Tianyin City is one of the three famous cities in the Northern Regions, and there are many monks from other regions living in the city.

There were also 10,000 monks who came in and out of the city every day.

Early this morning, there were a lot of announcements on the street, the content of which was that the Nine Yin Holy Land Yin Jiurou Gongzi had discovered the clues of the Black Hand Organization, and was preparing to hold a news conference at the Yin Feng Restaurant in a month. Tickets will be sold from now on, and the ticket price will be ten lower grade spirit stones.

At that time, tickets will be held, and interested sects will purchase in advance. The number is limited, a total of 1,000 copies are sold, and the sales are out.

Seeing the announcement, the entire Tianyin City was in a commotion.

Who is the Black Hand Organization? It is a cancer in the cultivation realm, what genius of any force has not been assassinated by them?

The super forces and the Holy Land are better, and they still have scruples about making a move.

Those first, second and third-rate forces, which genius did not die in their hands?

Especially those third-rate forces, who poured their efforts into cultivating a genius, were assassinated by the Black Hand Organization before they could grow up.

It can be said that these sects have a deep blood feud with the Black Hand organization.

Those monks who had come to Tianyin City to do business saw the notice and sent messages to the sect one after another.

A storm was quietly brewing, and many people received a reply from the sect and began to rush to the Yin Feng Restaurant.

One is to buy tickets, and twenty is to book a room.

In a secret room in the Tianyin Holy Land, the Holy Son Yin Jiuhan stood up, stretched his waist with great ambition, and moved his sedentary and stiff body.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Yin Jiuhan frowned, and scolded in a low voice:

"Come to bother me early in the morning, this holy son is really tired!"

Whisper:

"Come in!"

A young man walked into the room, came to Yin Jiuhan and whispered for a while.

Yin Jiuhan asked in surprise:

"What you said is true?

The young man nodded, and continued:

"Yesterday that man went to the Yin Feng Restaurant to see a Heavenly Warlock and returned drunk. What happened this morning is something to do with the warlock?"

The Holy Son roared:

"Why didn't you report me yesterday for such a big thing?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said cowardly:

"Didn't the Holy Son say that you don't need to report anything in public?"

The Holy Son roared angrily:

"Get out!"

The young man was just about to escape from the room, when the Son shouted:

"Come back!"

The young man stood in front of the Holy Son with a bewildered expression.

The Holy Son took a deep breath, calmed down his restless emotions, and said lightly:

"Let me think about it. ”

Spend time in the room, and for a while, look up at the young man.

"You go and inform Xiaoliu and send the restaurant shopkeeper's daughter back. Send another 100 lower grade spirit stones as an apology. ”

The young man was puzzled:

"Holy Son, that girl is the furnace of your advanced Dao transformation period. It took more than ten years to find it, and it was sent away?"

The Holy Son's face turned pale, "I can't believe it because a woman has ruined my big thing, the red dragon body can't advance without her yin phoenix body, and I can't do it right away!"

The young man walked away quickly.

The Holy Son disappeared in an instant, and the next moment appeared in a cave full of spiritual energy.

There was a three-foot boy sitting cross-legged in front of him, and after listening to the Son's narration, the child opened his eyes.

The eyes shot out two bright rays, like two lightning bolts in the night.

The body of the Holy Son trembled, this phenomenon is often seen, and every time he sees the body, he can't stop trembling, which is the awe of mortals for immortals.

The boy opened his mouth and made an old voice, which was heard in the ears of the Holy Son, as if listening to the sound of the heavens.

"Junior, you did a good job, that girl will be yours sooner or later, don't be in a hurry. ”

"Know how to advance and retreat, don't be brutal, this is what I appreciate about you. ”

"The reason why people are the head of a hundred spirits, the key is thinking, if you don't know how to use thinking, you will know how to shout and kill in a day, how is it different from animals?"

"It's a precursor to that crap's counterattack, and it's a test for you. ”

"You also know the dangers of the Black Hand Organization, now that this kid is under the attention of the entire cultivation world, stop your little actions. ”

"I want to prepare for the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and no one can shake your status when I get over. If you can't get through, no matter how capable you are, your status will not be guaranteed. ”

"As for that kid, he provoked the Black Hand Organization, you don't need to do it, will they let him go? ”

The Son left disappointed.

The boy saw a flash of disappointment in the Son's eyes, and whispered:

"I'm still young, I can't see the priorities of things. If I don't cross the catastrophe again, when that old guy comes back from danger, you and my grandchildren will not have a good life. ”

The two middle-aged men in black left the Yin Feng Restaurant, hurriedly walked out of Tianyin City, took out the flying machine, and drove towards the sky.

In the cabin, a middle-aged man respectfully asked:

"Alliance leader, you won't be noticed if you leave like this, right?"

The middle-aged man in black on the opposite side grinned.

"The purpose of asking you to meet is to startle the snake, spread the news and muddy the waters, make the other party scruples, and have the idea of killing people with a knife. ”

"The crisis shifts, moves from the side to the outside. ”

"Let the Sky Thief Mouse pretend to be you to hide from the sky, and if we leave, the golden cicada will come out of its shell. There is only one purpose, to rescue the man behind you. ”

"Without that man to protect you, those who can put you to death are like carp crossing the river, abounding. ”

"When that person gets out of danger, the crisis will disappear from both internal and external sources. ”

"Don't call me the leader of the alliance in the future, be called a gentleman. If possible, take care of the shopkeeper of Yin Feng Restaurant, I have a period of cause and effect with him. ”

The middle-aged man nodded frequently, and two days later, the aircraft stopped in front of a canyon.

The peaks on both sides are covered in snow and ice, and they are white, and the sun shines on them.

