As soon as he stepped into the Ten Thousand Burial Ground, a gloomy and cold creep climbed onto Su Heng's back like a maggot on his tarsal bones. This place is different from the Falling Soul Stream, which is very different from the surrounding things because of the birth of demon beasts, but the Ten Thousand Burial Ground looks no different from the outside world, the same sunshine, the same wind and clouds.

But as soon as you walk into this meadow, you can clearly feel the strangeness of this place, although the sun is pouring overhead, but there is no trace of temperature, and the wind here is no longer blowing from one direction, but from all directions, as if someone is blowing a cool breeze around.

A trace of the coldness that belonged to the dissipation of the dead soul followed him like a shadow, and Su Heng walked along the edge step by step, towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Burial Ground.

Less than a stick of incense after Su Heng walked into the Ten Thousand Burial Ground, the black-robed figure quietly appeared on the edge of the Ten Thousand Burial Ground.

"Do you want to lead me into this burial ground?" The black robe was hidden in a wide black robe, and he was more like a ghost walking in the world than the souls that appeared after death.

I saw that he was powerless, so he slowly floated into the Ten Thousand Burial Ground, "Bao, these people want to bring me in and let those ghosts kill me, what do you think I should do with them?"

Su Heng always paid attention to the movements around him, but even if the wind blew, there was no sound at all, only the sound of his rapid breathing and the sound of his heart beating.

This kind of strange sense of oppression that there is obviously movement around, but you can't hear the slightest sound, is even more breathtaking than the evil Jiao Tribulation encountered in the Falling Soul Stream.

Su Heng brushed away the grass and walked forward cautiously, but the black shadow under his feet made him stop instantly.

This black shadow is commonplace, but this black shadow stands side by side with Su Heng's shadow, as if Su Heng has an extra shadow.

"Not good!" Su Heng suddenly got up, his figure swept forward rapidly, and at the same time kept turning direction, but there were still two shadows under his feet.

Suddenly, Su Heng stopped suddenly, and sure enough, a trace of stagnation suddenly appeared in one of the black shadows, "Die!" Su Heng slapped it with a palm, and the true qi in his palm stabbed straight down like a sharp sword.

As soon as True Qi Fu touched the shadow under his feet, a sharp whistling sound came from the shadow, piercing straight into everyone's eardrums.

"Wow!"

The black shadow under Su Heng's feet suddenly broke away from the ground, like a fierce beast, opening its big mouth towards Su Heng, wanting to swallow Su Heng in one gulp!

"It's not good! Retreat!" Su Heng's face changed sharply and he exclaimed.

But at this time, he seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and then felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

This true qi fluctuated like a beacon in the dead and silent Ten Thousand Burial Ground, and the black robe not far away raised his head suddenly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an excited smile, "Finally let me find you." After that, the whole person was like a black shadow sweeping in the direction of Su Heng.

However, he didn't notice that in the shadow beneath him, a twist flickered.

Su Heng seemed to have fallen into a nightmare at this time, and the darkness in front of him was suddenly broken free, but he fell into a strange world again.

People come and go, the world is prosperous, all of them are poured into his mind, and pictures are like a kaleidoscope, constantly passing in front of him. Su Heng seemed to have seen another person's life, from a baby croaking to the ground, to a weak-crowned boy crowned and joined the army, promoted from a captain to a captain, and then promoted to a centurion exceptionally, becoming an elite officer...... No matter how big or small this person's life is, everything poured into Su Heng's mind.

"Who the hell am I?" Su Heng was lost, he couldn't tell whether he was the white-clothed Su Demon who had been wandering around Ding'an and Beiji for twenty years, or the cavalry officer who had been fighting all his life. The memories of both were so vivid that he couldn't tell them apart.

The memories of the cavalry officer have not stopped, and at this time he has become a commander of the quicksand army of the Junshang Dynasty. His quicksand army was the main force to break through the Beiji defense line, and they were ready to take advantage of this opportunity to take Jushou directly, but they were soon blocked.

The Beiji Xiao cavalry who reacted quickly stopped in front of them, the Xiao cavalry was the first cavalry from Chu, especially the disarming battalion, which faintly has the momentum of the world's first cavalry, even if it is a gentleman who is good at cavalry, it is difficult to find a cavalry that can compete with the disarming battalion.

The disarming battalion became the vanguard of the Xiao Cavalry Army, and when that high-pitched military horn sounded, the heavens and the earth shattered at this moment, and Su Heng's eyes were dark again, but he heard a cry that he would never forget,

"The secluded Beiji, the blood has not dried!

"The secluded Beiji, the blood has not dried!

......

Su Heng's eyes slowly opened, and a teardrop slipped silently from the corner of his eye, "Secluded Beiji, the blood has not dried!

"I'm Su Heng, a recruit at the end of the armor battalion!"

After saying this, a flame burst out from Su Heng's body, this flame was formless, but it was real. As soon as the flames appeared, the yin spirit that enveloped him suddenly let out an extremely piercing chirping, and then the yin spirit faded away like flowing water.

