Mao Zheng only felt that the yin aura in front of him was pressing.

I can't see a single trace of yin energy in the well, all the original yin energy is shrinking here. I can't know if I don't come here, but fortunately I'm proficient in Feng Shui, otherwise where would I find you? Mao Zheng thought with a sneer.

The reason why he was cold was because of what happened to the whole village, which made him cold, which was originally an act against the sky. It is the duty of a cultivator to slay demons and eliminate demons, even if he was a baby spirit in the past, he was thinking of a way to transform, but this time Mao Zheng will never be soft. For he also saw that the whole village was invisibly surrounded by an illusion, and that there was a cold wind blowing inside, and that there was no movement to be seen outside, and he thought that the reason why he could not see the ghosts behind his eyes was because of this illusion.

The five of them cautiously came to the end of the cave, only to see that the front was very spacious. There are torches lit on the four walls, although the torches are not very large, but they also illuminate the whole area for people to see. The torch burned red, with a green glow.

Human oil torches! When Mao Zheng saw this, his originally cold face became even colder. What kind of devil is this? When I think about it, it must be human oil refined from the dead corpses of the villagers.

Looking at the area again, I saw that the ground was concave, forming a circle of stairs. The stairs were full of dead black souls, as if they were cultivating. At the bottom of the circular staircase was a circular mound with a futon-like thing on the head.

Directly opposite Mao Zheng, there was a knife array composed of blades, and there was a fire pool next to it, as well as the torture instruments in the river.

At this moment, in the pool of fire, a soul was being consumed by the flames in the raging fire, and this torture made the soul let out a miserable cry. It's just unsightly, and it's chilling.

"That'...... Be...... Widow Liu? Suddenly, a man said with doubts and fear.

Sure enough, his family looked at it. It's really Widow Liu, who just died, and I can't imagine that her soul is still suffering here.

I saw that the soul of Widow Liu was crawling in the flames, and just as she was about to climb to the side of the fire pool, she was thrown into it by a ghast by the fire pool.

Fuck you, uncle! Mao Zheng saw the scene in front of him, and tears were dripping from his eyes. This is clearly imitating the eighteenth layer of hell, and you can imagine how painful Widow Liu's soul is now.

"Ahh Father! I see my dad. Chang Er, look at it, your dad is also there. Woowoo——! I saw that the youngest young man saw his father's soul and actually began to cry.

Everyone looked at the black soul sitting on the stairs, and they all recognized the souls of their relatives, and they all cried for a while.

The ancestors they have been worshipping have not gone to reincarnation since they died, but came here, watching the destruction of Widow Liu's soul, you can imagine how many tribulations these souls have also gone through.

Mao's teeth rattled at this time, and his eyes were red. As a cultivator, he never imagined that there was such a demon, where people were oiled and lamps were lit, and people's souls were tortured and could not be reincarnated.

Looking at the top of the tomb below the stairs, a black-robed man was sitting hanging in the air, and the black souls around him were exuding a trace of black yin qi, leading to the black-robed man hanging in the air. This person is actually sucking the yin energy of these souls.

Now, Mao Zheng understands. The people in the village were imprisoned by the black-robed demon when they died, and after a long period of torture, they gave these souls boundless resentment, which in turn turned into yin and was provided to the demon in front of them to suck. This is Demon Cultivation! At this time, Mao Zheng didn't dare to determine whether this demon was Ding Jiuye's soul or not, but it was definitely related to Ding Jiuye, and he was suspecting that Mr. Feng Shui was the demon in front of him.

At this moment, the demon seemed to be sucking yin qi to the critical juncture of cultivation, and suddenly laughed and flew up, the laughter was full of boundless coldness, and when it flew into the air, it grabbed the nearest evil black soul with one hand, and the soul struggled to let it be captured. In front of Mao Zheng's eyes, he was swallowed by the devil in one bite. Soul eater! It's a big devil.

"Hahaha!" Hideous laughter echoed throughout the crypt.

The demon hadn't noticed Mao Zheng and the others yet, because they were still hiding at the entrance of the cave. At this time, it flew towards the Widow Liu, directly grabbed the Widow Liu, and threw her into the knife mountain without looking. As soon as she got out of the sea of fire and entered the knife mountain, the soul of Widow Liu was unable to move an inch in the knife mountain, and she wanted to get up, but the knife body had penetrated the entire body, and black blood flowed in her stomach, as if the field was slipping out. The cry also became very weak, as if the soul was going to die again.

"Woooooooooooo It ate my second grandfather just now. "The one called Chang Er cried.

"My sister's life is so miserable!" Another young man, Liu Er, cried, and the widow Liu was clearly his sister.

At this time, Widow Liu's soul was changing, only to see that it slowly turned gray.

Not good! Mao Zheng shouted in his heart. His intuition told him that the resentment in the soul of this widow Liu had increased again, and the soul transformation had begun.

He immediately took out a glass bottle from his body, and the bottom of the bottle was painted with a side of gossip. He handed it to Liu Er with one hand and said, "Later, you go and put your sister's soul in it, and a few of you will cover him with seven-star nails in your hands." I'm going to deal with the devil. As he spoke, Mao Zheng held the magic sword in his right hand, and his left hand still held the ruler given by the master.

Everyone was red-eyed, but when it was time to deal with it, they hesitated. A young man was embarrassed and said, "They are our fellow villagers and relatives, are they going to kill them?" ”

"They're not your relatives anymore, don't you see? They have been turned into evil ghosts by this demon, and you can see clearly that you kicked Widow Liu into the sea of fire just now, they have no feelings, they are just a demon. You know? Perhaps, Mao Zheng was a little emotional, and the crying of a group of people alerted the devil and couldn't help but look at the entrance of the cave.

I saw it wave its big hand, and its face became hideous, obviously a black skeleton.

At this moment, the ghasts sitting on the steps flew up and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

"Don't attack yet, wait when!" Mao Zheng shouted and rushed out first. The four looked at each other and rushed forward.

rushed to the front, and each of them took out the magic weapon in their hands and waved it at the ghast that rushed in, and at this time, they didn't care about the souls of their relatives. Because the souls of these relatives are very hideous and terrifying, they have obviously lost their spirituality.

"Ahh Kill! "One by one, they all red-eyed. I saw that those ghasts had just arrived at their side, either they were bounced away by the divine light of the protective body, or they were nailed to the ashes by the seven star nails.