Luo Tian was so terrifying, the two-star True Martial Realm looked shocked, and Luo Tian couldn't help but take two steps back when he saw it.

"I'm a disciple of the Yang Ren Wang family, what do you want?" The two-star True Martial Arts Scripture is still a little confident.

The other party is definitely not the ghost king, and he may be able to deter him when he moves out of the human king family.

Luo Tian didn't pay attention to him, but walked towards the mausoleum.

The faces of many Yin Spirits were gloomy, they thought that Luo Tian would save them, but they would have been frightened by the name of the other party's Wang family.

Looking at Luo Tian's departing back, the two-star True Martial Realm sneered, "Hmph! I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be a coward." ”

Regarding Luo Tian's departure, the two-star True Martial Realm didn't think so, no matter how strong your strength was, facing the Renwang family, it would still crush you.

"Hehe!" the two-star True Martial Realm sneered, smiling and laughing, and a flame suddenly ignited above his head.

He felt a roar in his head, and his soul was hot, as if it was about to burn.

"Sixth Uncle!" At this moment, a young man behind him exclaimed, "Head, head is on fire." ”

At this time, the face of the two-star True Martial Realm changed greatly, and he also discovered the abnormality, his face was distorted, and he was in pain.

"Ahh

"Sixth Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Behind them, those young cultivators all looked shocked, and their faces changed drastically.

They had never seen such a phenomenon, and a person's soul was on fire.

It was a kind of black flame, black and profound, making people dare not look at it directly, and the black death flame rushed directly from the top of the two-star True Martial Realm Heavenly Spirit Cover, burning the soul, and even distorting the surrounding void.

"Ah~!" The two-star True Martial Scripture roared violently, and in just a moment, the soul turned into nothing and was completely extinguished.

This karmic fire is very strange, it only burns the soul, not the body.

"Dead ...... Dead?" Many Yin Spirits were terrified, the black flame just now was too terrifying, they felt their soul bodies tremble, and it seemed that they were going to burn with it if they were not careful.

"Sixth Uncle!" the remaining Yang Cultivators were terrified, and they didn't understand until this moment why Sixth Uncle's soul was burning.

"Brother Wen, you're on fire too!" At this moment, an exclamation came out from the crowd.

"And Brother Liang!"

The crowd was terrified, and a strong sense of panic spread from the crowd.

"What kind of ghost is this?"

Everyone screamed, how could they care about catching souls, and they scattered and fled.

But the bad luck couldn't be avoided, and before they could take two steps, a black karmic fire ignited above everyone's heads, burning their souls.

Many Yin Spirits were stunned, is this an eye-opener?

Bang!

The sound of falling to the ground sounded one after another, and the souls of many cultivators were burned clean, and the corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, Luo Tian had already walked past the location of the group of corpses.

What he did just now was the first of the three calamities of the heavenly ghosts, the karmic spirit burning.

Incinerate the soul of the other person with deep karma until the soul is gone.

"This ......" The many Yin Spirits looked at the Yang Cultivators who had no life at all and had fallen to the ground motionless, and they were shocked.

"Who is secretly trying to save me and others?" said a creature.

At this time, they all looked at the back of Luo Tian, who was slowly leaving.

Luo Tian's pace was steady, and he walked with great steps, and with such a big movement here, he was calm and calm, and left slowly, without even pausing in his footsteps.

"Is it him?" Many Yin Spirits trembled, and Luo Tian's calmness made them suspicious.

"It should be him. ”

"Don't think about it so much, let's go!" said an old yin spirit, trembling, and quickly walked in the direction of the underworld.

Luo Tian's heart was cold, and when he killed these Yang cultivators who invaded the underworld and caused chaos, he actually felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

He knew very well that this was not a thirst for killing, as if it was an indescribable feeling.

It was as if everything was a certainty, and those cultivators who invaded the underworld should be killed by him.

He didn't think about it that much, since the cultivators of the Yang World entered the Netherworld to make trouble and trample on the Netherworld, then he would kill them.

This mausoleum has been dilapidated, Luo Tian has been walking, and he has encountered many yang creatures on the way.

They were all hunting for yin spirits, Luo Tian didn't let any of them go, and everywhere they passed, all the yang creatures were extinguished and burned by karmic fire.

In Lingdu, an ancient city, a young cultivator stands in the main hall of a mansion.

The name of this city is Xiangcheng, which is a Yinjun city under the rule of Lingdu.

This mansion is a stronghold arranged for them by Xiangcheng Yinjun.

It can be said that in the territory of Lingdu, any city has the figure of a cultivator in the yang world.

At this time, in the mansion, the young man stood in the main hall with a gloomy face, and he looked out of the main hall, full of anger.

At this moment, a cultivator hurried from outside the main hall.

"Haven't you heard any news of that yin ghost?" Looking at the cultivator who had entered the main hall, the young man spoke, his voice cold and full of anger.

He is a descendant of the Yangjian Chizhou, a descendant of the Renwang family, He Zhiyuan, a half-step Renwang realm, responsible for catching souls in the territory of this mausoleum.

The king of the He family in Chizhou is refining a magic weapon, and he needs to sacrifice his soul.

Besides, the requirements for living souls are very high, and not all levels can be suitable.

All these years, he has been staying in the underworld, grabbing the soul of his He family.

The Yin Spirits that are captured will have to be screened, and the suitable ones will be brought back to the Yang Realm.

But just a few months ago, there was an accident in the mausoleum, and the cultivators of the Yang World kept falling, and they died very completely, all of them were killed with one blow, and even their souls were destroyed.

