"But you're already dead, how can you stop me?" Yang Mu's face did not change, and when he saw those corpses, he understood that the old man in front of him was just the obsession of the dead spirit.

If the undead with obsession are strong enough to be trained in the world for many years, they can survive forever and become necromancers. However, no matter how powerful the necromancer is, there is no way to possess a physical body, and he can only contain his own divine soul through various strange methods. For example, the dozens of corpses controlled by this old man.

"The kid has some insight," the old man put away his evil smile and said solemnly, "However, I signed a contract with the young master and turned into a dead spirit, just to guard this bone garden with my own strength, and anyone who comes in must pass the old man's pass." Why do you think I can't kill you?"

"If you are a necromancy, I have a way to deal with you, it is a big deal to lose both, if you don't believe it, you can try. Yang Mu smiled lightly, the reason why the Seven Cold Sealing Demons is called Sealing Demons is naturally because the unique true qi of the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision is very effective in suppressing demons. This old man was already a dead soul, no matter what his cultivation was, it was nothing to fear for Yang Mu.

After all, the necromancer is just a necromancy, powerless to fight back against what restrains itself. However, there are very few things that can truly restrain the necromancy, and not all exercises can be as powerful as the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision.

However, Yang Mu didn't know what the strength of the "young master" in the old man's mouth was, and why he would guard such a desolate territory, so he didn't directly attack the old man, unwilling to cause trouble. This kind of strange place, if it is infected with cause and effect, it must be a troublesome thing.

"Well, I'll send you into a place, and if you can pass this level, I won't pursue your trespass here. The old man frowned, thousands of spell marks formed in his hand with the momentum of the wind, and his mouth was also chanting a spell that Yang Muwen had never heard of. It is a spell that can only be mastered by necromancy, and it is a mystery that can only be understood by going through complete death.

The surrounding scene changed again, this time, the surrounding corpses and bones disappeared, and the scene Yang Mu saw in his eyes was a family in the world. In the bustling world, there are also all kinds of monks, and this family is the monk family in the world, dominating the sword gate.

Thirteen slashes of the sword, just by virtue of this trick, this family has become famous in the entire state. On this day, the wife of the head of the family, Yang Zhaolie, gave birth to a son. The whole family was filled with joy.

Yang Mu stood in the courtyard of the Badaomen, watching the servants come and go, but these people didn't seem to be able to see him.

"...... here" suddenly returned to the world from a pile of corpses full of evil spirits, and Yang Mu's heart was a little touched. Badaomen is the family where Yang Mu was when he was a child, and he Yang Mu is the eldest son of the head of the family, and what he is seeing in front of him now is the scene when he was born.

Yang Zhaolie sat next to his eldest son, and the servants of the whole family, Keqing, and relatives of all families came to congratulate him.

"The head of the family is in his prime, and he is happy to have a noble son, and the Badaomen is expected to revitalize in the future!"

"This kid has an extraordinary face, there must be Ling Yunzhi, congratulations to the family master!"

At this moment, Yang Zhaolie's younger brother, Yang Zhengguang, walked in and sneered, "This kid is good, congratulations to the head of the family." ”

Yang Zhaolie saw Yang Zhengguang's expression, and felt a little strange in his heart, but it was not easy to ask directly, so he had to arch his hand and say, "Brother Xian has seen the outside, they are all a family, what is the name of the head of the family." ”

Yang Zhengguang's face changed, and the smile on his face was even more undisguised, "The head of the family naturally wants to scream, after all, after today, you are no longer worthy of being the head of the Badaomen!"

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Zhaolie asked in a cold voice.

"As we all know, my father once left a will, and the person who must cultivate the Thirteen Slashes of the Overlord Sword to the extreme is worthy of being the next head of my Badao Sect! And you Yang Zhaolie," Yang Zhengguang took a few steps forward, and looked directly at Yang Zhaolie with blood-red eyes, "When you used other exercises to assist in the original duel, this is clearly an insult to the Thirteen Slashes of the Overlord Knife and an insult to my Badao Sect! You defeated me with this method, you are not worthy of being the head of the Badao Sect at all!"

"Unworthy?" Yang Zhaolie sneered, "It's been so many years, and you're only now standing up and saying that I'm not worthy?" What's more, even if it's the Thirteen Slashes, it's not without flaws, I just want to perfect this treasure art, not just be complacent like you." ”

"Come on, Yang Zhaolie!" Yang Zhengguang had already fallen into madness, and shouted hoarsely, "Tell you, I have maintained my childlike body all these years, and I have never approached a woman for a moment, just to defeat you on this day and let you understand how terrible the real Tyrant Thirteen Slashes are!"

Yang Zhaolie looked at his eldest son, then went out with a knife and fought Yang Zhengguang to the death.

Both of them were the strength of the Great Perfection of the Transformation God Realm, and they fought in the wilderness for several days, and in the end, only Yang Zhengguang returned to the Badaomen. His cheeks were pale, but his expression was very good, and he sat on a high seat and said loudly, "From today on, I am the head of the Badao Sect, and now I order that all the disciples of the Badao Sect will hunt down and kill the traitor Yang Zhaolie, and everyone related to the traitor Yang Zhaolie will be killed!"

Fortunately, Yang Zhaolie had already instructed Yang Mu's mother to take him away. Since then, the mother and son have lived incognito. Young Yang Mu would often listen to his mother mention the past of the year, and would also ask, "What was wrong with what my father did back then?"