"What the hell is going on?" In the sea of qi in Su Heng's body, in the boundless sea of souls, Su Wuchang's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the three-petal golden lotus in the center of his eyebrows was particularly eye-catching, Su Wuchang's eyes at this time were like electricity, and he looked at the depths of the soul sea under his control, and an invisible flame actually rose.

Although this invisible flame could not be seen, it could be clearly felt, and as soon as many dead souls touched the flames, they were instantly burned into ashes, turning into wisps of vitality and merging into the sea of vitality under the sea of souls.

"Bai Wuchang, what are you doing?" Su Wuchang roared angrily, he had always been in charge of the Soul Sea, and Su Heng was in charge of the Vitality Sea under the Soul Sea, and together they constituted this endless sea of Qi.

But the appearance of the flames made a three-foot hole appear in his soul sea. Although this bit of emptiness was insignificant compared to the vastness of the Soul Sea, it was this insignificance that made the sea of vitality that had been closed by him all year round a little more gap, a trace of the gap that could break out of his restraints.

This made Su Wuchang extremely uneasy, but his roar did not respond in the slightest.

In the sea of souls, the angry waves are raging!

It took Su Heng half a pillar of incense to come to his senses, although he drove away the ghost of the Junshang cavalry officer, but his memory had already remained in Su Heng's mind, and it took time to fuse it.

As if a new life had passed, Su Heng's eyes were a little more white and profound, and the whole person was a little thicker.

"If it weren't for the battle song of the Beiji Liberation Battalion, I am afraid that I would not be able to break free from the shackles of the Yin Spirit......" Su Heng had palpitations, after he rescued the three people who came south from the Liberation Battalion, he was called to Beiji by Old Man Lin, and officially became the first and last recruit in the twenty years of the Liberation Battalion.

The one that best embodies the soul of the disarming battalion is the war song that makes all the armies in the world fearful.

This war song seems to be full of souls, driving away the ghosts that have rushed into his mind, and it also gives him a little more change.

However, in the next moment, Su Heng's face tensed instantly, because a cold aura quietly stared at him at this moment.

"The place you chose is not bad, I don't know if I will bury you here, can I be satisfied with you?" The voice of the black robe slowly sounded from behind Su Heng, like a poisonous snake, revealing its sharp fangs.

Su Heng's back straightened suddenly, he felt as if he was being held back by a sharp blade, and once he moved, he would be penetrated.

"What about the two people who are walking with you?" A cold voice came from Su Heng's ears, and the coercion on the black robe made Su Heng unable to move.

The black robe didn't mean to kill Su Heng directly, he slowly floated in front of Su Heng, "You are the white-clothed Su Demon who fought against the power of the earth back then and retreated? Interesting...... What is so special about a person who is only in the realm of a first-class product?

A trace of yin and poisonous aura slowly extended to Su Heng's body along his seven orifices, wanting to completely submerge Su Heng.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, my name is Yang Qin, you can also call me Dikui Throne......" The black robe stretched out a pale finger and pointed at Su Heng's eyebrows.

"Su Mo, how do you say I should kill you? Why don't you give me some advice? There seemed to be a black aura surging in Yang Qin's eyes, and his smile became more and more weird, "Don't worry, I can listen to other people's opinions." ”

Su Heng's throat tightened, but he found that he couldn't say a word at all, the person in front of him was too terrifying, his momentum was like a big lake, trapping him to death, and constantly encroaching on his mouth and nose, almost suffocating him to death.

"If I were you, it would be best not to move, maybe this seat is in a good mood today, and I will give you a happy death. Yang Qin's cold aura exploded in an instant, and the entire Ten Thousand Burial Ground seemed to be suppressed by his momentum, the wind stopped, and the thin mist dispersed.

Yang Qin looked at Su Heng again, a strange smile appeared on his face, "Don't you have any ideas?"

Su Heng finally took a breath of true anger and forced a smile, "Say...... Say look. ”

"As for me, I am proficient in all kinds of murder methods, and I said that if I want to cut off one or two pieces of meat, I will never cut half a little more, nor will I cut a penny less. A short blade with a length of one foot appeared in Yang Qin's hand at some point, "So I recommend Ling Chi to you, it can allow you to live for three more hours, and in the end, you can still witness the beauty of turning into a skeleton, what do you think?"

“......”

"Don't be satisfied? It doesn't matter, I have other ideas, why don't I prepare a dish for you, and the name of the dish is Ten Thousand Feasts." The ingredients are taken from the flesh and blood of your body and the internal organs in your body, you can rest assured, I can let you eat this dish alive, and then slowly breathe. Yang Qin seemed to have fallen into a state of extreme euphoria, his eyes were red, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his spirit tended to be crazy.

"Are you dissatisfied?" Yang Qin's face instantly appeared in front of Su Heng where there was only a trace of space, and that sickly crazy smile suddenly bloomed, "Tell me about it......"