The killers have been committing crimes, but they have never been able to find each other.

"Childe, there is no news. The cultivator said respectfully.

"Rubbish!" He Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "For a few months, he has been killing my Yang Realm cultivator, how can there be no news at all?"

"Childe, stop your anger, please give your subordinates a month, and your subordinates will definitely be able to find out that yin ghost. ”

"Another month, another month, my He family's cultivators in this Xiangcheng will die. He Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "Ten days, if there is no progress within ten days, the family law will serve." ”

The cultivator trembled and said hurriedly, "Obey!"

With that, the cultivator hurriedly walked out of the main hall and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

"Yin Ling, kill my He family's disciples, when I catch you, I will definitely temper you for thousands of years. He Zhiyuan's face was gloomy.

"Childe, it's no good, my He family is dead again. At this moment, there was a hurried sound outside the main hall.

"Bastard!" He Zhiyuan jumped high and shouted, "Who is dead again?"

"It's Ho Six Ho Seven. An old cultivator outside the main hall hurriedly entered, looked at He Zhiyuan, and said tremblingly.

"What place?" He Zhiyuan was about to go crazy, and the death of his clansmen one after another made him feel uneasy.

If the murderer is not caught again, I am afraid that the children of his He family in this Xiangcheng will be killed.

He, He Zhiyuan, is about to become the commander of the light pole.

"Chengbei!" the old cultivator's lips twitched.

"Let's go!" He Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

Then, the two quickly walked out of the main hall, out of the mansion, and walked towards the north of Xiangcheng City.

In Xiangcheng, many yin spirits have retreated, and these Yang Wang families have been in Xiangcheng for several years, and their strength is strong.

Usually, even the Yin Monarch was cautious when he saw them, and he didn't dare to offend them in the slightest, let alone those ordinary Yin spirits or ghosts in Xiangcheng.

He Zhiyuan's strength is strong, and he has reached the level of a half-step king realm, and his He family is even more profound, with many strong people.

This Xiangcheng Yin Jun is only on the side of the five-star Shura, in front of his He family, isn't it very well-behaved.

"Childe, it's right ahead. The two of them were very fast, and they were almost to the north of the city at this time.

Xiangcheng is very large, and it is one of the few ancient cities that has been preserved in Lingdu.

Many ancient cities have been reduced to ruins in the Great Wars of the past.

Even Xiangcheng was affected, the city walls were mottled, the sword marks were heavy, and the yin qi spread.

The north of the city is very empty, there are not many buildings, there are some broken walls and ruins, and the rich yin qi pervades all directions, and there is a vast area.

At this time, there were several cultivators guarding the two corpses, standing in the ruins.

Seeing He Zhiyuan coming, they perked up and said in unison: "I've seen Gongzi." ”

He Zhiyuan's face was ugly, he walked forward, looking at the two corpses lying on the ground, one of his faces was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

The two corpses died the same, both were pierced through the eyebrows, strangled souls, and killed with one blow.

A few big words were written on the body in blood: There are no living people left in the underworld.

By this time, the blood stain had dried up and solidified into lumps.

This is left behind by the dark spirit who kills in secret.

All the Yang Cultivators who were killed had this sentence on their bodies.

There will be no living left in hell!

These six speak to the position of the murderer.

It also seems to be provocative, and it seems to be swearing an ancient legacy that the underworld will not allow the living to enter.

"Didn't you notice any movement before the two died?" He Zhiyuan looked at the two corpses and said with a gloomy face.

"No, when we found out, the two had been dead for some time. A cultivator said.

He Zhiyuan was silent when he heard this, his face was like stagnant water, he didn't say a word, his whole body fluctuated strongly, and his anger was surging.

Both of them have good strength, both of them are above the True Martial Realm, if you want the two of them to take their lives without reacting, the other party must be at least three stars higher than the two of them.

And two people were killed at the same time, and when one died, the other person was also killed before he had time to react, this kind of strength, I am afraid that it should also be at the level of a half-step ghost king.

"Is there a half-step ghost king powerhouse in Xiangcheng?" He Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

"No, the strongest is Xiangcheng Yinjun, a five-star Shura. A subordinate said.

He Zhiyuan's face was ugly and he didn't speak.

"Childe, it's not good, it's not good, the body of my He family's children was found in the west of the city. At this moment, a panicked figure came in a hurry and cried out.

Everyone was shocked, their faces changed greatly, and at the same time, their hearts were terrified, as if they were covered with a haze.

Is this a little ghost urging to die?

One by one, this is already the dozens?

This is not the place where the living should be.

Looking at the cultivator who came to report the news with a frightened face, He Zhiyuan's face turned pale, in a short period of time, there were cultivators who fell one after another and died unexpectedly, which made him almost crazy.

"Inform Xiangcheng Yin Jun Han Jian and ask him to search for me, I will not let go of any corner of Xiangcheng, and I must force that old Yin ghost out for me. He Zhiyuan said fiercely.

"Yes!" a cultivator received the order and left quickly.

"Come with me to the West Side. He Zhiyuan left quickly.

There were yin spirit probes around him, whispering, looking at He Zhiyuan's crazy figure, all of them were extremely happy.

"Well done!" said a Yin Spirit excitedly.

"I don't know which ghost male it is, it's heartwarming to kill!"

"It's a pity, as long as Han Jian receives He Zhiyuan's order, he will spare no effort to search. ”

"Han Jian is not worthy of being a Yin Jun. ”

"In my opinion, the ghost male in the dark directly wiped out Han Jian, what is the use of such a lackey in the yang world?"