There are four people on the other side, and each of them has a higher cultivation level than him, and it is really too difficult to send them to hell!

Although Lin Beichen has five hundred Yin soldiers at hand, the level of these Yin soldiers is too low, and in the face of the powerhouses of the Foundation Building Realm, at most they can only make the other party suffer a little injury! In terms of cultivation alone, even the weakest Dang Nantian can easily handle Lin Beichen.

However, since Lin Beichen was able to far surpass many monks in the early stage of foundation building in the sect competition, it proved that Lin Beichen's strength could no longer be measured by the fourth-rank ghost immortal realm.

You must know that Lin Beichen still has many off-board moves.

Therefore, although the other party has a large number of people and is far superior to himself in cultivation, Lin Beichen still decided to do a good job.

There is indeed a little bit of the idea of revenge for Yaqing, and more of it is that the hell helmed by Lin Beichen has two more layers of worlds, and it is uncomfortable to look empty.

And Lin Beichen has to fight quickly, after all, this is an ancient tomb with unbroken mysteries, God knows if there are strong people on duty in this ancient tomb, and are there any goblins and ghosts who have cultivated to a high level?

At the same time, Lin Beichen also wanted to see what his true strength was!

He is a ghost immortal, and these monks in the foundation building period are completely on two levels, if it is really based on cultivation, Lin Beichen's current level of fourth-rank ghost immortals can only be regarded as a monk level in the qi refining period.

But in terms of actual combat ability, Lin Beichen felt that he could already wrestle with the monks in the early stage of foundation building.

But before that, Lin Beichen still has a little thing to do.

He took out the Dementor Banner and swung it around as he swayed.

There are at least tens of thousands of vain dead ghosts in the city that was born from the golden statue just now, and each of them has a thousand-year lifespan, although they have no combat power, but as the so-called things become old and refined, maybe these vain dead ghosts can become stronger with a little training, and the judge pen in Lin Beichen's hand and the yellow gourd have confirmed that vain dead ghosts can also become powerful combat power!

Besides, even using these dead ghosts as materials for building temples is extremely useful!

The cold water group stopped.

They had been walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, and all kinds of Yin Ghost Soldiers and Vain Death Ghosts appeared one after another around them, and these Yin Soldier King Dead Ghosts just stared at them with their eyes and did not step forward, which gave them a strong sense of oppression.

"No, we should have found an exit a long time ago?" Dang Nantian said in his heart.

"At the beginning, we landed directly in the Fantasy City, and we didn't know where the specific foothold was, but now we are spinning like headless flies, maybe we will go farther and farther." The cold water is also full of solemnity. Once they get lost in this ancient tomb, I am afraid that they will become one of these vain ghosts sooner or later.

Hong Ling looked at the dead ghosts around him: "Maybe these guys are playing ghosts, they have formed one ghost wall after another, making us lose our way!" ”

"What then?"

Hong Ling said: "I have a way!" ”

As he spoke, Hong Ling took out a clay pot the size of a watermelon from his sleeve.

The clay pot has a yellowed seal attached to it, and it looks like it's been around for some years!

The pupils of the cold water shrank slightly, this is the soul refining bottle, and it is a forbidden evil art in the door!

Hong Ling stared coldly at the cold water and the southern sky: "This matter is not allowed to be spread outside!" ”

Hanshui and Dang Nantian were already ownerless spirits at this time, and they had no idea at all, so they nodded hurriedly.

Hongling opened the bottle, and when it was neutral, black smoke rolled out, whistling and throwing it into the air, and then scattered and floated in all directions!

Soul refining is actually done by many monks and immortals, such as Guizi Tianjun's Six Sons Yin Weapon.

The biggest advantage of soul refining is that you can get the Yin Servant at the least cost.

Ordinary famous sects absolutely prohibit this method, not entirely because it is cruel, but more because it is easy to achieve quickly, simple to cultivate, and will bring all kinds of enjoyment, many monks tend to indulge in it and delay their cultivation.

It's just that many monks will secretly refine their souls in private, as long as the matter is not too big, most of the ordinary sects will turn a blind eye, and it belongs to the state of not holding officials accountable, but if someone really reports this matter, it is inevitable that the monks who refine souls will be punished.

Soon the black smoke regathered above Hong Ling's head, and black skull heads drilled out of the black smoke: "Master, I have found the exit!" ”

A satisfied smile appeared on Hong Ling's face, refining these divine souls really took him a lot of time, especially the process of stripping away the living souls was even more cruel, and now it seemed that everything was worth it.

Hong Ling immediately followed the dark clouds above his head and hurried forward.

The Yin soldiers retreated and made way for them.

However, Hong Ling and his party walked for more than twenty minutes, but they still did not find the exit, the heavenly soul refining continued to move forward, and there were more and more Yin soldiers and vain ghosts around them, densely packed like clusters of arrows poking at the ground.

Dang Nantian asked a little uncontrollably: "Senior Brother Ling, the situation is a little wrong, it stands to reason that we should also go to the exit!" ”

How can Hong Ling not know? His eyes were gloomy as he looked at the soul refining in the sky.

"How far is it?"

A few heads rolled out of the dark clouds: "Just ahead." ”

Hong Ling's heart was relieved when he heard this, and then he glared at Nantian.

Hearing that the exit was ahead, Dang Nantian was also happy in his heart, and the group couldn't help but speed up their pace.

But after a quarter of an hour, the dark clouds in the sky were still moving.

At this moment, there was fear in the eyes of Dang Nantian and Cold Water again.

Hong Ling's heart also sank deeper and deeper.

He stopped and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky: "What's going on?" Why not? ”

Skulls poked out of the dark clouds, and these heads let out a strange laugh: "Hong Ling, you didn't expect to have today when you killed us, right?" ”

Hong Ling was shocked and angry, it stands to reason that these soul refining souls should bow down and obey orders, and there will never be any confrontation, but now that they are obviously out of his control, he took out the jar and stretched out his hand: "Give me back!" ”

However, those refining souls did not listen to the order at all, and still laughed in the air.

……

"Lin Beichen has been down for half an hour, right? Why hasn't it come out yet? You can't die in there, right? The cold poison boy was puzzled.

Yue Wufang on the side was a little anxious: "No matter, I'll go in and have a look!" ”

The cold poison boy hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, Lin Beichen warned us when he went down, and no one was allowed to follow him." ”

Yue Wufang stared at the dark and deep entrance of the Shimen Cave, and then suddenly looked at the cold poison Tong Lao: "Could this be that you are also making trouble?" ”

The cold poison boy shook his head hurriedly: "This has nothing to do with me at all, even if I want to test Lin Beichen, I won't use this method." ”

Yue Wufang didn't believe the words of the cold poison boy: "How can you ever tell the truth? ”

At that moment, something suddenly burst out of the hole.

The cold poison Tong Lao and Yue Wuxian hurriedly retreated, cautiously waiting and seeing, ready to make a move at any time.

But what flew out was a bloody thing, and the two of them carefully identified it and found that it was a crow with broken arms.