Somewhere deep in the mountains, there is a dark fairy gate with the sun on its back, and this fairy gate is full of tall flags, and the word "red" is written on each flag.

Today's Red Grievance Gate is still so quiet, most of the monks are cultivating in their own caves, and only a small number of monks have been sent out to carry out search missions.

At this moment, a gust of gray wind descended from the sky, and the vengeful soul rushed into the Red Grievance Gate like a swarm of locusts, which had not yet opened the mountain protection array.

The monks of the Red Grievance Gate were caught off guard by this sudden situation, so they had to pick up the banner of resentment that had not yet been sacrificed and cast it.

A wisp of wind blew on the ground somewhere in the Red Grievance Gate, and the dusty leaves that had fallen on the ground were blown apart.

When the breeze was about to stop, a foot appeared out of thin air and stepped on the floor, and Ye Kui's figure appeared.

"The monks in the Red Grievance Gate are really more disgraceful than the resentful souls."

After that, Ye Kui walked forward, and those Red Grievance Sect monks who tried to use the resentment flag in their hands to drive away the revenge soul were directly counterattacked, and the revenge soul directly drilled into the flag of the resentful flag, and the flag of the resentment flag was broken.

After Ye Kui's spell casting, the eyes of all the gray-white weeping resentful souls in the resentment banner exploded, and the vengeful soul erupted from the eye sockets.

The monks of the Red Grievance Gate were all gnawed by the vengeful souls, and they couldn't resist at all.

Ye Kui walked to a large hall called "Xunyin", and when he pushed open the door and walked in, he saw a fourfold cultivator of the Transformation God Realm sitting in the center of the hall in the hall.

The back and hair color looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged in front of a corpse covered with a grievance flag.

Liang Yongtao, the master of the Red Grievance Gate, has been trying to extract the eight sufferings and remnant souls of his dead son and put them into the grievance flag, but it is too late.

At this time, Ye Kui also calmed down a lot, in order not to be disturbed by the screams outside, Ye Kui turned around and closed the door of the main hall before saying:

"People can't be resurrected after death, if they really miss him, why don't you accompany him?"

Ye Kui's slightly indifferent words made Liang Yongtao, who was in his sixties, stop casting the spell, and the closed eyes in the deep sunken eye sockets slowly opened directly, and the bloodshot eyes were as if they were about to pop out at any time.

"You scoundrel! Not only stole the fairy sword and took my son's life, but also dared to break into the Red Grievance Gate and hurt my disciples.

After I refine you into the Banner of Resentment, I will definitely arrest all the people related to you, and then let you see them devoured by the Resentful Spirit! ”

Liang Yongtao stood up and turned around and roared at Ye Kui, now Liang Yongtao looked as thin as a skeleton, his hair was messy, and his clothes were stained with blood that had dried up to blacken.

If it weren't for the style of clothes and the cultivation there, he might be considered a madman or a beggar by other monks.

"In Xia Ye Kui, I still don't know the name of the door master?"

"Phew! What kind of upright gentleman is pretending, the old man is Liang Yongtao, the master of the Red Grievance Gate, if you know each other, you will obediently kneel down and die. ”

"Cao Xin's fellow Daoist is dead, and the group of monks who followed Cao Xin to chase me are also dead, so please don't be too sad."

"The old man wants to stuff you directly into the grievance flag, not to erase the memory, and let each generation of the Red Grievance Sect Master torture you for the rest of your life! Seven grievances in one, go! ”

Liang Yongtao, who couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the grievance flag covering his son's body out of thin air and began to wave it.

A gray-white weeping resentful soul with a two-story wooden building came out of Liang Yongtao's hand from the grievance flag, and the weeping resentful soul rushed towards Ye Kui under the command of Liang Yongtao's courageous banner.

Seeing the huge gray-white weeping resentful soul on the opposite side, the corners of Ye Kui's clothes began to flutter.

After the gray-white resentful soul bit Ye Kui, the front area of the entire hall was also smashed into pieces, and finally a huge hole appeared.

Liang Yongtao walked through the hole to the door of the Xunyin Palace, the spacious open space in front of the Xunyin Hall was windless, and Ye Kui appeared on a certain brick out of thin air, but the pursuit on the opposite side did not stop there.

The gray-white weeping spirit rushed again, and the twisted weeping expression on the face made up of seven giant faces became even more agitated.

The vertical red blood lines on his face became more scarlet, and the surface of the two open eyes kept bulging and denting, and the innocent souls inside were crying and trying to squeeze through the restraints, but to no avail.

A blood-red mist began to drift out of the blood lines on the gray-white weeping ghost's face, gradually spreading across the clearing.

In addition, Liang Yongtao took out a grievance flag from the space ring and began to wave it in other rhythms and ways.

Each of the six regiments had a gray-white weeping spirit the size of a carriage and disappeared from the ground after burrowing out of the flag.

"Ye Kui Xiao'er, what's wrong, I talked a lot before, but now I only dare to escape, right?"

Liang Yongtao saw that Ye Kui on the opposite side had dodged all the attacks of the gray and white crying resentful spirits, and his heart began to feel a little frizzy and uneasy.

Obviously, he was just a monk who had a heavy pulse building mirror, and under normal circumstances, it was impossible to escape the pursuit of the weeping resentful soul who had already reached the seven grievances.

