See if there are any monsters around.

There was a colorful light in his eyes, but there was a huge change in a different way, and he was surrounded......

Well, that's right! Now that he is surrounded by the Soul Clan, Wang Lingyuan thinks that the jailers in the underworld back then were not visual, what a terrible scene it must be?

The souls of the dead are scared to death!

The Soul Clan, whose appearance looks like purple-skinned bat ears, is no different from the Terrans.

But the eyes are purple pupils, and the pupils are pale green and white.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in total, and a few people close to him are discussing something, and they don't know how to talk again, anyway, Wang Lingyuan can't hear them at all.

The expression looks a little distressed and sad, a little annoyed!

Probably, it's because of the cosmic travelers, and they can't help these jailers who specialize in dealing with cosmic travelers!

"Hey...... I see you!

As he spoke, he pointed to one of the positions, his eyes staring at him, and his body swaying from side to side.

Suddenly, all the soul clans showed shocked expressions, as if something incredible had happened, and judging from their expressions and movements, they were shouting:

"How is this possible? A human race can see through where my soul clan is?"

Still can't hear ......

Just as they were talking dryly, one of them shouted something with a hoarse expression, his companion patted him on the shoulder and said something, and the two souls nodded at the same time and said something.

Wang Lingyuan tried to read the lip and muttered to himself:

"The living cannot see or hear our people...... I see!"

They are a family of jailers, born to deal with the dead, and they have not had the business of dealing with the living, so they have not evolved the ability to talk to the living and so on.

Because, born not to need!

"Try to tell them the frequency of the sound waves, that's the command. ”

"Yes......" The on-board computer did not complete the job immediately, but responded half a minute later:

"Resolution complete, start converting sound waves with zero delay!"

As soon as it was completed, Wang Lingyuan subconsciously covered his ears, and his face changed.

The voice of the Soul Clan was heard, but it was very special and weird, as if a word was said with a 'hum' sound added after each word, which sounded very uncomfortable!

Meaning, it made him feel a kind of unhappiness when he heard it, they were actually discussing how to concoct themselves!

The tone of speech is the same as talking about the condemned prisoner, without caring about anything!

This is an occupational disease, in addition to the underworld and their own people, the soul clan is used to treating other clans in the way of jailers, engraved in their bones.

The concoction method is really special, which is to erase one's consciousness and self-conscious, and then the soul clan will live in the soul void to control the body, and leave the underworld with this place called the clan land.

It's just that I can't see my strength, so I didn't rush to the first time.

"A nasty bunch. ”

Jailers are jailers, and now they look like natives.

They behave like wild beasts, with wisdom and language, but they don't hear the slightest sense of civilization.

After a while, he began to discuss extracting his soul and torture it, passing on the technique to the young people by the way, and recalling how the ancestors punished the souls of the dead.

Use it as a textbook?

It seems that these sadists have to be beaten up before they can speak properly!

But the Soul Clan doesn't seem to have a physical body, how to fight?

"Try ...... with soul power"

"Smack!"

The soul power condensation on his fingers extended a whip, and he didn't see a target, and he shook his hand to hit it with a whip!

It was very crisp, directly pumping at least twenty soul clans away, and spraying purple blood wildly, startling the others and subconsciously staying away from the car.

Wang Lingyuan blinked, looked at the little soul power in his hand suspiciously, and muttered:

"Am I too strong or are they weak and pitiful?"

As he spoke, he pulled out another whip, and the experimental strength adjustment was smaller, and there was an unlucky move not far away!

This time the sound was very small, if it weren't for the ear spirit, I really couldn't hear the sound of the whip after it hit, and a hideous wound cracked open on the soul clan's body!

Then, in less than a second, it healed rapidly!

The enclaves were all surrounded again, and even the clothes on their bodies were not torn, and they were intact!

It's so weak......

I thought that the living environment of these guys was so bad.

In order to survive, each one has to be incomparably strong, but surprisingly weak.

Could it be that those monsters are also the living, and the zombies are not interested in them at all, so ......

Just survived?

"I said, I know the spirits. ”

"Ding-dong-"

Succinctness appeared in my head, which was briefly written:

"The soul clan is a companion race of the Underworld's Hengyu weapon, born to assist the underworld, and its job is only to punish and imprison the souls of the dead. ”

In this way, the Soul Clan was born to be a jailer, a slave of the Hades.

There is no cultural connotation in itself!

After not feeling the crisis, Wang Lingyuan was more bold, and urged the voyeuristic dream eye to the level of peeping realm, and his face suddenly drooped:

"me! It's rare for me to be so careful......"

Boundary?

It's the cultivation realm, isn't it?

I'm sorry, but these guys don't have them in front of me, and there is no trace of the phantom base!

It's just that the body is a little swelled and stronger, and it looks like it's doing odd jobs, and there is no trace of cultivation in the meridians!

Damn!

Just like this, you dare to come up and say how to concoct yourself in front of yourself?

Wang Lingyuan felt that he was underestimated!

There was some annoyance in his eyes, and he said coldly with soul power:

"Hey, Soul Clan, didn't your master tell you how to treat outsiders?"

"In my head, I remembered the voice in my head?" Seeing the commotion of these soul clans, Wang Lingyuan's eyelids twitched, and he wondered a little in his heart, thinking that he didn't even know the sound of soul power, right?

The underworld is also a big race, and they don't teach this to the slaves, right?

"It's me!"

After pointing to his nose helplessly, Wang Lingyuan was tired.