The canyon was shrouded in steaming mist, and Di Hao's yin and yang eyes could not detect the scenery hundreds of miles away.

His spiritual power was greatly suppressed, and he carefully looked at the surrounding scenery, his face was solemn, and he asked:

"This is the ruins of the primeval battlefield, right?

Yin Jiurou was taken aback, "How can you tell that this place is called the Evil Ghost Yuan, and it is listed as one of the four dangerous places in the cultivation realm. ”

Di Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. Muttered:

"The natural two ghosts knock on the door, I don't know what danger is hidden inside? ”

Di Hao put his hands in his sleeves, and after a while, his face was solemn, he couldn't see the landform inside, a layer of evil qi was covered, and it could be seen that it was dangerous and abnormal.

Join the Avenue of Luck to forcibly break through the evil qi and see the truth.

Several ghost kings rushed out of the evil qi and swallowed part of Di Hao's fortune.

Receiving the counterattack of the exercises, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

I didn't expect that such a fierce thing as the Ghost King was born here.

Di Hao turned his head to look at Yin Jiurou, "Give me a token, you stay here." ”

Yin Jiurou said worriedly:

"Sir, I'll go with you, will it do you a little bit?"

Di Hao's face was solemn: "I can't protect myself, how can I protect you? ”

Yin Jiurou's face was tangled, and she took out an emerald green ring and handed it to Di Hao.

"This is my family's ancestral heirloom, and when the Supreme Elder sees it, he will definitely believe what you say. ”

Di Hao put away his ring and flew towards the canyon.

Yin Jiurou opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't shout, and a tear slipped down the corner of her eye.

When Di Hao entered the canyon, he was surrounded by a thick fog.

The mist contained a mixture of soul power, evil spirits, and resentment, and in the depths of the dense fog, green flames flickered, appearing and disappearing.

Di Hao knew that these were all resentment and evil qi that were cultivated by soul power, and they were not a threat to Di Hao.

Carefully probing and advancing, I wondered in my heart, the Great Elder of the Nine Yin Holy Land was a scattered immortal cultivator, what did he come here for?

What could it be that would attract a Scattered Immortal adventure?

The voice of the young phantom sounded in his ears:

"Boy, hurry back! The fierce, fierce, and ghost king in here are also what your cultivators can provoke?

Di Hao responded:

"Senior, what is that scattered immortal doing in this dangerous place?"

"Hehe, there must be a great yang in the land of the Great Yin, he is a three-tribulation scattered immortal, if he wants to survive the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, he must go through the extreme yin yang to refine the Yuan Shen, and there is hope. ”

Di Hao said suspiciously:

"What is the Yang of Extreme Yin?"

"It's the feminine of yang, haven't you realized that everything has yin and yang? Why do you still come to ask me?"

Di Hao suddenly realized, it turned out that the extreme yin and yang were born here, which was the energy needed to refine the second baby.

There is a huge opportunity in front of him, how can he retreat.

If you break through, it's a big deal to ask the Buddha to come out and purify, it's no big deal.

Looking at the unjust souls hidden in the depths of the dense fog, he raised his hand and sketched out a ghost king's head in the air, stretched out his finger a little, and shouted:

"Go!"

The ghost king's head came to life, and the quack laughed and flew into the depths of the mist.

Di Hao saw that the souls within a hundred miles were devoured by the ghost king one by one, and the head of the ghost king was slowly condensing.

Without these little things peeping in the dark, Di Hao sped up his advance.

The young phantom trembled and cursed in a low voice.

"Crazy! Fool! If you meet the ghost king in a while, your broken head will be devoured, and if you meet a fake one, is it really good?"

Di Hao quickly traveled thousands of miles, and the souls along the way were all devoured by the head of the ghost king.

The illusory skull phantom also became the real ghost king's head, and the black bones were covered with stripes, like the blood vessels of animals.

Di Hao looked at the skull that was constantly preying on ghosts, and speculated in his heart, does this guy still have blood and flesh?

After another five hundred miles, black flesh had grown on the skeleton at this time, and it looked even more hideous and disgusting.

Suddenly, the fog rolled in front of him, and a tall ghost envoy came out, holding a three-strand steel fork, and stabbed at the skull.

Di Hao's eyes narrowed, and he said in his heart:

"It's over!"

Sure enough, the steel fork passed through the skull and picked him at the tip of the fork.

The ghost envoy tweeted excitedly, holding a steel fork to show off his might.

Shaoqing, looking at Di Hao with green eyes, shook the steel fork in his hand, and was about to fork Di Hao.

Suddenly, the skull on the tip of the fork slid down the steel fork towards the Ghost, as fast as a meteor.

When the Oni Envoy does not react, he opens his mouth and bites the Oni Envoy's head.

In Di Hao's surprised gaze, he bit off half of the ghost envoy's head and chewed it with a big mouth.

The ghostly envoy howled and fled into the depths of the mist, the skull laughing wildly and chasing after him.

Di Hao was frightened when he saw it, and suddenly understood that this guy was the same as the five snakes, a guy with no specific entity.

Not afraid of slashing with knives and axes.

Continuing to go deeper, as the skull chased the ghost envoy, many ghosts appeared in the fog around Di Hao.

Di Hao raised his finger and drew the head of a ghost king, and the head flew towards the surrounding ghosts.

Bowing his head in contemplation, he raised his hand to draw seven ghost king's heads one after another, and all of them flew into the mist.

Di Hao meditated and recovered, absorbing the soul power and thin mana in the mist, and after half an hour, the mana recovered and continued to hurry.

In the depths of the mist, there were violent fluctuations, and the tumbling mist fled with some ghosts.