And his mother just smiled and replied, "There's nothing wrong with your father, it's just that he lost, and that's how the world is." ”

In this way, Yang Mu grew to the age of fifteen, and said goodbye to his mother alone and went to Qingyu Sect to seek immortals and asked, until now.

Everything around gradually blurred, and the scene changed again. This time, Yang Mu was holding a long knife in his hand, and there was a person kneeling in front of him, who was the current head of the Badaomen, Yang Zhengguang.

"Kill him, if it weren't for him, you would still be the son of the Badao Sect, practicing the Thirteen Slashes of the Badao, and you are about to inherit your father's career. Your father will not be missing until now. The old man reappeared and said to Yang Mu, "As long as you cut it down, everything will be over." ”

"I don't know why you know about my past, but you're wrong, I don't want to kill him. Yang Mu looked at the knife in his hand and suddenly smiled, "My mother is right, this world is like this, although this guy wants to kill my whole family, he is just a poor person who lives in hatred all day long." My father was just inferior in a fair duel. ”

"Fair, what if things aren't as simple as they seem?" the old man smiled evilly again, "I'll tell you the truth, this guy has indeed been abstinent all his life, just to get revenge on your father." However, the reason why he was abstinent was not to cultivate the Thirteen Slashes of the Overlord Sword to the extreme, but to another supreme evil method, the Six Realms Divine Skill. ”

Yang Mu's body trembled slightly, of course he knew what the Six Realms Divine Skill was, it was the most evil treasure art that had been handed down in the present world, it originated from the ancient cult, and it had not yet been extinct. Taking the ghosts of the Six Realms for my use, cannibalizing the three souls and destroying the seven spirits is the most poisonous and evil magic of the Six Realms!

"The day before the decisive battle between him and your father, he had already poisoned your father's food, and even so, he was still defeated by your father, and it took the Six Realms Divine Skill to reverse the situation at a critical moment. Your father isn't dead, but I don't even know where he is. The old man looked at the knife in Yang Mu's hand and said with a light smile, "Yang Zhaolie didn't simply lose, this guy has exhausted all his tricks, as long as you cut it down here, he will be killed immediately to avenge your father." ”

Yang Mu felt a trace of anger burning in his chest, you must know that if you cultivate the Six Realms Divine Skill, you must slaughter thousands of living beings in order to achieve something. How many innocent people have been hurt by this guy Yang Zhengguang for his own selfish desires? What is even more despicable is that this guy actually resorted to poisoning and kept the entire Badaomen in the dark.

"Kill him, kill him!" A voice in Yang Mu's heart kept repeating, and the long knife in his hand became heavier and heavier. From his right arm, a black substance even gradually overflowed, spreading and wrapping around the hilt of the knife, trying to cut it down. But he always restrained himself, he always felt that something was wrong, as if he would lose something if he continued to cut it like this.

"No," after a long time, Yang Mu's eyes suddenly regained their clarity, and the fierce true qi erupted from the meridians, breaking the long knife into several pieces, "I have my own way, if I behead him like this, what is the difference between it and the plan he set up to kill the innocent?"

The old man raised his eyebrows lightly on the side, knowing that he had used the illusion technique just now, which aroused the anger and impulse that had accumulated in Yang Mu's heart for a long time, but he didn't expect that this young man who was less than twenty years old would have such a stable Dao heart.

"This guy's realm is far from being comparable to when he duel with your father, and if you don't get rid of him now, it will be difficult to have another chance in the future. ”

"It's okay, even if I can't use my strength to shame me, I won't use this method. "Yang Muyun is light and light, once he figures it out, he will no longer be entangled.

"Gods and demons are easy to kill, and demons are difficult to get rid of, you already have the qualifications to enter the ghost capital, the young master wants to see you, come with me." The old man turned around, and with a wave of his robe, all illusions dissipated like clouds of smoke, revealing the essence of this place. The ground is still full of white bones, and the surrounding air is gloomy. I saw him raise his hands, and a violent wind suddenly rose in the air, causing the dark clouds of the four wilds, enveloping the dark thunder shadow, forming a whirlpool in front of him.

"Open!" the old man shouted, and the wind tore open, revealing a huge portal to the sky, which was extremely white. On this portal, thousands of runes are engraved, which are scriptures written in the languages of all races, and they contain supreme meanings. It was just a door, but it had infinite coercion, which made Yang Mu feel breathless.

The power of this portal is as vast as a sea of smoke, and if the realm of the alien beast is compared to it, it is not even a drop in the ocean. The old man took out a file from his bosom, and the whole file was pitch black, exuding an aura of mystery, enveloping the two of them in it, and only then did they resist the pressure of this portal.

Yang Mu followed the old man into the portal, and vaguely heard him say, "You should be glad that this is the gate to the ghost capital, which has not been opened for thousands of years." In the glorious era of the young master of my family, even the emperors of all races could not come at will. ”

"The ...... of the glorious era" Yang Mu was shocked, he ignored one point, judging from the means now revealed, this old man is already a dead soul who has been cultivating for a long time, so what kind of terrible old monster will the young master in his mouth be? Moreover, he claimed to have signed a contract with the young master, which proved that the young master was still alive now.

Thinking of this, Yang Mu broke out in a cold sweat, what is the origin of this ghost capital? Even in the entire Origin Heaven Secret Realm, there will not be too many such old monsters. The only thing to be thankful for is that the owner of this ghost capital, the "young master", does not seem to have shown a clear attitude towards him.