Looking down, I saw that the resentment inside the Land of Death was surging wildly, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls came out one after another, and one after another the ghost bodies loomed, and finally rushed out and swept away to everyone.

"Don't panic, everyone, set up your camp and destroy them" A rough mine man with a double hammer saw that the situation was not right, and shouted to the people behind him, the voice fell, his body swept out, the double hammer danced, and the body of the ghost disappeared one by one.

Seeing this, everyone used all their strength, all kinds of weapons came out, and the attacks in the sky were overwhelming towards the surging ghost bodies, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and the night sky was as gorgeous as fireworks, and one after another the ghost bodies exploded, floating in the air, and turning into nothingness.

Seeing this, Yun Xuan frowned and said, "Brother Wang, do you know what those ghosts are?"

"That's the resentful spirits of death, every night, they will come out and hunt all living creatures to vent their resentment" Wang Xiao glanced at the situation below and replied casually.

"But I think they seem to be very weak, and they don't have any attack power."

"Brother Yun doesn't know, resentful spirits are also divided into levels, just now these are just the lowest-level white spirits, naturally they have no attack power" Wang Xiao retracted his gaze and continued to drink the wine, as if he didn't care about the situation below.

Wang Xiao looked at Yun Xuan with a puzzled expression, and continued slowly, "The level of resentful spirits is divided according to their strength during their lifetime, the deeper their strength before their death, the more powerful the resentful spirits they turn into, so they are generally divided into five levels: white spirit, gray spirit, black spirit, silver spirit and golden spirit, which correspond to the earthly human beings' underworld, heavenly mansion, king realm, emperor realm and emperor realm."

"What, there are resentful spirits in here that can be comparable to the Emperor Realm?" Yun Xuan said in surprise when he heard this.

"Hehe, Brother Yun don't be surprised, the silver spirit and the gold spirit are also extremely rare, and they are generally untouchable, you can rest assured"

Yun Xuan thought about it, those resentful spirits were all transformed by the resentment of people after death, even if a strong person from the Emperor Realm entered it and accidentally fell, the number would never be very large, because the characters who cultivated to the Emperor Realm were already considered to be strong people, and most of them either set up their own doors or joined the forces of all parties, and their cultivation resources were relatively sufficient, so they couldn't run to the interior of the Land of Death to take risks like those poor casual cultivators.

"Brother Wang, have you ever encountered a silver spirit or a golden spirit?" Yun Xuan was more curious, Wang Xiao seemed to be familiar with the environment here, I don't know if he had encountered it.

"Don't hide it from Brother Yun, when the younger brother entered the land of death two years ago, he did encounter the silver spirit a few times during the period, and as for the golden spirit, I have never seen it."

"Brother Wang, what's inside?"

Wang Xiao was silent for a while, kept drinking, and only after a while did he say lightly, "There are only two things in it, that is, life and death."

Yun Xuan was silent, and no longer asked, and then he also picked up a glass of wine, raised his glass to Wang Xiao and said, "Brother Wang, cheers"

"Cheers" The two cups touched lightly, making a crisp sound, and both of them drank it all, and then looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

"I really don't understand you men, I don't know how to say anything, I just know how to drink" Zi Mo saw that the two of them were drinking happily, and interjected, she originally wanted to hear what was inside, but Wang Xiao just said a vague sentence about life and death, which made her confused and unhappy.

Yun Xuan and the others didn't explain when they heard this, they were all helpless, and after making a helpless expression, they continued to drink wine and touch the glass, so uncomfortable.

"By the way, Brother Zhao, why don't you drink?" Yun Xuan turned his head to look at Zhao Dongjie on the side and asked, since he sat down here, I don't know why, he has been looking down and hasn't said a word, which is very strange.

When Zhao Dongjie heard Yun Xuan's question, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and his fists were squeaked, as if he had seen an enemy.

Seeing this, Yun Xuan put down his wine glass and said solemnly, "Brother Zhao, if you have anything, just say it, don't hold it in your heart, we will try our best to help if we can."

"He saw his enemy" Wan Yan saw that Zhao Dongjie didn't say anything, and spoke for him.

Yun Xuan and Wang Xiao both looked down one after another, their eyes constantly swept from everyone, and finally stopped on the body of a gray-robed middle-aged man.

"Is it him?" asked Yun Xuan, pointing to the gray-robed man and looking at Zhao Dongjie.

Zhao Dongjie closed his eyes, as if he was caught in some kind of painful memory, and after a while, he slowly opened them, his eyes were mixed with a trace of ruddy, and he said, "Eight years ago, it was he who fell in love with the Chaos Divine Tree in my hand, when he asked me to hand it over, I didn't, he shot and injured me, and finally I escaped, he still didn't plan to let me go, and sent people to chase and kill all the way, until he chased to Tianyun City, killing my wife."

After listening to him, a cold murderous aura emanated from Yun Xuan's body, and when he stood up and was about to make a move, Zhao Dongjie stopped him, and said with an indifferent expression, "I want to kill him with my own hands and avenge my wife."

As soon as Zhao Dongjie said this, not only Yun Xuan, but also several people present were stunned, because the middle-aged man was the cultivation of the peak of the imperial realm, and Zhao Dongjie was only the peak of the royal realm, although the difference between the two sounded only a little bit, but because of that little bit of difference, it was destined that Zhao Dongjie was not his opponent.

"I'll help you abolish him" Yun Xuan understood the gap, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke.

"No, I want to fight him to the death, and use his blood to pay tribute to my wife's soul" Zhao Dongjie shook his head, his face firm.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Xuan said, "Okay, I won't let others get involved, let you duel fairly"

"Thank you, Brother Yunxuan, if something happens to me, You'er will ask you" Zhao Dongjie smiled far-fetched and patted Yun Xuan's shoulder heavily.

"What nonsense, the eldest brother will definitely be able to kill him with his own hands" Yun Xuan looked at Zhao Dongjie, raised his right hand and put it on the back of his hand, revealing a bright smile.

"Haha, that's right, I'm still going to watch you and Miss Zimo get married" Zhao Dongjie smiled heartily and mentioned this stubble again, but anyone can see that he is just superficial, and this is just to adjust the tense atmosphere.

Wan Yan was still indifferent, at this time, she didn't show any special emotions, and Zi Mo rolled her eyes, "Does the city lord have anything else besides talking nonsense?"

Yun Xuan didn't say anything, but he had already decided in his heart that if Zhao Dongjie was really defeated by then, he would save him and wouldn't let him die in vain.