Under the cover of night, Ye Liuyan led Yu Wanyou to fly quickly.

"Brother, do you know where to save Aunt Liu and Sister Hongjin?"

The pear blossoms on the little confused face brought rain, and she hugged Ye Liuyan's arm nervously.

"I know! Hong Jin did everything possible to keep you and hand over the natal spirit realm to you, in fact, she wanted to leave me a clue. ”

Ye Liuyan's eyes were always staring ahead, and in his hand, the quaint spiritual realm glowed.

"Oh no! how the mirror turned red!"

Suddenly, Yu Wanyou was horrified to find that the spiritual realm in her brother's hand was changing, and the luster was instantly bewitching and terrifying, as if fresh blood was flowing.

Ye Liuyan was silent for a long time, and condensed: "She detonated her resentment and wanted to fight with the ghost again......"

......

In the unknown mountain forest, at night, the fog is billowing.

In the dense fog, a slightly whitish figure, with blank eyes, kept walking forward like puppets, and there was no communication between them, and there was not even a sound around.

But faintly, there is a terrifying background sound, echoing in the emptiness, listen carefully, like a funeral music mixed with the horn and suona sounded by the funeral procession for the deceased.

From time to time, gusts of wind blew and the mist churned.

These figures walked aimlessly, not knowing where they were going, not knowing where they were going.

They are all deceased, they are all yin spirits, and the deaths are strange and strange, and some ...... It's like a body that has just been pulled back from the scene of a car accident to the funeral home, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

All the deceased are moving in the same direction, and in front of them, according to the rare and misty light, the further they go, the clearer they become, but in the clarity, there is a kind of dim dullness like the sun is covered by haze.

On this road, the yin and dead air are too heavy, you can't see the starlight when you look up, you can't see the obstacles clearly when you look down, and the hues of all the surrounding scenery are only black and white.

Yin Yang Road!

Some of the deceased who had not yet completely annihilated their consciousness seemed to have fish bones stuck in their throats, and they kept repeating those three words when they wanted to shout but couldn't shout.

You can't say anything you see, you can't say what you want to say.

On the road of yin and yang, the deceased rest in peace, and everything is silent!

But at this moment, the sound of metal collision broke the dead silence.

Two monsters more than three meters tall, like giants and half-orcs, followed closely, one with an iron hook in his hand and the other with a sharp claw.

Whether it is an iron hook or a sharp claw, the end is connected to a black iron cable, the chain is very tight, and at the other end of the back, two figures are tethered.

One of the beautiful women had tears streaming down her cheeks, and she looked sad, as if she had some unfulfilled wish and was unwilling to die.

Another red-haired woman, with a cape and a beautiful face, was hideous and fierce, although her body flickered and flickered, as if she would be scattered at any time, but in her eyes, there was still blood light, and her whole body was also red and resentful.

Just now, she resisted fiercely again, but was unsuccessful.

At this time, the two Yin Monsters had already added soul claw to the end of the chain, and the pointed ends of the pliers pierced her collarbone and held it firmly.

The surrounding yin spirits instinctively avoided one after another, not daring to obstruct the yin ghosts from doing things.

But in the ancient legend, if you need to send out the bull head and horse face to seduce the soul and ask for your life, it must usually be a very hard existence, and at this time, the two Yin officials also caught a terrible resentful spirit, which was originally what impermanence should do.

The misty light in front of him became brighter and brighter, as if there was a black and white entrance in front of it, and many Yin Spirits were swept into it as soon as they approached.

"Master, goodbye forever, Hong Jin is sorry for you......"

The yin wind blew, Hong Jin's long hair danced wildly, she turned her head, and in her blood-red eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed.

Legend has it that a resentful spirit like her, if she falls into the underworld, she will definitely have to endure eighteen layers of hell torture, and then be beaten to ashes.

"Don't bother, let's go!"

The bull-headed horse tugged at the chains and let out a shrill muffled sound.

Shout!

But at this moment, between the forests of black and white light and shadow, a dazzling light and fire slashed through it, slashing down like a sword rainbow, cutting off the two chains.

"Master!!" Hong Jin's heart trembled.

"Who dares to obstruct Yin Si's errands, and get impatient!"

"Take it!"

The bull head and the horse face were gloomy and cold.

Several imps immediately raised the ghost fork, turned around and rushed forward.

Wow~~

A volley of cold flames fell.

"Ahh

The group of imps screamed miserably, rolled on the ground a few times, and then all turned to ashes.

"Cultivators!"

The bull's head and the horse's bronze bell's big eyes shot a fierce light, and at the same time, they also showed surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Liuyan was already in the way, and his eyes exuded murderous intent.

"Mourning!" Liu Yan's heart trembled, although she couldn't make a sound, but at the moment she was discolored.

"Master!"

Hong Jin could shout, but in her trembling voice, there was undoubtedly a mixture of sadness and joy.

"Even if you are a cultivator, if you dare to break into the path of yin and yang, it is an unforgivable sin!"

"Hinder the Yin Division's errands, slaughter the ghosts, and you should leave your life behind!"

The bull's head and horse's face were furious, and they frantically waved their claws and iron hooks in their hands, and in an instant, the black fog around them was used, like a demon dragon coming out of a hole.

"Master beware!" Hong Jin exclaimed, the strength of these two monsters was terrifying, and they could easily tear her ghost game apart.

"Don't......" Liu Yan was terrified, her biggest regret before she died was that she didn't have time to see her child for the last time, and Liu Yan was very afraid that her death would make Ye Liuyan slump from now on, after all, this child fell out with the Ye family that day, and everything she did later was to fight for her, such a result brought Liu Yan a kind of sorrow that was thousands of times more uncomfortable than death, and no mother was willing to let her child suffer such a blow.

Now seeing Ye Liuyan on the Yin and Yang Road, Liu Yan is also full of joy and sorrow in her heart, and she can't help herself, but in the blink of an eye, those two fierce monsters want to attack her child again, which is obviously an unbearable burden for Liu Yan.

However, before the bull head and horse face made a move, Ye Liuyan had already taken the lead in making a ruthless move.

"Open!"

On his body, a cold flame tower condensed, soared into the sky, and then crashed down.

"Uh~"

The bull-headed horse staggered back after being hit by the Cold Flame Dao Tower.

At the same time, Ye Liuyan had already sacrificed a golden talisman.

"Golden Rune!"

"You, don't mess around, we're the soul messengers of the Yin Division......"

The bull head and the horse face both trembled in horror, they were completely fearless of ordinary spirit runes, and they could still cope with the top treasure runes, but this golden talisman made them feel a trace of terror.

Normally, the golden talisman will only appear in the hands of the scattered immortals, but how can the ghosts of the Yin Division conflict with the scattered immortals?

Now the bull head and horse face all hope that this kid is just a fox and a fake tiger, and deliberately intimidate them with a golden talisman, but they can't really urge it.

"Extreme fire, kill!"

But Ye Liuyan pointed at his fingertips, and the golden talisman had already been indifferently typed.

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