When the black is rich enough, it eats, swallows, and drows out everything else.

Neither justice nor goodness can arise, because you know that when you show these strange colors, you will be extremely eye-catching, and you will be in the dark, but you will radiate light, and terrible things will happen, so you will be afraid of being discovered.

But the best thing about this world is that no matter how dark it is, there will always be light.

Yang Xiaomoth held a lamp in her hand.

The name of the lamp is the magic lamp.

This lamp had been refined before she had built the foundation, but at that time it could not be called a magic weapon, only a talisman.

The Demon Breaking Lantern is not the name she gave, but her Xiaguang Temple can only refine this kind of Demon Breaking Lantern, which is the name of a magic weapon.

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness.

Only a small piece of light shone out of the firelight around him, and everyone's shadows were all illuminated, and the shadows under the feet of the three people were glued together with the deeper darkness.

This scene seems to tell him that since entering this part of the darkness, even if you use light, you can't separate, even in the light, the flesh stands out, but the shadow is still stuck with the darkness.

"Chief of the Negative Cloud Dao, when the master came in, he roughly said that she would follow Zheng Qigu to the Manor Plain, and then enter the bone corridor, and I don't know where to go later."

Yang Xiaomoth and Zhao Yingyun walked behind Jing Jing and formed a triangle.

"Many people are willing to explore this farm plain, it is said that when it was still a divine prison, those who committed crimes were thrown into this hell, and they would be placed in manors one after another, and they would be driven by the manors to plant spiritual fields."

When Zhao Yingyun heard this, he immediately understood that these manors were actually prisons, and the criminals in them were all going to farm.

Of course, the things he planted must be spiritual plants.

There may also be a role in determining merit and commuting sentences.

"Therefore, in this place, you can often find some spirit fruits, whether they are taken on the spot, or taken out for alchemy, or to buy spirit stones, you can do it."

Because Yang Xiaomoth was not leading the way, and because Zhao Yingyun came in for the first time, she tried her best to explain this manor plain to Zhao Yingyun.

Zhao Yingyun looked at the road on the ground, although it was in the dark, he could still see clearly, this was a big road, a hard road, and it was obviously the road that many people walked out.

His eyes were glowing with fire, and he saw that other places were also ravines, some were strange, and some were once planted with spiritual fields.

In those ravines, some of them don't know anything for a while, after all, in the dark, you can't see it completely until you get close.

"In this area, the most dangerous thing is some poisonous snakes, and some of them are the illusions that remain here, thousands of years, some people have fallen into the illusion of this plain, and have been included in the manor, and have worked for more than ten years before they were rescued by their relatives and friends."

Jing Jing, who was walking in front, pulled out the sword at her waist.

His sword is not thin, but has a sense of generosity, shorter.

The body of the sword glowed with earthy golden light, and he held the sword and shield in his hand, and there was immediately a firm magic rhyme on his body.

She suddenly spoke: "There are many evil cultivators hiding here to practice the Fa, refining corpses, raising yin, raising Gu worms, sacrificing to evil gods, and often sneaking up on people who come in. ”

Just as she spoke, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the sword in Jing Jing's hand swung out, and the black shadow in the void was instantly cut off.

The black shadow fell to the ground, it was a snake, the head of the snake was cut off seven inches, the mouth of the head of the snake was still there to open and close, and the tail of the snake was writhing wildly there.

"This is the Black Lin Snake, the most common poisonous snake in this area, it likes to eat meat, it is highly poisonous, and many people come in to collect the poisonous refining treasure of the Black Lin Snake."

Yang Xiaomo followed behind, explaining to Zhao Yingyun.

There was a wind blowing in the darkness, and there was a strange sound looming in the wind, the sound of insects, and the sound of a baby.

"There are a lot of unjust souls here, they are wandering and unwilling to leave, always trying to find a body to be a new person." Yang Xiao'e said again.

The footsteps of the three men could be heard in the silent darkness.

Suddenly, Jing Jing, who was walking in front, stopped.

Then Zhao Yingyun felt that there was a wind blowing in the darkness, and he felt that there were many people blowing in the darkness towards the lamp in Yang Xiaomo's hand.

And so the wind rose in the darkness.

The lights flickered.

Darkness forces into the light, leaving only a small circle of light.

The flame of the Broken Lamp shook in the wind.

"A group of ghosts has appeared." Jing Jing's voice raised a little.

