Nguyen Xing Zheng's real name is Singh, and he is an authentic YD person. used to be the son of a nobleman, but because he offended the ancient cup, his whole family was killed, so he escaped from YD, wandered around, and settled down after meeting Jinba.

He stood up and walked to the other side of the tree hollow, where he could see the dark entrance, where there was a cellar, and he walked slowly into it with a candle.

The cellar is particularly large, and in the light of the candles, you can see something wrapped in white cloth around the cellar, which looks a bit like a mummy. If you look closely, you can see that the mummies are connected to the roots, or the roots grow in the mummies.

Ruan Xingzheng looked at the more than a dozen mummies around him with satisfaction, these were the corpses he had carefully collected over the years, those who had mistakenly broken into the ditch of the dead, or some enemies. Their souls are imprisoned and their bodies are left behind.

This is a very evil form of witchcraft, which Ruan Xingzheng occasionally finds in ancient texts, this kind of witchcraft is called voodoo puppetry.

It can retain the puppet's ability to survive to the greatest extent, and it is invulnerable and agile, even if it is a firearm, it can't cause damage. He studied for thirty years, and he didn't know how many people he had killed, until he came to the Dead Man's Gully, and his voodoo puppet made progress.

There were too many dead people in the ditch of the dead, and the bones were all over the place, and the resentment was overwhelming.

Ruan Xingzheng is also proficient in feng shui, he found that this dead locust tree is just where the dragon's lair of the dead man's ditch grows, this locust tree has existed for hundreds of years, it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of the sun and the moon, and could have become an immortal, but he knows that his luck is too bad, he is polluted by countless grievances, yin and yang are out of balance, and slowly wither.

This locust tree is like a battery that stores a lot of electricity, and it has accumulated countless grievances, which has solved the biggest problem in Ruan Xingzheng's research.

After disposing of the corpse, he dug a cellar and laid out a formation in the cellar to root the roots of the locust tree in the corpse. After his research, he found that the skin of the corpse that was supposed to decompose was full again.

Then Ruan Xingzheng picked out the soul of the ancient soldier and let it devour countless broken spirits, evolve into ghost-level ghosts, and then inject them into the treated corpse.

In this way, the voodoo puppet is ready, and he is more powerful than Mirry's living corpse. The only flaw is that the number of voodoo puppets is too small, and this dead man's ditch and locust tree can make more than thirty puppets at most, and these puppets are enough for him to take revenge.

Thinking of the two cultivators above, he cracked his mouth and laughed maniacally, his hoarse and perverted voice echoing in the cellar.

After running wildly for more than ten miles, Zhang Yu followed the ghosts and appeared in front of the Dead Man's Ditch, watching the group of ghosts disappear into the thick fog.

Zhang Yu stopped, there was a heavy fog in front of him, there were strange rocks all around, not even a single flower or plant, Zhang Yu suddenly flashed a word in his mind, poor mountains and bad waters.

His eyes flashed, and under the Yin Yang Pupil Technique, there was a large amount of purple qi mixed with black qi here, filling the entire valley. Zhang Yu couldn't help frowning, God knows how many people died inside.

There are no roads at all, there are all rugged and steep cliffs, streams, ordinary people want to come here, at least half a day, during which poisonous insects, poisonous snakes are everywhere, swamps and poisonous springs are everywhere.

If you are not fully prepared, you are here to find death.

"Hiss!" Suddenly there was a slight sound in his ears, Zhang Yu didn't look back, and with a light knife with his backhand, a pit viper lying in the grass, ready to attack Zhang Yu, was cut into two pieces, and its head and tail kept rolling on the ground.

The poisonous snake bit on the ground, and the flowers and plants stained with fangs died instantly, which shows how strong the poison is.

He didn't think too much about it, and with a slight touch of his feet, he flew down in an instant.

The valley is very desolate, with poor mountains and bad waters, and occasionally the crows of unknown meaning can be heard chirping in pitch black.

The valley is full of withered grass, with the wind whistling, countless white bones appear and disappear from time to time, and in the dense fog, ghost fire flickers, and crying can be faintly heard.

