The ghosts of the underworld?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Xian was a little surprised, Xiao Jingyang actually knew the underworld.

This place, not the other place.

The folk legend of the Netherworld is actually an underworld under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, and the Taoist system is a branch of the Death Cult, specializing in the management of ghosts and monsters that should have been buried after death, but were not buried in peace, such as zombies, unjust souls, ghosts, and so on.

However, in the heavenly court and the earthly mansion, there are few ghost clans, and the descendants are generally selected to have merit in life, but the body is destroyed, but the soul is not dispersed, called Yin Cha or Yin Guan, and is under the rule of the immortal officials of the Heavenly Court.

Xiao Jingyang's "people of the ghost clan in the underworld" are obviously not heaven and earth, but ghost court and earth.

The ghost clan and the witch clan lived in the ancient land, and built two courts of witches and ghosts, and the ghost court took the land as the house, so it was called the underworld, and the Taoist system was a ghost religion.

In fact, the ghost religion is the real ghost inheritance of the ancient religion of the ten directions, but the ghost religion does not cultivate the truth, abandons the physical body, only cultivates the void soul, the reincarnation is changeable, the true self and spirituality are mixed, contrary to the teachings of various factions, and also breeds a family of ghosts and monsters, and the parties are against the division, and all parties do not agree with the ghost court and the underworld, so they do not recognize the ghost religion, and only recognize the ghost religion of one of the veins of the ghost religion.

The day they are on belongs to the lower twelve days of the thirty-three days, which is closer to the ancient earth, and the ghost religion has already spread all over this day, and the Shangqing lineage of the Sanqing Sect has completely become a ghost immortal, and Yuqing and Taiqing only have the sect master's lineage and still practice the Heavenly Humane Law.

But ordinary little ghosts don't know the existence of the ghost court and the underworld, but Xiao Jingyang knows that it is likely to be related to the ghost clan of the underworld, no wonder there are only three turns, but he has cultivated into a ghost, and he should have been enlightened by the ghost clan.

However, Xiao Jingyang mistakenly thought that he was also a ghost clan in the underworld, he didn't expect that he would follow the example of the ghost demon and have this unexpected gain.

Many thoughts passed in an instant, and he followed the wind of these words, still in a flat tone, and said casually:

"It's just a wild ghost, but I still have some eyesight, I am a disciple of the Ghost Sect Emperor Yama, come to visit for thirty-three days, who are you, how do you know the ghost court and the underworld, and why do you practice the same Dao swordsmanship as me?"

Zhang Xian played the trick of flickering in the rivers and lakes, touched and frightened, and deliberately brought out the ghost sect Heavenly Emperor "Emperor Yama".

Emperor Yama is not the king of Yama in heaven and earth, "Yama" is a surname of the ghost clan, Emperor Yama is the ancestor of this lineage, and the descendants of the clan take Yama as the surname.

However, ordinary people can't tell the relationship between them, and they often mix them up, thinking that the king of Yama is the emperor of Yama, but no matter who it is, for ordinary people, this is a god enshrined on the incense case, and it belongs to the legend that everyone knows.

However, these Great Luo Heavenly Emperors, who have a long life, are still alive, and the high-level of the Ten Directions Ancient Sect are these emperors, so the disciples of the Ten Directions Ancient Sect all claim to be under the seat of these Heavenly Emperors, which means that they have heard the teachings of the Heavenly Emperor, and they sit under the seat of the Heavenly Emperor.

He had read the books of the Ten Sects, studied the doctrines, and knew these rules, and pretending to be a disciple of the Ten Directions Ancient Sect was not a big deal at all.

And he also hit a rake, asking Xiao Jingyang why he knew his Dao swordsmanship, in fact, he saw through the trajectory of the ghostly swordsmanship, and followed suit to try the subtlety of the ghost.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Jingyang heard this, he was really frightened by Zhang Xian, because the ghost clan powerhouse he worshipped was also a disciple of the self-proclaimed Yama Emperor.

As for the swordsmanship just now, it is called the Spirit Evil Sword Technique, the ancient Fu "Ling" technique, which is originally from the Witch Ghost Dao Technique, and this swordsmanship is also the strong man of the ghost clan who saw that he knew the Spirit Talisman Dao Technique, so he taught this swordsmanship.

