"The breath of Huangquan is so strong, it seems that something should have happened to the underworld."

Normally, it is impossible for Huangquan to appear in the world, but now it has not only appeared, but also has an incomparably strong atmosphere.

There are also a large number of dead souls gathered here, which is hard not to suspect.

The figure flashed, and Jiang Wenming came to this ravine.

Follow the breath of Yellow Springs all the way to find the past.

Finally found the location of the source, which was a very narrow chasm, less than ten centimeters in size.

Of course, this was not difficult for Jiang Wenming, but I saw that his figure quickly shrunk, turned into a small flying insect, and flew in along the crack.

As soon as he entered the rift, he felt a biting chill hit him.

Jiang Wenming activated the Demon Emperor's Body Refining Technique, forming a qi and blood barrier around his body to isolate this chill, and then continued to fly down.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Wenming only felt that his eyes lit up, and his vision suddenly broadened.

A murky river appeared in front of him, there was nothing around him, and a rancid smell came to his face, like the smell of rotting corpses.

"It's really Yellow Springs."

Jiang Wenming looked around, then chose to walk upstream.

If you want to pass through the Yellow Spring, you must pass through the Nai He Bridge, otherwise you will be forced to cross the river, and you will only be pulled down by the ghosts in the Yellow Spring, and you will never be able to come out again.

Jiang Wenming returned to his original appearance and flew all the way upstream.

It didn't take long for a group of revenants to be attracted by the yang energy in his body.

Jiang Wenming, as a golden crow, is full of yang energy, and in this dark underworld, it is as dazzling as the sun.

Although individual souls did not dare to approach him, when the number reached a certain level, they did not have so many scruples.

A relatively large ghost king emerged from a group of undead souls.

Looking at Jiang Wenming's gaze, it was full of greed and tyranny.

"I don't want to go on a killing spree here, so I advise you not to mess with me."

Jiang Wenming looked at the tens of thousands of dead souls densely packed together, as well as the three ghost kings led by them, and said lightly.

"The breath of a living person is wonderful."

The ghost king grinned, not taking Jiang Wenming in the slightest.

"Oh, there's something more wonderful, do you want to see it?"

Jiang Wenming also smiled.

Then in a pair of pupils, two golden lights suddenly lit up, and the golden light fell on the ghost king, and he suddenly let out a terrible scream.

The original ghost body was ignited in an instant, and a layer of solar true fire appeared on him out of thin air, and continued to burn his body.

In just a few breaths, the invincible ghost king was burned into ashes and completely dissipated.

After seeing this scene, the rest of the dead souls were so frightened that they retreated one after another, and took the initiative to make way for Jiang Wenming.

Jiang Wenming smiled faintly and passed through the middle in the awe-inspiring gaze of the ghosts.

Just as he was in the middle of the way, a terrible howl suddenly came from the Yellow Spring, and then the surrounding spirits ran desperately outside as if they had received some orders.

At first, Jiang Wenming thought that they wanted to attack him in groups, but he soon found out that this was not the case.

These revenants are not there to attack themselves, but as if they are hiding from something.

Jiang Wenming noticed that among the fleeing souls, there were also several ghost kings.

"What the hell is this howl that can make these ghost kings look like frightened rabbits?"

Jiang Wenming looked in the direction of Huangquan with some curiosity.

I saw a coffin emerge from the yellow spring, and there were eight skeletons carrying the coffin under the coffin, and the sound came from the coffin.

"What is this?"

Jiang Wenming looked at it carefully, and the coffin was made of brass and carved with various patterns.

Among them, Jiang Wenming was shocked that those patterns were actually engraved with all kinds of wild beasts.

You must know that there are many kinds of wild beasts, and there is no connection between them.

And the coffin is a funeral method used by some high-level beings, but no matter who it is, they will not carve so many strange beasts on the coffin.

Because it's a big no-no.

Glyphs are like totems, one is good, who would believe in so many totems?

And the owner of this coffin, as if he didn't know this taboo, not only carved, but also varied, Jiang Wenming roughly counted, there are at least twenty kinds of strange beasts.

And they are all extremely powerful.

"If you're not a fool, you're crazy!"

Jiang Wenming made an evaluation of the owner of the coffin.

At the same time, he was also more curious about the owner of the coffin, what kind of person was lying here?

Even if it died, there were still eight skeletons carrying its coffin.

He could sense that the eight skeletons were all dead things, without any breath of life, and they were not so-called undead creatures, just simple skeletons.

Suddenly, Jiang Wenming felt a cold gaze lock on him.

The hairs on his body stood up unconsciously.

A feeling of extreme danger came over me.

Without thinking too much, he jumped straight to the side.

But nothing happened, everything was the same.

"Is it a delusion?"

Jiang Wenming had some doubts in his heart.

But when he looked at the coffin, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

Because at some point, the eight skeletons turned their heads at the same time and stared at him with a pair of empty eyes.

Although the other party had no eyes, Jiang Wenming could feel that the other party was indeed staring at him.

But how is this possible?

They obviously don't have the slightest breath, and they are clearly dead things.

But this strange scene in front of him made him no longer dare to treat the other party as a dead thing.

If it's really a dead thing, how can you keep staring at yourself?

Just then, one of the skeletons moved.

It stretched out its white bone arm and slowly raised it, pointing at Jiang Wenming.

The mouth opens and closes, making a clicking sound.

Jiang Wenming didn't know what it was talking about, but reason told him that he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

But just as he was about to turn around, the threat of death came again.

Jiang Wenming's body was stunned, and he didn't dare to make any more movements.

He could feel that his aura had been locked, and if he ran away now, he might really die here.

"Senior, I don't mean to offend, and I ask my senior to raise your noble hand and let me go."

Since you can't escape, then lower your posture and salute the coffin with a fist.

However, no one responded to his words, and the eight skeletons still stood in the yellow spring, staring at him.

It's just that the previous threat of dying has disappeared.

"Click......"

The lid on the coffin suddenly made a tooth-aching sound.