[topping with the ticket.]

This strange banner is covered with dense strange textures, faintly, revealing a strong cold atmosphere, although there is no object on the black flag, but if you look at it with your eyes, you will feel that there is a terrible power in the strange flag to pull the human soul into it in one fell swoop. It seems that there is an abyss of horror inside.

This side is the embryo of the Nine Yin Ghost Banner refined by Ye Ling. Just by refining a powerful ghost into it, it can be completely completed and exert amazing power.

Looking at Yan Fusheng, who was bound by death, Ye Ling's heart was full of joy and pride.

The two eyes kept flashing with a hint of fine light.

"Yan Fusheng, why don't you struggle, have you already accepted your fate? Tsk, yes, it's good to accept your fate, even if you resist, you will definitely not be able to break free from my soul rope, once you are bound by the soul rope, even if you are a beggar heaven-level ghost pawn, you will still be restrained and captured. The power in the body is imprisoned. ”

Ye Ling looked at Yan Fusheng as he walked, but found that not only did he not show the slightest panic or anger on his face, but he didn't even struggle. Only the cold gaze in his eyes was always fixed on himself. This kind of gaze gave him a creepy illusion. It's as if you're being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Ye Ling would not have known at all that at this moment, in Yan Fusheng's body, it was not at all what he imagined, and his soul power was completely imprisoned.

In his body, strands of soul power still continued to shuttle through his body, turning into the purest power. At the same time, streams of pure resentment, death qi, anger qi, and evil qi poured into the ghost howling talisman on the surface of the soul ladder from the ground and along the legs, turning into a unique power.

The pattern of the ghost became clearer and clearer, and it glowed with a strange luster.

Constantly accumulating terrible power.

"Cast the ladder, cast into the ladder of the soul, this bundle of souls can't bind me. ”

When the soul rope was tied to himself, Yan Fusheng immediately found that although the soul power in his body was blocked and restrained for a while, but immediately, the soul ladder in his body strangely burst out with a layer of white divine light, and the power of the soul rope was silently resisted, and he immediately regained his control of the soul power. However, when he saw Ye Ling coming up, he stopped the impulse in his heart on the spot.

"If you dare to commit murder in the Heavenly Ghost Domain, then I will destroy you. ”

Yan Fusheng's heart was cold, and the killing intent was almost condensed into substance.

Only a pair of cold eyes were staring at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling, who was staring, felt a chill all over his body, his face became hideous, and he snorted coldly: "No matter how sharp your eyes are, you will still become my prisoner in the end." Let me go in the flag. Become my magic treasure. ”

As soon as the words fell, he had already walked in front of Yan Fusheng, and the Nine Yin Ghost Banner in his hand was flooded with a layer of black light, and suddenly flew up in the air, rapidly becoming larger, emitting a trace of pitch-black mist. The black banner exuded a strange devouring power, like a black cloud, and it was about to pounce down. Devoured Yan Fusheng directly.

But Yan Fusheng didn't look at the top of his head at all, but stared at Ye Ling's face, a trace of coldness appeared on his face, and his mouth suddenly opened his mouth, and he let out a broken cry: "Fuck you!!"

A roar of rage, like a roar of thousands of ghosts at the same time.

An invisible ripple visible to the naked eye erupted directly from his mouth and spread wildly in all directions. In each ripple, there is a strange evil aura.

"What?"

Ye Ling stood in front of Yan Fusheng, almost bearing the brunt, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, in that angry scolding, he was completely covered in the sound waves, and the invisible ripples fell on his body, which did not cause any damage to his body at all, but in an instant, he only felt that the environment he was in suddenly changed.

He suddenly appeared in a terrible purgatory, and outside his body, countless hideous and terrifying ghosts let out terrible strange screams, each of which exuded endless evil energy, murderous energy, and resentment, as if he was the object of hatred and resentment of countless ghosts. As soon as they saw him, they immediately emitted a terrifying killing intent. Crazy surging from all directions.

"Don't, go all to death, I'm going to kill you. ”

Ye Ling didn't expect such a scene to occur at all, witnessing the countless powerful ghosts rushing towards him from all directions, and he became terrified on the spot. He wanted to cast a magic spell to resist those powerful ghosts, but as soon as he made a move, he found that he couldn't cast any attack spells at all.

He is as fragile as a baby.

In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded and suppressed in the middle by a dense number of ghosts.

"Ah, how can this be, no, these are illusions, they can't scare me, go to death. Ah!——h

Ye Ling let out a burst of screams from his mouth, and on the spot, he was torn to pieces, and in the severe pain, he suffered unimaginable torture.

"You ......."