'Could it be such a coincidence that these two are from the same family?'

Xiao Jingyang's mind turned quickly, but he was pretending to be smart, and he didn't know the true meaning of "sitting down" at all.

In fact, there are only a few emperors of Daluo, just like the three Qings of the Immortal Sect, that is, three, and the emperor openly preaches the Fa, and there are countless people who listen to the Fa, all of them are the disciples and grandchildren of the emperor, and everyone claims to be the emperor to sit down, which is an honorific title that claims to be the identity of the emperor.

Of course, it can be regarded as the same door, Putian Avenue, all of them are the same door, but the relationship between the same door is a bit far.

But Xiao Jingyang knew so much, just listening to the same tone and style, and he knew how to use swordsmanship, and he was so powerful, of course he thought it was the same sect.

Xiao Jingyang didn't dare to hide it, and said: "I am a subordinate of Yan Luo Yesha under the throne of Emperor Yama, and the spiritual swordsmanship is passed down by the immortals on the night sand. ”

"Yama Yesha?" Zhang Xian smiled secretly in his heart, he asked casually, this swordsmanship happened to be taught by the ghost clan, no wonder he was mistaken for a ghost clan.

As for who this Yama Yesha is, of course he doesn't know, but this name is obviously from the Yama clan, which belongs to the emperor's ethnicity, and his status is not low, and the ghost clan claims to be a ghost immortal, and he is also used to using the title "Shangxian".

His mind moved, and he wanted to put on more words, so he pretended to be familiar, and said casually:

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yesha's subordinate, so I'll spare your life, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Yesha to come for thirty-three days, I don't know where he is now?"

"This ......" Xiao Jingyang hesitated, how did he know where Yan Yesha was, in fact, he had never seen Yan Yesha at all.

Seeing that Xiao Jingyang didn't say anything, Zhang Xian's eyes immediately turned cold, he raised his hand and grabbed it, forming a strong ghostly spirit, capturing Xiao Jingyang, and said:

"Just a wild ghost, dare to disobey me?"

Xiao Jingyang was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "The immortal is slow, I don't know where the night sand immortal is, I haven't seen the night sand immortal at all." ”

"Haven't seen it, so how do you get in touch?" Zhang Xian continued to ask.

Xiao Jingyang said: "Many years ago, I got a piece of jade gui and communicated with the ghost clan of the underworld, that is, the night sand immortals, the night sand immortals taught me the ghost fairy Taoism, and I will do things for the night sand immortals." ”

"Oh! It turns out that I'm just helping Senior Brother Yesha with errands. Zhang Xian suddenly realized, but he captured the key point in his heart, and communicated with Yugui about the underworld, that is to say, Yan Yesha was not on this day, but in the underworld.

He continued to ask, "What do you do for Senior Brother Yesha on weekdays?"

"This ......" Xiao Jingyang hesitated again, as an old Jianghu, Zhang Xian's continuous inquiries made Xiao Jingyang suspicious, and this style seemed to be a cliché.

What's more, the content of subordinates' work, even if they are brothers in the same school, they shouldn't break the casserole like this and ask to the end.

Xiao Jingyang's mind turned quickly, and he said tentatively: "It's okay to do anything else, just let me investigate the situation on this day, saying that the underworld will attack for thirty-three days." ”

When Zhang Xian heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and secretly said that he was cunning and cunning, and before he could say a few words, he was noticed, how could he casually tell a subordinate who ran errands about such a major event as attacking Heavenly Court.

Since the soft one can't be used, then the hard one can only come, he didn't move on the surface, and pretended to be surprised:

"What? The underworld is going to attack for thirty-three days, and there is such a big thing, why don't I know?"

As he spoke, he inadvertently carried his back with one hand, pinched the sword trick behind his back, and cast the Great Dark Sky, the shadows were obscured, silent, and a flying sword flew out of the sleeve of the Taoist robe, the unity of heaven and man, completely integrated into the yin and yang aura of the void, and the laws of heaven were in harmony, escaping into the void, without stirring up any fluctuations, and disappearing.

The next moment, before the words were finished, in the shadow of the tree behind Xiao Jingyang, a shadow appeared, hidden in the darkness of the night, and the tip of the sword was against Xiao Jingyang's back, and Xiao Jingyang reacted.

