Facing the questioning of the Ghost King of the West Prison, Li Yunsheng actually wanted to tell her that he was Li Yunsheng.

and told her that Yang Wanli, the Yang Wanli who was tortured by her in Yan Prison, was his master and his only relative in the Ten States.

Why did Li Yunsheng know that Yang Wanli was being tortured in Yan Prison?

Why is it so clear that among the people who tortured Yang Wanli, there is also this ghost king of the West Prison?

Turn back the clock a moment.

At this time, Li Yunsheng was breaking the second chain of the soul lock, Chen Tai'a was nirvana again, and Xiao Che was already preparing to sacrifice.

Seeing this situation, Li Yunsheng couldn't help but be a little anxious, so he didn't care about letting his divine soul refine those divine soul fragments of the Western Hell Ghost King, and after swallowing the remaining chain fragment, he directly bit the third soul lock.

But the moment he opened his mouth, he was attracted by a picture that jumped out of the fragment of the soul of the Ghost King of the Western Prison.

Ever since he began to directly swallow the fragments of the soul lock chain condensed by the soul power of the Western Hell Ghost King, this kind of intermittent picture has kept appearing in Li Yunsheng's mind, and he has even seen a picture of the West Hell Ghost King's childhood.

But he was determined and never disturbed by these pictures.

At this moment, the reason why Li Yunsheng can stop is only because a figure he is extremely familiar with appears in that picture - Yang Wanli.

Li Yunsheng can clearly see that Yang Wanli in the picture is as thin as firewood, with the pipa bones on his shoulders pierced, and he is hung by an iron chain in an empty and dark stone room.

When Li Yunsheng, who was extremely stunned, began to look at Yang Wanli carefully, he saw that his master Yang Wanli's body was burned with a soldering iron and covered with strange runes, and there were obvious stitched scars in the position of the five organs. One of his eyes was directly gouged out, and even the eyelids of his face were cut off, leaving only a terrifying hollow.

In addition to these, Yang Wanli's arms and feet were filled with slender iron pipes in the places where the blood vessels were located, and the blood flowed through the slender iron pipes to the large and small vessels on the ground.

Presumably the blood had long since been drained, and only a few sporadic ticks could be heard in the empty stone chamber.

It was this terrifying ticking sound that made Li Yunsheng wake up from this purgatory-like picture.

"She's the Ghost King of the Western Hell of Hell Hell, so her memories should be true, right?"

Not to mention that this bald eagle originally had no expression, even if it had an expression, Li Yunsheng didn't know what kind of expression to use at this moment to express his inner emotions at the moment.

Although he had long known that Yang Wanli had been captured by Yan Prison, and might even have been killed by Yan Prison, he also knew that even if he was not killed, he would definitely have a bad life in Yan Prison.

But the picture in front of him is still far beyond the scope of Li Yunsheng's conjecture.

He has read about the "sinister human heart" from books countless times, and he also thinks that he understands the evil of the human heart, and he has even really felt the tens of thousands of malice on Feilai Peak.

But at this moment, when this malice was really placed in front of him, it still made him a little overwhelmed.

He ignored the two remaining soul locks.

Fear, pain, and anger echoed back and forth in his mind, until finally, a malice from the flying peak woke him up, and all these thoughts turned into Li Yunsheng's malice.

As if he had found the same kind, the originally silent play on the Feilai Peak suddenly rose to the sky, and even though it was thousands of miles away, it poured into Li Yunsheng's soul in an instant.

Under the impact of nearly 10,000 evil thoughts, Li Yunsheng's divine soul power began to skyrocket, and Li Yunsheng even felt as if he had seen the door of the four silences for a moment.

His sudden surge in the power of the Divine Soul actually attracted the attention of the Western Hell Ghost King, but before she could react, Li Yunsheng controlled the sharp claws of the bald eagle and tore the two soul locks with just one grab.

At this moment, Li Yunsheng's divine soul power had grown to the point where it was enough to confront the ghost king of Naxi Hell head-on, and there was even a vague tendency to suppress it.

So next, there was the scene where the ghost king of the West Prison questioned "Li Yunsheng" just now.

However, it was not Li Yunsheng who responded to the Ghost King of the Western Prison, but the roar of the dragon under him.

Then he saw this Ao Ji rising into the sky, and then swooped down towards the Ghost King of the West Prison with Dao Thunder.

This sound was mixed with Long Wei's roar, which lifted the puppets along with the snow on the ice, and only the two fourth-order puppets and the woman could barely stand.

"I'll kill this dragon first, and then I'll ask you!"

The ghost king of the West Prison snorted coldly, the state of affairs at this time was actually the last thing she wanted to meet, according to her plan, it was best to capture this dragon alive, and the worst thing was to bring it back without revealing her identity as the ghost king, after all, it was not the time to offend the dragon clan now.

This is also the reason why she has never directly killed her before.

Originally, she planned very thoroughly, and even Chen Tai'a and Xiao Che were counted, and she even deliberately appeared to make Xiao Che mistakenly think that her current body was the main body, but Chen Tai'a's awakening of the Demon Emperor's bloodline was indeed unexpected by her, but even so, her natural situation was still under her control.

But she didn't expect that the change would happen to that wandering spirit.

She already sensed that something was wrong when the overwhelming surging of malice just now hit, but when she reacted, the bald eagle tore off her two soul locks in one go.

However, since she has miscalculated, she has no time to be upset, and now there is only one way in front of her, which is to kill the dragon and everyone present tonight, and try to do it cleanly so as not to leave a handle for the dragon clan.

"Unleash all your ghost power and fall into the evil ghost path. ”

She rushed towards Ao Ji with her bare hands, and ordered the puppets on the other.

The four third-order Hundred Refining Corpse God puppets almost without any hesitation plunged one hand into their chests, and then took out a beating heart and swallowed it in one gulp, and with their painful wails, the skin and flesh all over their bodies fell one after another, turning into a white bone entangled in the black qi of the Dao.

The two fourth-order puppets struggled painfully for a moment before they pulled out their hearts in some reluctance.

Unlike the third-order puppets, the two of them already had their own consciousness, and understood that after falling into the evil ghost path, the two of them would not be far from death.

But struggling to struggle, it didn't take long for them to take out their hearts, unlike the third-order puppets that directly turned into white bones, these two fourth-order puppets were more like two dehydrated dried corpses, they also retained a pair of eyes that emitted a blue glow, and the bronze sword in their hands was still tightly held.

Then, these puppets that had fallen into the path of evil ghosts clinged to the sides of the Ghost King of the Western Hell and rushed towards the dragon that was swooping down.

"Cow's head and horse face, block it. ”

Seeing that Ao Ji's sharp claws were about to be torn off, the Ghost King of the Western Hell commanded calmly.

Then I saw the four third-order hundred refining corpse god puppets that had turned into white bones leap up violently, all of them holding the sword axes transformed by ghost qi in their hands, and their still huge bodies slashed towards Ao Ji's claws.

After a loud "boom" accompanied by the power of thunder, the four third-order hundred refining corpse god puppets were directly torn apart by Ao Ji's sharp claws comparable to artifacts.

However, Ao Ji's dive momentum was also hindered by this.

Being able to withstand the angry claws of the dragon clan, it was obvious that after falling into the evil ghost path, the strength of these hundred refining corpse god puppets had increased again.