I was anxious, angry, and helpless, so I could only glare at the old heavenly master beside me, for the vague figure in the black mist, the old heavenly master must know its identity.

At this moment, in the sea of flowers on the other side of the Yellow Spring, black chains suddenly burst out towards this side, instantly blocking the surrounding area of the rolling black fog, completely blocking and binding it.

The Dao figure burst out from the other side of the Yellow Spring along the dark chains, and the degree of fluctuation of its Yin Qi was obviously all high-level ghosts, and there were more than a hundred of them.

Especially the two guys in the lead, one with a hideous bull's head, and the other with an ugly horse face.

The bull head and horse face of the yin?

The intensity of the yin qi around these two guys is amazing, even Mo Yi under the full-scale outbreak is estimated to be less than half of the others.

Mo Yi mentioned to me a simple situation on the Yin Si side before, the number of cow heads and horse noodles in the ten cities of the underworld is not very large, just take the side of the capital city as an example, the number of cow heads and horse noodles is only less than a hundred.

And the status of the bull-headed horse face in the Yin Division is second only to black and white impermanence, and some of the bull-headed horse faces even have the privilege of being able to mobilize a large number of Yin soldiers.

"What about disciples and tyrants? What did you do with them? The ugly horse's face looked at the hazy figure in the black fog.

The bull head said in an urn voice: "What nonsense to talk to him, trespass on the Yellow Spring, just arrest Yin Si and ask for the guilt!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the bull head flipped his hand, and a ghostly light appeared in his hand, transforming into a huge battle axe, comparable to his strong size, and slashed directly towards the surging black mist.

The moment the bull head made a move, those high-level ghosts also shot one after another, some threw out the dark chains, some opened their mouths and spit out tongues like long whips, and some threw out things like flower seeds, instantly bursting out dense flower thorns and rhizomes......

All kinds of means came out together, and instantly enveloped the side of the tumbling black fog, completely submerging the vague and hazy figure in the black fog.

At this time, the old heavenly master beside me suddenly said: "Let's go, after watching the excitement here, it's time to go to the next one!" ”

After speaking, the Old Heavenly Master turned his head and walked towards the Yellow Spring, stepping lightly on the heads of those fighting souls, and walked towards the other side.

At the same time, on the side of the tumbling black mist, the space seemed to be distorted in an instant, and an old palm poked out of the black mist, pinching out a strange handprint.

In an instant, a flash of red and black light flashed on the handprint, and strange patterns of red and black appeared on the handprint, surging and surging evil qi.

At this moment, my eyes shrank again.

This feeling instantly reminded me of another person, that is, the black-clothed old man Zhang Dingxian in Longhu Mountain, the younger brother of the Heavenly Master!

However, at this time, the evil aura erupted from the hazy and vague figure in the black fog seemed to be much richer and more terrifying than Zhang Dingxian, Zhang Dingxian was a younger brother compared to this, and the gap was too big.

The moment the evil qi erupted, those high-level ghosts didn't react at all, and instantly exploded into a black mist, which was directly absorbed by the vague and hazy figure.

The bull head and horse face changed drastically, and seemed to recognize the real body of the vague and hazy figure, and they all blurted out: "You are ......"

Before they finished speaking, their voices stopped abruptly, and the yin qi around them was disordered, and they also exploded with a bang, and were quickly absorbed by the black mist.

Then, the figure in the black mist disappeared out of thin air.

Before I came back to my senses, the scenery around me changed instantly, and in a blink of an eye, I was no longer on the other side of the Yellow Spring, but in the lush sea of flowers on the other side.

The Celestial Master was walking in front, and he must have moved me directly from the Yellow Spring.

The two of us, the two big living people, mingled among the many dead souls, walked towards the depths of the sea of flowers on the other side, dead and silent. The souls around him were still crying and wailing as they fought to cross the Yellow Springs, but after coming here, they all looked like walking corpses.

The sea of flowers on the other side undulated without wind, and many bright red flowers seemed to be crying for those dead souls, and a thick grievance enveloped the area.

It didn't take long for many of the souls to move to the left, seemingly directly into the Yin Si from there.

As I walked to the right, the color of the flowers around my feet deepened, and gradually turned into pitch black, and I didn't know where we were ahead.

When he came to the land full of black flowers, the Celestial Master paused and stared at it.

There was nothing in front of me, I didn't know what he was looking at, and when I was about to ask, the earth dozens of feet away from us roared, gradually rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black flowers on the other side of the surrounding area continued to wither and bloom, as if they had experienced countless seasons of rotation.

It seems that after thousands of years, and it seems like only a few breaths of time, a mountain col appears in front of us.

I have a deep impression of this col.

The first time I met the girl in Tsing Yi was here, and the first time I met Black Lotus, it was also here!