"You ......"

Xiao Jingyang's face was stunned, shocked to the extreme, his whole body stiffened, he only felt that his back was cold, there was an attack and sneak attack, entering his own aura, he didn't even notice it.

Xiao Jingyang didn't expect that the other party would be so cunning, first tricking him into a trick, and then making a sneak attack, and the other party was higher than him, but he still made a sneak attack, and he didn't have time to react at all.

I saw that the tip of the flying sword, piercing the body of the golden immortal, through the sternum, it was the Heavenly Lock Sword of the top ten famous weapons of the Heavenly Court, cast with the ghostly iron, the seal carved soul-calming talisman, the ghostly spirit flashed, and Xiao Jingyang was instantly suppressed, as if it was fixed in the air by a nail.

Xiao Jingyang only felt that the invisible force was like a mountain pressing down, he couldn't even speak, his thoughts were desperately resisting, his whole body trembled, his muscles were bulging, and he struggled violently, fortunately he had cultivated into the body of a golden immortal, and his resistance to spells was extremely strong, shaking a trace of suppressive power, his heart and blood were beating, and Ti Cui was a wisp of ghostly evil, wanting to break through the suppression.

"The body of the golden immortal is indeed mysterious, if you really cultivate into a four-turn ghost immortal, if you want to catch the living mouth, it will take a lot of effort. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xian raised his hand, and a Heavenly Lock Sword flew out of his sleeve, and the powerful sword power tore through the void, and a lightning crack broke in the air, piercing Xiao Jingyang's heart in an instant, golden blood flowed, breaking the heart vein, and the power of the Netherworld Soul Suppression completely suppressed the heart.

Xiao Jingyang's strength collapsed, the struggle stopped, and his body was motionless, but his thoughts were still struggling, wanting to dissect the body, urge the method of saving his life, and abandon his body to escape.

Zhang Xian didn't want to destroy Xiao Jingyang's brain to know the sea, so as not to cripple his thoughts.

One step out, the body Ruyi Xuantong appeared, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Jingyang, fingering the sword technique, pressing on Xiao Jingyang's eyebrows, the strong force suppressed the Yuan Shen, and a thought was transmitted:

"Give up resistance, or you may live, or you will understand what the fate is. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xian's thoughts forcibly entered Xiao Jingyang's sea of knowledge, and cast a soul-searching spell to check the information of his brain's thoughts.

"Hahaha, Your Excellency acts like this, I have a chance to live?"

Xiao Jingyang laughed in fear, as the leader of a Taoist sect, he established the Spirit Rune Dao and was a powerful man for three hundred years, so he could not understand that with the other party's cunning, once the soul was searched, he would definitely die, and the other party could not find the available information, so maybe he would leave him with a glimmer of life.

Xiao Jingyang's mind resisted, and it did not loosen at all, like a solid stone, intending to guard the spiritual platform and keep his thoughts unmoving, while Zhang Xian's thoughts were too strong, and the stones were crushed layer by layer.

"If you are not afraid of death, I will fulfill you. ”

Zhang Xian was not soft at all, he had already made up his mind to kill, and it was just an unexpected gain to get the information of the ghost clan, if he couldn't get it, he didn't care.

The idea of soul searching is like a bamboo, crushed layer by layer, once the deepest Yuan Shen is crushed, Xiao Jingyang will inevitably collapse and die of brain damage.

However, the existence of this level, the immortality of the flesh and spirit, is not considered a real death, not to mention that with Zhang Xian's Xuantong, the brain damage can also be saved, but the brain is damaged, the soul is mutilated, and the information of the residual mind is very small, but how much can be obtained, he is not greedy.

Seeing that he was about to crush the Yuan Shen, between life and death, Xiao Jingyang was even more frightened, but his thoughts were persistent.

However, at this moment, in Xiao Jingyang's body, a strong force suddenly gushed out, attracting the flesh spirit and blood, colliding with the power of soul suppression, the strength was too strong, the weak body was overwhelmed, the muscles and muscles swelled, and the qi and blood meridians were cracked, as if a ghost and god were about to break out of the shell.

Zhang Xian noticed something unusual, took a step back, and saw that Xiao Jingyang's flesh and body exploded with a "touch", and the golden blood splashed and turned into a cloud of blood mist.