of them, spinning desperately, and finally, forming a map of the mountains of Malaysia.

It looks like a map, but in fact, every trace is outlined by Yin talismans, and when Di Ting's paws are gently placed on it, this map is like ripples. Countless yin talismans shine on it like stars at night.

Di Ting looked at it carefully for a few seconds and sighed: "He shouldn't have been very awake at that time...... This formation was arranged in a hurry. The point is that I don't know what kind of formation this is, if you want to get in, you have to break the formation first, and I hope he left enough clues......"

"Trouble?"

"It's troublesome." Di listened to grinding his teeth and said: "If Zhao Ghost King is with the mentality of dying together, he will not even leave any traces. I only know that there is a formation here, but I can't enter. Now we can only hope that he didn't care too much at that time and didn't finish it well...... Wait a minute...... It's ......"

Before the words fell, more than a dozen points of light appeared on the map, entering the map from all directions.

"Anyone went in?!" It gasped: "In the past few years...... Someone stumbled into this place by mistake? ”

Qin Ye's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of something.

Like what...... Didn't that one sword and one thought enter here?

He stumbled into it by mistake, so...... What did you touch at that time?

That's it...... The mountain god plays the drum...... Foggy ......

It's not what the characteristics are!

"The mountain god beats the drum, and the sky is full of fog!" He immediately turned to Di Ting and said.

As soon as the words fell, Di Ting suddenly raised his head and stared into his eyes: "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure! How to know exactly is not when it is said! ”

Di listened to a sigh, his small body smashed the rocks under his feet, his eyes swept the mountains like a sword, and muttered: "A high-level formation, Nine Shadows Soul Breaking Formation...... Lao Zhao, you are really ruthless to yourself......"