These humanoids were ghostly and gloomy, just standing behind the group of alien beasts, eyeing the cultivators.

They are all about three feet tall, with a leopard's head and ringed eyes, a large mouth with a bloody basin, ears like round wheels, extremely strong muscles, and a black and full of fluff on the chest, which extends to the abdomen.

This group of humanoid ghosts also has a mastermind, shrouded in mist, and its bare head has a red cockscomb, which looks funny, but it makes people unable to laugh out loud.

Although Yan Yun has not given birth to longitudinal eyes, he already has the ability to peek through space with some longitudinal eyes.

The threads of warp and weft stretched out one after another, outlining the outline of a full twenty humanoid netherworlds.

Yan Yun had personally experienced the terrifying combat power of the humanoid Netherworld, if the three-headed humanoid Netherworld launched an attack on the Lingtai Realm monk, he would be as strong as the Qiuyan Fairy was afraid that he would also have to die.

And the group of Qi Condensation Realm disciples would definitely not be able to resist the organized targeted attack of the humanoid Netherworld.

"Fairy Qiuyan, can you see how many humanoid nethers are in front of you?" Yuzhu spread his eyes, but he couldn't see through all the humanoid netherworlds in the mist.

"There are probably more than a dozen." Qiuyan Fairy said.

"So much?" Xu Fei was surprised.

The humanoid Netherworld is the master of this underground world, usually three or five leaders lead a group of strange beasts, and it is extremely rare to appear in groups like this.

At the same time, it also means that the next battle will be a tragic and bloody battle.

Yuzhu, Qiu Yan, and Xu Fei, although they are Lingtai Mirror monks, are used to seeing blood, and they can't help but feel nervous in their hearts.

"Senior, there are twenty humanoid netherworlds, and one is the head of the netherworld, and the combat power is terrifying." Yanyun transmitted the sound to Qiuyan.

"Twenty? The Red-Crested Netherworld also appeared? ”

"Red Crown? Yes, just hide in the fog......"

Before Yan Yun finished speaking, Fairy Qiuyan couldn't wait to call: "Two senior brothers, the red-crowned netherworld!" ”

"What?"

"This ......"

Yuzhu and Xu Fei spoke in unison, and their faces instantly became extremely solemn.

Yan Yun pierced the abdomen of a bird-shaped monster with a single shot, and with a dip of his hand, he took out the Qingfeng Sword, cut off the beast's giant beak, and put it in the storage bag.

Later, he used this sword to break the bird's head and bagged a Neidan.

While Yan Yun was busy with his work, he also had a premonition that something was wrong.

"Senior, how is the Red Crown's Netherworld combat power?" Yanyun Transsion.

"It is equivalent to a mid-level monk in the Lingtai Realm, but its defense combined with hand-to-hand combat is extremely terrifying, if it is only with Senior Brother Yuzhu, it will be difficult to resist without using the means of pressing the bottom of the box." Fairy Qiuyan smiled bitterly.

"Seniors think that the Ring of the Underworld can imprison it?" Yan Yun's happy state of mind when he saw the hunting, the more he was in danger, the more excited he became.

"If you have this ability, great goodness, but I'm afraid you won't be able to control the Ring of Descent to the Underworld." Qiu Yan glanced at Yan Yun, thinking that Yan Yun was so ambitious, so happy, and a little frivolous.

"Is that difficult?" Yan Yun didn't believe it.

"It's not just difficult, it's just whimsical." Qiu Yan said bluntly without mercy.

"The juniors want to try it, and I ask the seniors to help one or two."

"You want to die, don't pull me!"

"If you use the Four Evil Talismans to break through the defenses of the humanoid Netherworld and divide and attack it, you may not be impossible."

"Unless you have nine sets of Four Evil Charms, activate them three times, and see if you can separate them!"

Three sets of four evil talismans are nearly two hundred spirit stones, and nine sets appear at the same time, and the value is doubled, up to a thousand spirit stones.

Although Yan Yun was a mid-level talisman maker, in Qiu Yan's opinion, it was impossible for him to be willing to invest such a large amount of financial resources in a single battle.

The Netherworld Circle is even more expensive, even if it is a Qiuyan Fairy, she doesn't have to spend money to accumulate a set, let alone a low-level disciple like Yan Yun?

What she didn't know was that in the sleeves of Yan Yun's robe, there was something ready to move.

The Ghost Soul Banner, which has not moved for a long time, has been acting obediently since the Ghost King recognized Yan Yun as the master, and if there is no summoning, it will almost disappear.

But after entering the Black Mountain Netherworld, it emerged from the fog and looked at the world beyond the flag with a pair of fiery eyes.

It's all too familiar with the vibe, as if it comes from one.

When the humanoid ghost flashed behind the alien beast array, the ghost king could no longer hold back, and rushed out of the mist, a pair of ghost eyes glowing with a longing light.

Around it, there are very large monk souls, including the great master Chifeng of Lianyun Village, the second master of the Void Sect and the disciple of the Dream Spirit Sect, and his sworn enemy Li Ao is also included.

The souls of these monks are arranged in several columns according to their rank before their deaths, and they bow down to the ghost king.

Before the Wraith Banner gave birth to the Ghost King, the bearer of the Banner needed to domesticate the newly acquired souls of the dead, so that they would obey their orders and then be used by themselves.

After the birth of the Ghost King, this task fell on the Ghost King, and Yan Yun could freely control the soul of the dead without the need for cumbersome sacrifices.

In the soul flag space, the ghost king was violent, leading a group of "subordinates", and his mind contacted Yan Yun, and he wanted to participate in the war.

"Do Not Disturb!" Yan Yun responded heartily.

The Ghost King seemed to be unconvinced, and the huge head led a group of dead souls to whizz around in the space inside the flag, expressing his dissatisfaction.

If there weren't so many fellow disciples around, Yan Yun wouldn't mind letting it out, but now he couldn't.

"Do you dare to disobey?" Yan Yun said again.

The Ghost King's flying figure froze, and his vicious face showed astonishment, and then the black clouds around his body filled him, drowning himself in it, and after another flash, he stayed in the center of the soul flag and stopped moving.

It looks like a child who hides himself under the covers when he sulks.

Yan Yun didn't feel funny, and said with his heart: "If the time is right, I will make you come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, a red ghost pupil suddenly appeared in the black cloud, as if it had heard something happy, and it needed to be confirmed.

"No lie!" Yan Yun gave an affirmative answer.

As a result, the black clouds healed automatically like a spirit, covering the ghost king tightly, and the souls of those monks floating up and down tended to fall silent.

But there was a dead soul with loose hair standing beside the group of dead souls, her face, illusory and blurred, looking directly in the direction of Yan Yun's mind.

This is Zoe, his wife.

The ghost king obviously had a careful eye, using Zoe's soul to hint that Yan Yun should not break his word, and the soul of his deceased wife was watching him.

Yan Yun had Zoe's soft flesh in his mind, but he couldn't connect her old appearance with this dead soul with an empty expression.

His heart softened, and he "looked" at her deeply, and immediately cut off the connection with the Wraith Banner.

Then, his face suddenly turned gray, he took a sharp breath, and then slowly exhaled, exhaling this injustice.

In any case, the soul of his deceased wife was not reborn, and he was used by the ghost king to "make up his mind", and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't show it in front of the ghost king.

Perhaps, this trip to the Netherworld in Montenegro is the time to make a decision.

Even if the materials for refining the Wraith Soul Banner were not backed up, it would be extremely difficult, and he made up his mind that he couldn't wait any longer!