Yang Xiaomo's mana poured into the Demon Breaking Lamp, and the light surged.

Pushing the darkness away, the wind weakened a little.

Jing Jing rushed into the darkness with a shield in hand, the shield gushed with dazzling light, the bronze sword in his hand, slashing back and forth, Zhao Chengyun's ears heard the screams in the darkness.

However, the ghosts did not immediately disperse.

Trying to devour Jing Jing's body, however, Yang Xiaomoshang immediately stepped forward and approached a few steps.

The light of the fire pierced into the gloomy darkness.

Jing Jing's body was immediately revealed, and the leather armor on her body, in the firelight, appeared with flame rune light.

I saw her slashing left and right, and those yin souls that were as inky as black mud were split under the bronze sword.

At the same time, there are many ghosts burning in the flames.

"Kill!"

Such voices rang out in the darkness.

At this moment, Jing Jing immediately rushed in the direction where the voice came from.

The sword in her hand, slashing back and forth, rushed into the darkness, Yang Xiaomoth followed her, and the fire on the lamp in her hand always shone on her back.

Let all the ghosts that want to attack her back be dispelled and burned.

Let Jing Jing have no worries.

Apparently the two of them worked well together.

A person appeared in Jing Jing's eyes, who was dressed in black and wore a black hat.

"Kill them."

An invisible voice rang out in the darkness, and in an instant, all the yin spirits made the same sound.

"Die...!"

As soon as this voice came out, the lamp in Yang Xiao'e's hand instantly dimmed.

Jing Jing roared.

The light in Yang Xiaomo's hand turned on again.

Zhao Yingyun could hear her roar, it was a war cry, which stimulated the battle spirit in people's hearts.

Even Zhao Yingyun had a fighting spirit at this moment.

The death intent that appeared in my heart at that moment was dispelled.

Those yin spirits seemed to be suppressed, and a mysterious light surged up on Jing Jing's body, and suddenly stepped out, like shrinking into inches, appeared in front of that person, and a sword was raised, slashing down like a knife and axe.

The man in black and the black hat was beheaded by a sword.

In the firelight, black smoke rose from the man's neck, and his head rolled down.

It was actually a scarecrow's head, tumbling on the ground.

The scarecrow's face was actually inlaid with facial features.

Especially those eyes were still stained with blood.

The ghosts immediately flew away.

"These scarecrows are left over from the manor back then, and those criminals who make mistakes will be made into scarecrows and become the guardians of the spiritual field."

"Over the years, it has not disappeared, they will enslave and drive the Yin Spirit, and besiege the people who break into the Lingtian."

Yang Xiaomoth explained again.

Zhao Yingyun walked over, squatted down to look at the scarecrow, and ripped off his clothes.

It was discovered that he actually had internal organs in his chest.

"Did his entrails grow on his own, or did they exist in the first place, or did they dig up someone else's?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"It's dug up." Jing Jing said: "They have an obsession with the human body. ”

Several people set off again, and the darkness made people forget the time.

As everyone walked forward together, they stopped and dealt with the black spirit snake that attacked from the darkness.

The road under their feet slowly became narrow, and there was no longer the so-called main road, so the three of them chose a path to continue walking.

It was the most difficult to control the direction in the dark, but Jing Jing kept looking down at the road and discerning the direction, so she walked forward without the slightest pause.

Zhao Chengyun didn't make a move along the way, and the two of them didn't encounter any special danger.

Zhao Yingyun felt that he had walked for at least four or five days, but he still hadn't walked out of this plain.

After the two women killed the black snakes, they would take their venom and put it in bottles, leaving the flesh there.

Encountering two more scarecrow attacks, both nuns were able to overcome without danger.

However, the strange scarecrow, after he died, did not leave anything usable, and the straw on his body quickly withered and became in that state of decay.

Zhao Chengyun suddenly thought of the scarecrow in Xutangguan, and he felt that there would be some connection between the two, but this thought only flashed in his heart, and he didn't say it.

Suddenly, a bell rang out in the darkness.

Zhao Yingyun saw Yang Xiaomo's face change suddenly.

"It's the Dark Preacher." Yang Xiaomo's voice was actually a little trembling.

"What is a dark preacher?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"Many monks who have been corrupted by the darkness are preachers who will become this hell, they have no consciousness of their own, but they maintain their instincts in life, they can drive magic weapons, they can cast spells, and those spells are all abnormal spells." Jing Jing said.

