"What is this, what is it?"

Xiao Tao opened his eyes, but he was still sitting on the black stone throne, with two familiar figures lying on the left and right, but his face was slightly stunned, and a strange feeling arose in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I can see things!

I don't know why, after knowing that his eyesight was restored, Xiao Tao didn't have much excitement and surprise, but was a little calm and natural.

A pattern of a black wooden cane inexplicably appeared on the back of his right hand, and then looked at the ghost pattern totem on his heart, Xiao Tao smiled a little helplessly and stood up from the throne.

"Master Ding, Xiaole, wake up!"

Although he didn't approach the visit, Xiao Tao had a feeling in his heart that the two were not "dead", so he got up and walked to the side, looking at the somewhat gloomy environment around him, and waking the two of them up in a deep voice.

"Where is this?"

The first to open her eyes was Xiaole, who didn't notice the clothes on her body at all, she couldn't cover her body, and the injuries on her body surprised her a little, but there was not much pain coming, which shocked her even more.

"The underworld, the ghost house!"

Xiao Tao's words were a little inexplicable, but his tone was particularly firm, as if he knew everything here.

"Ghost Mansion of the Underworld?!"

Master Ding also stood up when he heard the sound, frowning his brows, not only the injuries on his body that looked terrible, but also the fact that he could hear Xiao Tao's voice, and finally the meaning of those words.

"Let's go, go there!"

Seeing that Xiaole and Master Ding calmed down their minds, Xiao Tao smiled indifferently, a black mist flickered on his body, the original tattered clothes disappeared, and a robe with blue lines on a blue background reappeared, and then he took a step forward and walked towards the faintly visible figure in front of him.

"Huh?! That's the people before that! ”

Although they can't be named, there are a few familiar faces among them, they are not strangers, they are all people who have entered the Kunlun Tower together, or who have come there together. There are cultivators, and there are other ordinary people.

Chu Wu, King Qin?! They are also here? Among those familiar figures, Xiao Tao and the three of them were the first to see the tall King of Qin, and Chu Wu, who was standing next to him. Xiao Le's eyes were also bright, looking at the men who were walking behind like dementia.

"Hmph, you guys, why don't you line up to go to the Yin Ghost Palace, do you want to suffer some hardships and suffer some soul devouring punishment?"

A voice came from overhead, and Xiao Le and Master Ding felt a chill in their hearts, and hurriedly looked up. In the gloomy sky, there were a few clouds of black mist, and several ghost soldiers and ghost generals with red armor and whips and spears in their hands looked at them with fierce expressions.

"Hehe, do you know who I am? No one has ever dared to talk to me like this, let you see how powerful the dog is! ”

Not far in front of King Qin, a big man with a big shape was arrogant, his naked body was covered with all kinds of tattoos, and he arrogantly scolded a few ghost soldiers who approached, and he didn't know how, so he took out a blade from his body and slashed at the ghost soldiers who were just holding a soft whip in his hands.

"This is in front of the Hall of Ghosts, and the little devil dares to make a mistake! Take it for me! ”

This voice was different from before, with a little familiarity, but Master Ding and Xiaole looked suspicious, and they were not sure for a while. Xiao Tao was smiling and took the lead in walking towards the Yin Soul Brigade in front.

The arrogant big man who called himself the dog master, as a red beam of light shone on his body from the sky above his head, suddenly began to fall to the ground, rolling on the ground with a wail, and no longer had his previous arrogant posture.

The ghosts here seem to be divided into three categories, one is like King Qin and Chu Wu, who are well-behaved, just like the "three good students", following the team, following the guidance of a few ghost soldiers who occasionally appear in shape, towards a large hall that is faintly visible in front of them.

One is like Xiao Tao and the three of them, who act fast and slow, as if they were on a wild outing, looking at the unique scenery around them, and all kinds of figures that look strange. There are men and women, old and young. Some are vague and can only barely see the human form, and some eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose are clearly visible, and their eyes are also extraordinarily smart, not like a "dead person".

There is another category, but it has all kinds of weird aura. Some couldn't see their faces clearly, and some kept looking vigilantly at the mid-air, hiding the fog of ghost soldiers and ghost generals. It looks like they are looking for an opportunity to "rebel".

Xiao Le and Master Ding next to Xiao Tao had this kind of aura, but they turned into some weird blood-colored runes, crawling all over their cheeks and arms. Fortunately, after coming here, they seemed to suddenly understand something and light up their skills, just like Xiao Tao, the cultivation and Taoism on their bodies gave them something to cover their bodies, and they would not be so "conspicuous".

And except for cultivators like Xiao Tao and them, there are very few Yin Souls who can be well-dressed and walk in this almost endless queue. Those figures with a strange aura on their bodies are also one of them. And then there are the old men who look calm and walk a little staggeringly.

The one who is dying! Xiao Tao's eyes flashed with a blue glow, and he looked at those well-dressed old men, some of whom were like himself, and they seemed to still retain the memories and sanity of the yang world, and they felt much better luck than King Qin and Chu Wu.

I don't know how long it took, maybe three or five days, maybe two or three months, but apart from the long time, they didn't feel hungry or thirsty at all. It's like being in this gloomy underworld, and the air is full of nutrients. Finally, Xiao Tao and the three of them clearly saw the quaint and solemn hall in front of them.

Hall of Shadows! Xiaole twitched the corners of his mouth inexplicably, and his pace slowed down a little. Master Ding was a little curious, and looked carefully for a long time before quickly following the footsteps of Xiao Tao and the two of them.

This is the Hall of the Shadows!? Compared to the rumored luxurious and solemn style, this place is much simpler and rougher. It's like a mountain carved out directly, and the whole building is integrated, and you can't see the difference between them.

There are three gates on the left, middle and right, and two ghost soldiers are guarded on the left and right of each gate, and the sharp spears in their hands don't look like ornaments.

A little farther away, a few hoarse and wailing ghosts were hung on the blood-colored stone tablet on the stone platform by a sharp arrow in agony. What is a little strange is that the blood flowing from the stone tablet on the bodies of those yin spirits looks like the flesh-and-blood real people in the Yang World have been injured.

Each gate is more than three meters wide and eight or nine meters high, nearly three times the width of the door. The stone door and bronze door that have not been opened are embedded in the door frame, like three open doorways, and there are ghosts that enter and exit to devour each enter.

Walking a few steps closer to the door, there was a gray mist inside, and each Yin Soul was scolded by those ghost soldiers and walked into the gray mist.