Qin Tian didn't wait for Qin Hei to react, he grabbed it under his arm with one hand, looked around, and walked forward in the direction Qin Hei pointed out.

The dense forest is luxuriant, and there are mottled tree shadows everywhere, like ghosts, craggy, and the scalp of the people who watch it is numb, and the whole body is tight.

This was Qin Hei's slow voice coming from Qin Tian's ears: "Brother Tian, do you believe in ghosts?"

"Ghost, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

When Qin Tian heard Qin Hei's words, he suddenly felt a spirit, remembering the record of ghosts in his previous life, and thinking of his current situation, could it be that he had encountered a legendary ghost, and then he thought about it, but he also realized that this world can live forever and be immortal, why can't ghosts be born?

I just don't know if there is Huangquan Road, Nahe Bridge, and the Ten Palaces of Hades in this world, but I really want to see it.

"Didn't you always want to know what happened to me and Qin Xiao and the others? I'll tell you now. After we left, except for Qin Yuan who left with two or three people, the rest followed Brother Xiao through the Valley of Death, the news about the immortal inheritance has been circulating in Luoyu City for a long time, and the geniuses of each session will go to that place and want to seize the inheritance, but no one has come back in each session, and the so-called inheritance land has become a forbidden place of death. But the inheritance is moving, and the one who can come in is not a genius, how can he be frightened by some words. That's why we're here."

Qin Hei's eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul, and he muttered and whispered, intermittently, these words, Qin Tian still listened to them and sorted them out.

Qin Hei's state was quite bad, Qin Tian couldn't help but worry, and carefully checked Qin Hei's whole body, there were no scars, and bloodstains, but it was quite similar to a kind of ghost art in the legend, and now, Qin Tian had to stop, listen to Qin Hei's description quietly, trying to find some clues.

"I've heard of these things, but what does this have to do with what happened to you?

Thinking of the legend about ghosts, Qin Tian asked tentatively, who expected that the words were lost, Qin Hei seemed to be greatly stimulated, pushed Qin Tian away, and kept grabbing his hair with his hands, his hair was scattered, like a mad demon, and then his mouth kept repeating: "They are coming, they are coming, don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

"Who's coming, there's no one around, what the hell is it? Get out of here. ”

Qin Tian spread out his divine sense and sensed all the wind and grass around him, but the surroundings were extremely quiet, without a trace of wind and sound, and immediately, he roared, waiting for the lurking mysterious person to come out, after a long time, the surroundings were still as quiet as ever, and even a little weird, because Qin Tian felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, although this was very common at night, but in combination with Qin Hei's words, people couldn't help but come to an amazing decision.

Here, the Yin Soldiers.

This thought came out, Qin Tian suddenly took a sip of wine, people are always full of fear of mysterious and unknown things, even if Qin Tian can now open mountains and crack stones, but if you want to say fear, but no, ghosts belong to yin, people belong to yang, generally speaking, ghosts are afraid of people, although these ghosts are terrifying, but when they meet monks, they kneel, otherwise the way of the heavenly master, why are those Taoists in Maoshan so dicked, because they are monks, and the monks' qi and blood are very powerful, whether it is to use the Dao method, or the power of the supernatural power is not something that mortals can imagine.

In the same way, the blood cultivation, qi cultivation, and instrument cultivation in this world are no different from those monks in the previous life, with the ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then refine and refine the qi, and finally improve their strength to the point of eternal immortality.

So after Qin Tian figured it out, he was fearless, but there were not too many ways to deal with ghosts and monsters with Qin Tian's current methods, because you couldn't see it, since you couldn't see it, how could you retreat from the enemy?

For a moment, Qin Tian could only stare dryly, and an inexplicable irritability rose in his heart.

This mood spread all over the body in the blink of an eye, but Qin Tian didn't wipe it, but felt a burst of relaxation in his body, and his soul seemed to be about to fly out and enter another world, if he observed carefully, a trace of white smoke appeared on Qin Tian's forehead, and a miniature version of Qin Tian appeared vividly in the smoke, and a group of invisible Yin soldiers around him were coldly observing this scene, a tall general, holding a bell in his hand, kept shaking, and made a soul-stirring magic sound.

The soul began to split, and Qin Tian encountered a life-and-death crisis.

At this moment of life and death, the divine elephant contained in the veins began to run wildly, no, it can no longer be described as crazy, but a way to not want to die, swallowing the yin qi in the body in one breath, turning into golden runes, engraved on the bones and veins, at the same time, an invincible god began to condense a trace of blood in each blood orifice, devouring the thick essence blood on Qin Tian's body, and within a few breaths, the originally strong and fierce Qin Tian turned into a fleshless flesh and blood flesh and bones.

Such a transformation startled the surrounding Yin soldiers, who couldn't understand what happened to the human beings in front of them in just a few breaths, turned into what they are now, and pulled his soul back.

That general felt that the yin qi that had penetrated into Qin Tian's body was devoured by Qin Tian, and he couldn't help but roar angrily, wanting to kill Qin Tian directly.

Holding a five-zhang broadsword, straddle a seven-foot horse, step on the mountains and rivers, from top to bottom, cut down with a knife. The waves of yin qi rolled in, evolving into endless noses, endless hell, endless killing, and a fierce ghost wailed and cursed on the knife, as if at the last moment of life, issuing the last madness and curse on heaven and earth.

A knife out of the gods and ghosts are crying, and the sky is cracking.

"Boy, even if you are the reincarnation of Yama, you will not escape death, give it to me. ”

The sword beheaded him, ready to be slashed on top of Qin Tian's head, everyone seemed to see Qin Tian being split in half with a knife, and let out a roar of victory, and even the horses under the general neighed happily a few times.

"What?"

But what happened in the next moment, everyone was stunned, especially the general, the long knife in his hand was made of 10,000-year-old Xuanying Iron, weighing 38,000 catties, under one knife, it was not said that it was a spirit master, even if it opened up five caves and a ninth-order spirit king, it would fall on the spot, but it was such a power, killing an ant in the realm of a spirit master, it was not cut off, but it made a golden iron scream, this is simply a myth.

"Impossible, how can a little spirit master resist my Xuanying Great Sword?"