True natives, they, soul power transmission is basic common sense, even if you can't cultivate, you know, the illusion master has a way of communication called soul power transmission!

"Presumptuous! Dare to invade the underworld!"

“......”

Hearing this, Wang Lingyuan almost laughed, shook his head and said:

"What about the underworld! Only the wreckage is left unusable, and the gap into the underworld is simply undefended, so how can there be an invasion?"

"Hmph, the living invade the underworld, and they should be beaten to hell with soul draining, skinning and cramping ten thousand times......"

"Tian ......" touched his head with a headache, these soul clans are really tendons, Wang Lingyuan chuckled mockingly, just watching them take out the shackles and handcuff them.

That speed, really, is very slow......

"Click!"

"Huh......" just wanted to hide, but found that it was already on his hands and feet, Wang Lingyuan was shocked.

He didn't know the underworld, the shackles here were absolute soul locks, as long as the soul clan wanted to catch whomever they wanted, they would definitely succeed, this was to avoid too powerful souls from disturbing the order of reincarnation.

I didn't panic, but I was most afraid of panic at this time.

"Well, so that's what happened, once the dead resisted, the soul was weakened, and at the same time, the will was weakened...... Whatever!"

After feeling it, he raised his hands again to take a good look at the thing condensed by the power of Hengyu, and smiled contemptuously:

"The underworld has been destroyed, and this binding force ......"

However, he didn't immediately break free from this shackle, and let the soul clan pull out his soul, leaving his body in place and going to the empty island, he guessed that there should still be some people who didn't want to go to the underworld.

Because, the underworld is a real life, and I felt thousands of them just now!

Probably the last remnant!

He was dragged and fell into the woods below, about a few hundred meters, and a red flame road suddenly appeared below, and the Soul Clan took him to the top and walked towards the complex, whipping him on the back as he went.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

However, because the underworld has been completely destroyed, the soul defense has not been broken, and the soul clan is still pumping hard.

It doesn't hurt, it's just a little hot under the soles of the feet, if it's an ordinary phantom master's soul, it should be screaming now!

Nine thousand meters along the Hongyan Road, I saw a huge door erected in front, with the word "Underworld" written on the plaque, and a few small characters written in the lower right corner of the bereaved clan.

"Ha ......"

The so-called face of the earth, is it supported by this plaque?

It seems that those remnants of the underworld still can't forget the glory of the past!

this boring stuff!

The streets are deserted and uninhabited, and you can vaguely see the prosperous appearance of the past, with street shops and so on like Yangjian, but now they are just empty houses.

There was no Hades at all, only an empty island remained, and no goods could circulate.

Originally, Hongyan Road should be very wide and able to allow hundreds of millions of people to walk!

Now, I don't know if I thought it was an ordinary street, but it can be seen that it is really lonely, and this is also a face-saving project!

"It's ......"

He was led to a large hall, a majestic building, and the sounds of begging for mercy seemed to come through time, and the sound of ghosts crying echoed.

This is the real thing, it must be the place where the dead were interrogated!

The eighteen lacquered red iron pillars in the hall glowed with cold light, and there were some bones holding weapons on them, and there were many small pillars in the shadows behind these eighteen pillars, and the bones included all races.

Soul Eater Guardian of the Order of the Underworld!

In order to ensure the normality of the interrogation period, there are these guards in the underworld, all of whom are formed by the remnants of famous and powerful people in history, and their strength is strong!

They are similar to the Soul Clan, and they also rely on the supply of power from the underworld to fight!

It's just that each has its own role!

"Who's in the hall?"

"Someone?" Wang Lingyuan looked at the interrogation table in disbelief, there was an old man on the black platform, who looked like he was about to fall into the ground, but a pair of old eyes were still bright and bright!

An old underworld, dressed in the clothes of the official position of the underworld, extremely thin.

The Yin power of the underworld is now very impure, mixed with various forces, which is heavily polluted for the creatures of the underworld, and extremely harmful to survival!

He was a hard support, and when he looked at Wang Lingyuan, he found it.

There are many, many harmful forces in that body!

"Old Man's ......"

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense, this official will sentence you today...... Ahem......"

It was hard to speak, and the old man coughed before he finished speaking, and his face was also very bad, and he didn't seem to be alive for long.

coughed for at least a few minutes, and forced his breath, Wang Lingyuan was worried about whether he would not be able to get up and pass in one breath and die on the spot!

"Slow down, slow down...... You always drink some water......"

"Alas......"

smoothed it with his hand on his chest, and the old man stopped putting on an official tone, and said lonely:

"Laugh boy. ”

"Huh?"

"Lord Shuiyun Prison sent you in, right?"

"Sort of...... Wang Lingyuan didn't know what that real name was, he just nodded in affirmation, thinking that Shui Yun Prison was that real name.

The old man took out a pipe and smoked it, and his eyes swept across the hall sadly:

"In the past, there were many people in this hall, although it was only a small branch hall that judged ordinary people. ”

"Partition ......"

"The Judgment Hall of the Underworld, according to cultivation and non-cultivation, beasts, races, positions before death, etc., will be judged separately and convicted, for example, your Terran Emperor will be judged in the Supreme Judgment Palace. ”

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Wang Lingyuan was informed.

It is normal to be different from the eighteen layers of hell on the earth, and such a systematic classification and judgment is also meticulous and rigorous.

After all, the situation is different!

"Right now, the underworld is a burden to Lord Shuiyun Prison...... Hehe......"