The instinct of the incompetent remnant soul to devour other remnant souls seems to be greater than anything else.

Even if he was bound by these chains like strange pythons and dragons, he was still struggling.

"Whoa."

"Whoa, whoa."

Under the fierce struggle of the impotent remnant, the chains made a loud noise.

Even these chains, which had been blessed by the eighteenth layer of hell, still couldn't restrain the powerless remnant soul, and he dragged those chains, still devouring the remnant soul.

"Grandma's leg!"

"If you don't devour all these remnants, you won't give up, will you?" Lin Yuan scolded.

Incompetent was a second-order powerhouse before his death, and Lin Yuan suspected that this incompetent remnant soul had inherited some of the skills of Incompetent Victory.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for him to have a phenomenon that the chains he has condensed with the power of eighteen layers of hell will not be able to bind him.

However, he can't be allowed to continue devouring other remnants, right?

Lin Yuan wanted to collect souls to fill his eighteen layers of hell.

According to Bai Lao, the more souls in the eighteenth layer of hell, the stronger his strength will be.

Now, the scourge of powerlessness over remnant souls has come uninvited, let him continue like this, wouldn't he end up eating it no matter how many souls he collects?

Damn it?

When the time comes, won't I be busy in vain?

I was busy for a long time, and I worked for the incompetent remnant soul.

The most important thing is that this thing is blacker than the capitalists!

After he eats and wipes it clean, he won't get any benefit at all!

Lin Yuan had a dark face, looking at the impotent remnant soul who was dragging heavy chains and wanted to devour the remnant soul, and thought to himself, the chains can't tie you, then good, I will crush you under the mountain.

Lin Yuan's mind moved, and the chains that bound the remnant soul of the powerless victor began to shrink rapidly, constantly exerting force, dragging the powerless victory to gallop.

Soon, the chains dragged the powerless to the foot of a large mountain.

This mountain is called Yin Mountain.

Yin Mountain was not condensed by Lin Yuan with the power of the eighteenth layer of hell, but when the dean inscribed the eighteenth layer of hell on Lin Yuan's soul, he engraved it together.

Strictly speaking, Yin Mountain is also part of the eighteen layers of hell.

Lin Yuan's mind moved, and a crack opened on Yin Mountain, and then, with a flick of the chain, he threw the incompetent remnant soul into the crack.

The next moment, the crack closed, and the remnant soul of incompetence was suppressed inside.

"Boom."

"Boom."

However, even if he is pressed under the Yin Mountain, the incompetent remnant soul is still not honest.

He kept struggling at the bottom of the mountain, as if he wanted to lift Yin Mountain and get out of it.

Lin Yuan's face became more and more ugly, what the hell is this?

It's just a remnant soul, and it's so strong.

At this moment, Lin Yuan had a feeling that this Yin Mountain couldn't suppress him.

If it was a real incompetence to win the resurrection, Lin Yuan was naturally not his opponent.

However, why did this mere remnant soul overturn Yin Mountain.

However, no matter why, this Yin Mountain is indeed constantly going up and down, and the mountains and rocks are also constantly shaking.

If it goes on like this, Lin Yuan won't be able to live in peace at all.

It was impossible for Lin Yuan to remain in a stalemate with the incompetent remnant soul in this eighteen layers of hell.

In desperation, he could only try to expel the incompetent remnant soul, but he still couldn't do it.

Suddenly, an idea came to Lin Yuan's mind.

Since it is impossible to expel and suppress, what about Zhao'an?

Lin Yuan is the master of these eighteen layers of hell, and it stands to reason that he can pardon the incompetent remnant soul as the yin in the eighteen layers of hell.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan immediately spoke: "I can't win, from today on, I will be the ghost king of Yin Mountain, responsible for guarding Yin Mountain." ”

"In the future, all the unjust souls who enter the eighteenth layer of hell, you can choose their evil ones, and choose one out of ten to devour them."

Lin Yuan tried to recruit the invincible remnant soul, and the salary he was given was one-tenth of the remnant soul that entered the eighteenth layer of hell in the future.

Lin Yuan's words fell, and in the eighteen layers of hell, there were bursts of ghost crying wolf howls.

Immediately afterward, a black light shone on the body of the invincible remnant soul.

Subsequently, the incompetently defeated remnant soul also changed.

I saw that a pair of broken armor appeared on his body, and there was also an extra mountain opening giant axe in his hand.

Lin Yuan could clearly feel that he could now control the incompetent remnant soul, no, it should be said that the Yin Mountain Ghost King fought for him.

Third order?

Lin Yuan could clearly feel the strength of the Yin Mountain Ghost King, a third-order powerhouse, even stronger than he was now.

The only pity is that after he became the ghost king of Yin Mountain, he could only operate in the eighteen layers of hell.

It can't appear in the real world like the black and white impermanence manifested by the tattoo ability, and the bull's head and horse face.

But it's enough, there is the Yin Mountain Ghost King sitting in the eighteenth layer of hell, and in the future, if he gathers a powerful soul and enters the eighteenth layer of hell, Lin Yuan is not afraid of him stirring up.

In the eighteenth layer of hell, Lin Yuan was still immersed in the joy of recovering the ghost king of Yin Mountain.

As everyone knows, the danger is looming.

Outside.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, his consciousness manifested in the eighteen layers of hell, at this time, his defense power was zero, and it was all up to Kong Aotian to protect his Dharma.

"Hey!"

"I don't know if Lin Yuan can make it, after all, incompetence is the peak of the second order, even if it is a remnant soul, it should not be underestimated." Kong Aotian was worried at the moment.

At this time, the six-winged yin mosquito also found Lin Yuan's location through the prohibition in the human seed bag.

In the dark, he looked at Lin Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged there, and said secretly: "It's this kid." ”

"As long as you kill him, the prohibition in the human seed bag will disappear, and this treasure will truly belong to me."

After thinking of this, the short spear had already appeared in the hand of the six-winged yin mosquito.

The spear was made from his mosquito beak, and it was so sharp that it could even penetrate defenses a level higher than him.

Back then, it was by relying on the sharpness of the mosquito's mouth that he ate three of the twelve lotus platforms of the World-Honored One.

The six-winged yin mosquito wanted to shoot with a gun, but he felt that once he made a move, he might alarm Lin Yuan and the Dharma protector.

At that time, one to two, he has no chance of winning.

After thinking of this, the short spear in his hand changed into an arrow, and then the six wings behind his back turned into a hard bow.

The six-winged yin mosquito stretched out his bow and shot at Lin Yuan.

This arrow shot extremely tricky, as if it had pierced through the void, and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

When he saw the arrow, Kong Aotian had no time to react.

Say it's too late, then it's fast.

Just when this arrow was about to hit Lin Yuan's head, Kong Aotian almost subconsciously blocked in front of Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was sitting cross-legged, and Kong Aotian was standing to block the arrows for him.

This also led to the fact that the arrow that was originally shot at Lin Yuan's head hit Kong Aotian's lower abdomen.

At the same time, in the Peacock Daming King Dojo, a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"How daring!"

"Who dares to hurt my daughter!"

(End of chapter)