If this old devil wasn't human, what would it be?

Mu Yu's first natural thought was that this old devil was a certain flesh-winged horned monster who was imprisoned, because so far the relationship between the ghost gate and the flesh-winged horned monster is very close, not to mention why in the mass burial valley of the Moyun Mountain Range, the ghost gate people would go to meet the red moon, and when they were in the demon tower, the ghost gate people were also rushing to use the moon god stone to rescue the flesh-winged horn monster in another way.

At this time, this old devil always barks humbly, so there is a chance that he is a meat-winged horned monster who has cultivated to the Mahayana period, but due to some factors, he can't come out to trouble Mu Yu.

Since the old devil can't move, it seems that it is even more necessary for Mu Yu to shatter this old devil's ambition to get out of trouble.

Originally, from the outside, the bone tower was a circle, with a diameter of about five hundred meters, but after Mu Yu entered the eighteenth layer of hell, he found that the space inside was much larger than what he saw.

There are countless tortured souls in the eighteenth layer of hell, and there are no less than a million of them as far as the eye can see, which is really staggering, if there are millions of souls on the first floor, then there are at least ten million souls on the eighteenth layer, where do so many souls come from?

Puzzled, he walked towards the nearest soul. This soul was a young man of fifteen or sixteen, very young, he was now locked in the air by black chains, and below him was a strange and miserable green ghost fire burning him, and his mouth kept letting out extremely miserable screams.

That cry made Mu Yu feel pity, and with a wave of his hand, the sharp sword qi swept out and injected into the ghost fire, which had no room for resistance and was destroyed by Mu Yu's endless sword qi.

"Thank you, thank you, please, let me be gone, let my soul be scattered, I don't want to be tortured anymore, I really don't want to be tortured anymore. The boy lowered his head and said with a wistful look in his eyes.

"How long have you been tortured here?" asked Ki Yu.

"Three hundred and twenty-five years and ninety-three days...... the boy said in despair.

"More than three hundred years, do you remember so clearly here?" asked Mu Yu in surprise.

"Because those horrible creatures you just killed remind me every day, and make me remember more clearly, and more desperate and painful. They have imprisoned us in special ways to prevent us from being scattered, and in recent months countless souls have been sent here to become one of us......"

The boy's eyes were dim and indifferent, and he was filled with horror even when he thought about them.

"It's really disgusting, what do you want to do after capturing your soul here and torturing it for so long?"

Mu Yu was also quite angry in his heart, countless souls have been sent in recent months, if Mu Yu is not mistaken, these souls must have been sent here because of the eight gates who died in the battle between the cultivators and the Yumeng demons, and were collected by the ghost sect people.

"Please, save us, please kill me, let my soul ......fly away," the boy pleaded in despair.

Mu Yu couldn't bear it, the sword qi shook again, and slashed on the black iron chain, the black iron chain was made of unknown materials, it was very hard, and there was no way to cut it.

"With the wood spirit. Jumang's voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yu's mind.

"It's been a long time since I've heard you speak. Mu Yu replied with some surprise, since the last time he rescued Tian Ran and left the Moyun Mountains, Ju Mang had basically been silent and had not spoken to Mu Yu.

"I just feel like it's a little familiar. Ju Mang replied simply.

"Familiar, have you been here?" Mu Yu was surprised.

"I've never been to this kind of place, and I don't even know if there is such a place in the Three Heavens, but there is a familiar aura somewhere here, and it's strange. In short, you save all the souls first. Ju Mang said.

"I can't see that you still have a little kindness and want to save people. ”

Mu Yu said with some surprise, a wood spirit had appeared in his hand, and the wood spirit had turned into a tree and covered the iron chain, but the iron chain still did not move, and he frowned.

"The life or death of these souls has nothing to do with me, and I don't have a good opinion of you Terrans. But this so-called Ghost Ancestor is using the source of pain to restore his vitality, and you can only save these souls and let them out of pain so that this guy can't recover. Ju Mang said.

"The source of pain? I seem to have heard my master say this. ”

Mu Yu vaguely remembered that the master had told them that there were many powers to control in this world, not only spiritual power, but also the power of emotion, the power of balance, and the power of pain and pleasure, but Feng Haochen did not elaborate too much at that time.

However, the Xuan Ming in Qiao Xue's body is to use the power of emotions to control others, infinitely amplify other people's emotions, and make people collapse, as well as the phantom Qingyu that Mu Yu once encountered in the Second Heaven, that phantom spirit uses the power of dreams and memories to subvert Mu Yu's worldview, and these powers are quite powerful.

"The source of pain is a very vicious technique, which draws strength from pain by torturing life, and the more pain others have, the more power they draw. This kind of magic does not belong to the three races of the Triple Heaven that can be controlled, but comes from a foreign race outside the Triple Heaven. Ju Mang said.

