After Jiang Pingchuan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he stopped and looked at the black Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front of him and swallowed and spitted, he had never been to such a dark place when he was so big, it was no longer a state of reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, Jiang Pingchuan stood in place and hesitated a little, he wanted to go in and take a look, but he still had fear in his heart.

"Close your eyes" Just when Jiang Pingchuan hesitated, the sound of a hairball came to his mind, Jiang Pingchuan heard it correctly, the sound did not pass through his ears, but was directly reflected in his mind, the voice was very immature, but Jiang Pingchuan could hear that this was the sound of a hairball.

"Furball, Furball, where are you?" Jiang Pingchuan called the hairball urgently, but in the quiet darkness, he could only feel his own breathing, and the only thing that responded to him was the darkness that he didn't know how far away, an inch or endless darkness, Jiang Pingchuan sighed and closed his eyes according to the hairball's words.

Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes and breathed gently, he felt that it was not dark behind his eyes, but he used his eyes to look directly and there was no way to see those things hidden in the dark, as he closed his eyes, Jiang Pingchuan's pupils flashed with some strange light.

Jiang Pingchuan swallowed and spit, followed this strange breath and slowly moved his steps, with his own movements, Jiang Pingchuan found that the light behind his eyes was slowly becoming brighter, Jiang Pingchuan seemed to have found the way forward, abandoned the fear in his heart, and quickly moved in the unknown direction of the light.

"Ah, what's the situation" Jiang Pingchuan was shocked when he saw the situation in front of him, for the four-year-old Jiang Pingchuan, he had never dreamed of the lucidity in front of him, the little guy had a chuckle in his heart, and hurriedly thought of the mystery in this scripture pavilion and immediately opened his eyes, but he found that he was wrong, and his little face was full of grievances.

Jiang Pingchuan thought that as long as he opened his eyes, everything in front of him would disappear, but unfortunately he was wrong, when he opened his eyes, he found that the scene in front of him was not the slightest different from what he saw in the dark, looking at the red-robed man Jiang Pingchuan holding a red sickle in front of him, his back was a little cold.

Just when Jiang Pingchuan looked carefully, he saw the hairball, the hairball was tied to a stone pillar by four red-robed skeletons and kept struggling, his expression was very painful, Jiang Pingchuan saw the hairball's painful expression, and there was a wave of anger burning in his heart.

The four red-robed skeletons were burning with flames in their empty eyes, and eight red fireballs were staring at Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan felt the oncoming breath He sensed death, decay and a strong aura of depravity, Jiang Pingchuan felt that he was not in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of Maoshan Road at this moment, but in the Abi Hell, and the four skeletons in front of him were the Shura messengers from the Abi Hell.

"Who are you, don't pretend to be a ghost here" Jiang Pingchuan clenched his fists tightly and said angrily, he felt that his coming to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion this time was probably the most wrong decision he had made in his life.

"Bold Jiang Pingchuan, your time limit has expired, don't go back to the underworld with us to restore your life" The four skeletons in front of Jiang Pingchuan spoke at the same time, the voice was far away and empty, like a call to his own distant hell, the four skeletons spoke when the death aura around his body was even stronger, looking at Jiang Pingchuan chirping laughter, these breaths made Jiang Pingchuan's body a little hairy, and more angry, he was only four years old and reached the age limit, isn't this here to talk nonsense to him.

"Don't fool me here, let go of the furball, or I'll send you back to hell" Jiang Pingchuan clenched his fists and took a step forward, and the four skeletons glanced at each other, and directly brandished the bloodthirsty scythe and moved towards Jiang Pingchuan quickly.

Jiang Pingchuan's eyes stared at the four skeletons that kept moving towards him, he didn't know how to face the enemy, he only knew that if he couldn't save the hairball, he would be a very unreliable person, and an unreliable person would not be liked by Xiaohua.

Looking at the four skeleton soul envoys who were already close to his body, Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes and suddenly felt a majestic aura surging in his body, and the meridians of his whole body were exuding a faint golden light.

Jiang Pingchuan opened his eyes violently, only to see that the long sickle in front of him had slashed through his neck, but he didn't have any abnormalities, but he felt that the aura in his body had become richer and more angry, as if someone was provoking its existence and aroused its anger.

Jiang Pingchuan raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his body changed dramatically, his eyes were full of purple qi, and the layers of purple pupils were quickly superimposed together, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly raised his hands, and two dark black square seals were condensed in his palms, each square seal was covered with dragon patterns, and the square seals in Jiang Pingchuan's hands kept surrounding.

"Those who invade me will be treated with thunder" Jiang Pingchuan made a childish voice in his mouth, but this voice made the four red-robed skeleton soul envoys take a step back in unison, and the flames in their eyes faded a lot, as if they saw something they were afraid of, and they were afraid, so the aura around them began to flee in all directions.

Jiang Pingchuan sneered and quickly ran towards the four soul envoys, facing the four scythes and directly blasted a square seal in his hand, the square seal broke away from Jiang Pingchuan's palm as if it was uncontrollable, and grew crazy and directly crashed into the four soul envoys, the bloodthirsty scythe in the hands of the four soul envoys just touched the corner of the square seal and directly shattered and scattered on the ground, directly crushing everything that fought against it.

"Chirp, roar, whoa" The four skeletons were obviously deeply afraid of Fang Yin's devouring, and let out bursts of scalp-numbing sounds, which were directly suppressed by Fang Yin.

Jiang Pingchuan held another dark black square seal in his hand, looking at the thick pool of blood flowing from under the square seal on the ground, which had become thousands of times larger, and there was a disgusting stench in the blood water, Jiang Pingchuan frowned and walked towards the hairball, but when he raised his head, there was no shadow of the hairball in front of him, just a pitch-black wall, and when he looked down at the square seal, only the square seal was left on the ground, and the pool of blood disappeared without a trace.