"Do you have any induction?" asked Zhang Yu as he ran.

"Yes, there are a lot of powerful ghosts ahead. Lin Xueyue floated beside Zhang Yu, her eyes staring at the thick fog and said.

Under the Yin Yang Pupil Technique, I saw the black aura rushing to the sky not far away, which made Zhang Yu change color, God knows how many bones are buried here.

He ran wildly for a while, and finally saw where the black qi was, a huge dead locust tree, like a branch of the devil's minions, on which countless corpses were hanging, fluttering in the wind.

When Zhang Yu appeared in the distance, a gust of wind blew, and those corpses and bones didn't know if it was an accident or something, they slowly turned, and the skulls with black holes were all in the direction of Zhang Yu.

As he approached the locust tree, he saw so many skeletons staring at him, and the scene was too terrifying.

"What is that? That locust tree is absorbing black qi?" Suddenly Lin Xueyue shouted, and following her instructions, Zhang Yu discovered the peculiarity at the top of the locust tree.

The black gas filled the entire Dead Man's Ditch, and the locust tree was like a whirlpool under the sea, inhaling the black gas frantically, it was not obvious at first, but now it is becoming more and more obvious, which made Zhang Yu shocked.

What the hell is the locust tree doing? Zhang Yu didn't think about it, took out a few fireball talismans and threw them over.

The violent explosion shook off an unknown number of bones, and they fell like rain.

The fireball talisman didn't know how many branches it had blown up, although it didn't hurt the body of the locust tree, but it was enough, and Zhang Yu could see that the black qi was pouring into it more and more unstable.

"Bang bang bang!" In the cellar, several voodoo puppets suddenly burst, Ruan Xingzheng couldn't help but be taken aback, and his face changed.

"Damn!" Ruan Xingzheng knew what the reason was at a glance, he already knew that Zhang Yu had broken in, but this was the critical moment of entering energy, and he couldn't imagine that a few voodoo puppets would actually explode, it was simply unbearable.

"Karamik ......" Ruan Xingzheng stood up and recited the incantation, and as he incantated, he saw that the black qi around the locust tree became thicker.

For a while, the entire Dead Man's Ditch was gloomy and miserable, ghosts were howling, and the surroundings of the big locust tree were even more black.

Just as Zhang Yu was about to make a move, a strange scene appeared in front of him.

It seems to be a movie replay, and several ghosts dressed as mountain people appear not far away, they seem to be hunting, fishing, chopping wood, and transportation, everything is so indifferent and comfortable.

Suddenly, the style of painting changed, and an official appeared with many people, who robbed prey and supplies, and many mountain people, whether old or children, starved to death.

The mountain people couldn't bear it anymore, they picked up bows and arrows, knives and forks to resist, but they were brought by the officials to bring many officers and soldiers, frantically suppressed and killed the mountain people, and finally transported the dead here, and threw the corpses into the dead man's ditch.

I don't know how many corpses were lost, the dead man's ditch was originally beautiful, but it was finally polluted by resentment and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The souls of these posthumous mountain people were left behind, and they have been left here until now because of the weight of the grievances.

Countless souls emerged from the ground around them, and they stood around them in a faint manner, as if they were feeling abandoned by the world. At this moment, those ghosts suddenly turned their heads and looked at Zhang Yu in unison, their eyes resentful, making people's scalps tingle.

But Zhang Yu was not afraid of these at all, he flipped his hand, and the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword appeared in his hand, and he faintly watched these ghosts wandering around him.

In the black fog, it seems that the number of ghosts is not clear, and he only feels that the surroundings are dense, boundless ghosts, if it is other cultivators, it is estimated that his scalp will be numb for a long time, but Zhang Yu is not afraid at all.

Lin Xueyue suddenly stood in front of Zhang Yu, she exuded the coercion of ghosts unscrupulously, and the cold expressions of those ghosts loosened a lot, and they all surrounded Zhang Yu a foot away, not daring to move.

"Dead man's ditch, only the dead will come, don't think about leaving when you come. Suddenly, all the ghosts spoke at the same time.