"I think so. Mu Yu nodded slightly, not surprised by this, and then said, "Wood Spirit is ineffective against iron chains. ”

"Give me control of your arm. Ju Mang said indifferently.

Mu Yu reluctantly gave up his right arm, he didn't like his body to be controlled, but because Ju Mang had saved Tian Ran, Mu Yu accepted Ju Mang's existence and reluctantly trusted him.

Ju Mang grabbed the wood spirit, and the wood spirit, which was originally mixed with black and white, suddenly pulled out the vibrant branches and covered them on the iron chains, after those iron chains met the vibrant branches, like mice seeing cats, they quickly retreated, and then with a "bang", the iron chains broke and fell to the ground.

"Huh, how did you bring the wood spirit back to life?" asked Mu Yu in surprise.

Since the original wood spirit absorbed the dead qi, the plants transformed by the wood spirit lacked a vigorous breath, no longer as prosperous as before, and there was no vitality mixed with it, but under the control of Ju Mang, the wood spirit could easily be rejuvenated, which surprised Mu Yu.

"In the past, when your cultivation had not yet reached the Tribulation Period, you couldn't fully control the killing power, so you couldn't control it, but now that you have the strength of the Tribulation Period, you don't rely on it anymore, but in fact, if you can understand it well, you will understand that it is not such a simple treasure. Ju Mang said.

Mu Yu nodded thoughtfully, in the end, he was actually rejecting the wood spirit in his heart, because the killing power came from it, but in fact, Mu Yu also understood that the wood spirit was a very spiritual thing, and it had always wanted Mu Yu to accept its existence.

"Then what should I do?" Mu Yu felt that he really didn't have a good understanding of this treasure that had saved him countless times.

"Accept it, and it will be completely in your control. Ju Mang returned control of his arm to Mu Yu.

Mu Yu held the Wood Spirit Sword, now he relied on his own strength to reach the Tribulation Period, no longer need to rely on the killing power, he has really been himself, he can let himself not be affected by the killing power.

A magic weapon does not depend on whether it is righteous or evil, but should use its power to do what you think is right, and justice and evil are always relative.

When something sacred is used in a place of evil, something sacred is evil, and when something evil is used in a place of righteousness, something evil is righteous.

Mu Yu took a deep breath, and then held the wood spirit again, the aura on the wood spirit was very strange, but when Mu Yu tried to communicate with the wood spirit, he was surprised to find that the anger and death in the wood spirit were also maintained in a balanced state. Wrapped in these angry and dead qi, the wood spirit itself still has its own vigorous qi.

"I see. Mu Yu's heart moved, and the vitality that the wood spirit had been covered up was also rejuvenated, and the plants that he transformed were no longer the black and white they had been, and they were full of killing aura.

However, if Mu Yu wants to deliberately make the wood spirit glow with a killing aura, he can do it, and he can even make the wood spirit half of it kill and generally life, which is very strange.

"The wood spirit has absorbed life and death qi, although it has mutated, but it has not been changed in essence, it was originally something where killing and life coexist, but I sealed the killing power, otherwise it wouldn't have been because it was in tatters in the first place. Ju Mang said.

"So it became so badly damaged because it was drained of its killing power?" asked Mu Yu. When the old tree chief handed over the wood spirit to him, he said that if he wanted to fill the hole in the wood spirit sword, he had to kill someone, so it turned out to be the case.

But in fact, the wood spirit became full of holes, because Ju Mang stripped away the original killing power.

Ju Mang didn't want to say anything more on this issue, but said, "This place is very strange, you hurry up and save those imprisoned souls, don't let them feel pain and despair, and then destroy this so-called eighteen layers of hell." ”

"I see. ”

Mu Yu glanced at the countless souls that were still being tortured around him, and then the Wood Spirit Sword had already conjured countless vibrant branches, swept towards all the souls, destroying the torture tools that were torturing the souls, and it took about a quarter of an hour to save all the souls.

"Thank you, thank you, please let us be destroyed! "All the souls surrounded Mu Yu as if they had been pardoned, begging Mu Yu to kill them.

Mu Yu was a little helpless: "My original intention to save you was not to kill you!"

Ju Mang snorted lightly: "I think you should do what they want!" Devour them all with wood spirits, because if so many souls leave, they can only become lonely souls and wild ghosts, and then drift to the land of reincarnation, and the triple palace guards the soul, it will not be easy for them to enter the reincarnation, the bone tower has soul power, and it can also imprison so many souls, which means that the triple palace is helping this ghost ancestor get out of trouble, and it will still be recaptured when the time comes...... Wait, I get it......"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, and his voice was very shocked.

"What's wrong?" asked Mu Yu, puzzled.