Even if he, the Divine Transformation Mirror Monk, didn't take action personally, it would be impossible for the monk named Ye Kui to deal with his Seven Resentful Souls for so long.

Coupled with hearing Ye Kui say that his favorite disciple Cao Xin died, and even the hundreds of disciples who went with Cao Xin also died, Liang Yongtao had to be vigilant against Ye Kui.

"Hasn't the Liang Sect Master found out yet?"

After Ye Kui finished speaking, he walked straight towards Liang Yongtao, completely ignoring the red mist floating from the gray-white weeping resentful souls.

The blood-colored mist that filled the entire wide area slowly began to solidify and then condensed on the ground and everything it touched, as if everything had slowed down.

The gray-white crying resentful soul who found an opportunity immediately opened its ugly mouth and bit at Ye Kui.

The open giant mouth was covered with countless faces that were constantly squirming and crying, and it seemed to be longing for Ye Kui's flesh and blood, and it seemed to just want to escape.

However, the result of the gray-white weeping resentment soul biting Ye Kui was still the same as before, every time the gray-white weeping resentment soul touched Ye Kui, Ye Kui would turn into a breeze and dissipate, and soon appeared from another place.

Looking at Ye Kui, who was walking slowly, Liang Yongtao began to wave the flag of resentment at the same time, and the skin of his two palms had already rotted a little.

"Babble something, I'll let you know right away."

After Liang Yongtao finished speaking, the area in front of Ye Kui's feet, who had walked more than a dozen steps, began to tremble, and six groups of gray-white weeping and resentful souls broke out of the ground.

And the gray-white weeping resentful souls behind Ye Kui who had been chasing Ye Kui also split into seven gray-white weeping resentful souls the size of a carriage at this time, and the seven groups of weeping resentful souls surrounded Ye Kui from all directions.

When Ye Kui wanted to continue to use the wind breaking intention, he found that he couldn't use it, just like the wind was stuck and blocked by something, and he didn't even have the momentum to blow it up.

"Ye Kui Xiao'er, you can't hide, right? You can't cultivate your dodging spells at home, and the seven thick resentful fogs around you taste good, right? ”

Seeing that Ye Kui finally stopped and did not dodge, Liang Yongtao couldn't help but feel proud.

These Seven Thick Resentful Mists are things that are separated from the body of the resentful spirits, and when the concentration of the Seven Thick Resentful Mists reaches a certain level, it will slowly slow down all the actions of the people or things that surround them.

Until the end, the people or things that are surrounded will not be able to move, and they can only slowly watch the gray and white crying and resentful spirits devour everything.

On top of that, the Seven Thick Resentful Spirits also affect the monk's brain, making him think of and experience all the souls in the gray and white weeping resentful souls one by one, and finally go crazy.

"Gloomy calamity, sudden gloom and thunder. ”

A black thunder area formed by black thunder appeared on the ground around Ye Kui, and all the gray-white weeping and resentful souls were split and fled.

At this moment, black thunder began to appear in the places where Ye Kui disappeared and appeared before, and the piercing thunder continued to sound, and the thirteen groups of weeping and resentful souls were slashed into screams.

"Haoran refines the three qis, and the hidden true fire."

The temperature around Ye Kui suddenly rose, and the erratic flames began to appear, and then the sea of fire burned in all directions, burning all the seven thick resentment fogs to the ground.

It took a lot of effort to get all the crying and resentful souls who fled to his side into the grievance flag, and then saw that Ye Kui was walking leisurely and walking towards him with a calm demeanor, Liang Yongtao had no intention of fighting.

"Ye Daoyou stopped, maybe the old man didn't investigate the previous matter clearly, and he may have wronged you, can you stop and talk about it now?"

Liang Yongtao, the master of the Red Grievance Gate, stretched out his right hand in time to stop Ye Kui, who was walking to the front of the main hall, and at the same time tried to negotiate with Ye Kui.

"Master Liang, have you noticed that your disciples seem to be sleeping a little deadly?"

After Ye Kui finished speaking, he also whispered the word "solution", and some slight changes suddenly occurred in the hall where Liang Yongtao was and in the open area where Ye Kui was.

After all the disciples of the Red Grievance Gate were killed, those avenging souls who had already reached a million wandered quietly in the lifeless Red Grievance Gate, shrouding the Red Grievance Gate like a large white mist.

It was only now that the existence of the Sound Seeker Hall and the area in front of it was finally sensed, and millions of vengeful souls began to fly in like crazy.

The whole scene is like a whirlpool suddenly appearing in the middle of a calm lake, and Liang Yongtao's location is the center of the whirlpool.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yongtao couldn't have imagined that these human souls, which were originally just drawn from mortals, would be so ferocious.

These souls are obviously just the most basic and lowly things for themselves and other Red Grievance Sect disciples to cultivate the Eight Grievance Banners, and they can actually hurt themselves.

"Yiyuan, my father can't avenge you! Ye Kui, the old man cursed you for not dying well!! Ahh!!hhhhh ”

Looking at Liang Yongtao, who was eaten and killed by countless vengeful souls, Ye Kui said casually:

"If bad words were of some use, then I wouldn't be here, and I wouldn't have walked out of Cotton Phuoc Village."

Today, except for Ye Kui, there is no one alive in the Red Grievance Gate.