"Dark Preacher?" Zhao Yingyun listened to this passage and did not understand the words 'dark preacher'.

As soon as Yang Xiaomo wanted to speak, a voice came from the darkness.

"Heaven and earth begin with darkness, at the beginning of darkness, who preaches, is the god of darkness, darkness makes people eternal, we will all embrace darkness, blend into darkness, become a part of darkness, we will be in darkness forever, darkness obscures the erosion of the god of years, we are no longer persecuted by them."

"I see the light of sin, and you are guilty, put it out immediately, and the darkness will forgive you for your sins, and allow you to walk in the darkness and become His preacher."

When Zhao Yingyun heard this, he felt that the voice in the darkness was very reasonable.

Perhaps, embrace the darkness, in order to achieve eternal life in the darkness, so that you can live a long life, if there is no erosion of time, then there will be no aging, no aging will not die.

But this was only a momentary thought, because deep in his heart, it was full of 'light'.

The brilliance of the [Red Flame Golden Talisman] dispelled the darkness that would breed in his body.

The voice of the 'Dark Preacher' in the darkness suddenly became sharp.

"Damn, you are provoking the God of Darkness, and your offense will be punished by the God of Darkness."

In Zhao Yingyun's perception of the law, a dark 'sword light' slashed down from the void and darkness, directly slashing into his heart.

In his heart, a firelight swelled, and in the firelight, it seemed that a golden crow bird fluttered its wings and flew up, dispelling the darkness that had fallen into his heart.

Then, Zhao Yingyun's right hand was inserted into the 'hand sheath' of his left waist, as if drawing a sword, and his right hand was drawn out like a sword, cutting through the darkness.

A golden light cut through the darkness in front of the right, and the darkness rolled over, revealing a person in the darkness.

It was a man dressed in tatters, and the other was holding a tattered banner with a bell hanging from it.

Jing Jing and Yang Xiaomoth both looked in the direction drawn by the golden light, and saw that the golden light fell on a skeleton-like person.

This man is not a complete skeleton, but the skin and flesh on his body are all dried up, and the clothes on his body are also tattered and unclothed.

And the moment the golden light fell on his body, his whole body was stunned.

Then the place where the golden light streaked began to burn.

The body of the dark preacher, in the flames, was like dry wood meeting a blazing fire, burning very fast, and in a short time it was already burned to ashes, and fell to the ground with a thud.

However, Jing Jing quickly came to the edge of the flame and grabbed the string of bells hanging from the gray rotten flag.

Then he took out his own special cotton plug from his ear.

She came to Zhao Yingyun's side with the bell and said, "These dark preachers will instinctively make this kind of bell, and these bells can buy fifty to one hundred spirit stones when they are taken outside. ”

Zhao Yingyun took the bell from her hand.

The production of the bell is very rough, like it is polished from copper and iron, but Zhao Yingyun can feel the dark aura in this copper bell.

Jing Jing opened her mouth and said: "Some people collect this kind of copper bell just to comprehend the dark magic rhyme in it, and some people collect and cultivate it into a dark true evil for building a foundation. ”

Zhao Yingyun felt the darkness in it, and was extremely rejected by the 'light' in his body.

Holding it in his hand, the light in his body poured out involuntarily, and the light wrapped the copper bell like a man, and the darkness in the copper bell was quickly dispelled by the 'light'.

Faintly, Zhao Yingyun actually felt a trace of growth from the 'light' of his body, as if he dispelled the darkness and let the 'light' gain merit.

I can't help but think that the dark preaching just now said 'evil light', maybe there is a natural opposition between 'light' and darkness.

As the dark aura that lingered on the copper bell was dispelled, the copper bell immediately turned into mortal iron, and there was no longer the slightest miracle.

Yang Xiaomoth and Jing Jing watched this scene and didn't say anything, but they just felt that Zhao Yingyun was becoming more and more unfathomable.

However, when Jing Jing went to look at the ashes of the 'Dark Preacher' again, she didn't find anything that could sell spirit stones.

She found that they were all burned to waste by the flames.

The three of them continued to walk forward after Jing Jing identified the direction.

And in the entrance of the hell, on the thirteen steps, a person appeared, and after that person went down, the people behind him came down in an endless stream.

It was Zheng Ji, the third son of Zheng and his party.

The darkness is boundless, and no one person is kind to the other because of their special status.

"The geese march forward."

Someone beat the waist drum and shouted loudly.