"Who the hell are you, come out, send me the hairballs, otherwise I will dismantle here" Jiang Pingchuan held the square seal in his hand, his face was very hideous, and the purple pupils in his eyes began to dissipate and became red, and the aura around his body was full of a thick murderous aura.

"Little friend, don't worry, your friend just accidentally touched the taboo and was sucked into the top floor of this Ghost Pavilion, there is no danger for the time being" In the empty space, an old voice came from Jiang Pingchuan's mind, and when he heard the old man's voice, Jiang Pingchuan had doubts in his heart.

"Senior, my friend didn't mean to offend, it's just that the place where we are is not the Soul Pavilion, but the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of my Maoshan Road" The square seal in Jiang Pingchuan's hand suddenly trembled slightly.

Jiang Pingchuan was a little uneasy in his heart, he didn't know how he gave birth to the square seal in his hand, but he knew that only this square seal in his hand could keep him from having the slightest resistance in front of the unknown enemy, if the square seal disappeared, he would definitely become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Hahahaha, what a Maoshan Road Scripture Pavilion, little friend, you don't know, this place is not a Scripture Pavilion, but the Ancient Soul Pavilion, your friend is not in the slightest danger, the premise is that Xiaoyou wants to enter my underworld, I don't know what Xiaoyou wants."

The old man's voice was a little mocking, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the dark wall in front of him, a black-robed man with a rickety figure appeared on the wall, there was only one figure, there was no fluctuation in the breath, Jiang Pingchuan could feel that this was just a projection, not the real body of the old man.

"Senior, I respect you and call you a senior, and please don't bully me when I'm young, my friend's strength is already at the peak of the middle of the Yuan Infant, and there are few opponents in the world, I hope that the seniors will let him go quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to say if he is angry and fights with the seniors for 30,000 rounds."

There was a shock in Jiang Pingchuan's hand again, he felt that the square seal in his hand would soon dissipate, although he was panicked, he was unwilling to show the panic in his heart, Jiang Yulong told himself that when facing the enemy, he would not lose the battle, and he would not lose the battle.

"The peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, tsk, it sounds good, Xiaoyou don't have to worry about me, if you join my underworld, you can also reach the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant in the year of the weak crown, maybe even higher" The black-robed old man on the wall smiled he.

Jiang Pingchuan could hear that the old man's words were full of irony, Jiang Pingchuan had a certain judgment on the old man in front of him, and the judgment was that he did not have the slightest resistance in the face of the old man, thinking of this, Jiang Pingchuan pursed his lips and waved his hand directly, so that the square seal that kept shaking in his hand dissipated directly, he knew that the old man in front of him had a purpose for himself, but it would definitely not be as simple as letting himself just join the so-called underworld in his mouth.

"Senior, since my enlightenment Jiang Pingchuan, I only know Maoshan Dao, I only know that I am a Maoshan monk, cultivating Maoshan Ten Thousand Laws, Zhenmaoshan inheritance, I have never heard of the underworld, and I don't know what it is"

Jiang Pingchuan shook off his small Taoist robe and looked at the black wall in front of him with a righteous face, what he said was right, when he opened the first sight, what he saw was the Taoist robe on the Maoshan monk, he recognized the first word was the Tao, his own Maoshan technique was inherited by Maoshan, his biggest wish in this life was to follow his brother Jiang Yulong down the mountain to find his parents, and not to drag his brother's hind legs.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou is really upright, if you can join my underworld, it will also be a thing worth talking about," the projection on the wall of the old man stroked his long hair and smiled.

Jiang Pingchuan heard the toying from this laughter, that's right, it's toying, he has been being teased since he just stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this person is the old man in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan didn't say anything and turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

"Little friend is leaving, your friend is still in my Ghost Pavilion"

"Enough, you don't need to say it anymore, I believe you can't take the hairball, otherwise you would have tortured the hairball in front of me to threaten me, since you have wasted so many tongues and didn't take the hairball, I don't think he is in any danger now"

Jiang Pingchuan couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he heard that the old man was still verbally tricking himself into joining the underworld, and during the time he was talking to the old man, Jiang Pingchuan carefully analyzed his current situation, the old man had always been tricking himself into joining the underworld, but he didn't threaten himself with the hairball in a real sense, which showed that at least for now, the old man had no way to completely get the hairball.

"Hehe, your friend has some ability, but he won't live long, and besides, are you going out now, hahahaha" Jiang Pingchuan felt the gust of wind coming from behind him, and another wall appeared in front of him, and the shadow of the old man was still hanging on the wall.

Jiang Pingchuan turned around and walked directly in the other direction, but as a result, a wall appeared in front of him blocking his way, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the surrounding walls and his way had been completely blocked here, and there was no way to go out in any direction.

"Hehe, what's the matter, it's better to be obedient if I'm in the underworld" The voice of the old man came from the surrounding walls, Jiang Pingchuan was a little flustered, and the scene in front of him was very vague.

He had to have the voice of the old man in his head, and he had been looking forward to the breath in his body being able to explode again, but unfortunately the breath seemed to be suppressed and could not rush out, Jiang Pingchuan called for a long time without any response, looking at the blurred situation in front of him.

"Hmph" Jiang Pingchuan snorted coldly, and ran directly to the black wall in front of him, and when he approached the wall, he didn't mean to stop at all, and directly hit the wall with his forehead.

Jiang Pingchuan was bounced back by the wall, touching the blood on his head, Jiang Pingchuan's little face was crazy, he stood up directly and hit the wall again, just kept hitting the wall in front of him, and as Jiang Pingchuan kept hitting the wall, the figure of the old man on the wall began to fade slowly.