And at this moment, Ye Ling, who was standing in front of him, showed a look of fear on his face, stretched out his hand, pointed at Yan Fusheng, and let out a frightened voice, and then the aura on his body was dissipating at an alarming speed. The look in his eyes collapsed on the spot. The vitality in his body has dissipated in a blink of an eye. Killed on the spot.

The scene he had just felt was not a simple illusion, but a ghostly sound wave directly attacking its soul.

It's just a knock on the sky, he doesn't have the means to enhance his soul at all, he didn't expect Yan Fusheng to have such a weird attack supernatural power, his soul was exposed to the sound waves, and he was defeated by the anger in the sound waves, the evil qi, and the life of life, his own will was not too tough, his will was not strong, and his soul was directly torn apart.

"Hmph, no matter how arrogant you are, you will die if you roar. ”

Yan Fusheng coldly glanced at Ye Ling's lifeless corpse, his soul was shattered by the shaking of the ghost howling sound waves, and he didn't even have a chance to be a ghost, he was really scattered. As soon as Ye Ling died, the soul rope bound on his body fell down on the spot.

"Good thing, this iron rope has great power on the soul. If it's used well, it's not much different from the legendary soul hooking rope in the previous life, and if I can get the refining method, maybe it will be of great use to me in the future. ”

With a wave of his hand, he ingested the black iron cable on the ground into his hand, this iron cable was made of unknown materials, and when held in his hand, it naturally exuded a rich cold atmosphere, which was not simple. However, Yan Fusheng didn't mean to investigate immediately, but quickly walked to Ye Ling's corpse. Unceremoniously took off the clothes on his body and the black storage bag around his waist. Put away the Nine Yin Demon Banner as well.

These are monks' belongings, and they are definitely not comparable to ordinary things.

He was no stranger to the use of storage bags, and with his divine thoughts, he instantly erased the mark left by Ye Ling on it, opened the storage bag, and the space inside reached a hundred cubic meters in size, which was the largest capacity of any storage bag he had ever seen.

"The monk seems to have had a lot of adventures, but now is not the time to think about them. Do what you have to do. ”

Yan Fusheng looked around, and there were cold corpses everywhere on the ground. There were hundreds of them, all of them buried under his sword, but he didn't have any pity for them at all, at any moment, the decision he made, he should not regret it, and at the moment of making the decision, he must have the consciousness of bearing the consequences.

Put everything in a storage bag and pin it to your waist.

The war knife in his hand suddenly slashed towards Ye Ling's neck.

Click!!

Under the blade, there was a crisp sound, and the entire head was cut down in an instant, and with Yan Fusheng waving his hand, it appeared directly in his hand, reaching out and grabbing the long black hair, holding the human head, and swinging the knife again to cut off the head of the next corpse.

Crash!!

The head was under control, and the hair on its head was split into two halves, half of which was tied to the hair of Ye Ling's head in Yan Fusheng's hand. The other half was again attached to another severed strand of head. String it together.

Brush Brush Brush!!

Yan Fusheng swung out a knife without hesitation, and his heads were cut off one by one. Each time he cut off, he would string a line with the skulls around him, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of skulls were all connected together. There are 893 of them.

After Yan Fusheng cut off all the heads, he raised his eyes to look at the sky, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he directly dragged nearly a thousand bloody heads, step by step towards the boundary of the Heavenly Ghost Domain.

For a while, I only saw Yan Fusheng, who was dressed in black, walking in front, and behind him was a long line composed of nearly a thousand heads. Every head was bloody, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrible in his life.

A dark shadow, a string of heads.

This picture, in the entire ghost domain, is simply weird, if someone sees it, they are afraid that they will immediately be frightened on the spot, and they will be scared to death directly.

"Killing chickens to show monkeys, just killing, how is that enough. ”

Yan Fusheng stepped forward slowly and unhurriedly.

Every step is extremely calm, and every step seems to be a precipitation of oneself. As he moved forward, he continued to think about the battle he had just had, absorbing every trace of useful realizations for himself.

Time passed quietly.

I don't know how long it has been.

A layer of black mist suddenly appeared in front of Yan Fusheng.

"That's the border. ”

Yan Fusheng turned his mind from various perceptions and looked in front of him, the layer of mist in front of him exuded a unique cold aura, but he could clearly see the situation outside through the fog. This fog seems to be like a boundary, in which the earth is withered and withered, while on the other side, there is grass everywhere, and golden sunlight is constantly falling.

He could feel that if he really wanted to go out and be exposed to the sun, even he would suffer extremely harm.

Slowly turned his head to look at the long head behind him, and said indifferently: "Ask the world, who is a chicken and who is a monkey." ”

As soon as the words fell, a stream of soul power was directly poured into countless heads.

Brush!!

Nearly a thousand heads turned into a streamer of light, directly rushing out of that layer of mist.