In the next few days, Hideyoshi and the Rika family worked in the mine for more than ten hours a day, but fortunately, although the work standard set by the monk in charge was twice that of ordinary workers, it was not very difficult for the two teenagers to complete, of course, this was mainly due to the excellent physique of the Rijia family, which took most of the work of the two.

What the two teenagers didn't know was that every day on the way back to their residence after work, a pair of blood-red eyes would follow from afar, and even a few times, the ghost thing was eager to try, but every time it would be frightened by the shock breath coming from the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and on the side of the mine, because there were more than a dozen wolf demons in charge, this ghost thing did not dare to get too close, so in a few days, it was completely impossible to start.

The ghost creature was obviously quite anxious, but whether it was those wolf demons or the mysterious existence in the Mahavira Treasure Hall, it was not something it could deal with, so it could only roar silently, pressing its temperament, waiting for a suitable opportunity to attack.

At last one day, it found that the short, thin boy had left his companion on his way from work, and had gone to a corner by the roadside, and lifted the hem of his robe, and there was a soak of old urine in the corner of the wall.

Seeing that the ghost had a rare opportunity, it shot out from the shadows, and a loud bell rang from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which shook it and almost scattered in mid-air, but its eyes were red and shining, and it took this attack hard, and it was extremely sure these days that the things on this young man's body were extremely beneficial to itself, so it was cost-effective to have a hard encounter with the existence in the Mahavira Palace.

Just when it was about to touch Hideyoshi's body, a golden light flashed, and the ghost only felt that his eyes were spent, and when he opened his eyes, he could no longer see the thin boy, only that he knew that he was in a familiar world, and there were corpses everywhere, there were people, and there were monsters, all over the mountains, and rivers of blood.

It saw a snow-white body in the middle of a pile of human corpses, and the pain of tens of thousands of years ago filled its heart again, and it opened its huge mouth: "Su!"

Then it closed its mouth in surprise, it had been tens of thousands of years, and it had not heard its own voice since the iron-clad human had stuck a spear into its mouth tens of thousands of years ago.

"So your real body is a horse, is that your wife?"

The creature turned around and saw a race it hated most: a human.

Yun Zhong looked left and right indifferently: "When did this war happen, I never knew that in Yingzhou, there was such a tragic war between humans and demon clans, and there were tens of millions of casualties on both sides, no wonder it was able to form such a large soul crystal mine." ”

"Who are you, and what is this place?" the creature roared.

Yun Zhong's face was surprised: "Who am I? Haven't you been beating my mind these days? As for this," a trace of pity appeared on Yun Zhong's face, "This is your dream. ”

The ghost didn't understand, but it felt like it should kill the person in front of it.

Then it revealed its true form, a black steed seven or eight meters long, opened its mouth wide, and rushed towards the hateful human.

The dragon tooth spear was thrown from the clouds, hitting the eyebrows of the ghosts, and in the heart-rending howls, the body of the ghosts began to blur, and the entire world began to blur, including the clouds in it.

With a sigh in the clouds, with a wave of his left hand, he had returned to the storage ring, and the ghost thing formed by the resentment of the black horse after his death had been refined by him.

Yun Zhong held the Taiji Diagram in his hand, took a long breath of relief, and expelled a stream of turbid gas from his body, that was the obsession and resentment of the ghost thing for tens of thousands of years, as for the pure soul power of the True Immortal Rank, it had been fully absorbed by Yunzhong.

"Donor, you can come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to see you. A quiet voice sounded in the clouds and the sea.

Yun Zhong was not surprised, it was impossible not to alarm the existence of the Daxiong Treasure Hall by killing the ghost just now, although the enemy and I were unknown, but Saleman said that the other party must have already discovered his existence. Since he knew his existence, but he didn't bring in the demon soldiers and demon generals under Kappa to besiege him, it didn't hurt to meet him.

Taking a step back, even if the other party has bad intentions, but according to his observations in the past few days, the other party is at most a golden immortal in the early stage, which is still a lot worse than the Tengu Great Sage, and he can kill him after turning his face and then escape calmly.

After thinking for a while, Yun Zhong flashed out of the storage ring, and did not alarm Hideyoshi and the Rika family, but flew directly into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Different from the imagination, there is not a single existence in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but a group: more than a dozen monks are sitting on the futon, each monk in front of a small table, the monks are concentrating on copying the scriptures with a brush on a piece of silk silk, seeing the clouds flying in, these monks do not seem to be strange at all, each of them nodded to the clouds, and then continued to copy the scriptures.

Yunzhong's heart sank to the bottom, these days, he has only felt that there is an existence in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but now he has seen so many monks, obviously, the cultivation of these monks is extraordinary, with him he can't even feel the breath of the other party, and what is even more terrifying is that the Saleman of Da Luo Jin Immortal has always thought that there is only one existence of the Golden Immortal level in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Even Saleman couldn't feel the other party, so how high was the cultivation of these monks? Could it be that more than a dozen emperors copied the scriptures here?

"Amitabha, the donor will resolve the ghost, it is also a merit, the poor monk has been here for five hundred years, has crossed the ghost 108,000, the horse demon is the last, now the donor will dissolve it, the poor monk made the oath has been completed, you don't have to stay here anymore, thank you donor." ”

The one who spoke was the only monk in the clouds in the hall who could feel the breath, his face was like a crown of jade, and his lips were like smearing Zhu, which was the early stage of cultivation of the Golden Immortal Order, but Yunzhong was no longer sure about this, so many monks in the hall who couldn't feel the breath, who knew if this one deliberately showed the breath of the Golden Immortal Rank to confuse Yunzhong.

Yun Zhong heard the other party's words, and couldn't help frowning again: "The master just said that you made an oath so that you had to stay here?"

The monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "That's right, in the next is a doppelganger of the king of Garuda, five hundred years ago, the body traveled here, and saw that this was the battlefield of a great war in ancient times, and countless resentful ghosts were entrenched here, and the anger went straight to the nine heavens, so he left the clone here, and made a grand wish, vowing to cross all the powerful ghosts here, and the clone left here." ”

King Garuda pointed to the dozen or so monks who were copying the scriptures: "These senior brothers, all from the land of the Buddha of Bliss, came here, with their own essence and blood to copy the scriptures to help me, hundreds of years, hundreds of senior brothers have died due to the exhaustion of essence and blood, only to turn the 108,000 powerful ghosts here, but this horse demon, relying on his own cultivation is good, has never been willing to be crossed, so it has been delayed to this day." ”

Yun Zhong noticed that each of the monks had a knife on the desk in front of him, and from time to time the monks would use the knife to cut the back of their left hand, and then shed golden blood, dip it in a brush, and use it as ink to write.

Yunzhong asked, "Since the horse demon has been transformed by me, why are they still copying the scriptures?" ”

King Garuda's clone said: "Senior brothers, you are copying the scriptures for you, the donor, it is a blessed scripture, it can be completed tonight, and you can block an emperor-level lore for the donor in the future." ”

Yun Zhong was shocked: "What kind of cultivation are these monks? They can actually defuse the emperor's lore for me?"

King Garuda shook his head and said, "The senior brothers are all from the Land of the Buddha of Bliss, and in our world, they are all uncultivated, but because of the relationship between the origin of the world, their scriptures can have an impact on this world. ”

Yun Zhong seemed to understand a little: "Are you saying that these high monks are not from this world, so I can't feel their breath all this time?"

King Garuda's clone nodded: "Exactly. ”

Yunzhong breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that these monks were not emperor-level existences.

I only heard King Garuda ask, "Donor, did you come here for the soul crystal mine?"