When walking at night in the world, if someone punds you on the shoulder, the legend that you can't turn back is generally known.

Although there are no such rules in the underworld, in the underworld, which is full of ghosts, it is scary enough to be patted on the shoulder and turn around, in case you see a terrifying grimace.

Ling Heng didn't immediately turn around, nor did he answer.

He wasn't scared, he was thinking quickly about who was going to tapped him on the shoulder.

Ling Heng was thinking about it when he suddenly smelled a strange aura.

Ling Heng paused, and suddenly returned his hand and grabbed it violently behind him, but he didn't grab anything behind him except for a gust of yin wind that blew at great speed.

"What's going on?" Ling Heng frowned, and finally turned around.

There was no one behind him except a patch of yellow sand.

"Why is this smell so familiar?" Ling Heng was stunned, and locked his two thick eyebrows in confusion.

"Could it be...... Is it, is it? ”

Ling Heng clenched his fists in disbelief, his eagle-like sharp gaze carefully searching around.

Even if he no longer cares about ghosts and underworlds, he can't make a loud noise in the underworld, otherwise he will cause great trouble.

But he couldn't stand it anymore, and he had to shout out, "Is that you?" Why haven't you seen me since? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? I've been looking for you for a hundred years! ”

Ling Heng roared hysterically, he had never lost his temper like this, as if all the emotions that had been suppressed for a hundred years were released at this moment.

But all that responded to him was the yellow sand in the sky, the hideous beasts attracted by his shouts, and the fierce gods and evil creatures.

A strangely shaped beast with a bloody mouth was walking towards Ling Heng step by step on the yellow sand.

Hades also raised their weapons and surrounded him.

Ling Heng ignored them, and only called out unwillingly: "I remember your breath!" I know it's you, why don't you show up? Have you become an ownerless soul wandering the underworld? If that's the case, I'll be with you! ”

As soon as Ling Heng's words fell, the dark beast with a fishy breath and a bloody mouth pounced on him with its teeth and claws.

With a "whoosh", Ling Heng quickly dodged.

"Who are you, and why did you trespass into the underworld?" A shadow chagrin immediately pounced again, holding a long chain and trying to lock Ling Heng.

Ling Heng dodged the darkness again, and the cold light of the Spirit Halberd appeared in his hand in time.

"You're a member of the Spirit Clan?" Hades recognized him.

Ling Heng didn't answer, he raised the Spirit Halberd and tried his best to sweep away the underworld and the underworld beast, he just wanted to find the person who had made him look for a hundred years.

One of the Spirits shouted to the others, "There are still descendants of the Spirit Warriors alive? Hurry up and report to Shangguan and check the life and death book of the Spirit Clan! ”

Hearing the words of the Styx, Ling Heng immediately stopped entangling with them, and no longer looked for the person he wanted to see, and quickly swept through the Styx Beast that was blocking the path with the Spirit Halberd, and ran towards the River Styx.

He is extremely fast, and he seems to have an amazing strength in his body.

Before the captain who crossed the river could react, he grabbed the oars and rowed the boat.

The water of the River Styx crosses the soul, but once the soul of the living falls into the River Styx, it will be dissolved by the river and become a dead soul, never to return to the yang world.

Ling Heng rowed the boat fast and steadily, and when the underworld was about to catch up with him, he had already come to the other side, in front of the bone girl who was sadly playing the piano in the blood-red flowers on the other side.

The guqin of the bone girl is gloomy and melodious, and hearing it in people's ears can awaken the saddest emotions in the heart, even if they don't cry bitterly, the soul that heard her piano in the past is a gloomy and bleak color.

Only Ling Heng didn't have the heart to be sentimental, he first poked the Spirit Halberd straight to the ground, used the power of the Spirit Halberd to resist the underworld, and then hurriedly asked the Bone Maiden, "Do you know that there is an ownerless ghost here with a special aura on its body?" ”

The bone girl was wearing a dark red skirt, and except for her face, her whole body had turned into white bones.

Her white and flexible hands continued to play the piano, lowering her head and looking at the strings intently, as if she hadn't heard Ling Heng speak, she muttered to herself: "There are countless ghosts in the underworld, which ghost will have a special aura, it is nothing more than death qi." ”

Ling Heng was about to continue asking her, but she said to herself, "The ghost mother has also been dead for a long time, and her soul has been cultivated into a demon, and she has long since disappeared. Go back to where you should be, and if you see my sweetheart, tell him to come to me as soon as possible. ”

The bone girl's answer made Ling Heng feel cold, even if the ghost mother was difficult to find, the person who had been looking for him for a hundred years still had no clues.

Thinking that he hadn't turned back in time just now, Ling Heng was annoyed.

But annoyance to chagrin, Ling Heng sank his breath, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Your sweetheart is not a human, right?" Otherwise, why didn't you come to the underworld to report until now? ”