"Sin Immortal Su Qin, you are guilty. "In front of the Yama Palace, black and white impermanence pressed a purple shadow kneeling in front of the hall.

The Netherworld is the Netherworld of the Eight Desolation Realms. Mortals follow the heavens, although there are pains of birth, old age, sickness and death, but when they reach the Netherworld, they can also divide the afterlife according to merit and sin.

Immortal cultivators go against the sky, absorb spiritual power, store souls, prolong their own lifespan, and fight against the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao. When the end comes, if you go to the Ten Palaces, you will inevitably suffer the torture of Soul Splitting.

The so-called soul splitting, that is, black and white impermanence is sawed with souls, and the tortured person is in agony. If there are many evil deeds, the tongue will be plucked out and purgatory, and the suffering will never be recovered, until the soul is scattered.

But the real soul mutation is still in the celestials. In the realm of the unity of heaven and man, a three-foot holy child was born in the sea of knowledge, which is very different from ordinary people. If Yuan Ying is not broken up in the fighting method of the immortal cultivator, he can still take away others, and if he enters the netherworld, the end can be imagined.

However, some Yin Si and Soul Hook Messengers are usually selected from the souls of these immortal cultivators.

"Guilty, what crime do I have?" Su Qin's hair was scattered, and his ten fingers were still dripping with blood, and he obviously suffered a very harsh punishment. Her soul bones were pierced by the soul suppressing ghost weapon, and most of the immortal soul power in her body was suppressed, completely no longer the appearance of the fairy fairy in the fairy world.

She was arraigned by the Equal King of the Ten Yamas.

"Isn't it a big crime for you to conceal your cultivation and disturb the order of the Heavenly Dao in private? You have killed too much and are riddled with karma, although you try your best to clear it, when I can't see it?" King Ping sneered, and the ghost aura of the Sen Sen permeated the air, making the ghosts of the servants chill all over the body.

"That evil dragon, at first glance, is not a mortal thing, why don't you catch it? A dignified Yama king actually colluded with a beast. Su Qin gritted her teeth and endured the pain of eroding her soul. The moment she was detained by Black and White Impermanence, she knew that the so-called underworld was also in collusion with the emperor.

"Bold!" Bai Wuchang took the Soul Burning Iron and stuck it directly on Su Qin's immortal soul.

On the side of the Wangxiang platform, Ximen Tianjian danced like a forest, and a large number of ghosts who wanted to stop him were all forcibly dispersed. There are countless mortal souls and soul seducers who have been affected by reincarnation.

Suddenly, Ximen Tian's heart ached, and the hand holding Qingluan's fire sword suddenly loosened, and he almost flew out.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" The nameless anger suddenly erupted, and the raging fire spread rapidly around the white-clothed young man in Wangxiangtai, burning all over the underworld.

Some fragile ghosts fell to the ground wailing, their bodies melting into the fire like water, and the special dark plants of the underworld were scorched and sizzling. The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls is all over Wangxiangtai, like a ghost purgatory.

Suddenly, in the sky above the Netherworld, a Netherworld Eye full of death breath opened. This eye seems to see through life and death, and penetrates the essence of everything. It was this eye that looked at Ximen Tian, who was killing in Wangxiangtai.

Ximen Tian seemed to feel a strong death qi attacking him, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and turned his head to look at this dead air, facing the dark eye that seemed to come from the eternal sky above.

In a moment of distraction, a powerful control force invaded Ximentian's soul, wanting to forcibly erase his consciousness. At this critical moment, the power of Ximen Tian's deep soul dragon vein was quickly stimulated, and he regained control of the soul in the blink of an eye.

By the time Ximen Tian reacted, his soul body was already in the air, and he was about to be sucked into the Nether Eye.

"Dragon Devouring!" Eight dragon veins operated from the sea of self-knowledge, and a true dragon phantom burst out from Qingluan's fire sword and shot into the eye of the netherworld.

"You're killing yourself!" The Nethereye was stimulated by the dragon's secret method and disappeared into a whirlpool. A large hole in the sky of the netherworld appeared.

"I've been here since I came here to kill myself!" Ximen Tian shouted, squinting his eyes, pointing at the whirlpool, and his starry eyes flashed with a little determination.

If it weren't for the help of the dragon veins just now, I am afraid that I would be sucked into the eyes of the Netherworld, and I would never be able to live beyond my life. It seems that his strength is still too weak.

Thinking of this, Ximen Tian did not stay for a long time, and disappeared at the end of Wangxiangtai along the road he came.

"Hmph!" Not long after Ximen Tian disappeared, a powerful ghost appeared in front of the Wangxiang Tower, just waved his hand, and the fire that was still burning was instantly extinguished by the Yin Wind, and the mist formed by the Yin Qi appeared here again.

After doing these things, he held the pen in his hand and chased after the evil dog ridge.

Walking into the mist, Ximen Tian no longer cared about the problem of not exposing the violence, and rushed straight towards the mountains he saw.

As soon as I rushed into the mountains, a different scene appeared in front of me. I saw groups of vicious dogs, with fierce eyes, full of steel teeth, and fur as hard as steel wires, biting towards all kinds of souls, and many souls were torn off their legs and feet, and they were constantly struggling in the vicious dog ridge.

Only a few of the dead souls brought them dog food and dog beating sticks from their relatives tried to disperse the horrible group of vicious dogs.

The moment Ximen Tian appeared, a group of vicious dogs quickly surrounded him. In the eyes of this group of vicious dogs, Ximen Tian is obviously the nourishment of the great supplement.

As soon as Ximen Tianyi raised his hand, the four elephant arrays quickly swung away, and the power of the four elephants hovered around, shattering all the vicious dog vines that stood in front of him.

Although the Vicious Dog Ridge, with its steep terrain and ferocious vicious dogs, can be called a nightmare for the souls of the dead, these are obviously nothing in front of Ximen Tian, who has the Great Perfection of Vientiane and has eight dragon veins to protect his body. What he was nervous about was the powerful aura from behind him.

"Since you are looking for a way to die, why are you running so fast?" A chuckle, the road in front of Ximen Tian suddenly disappeared, and a hand with only bones slapped on his shoulder.

Ximen Tian only felt a pain in his left shoulder, and Qingluan left the fire sword floating in front of him, and instantly slashed towards that hand.

That hand suddenly shrank, and a piece of soul body was directly missing from Ximentian's shoulder.

Enduring the sharp pain from the soul, the distance between the two quickly widened. When he raised his head, a white-faced scholar full of black gas looked at him with a pen and a smile.

"Who are you? That eye was you just now?" Ximen Tian's divine sense swept around and found that the Vicious Dog Ridge had long since disappeared, and the mist was full of Sen Sen's yin and ghost qi.

"Guess. The white-faced scholar showed his teeth, and with a wave of a pen in his hand, countless powerful ghosts pounced on the white-clothed young man in front of him with sharp teeth and claws.

As soon as Ximen Tian made a move, it was the killing move that Su Qin taught him, and the dense sword light flowed around his body, with a trace of mystery.

In just an instant, Ximen Tian was submerged in the ghosts, and only a little earth-shattering sword qi could be seen outside from the black pressure of a ghost.

"With such strength, you dare to go against the underworld. The scholar shook his head, and the pen in his hand swiped three times in a row.

Ximen Tian suddenly appeared on his side and slashed off the white bone Sensen's hand with a sword.

"Just a judge, without a judge's pen, look at how arrogant you are!" The seven-star lamp on Ximentian's chest flashed again, and his figure moved behind the judge.