Under the treasure tree, Lingyue and other gods looked at those yin spirits wandering on the earth. Because there are too many Yin Souls, even if it is the Gate of Time and Space that distorts time and space, so many Yin Souls have gathered within a radius of billions of miles, plus the Yin Qi brought by the Yin Souls, making the surrounding Yin Wind a miserable scene.

"What the hell are these?" At this moment, everyone saw a god flying in the distance. The divine light on this god's body was shining, and under the divine light, those yin spirits scattered and avoided in all directions.

When the deity came to the tree, he immediately saw a group of gods under the tree. When he saw a group of gods under the treasure tree, the gods were visibly taken aback. The man landed not far from Lingyue and the others, and the divine light around him did not converge, so he walked over.

Although Lingyue and the others also looked like a divine light shroud, they did not release the divine light, but confined it to a certain range and did not disturb those ghosts. So he didn't see Lingyue and his party under the treasure tree until he came to the treasure tree.

Lingyue looked at the person who came unscrupulously exuding the light of his body, and many yin souls had no time to dodge, and were illuminated by the divine light around him, as if they were splashed with thick acid, bursts of black smoke erupted all over his body, and the entire soul body became faint at once, as if a gust of wind could blow away the soul body of the yin soul. There are even some fragile Yin Souls who were directly dispersed by the divine light and ceased to exist.

"Your Highness, please restrain the divine light around you!" Lingyue looked at the yin spirits who were scattered and dodging in a panic, and said to the god with dissatisfaction.

"Huh?" The god looked at Lingyue, his expression did not change, and said to her coldly, "What do I do is my business, what does it matter to you?"

This god was obviously very disgusted with the environment of the Netherworld, and even the ghosts who came to the Netherworld were very disgusted, so he used divine light to envelop himself all the time. Not only does it dispel the yin spirit, but it also forces the surrounding yin and death qi and other netherworld aura.

Hearing this person speak in such a tone, Ling Yue couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Your Highness, I really don't care what happens to you. But if you act so recklessly, with no regard for those ghosts, and act like this, isn't that tantamount to killing with your own hands?"

It's not that gods can't kill, but it's just that they are taboo on one aspect. Because the gods are equivalent to the tentacles that extend the world, killing ordinary lives will not be much bad karma for the gods, and this kind of thing still needs to be restricted. Otherwise, the gods are unscrupulous, how can those ordinary creatures survive in this world?

Taiyi has stipulated that the gods are not allowed to kill life with impunity. This rule is observed by all the gods, and if Lingyue accuses him of sand killing, it is equivalent to accusing him of unruly, and the consequences will be serious. If the emperor found out, he would likely be punished.

"That's a big deal!" the god squinted his eyes and looked at Lingyue and his party with displeasure, "These dead souls are just remnants of the afterlife. Even if it is dissipated, it is only a return to the world. How can you say that I kill a life?"

He obviously knew the group of people next to him, only Lingyue, the god of Wupin Mountain, he didn't recognize. If it is a first-grade or second-grade mountain god ground, it can be, but he doesn't even bother to remember the mountain god ground under the third grade. Lingyue, who was just a mere five-grade mountain god, dared to accuse him.

He squinted at Lingyue and said to her with a sneer: "You'd better take back your groundless accusations, otherwise you dare to slander this seat like this, and this seat doesn't mind suppressing you for a thousand years!"

"Who do you say you're going to suppress?"

Before the man's words fell, a mighty divine light spread down from the sky, and a figure descended from the sky. An incomparable power pressed on the man's body, forcing him to retreat again and again, and the divine light on his body was also pressed within three inches of his body.

"Lord Divine Monarch!" Lingyue looked at the figure in the divine light in surprise. The divine light around Ling Yun dissipated, and he looked at the god in front of him coldly.

The man looked at Ling Yun in surprise, even though he didn't know what Ling Yun's identity was. But he knew that Ling Yun was very powerful, far more powerful than him.

Standing not far in front of Lingyue, Ling Yun gently looked at this person, looking at his breath, this person was not a mountain god and an earthly god, but belonged to the category of heavenly gods. Looking at its temperament, it still lacks the charm of the precipitation of the years.

Compared to the gods who were born before the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the gods who were born after the establishment of the Heavenly Court were younger than everyone present. But this person has a sense of being overwhelmed and proud of the world.

Judging from his strength and age, he does have the capital to be proud of. Its cultivation is stronger than that of the Southern Barren Mountain God, which is a first-class mountain god.

The vast majority of the growth of divine power is accumulated over a long period of time. Either it has a high level of comprehension and has comprehended many Great Dao Laws, or it has comprehended multiple priesthoods, which can bring great power bonuses.

Ling Yun has gone through a lot of planning from the beginning of the Heavenly King to the present, and he has obtained many plural priesthoods. The fact that this person was born less than 500 years ago and was able to possess such great power shows that his luck and chance are strong enough to be proud of many gods.

"Your Highness, it's better to be humble!" Ling Yun looked at him slowly and admonished him, "Although these Yin Souls are remnants of life after death, they still exist in heaven and earth after all. Compared to ordinary life, they are dead, and it is not easy to have a remnant of a spirit. Why should Your Highness be like this, that you can't even give this mercy?"

The man's eyes moved, and he was about to say something, but he found that not only could he not move, but he could not even speak, and he could not lift a trace of divine power up and down his body.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, knowing that this person did not take his words to heart. If his strength expands too fast and his mind can't keep up, he will regard ordinary life as ants, so how can he care about the life or death of those ants?

If you are an ordinary cultivator, this kind of mentality can be said to be cold at most, but not by gods. If even the gods can't respect every precious and lowly life, how can they be the mainstay of Shinto?

imprisoned this person for his own good. Ling Yun decided to sharpen this person's temperament, if he couldn't correct his mentality as soon as possible, he would be planted with this sooner or later.

Temporarily froze the person in place, and Ling Yun put him aside. Then he turned around and asked Lingyue, "Since I left, nothing major has happened here, right?"

As he spoke, Ling Yun casually glanced at the other side, those mountain gods and earthly beings seemed to have a little separation line from this side, although the two sides were very close to each other, but it was obvious that the two sides were somewhat separated. After all, Lingyue and Jun Wu have been following Ling Yun all the time, and they can't walk together, although the distance is close, the two sides are distinct.

"Not really!" Ling Yue glanced over there with Ling Yun's gaze, gathered the hair around her ears, pursed her mouth, and pointed to the yin spirits around the treasure tree and said, "Except for those yin spirits, there is no big change!"

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Ling Yun nodded, and Ling Yun didn't say anything more. Continue to watch the ghosts wandering the plains.

Lingyue followed Ling Yun's gaze and couldn't help but say, "Lord Shenjun, how did these Yin Spirits come from, why did so many suddenly appear?"

"They came from outside the Nine Shadows, and the North Star Lord took pity on their difficult survival, established a path of life and death for them, and guided them to enter the gate of life and death and return to the Netherworld. Speaking of this, thinking of the ending of the Beichen Star Lord, Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh.

However, he continued: "The North Star Lord established the path of life and death, guiding all beings in the universe to enter the gate of life and death and come to this netherworld after physical death. In the future, when the living beings in the universe die, their souls will be drawn here. Inhabit this world suitable for their survival. ”

Listening to Ling Yun's explanation, Ling Yue couldn't help but be impressed by the generosity of the Beichen Star Lord, and she also admired it. If it were her, she would never have thought of it.

For those weak beings, their natural gods don't pay much attention to them, so this has never been thought of and never thought about.

As Ling Yue's thoughts were turning, Ling Yun looked at these yin spirits wandering on the plains, feeling that they were out of order, and couldn't help but say, "It's always so chaotic to wander, it feels a little uncomfortable to look at!"