Countless ghosts, lined up, under the control of the shadows, went forward.

And among the countless ghosts, Su Ting seemed to see a very familiar figure.

"Looks like he's really it?"

Su Ting said secretly: "No, wasn't he eaten by the Lijiang Dragon King?

In the midst of the ghosts, the figure was inconspicuous.

But Su Ting was very impressed with him, and he was hard to forget.

So Su Ting recognized it at a glance.

That ghost figure was extremely similar to the sect master surnamed Qin of the Northern Gu Dao Sect.

The cultivator Su Ting killed for the first time back then was from the Northern Gu Dao.

Later, this Qin sect master was introduced, but he seemed to be frightened away by Su Ting's nail-headed seven-arrow book that cursed the old head of the Sun family.

However, Elder Song put the blame for cursing and killing the old head of the Sun family on the Qin sect master, saying that this person was a person from the north and secretly infiltrated Middle-earth, causing this Qin sect master to be chased and killed by Si Tianjian in Middle-earth, hiding and hiding, and desolate.

Later, not long after Su Ting became a Venerable Master, he encountered Dongfan monks when he chased and killed them.

At that time, Su Ting's Taoism was not high, and he was chased and killed all the way, directly to Kanling, and then along the Kanling River, he was chased and killed all the way to the Li River.

Later, it alarmed the Dragon King of the Lijiang River, the demon fairy who had attained the Tao of carp.

Although Su Ting ran away at that time, this guy was unlucky and was devoured by the Dragon King of the Lijiang River on the spot.

"That ghost, stay for now. ”

Su Ting stepped forward, called out to the ghost, pointed to the ghost in the queue, and said, "Do you know his origin, name, and surname?"

When the ghost turned around, he felt that the soul in front of him was full of blazing sun-like brilliance, and it was so powerful that it made him very palpitating and terrified.

He has been a ghost pawn in the underworld for many years, and he knows that he is a generation of yang gods, and he is still a living soul, and there is no death.

He didn't dare to be rude, so he bowed down and said: "Back to God, the little one is just a ghost pawn in the underworld, and he was ordered to escort these ghosts to the eighteenth hell, and they have endured several catastrophes, and they don't know the details." ”

"It's okay, you don't know it, and it's no wonder you, don't be so afraid. ”

Su Ting waved his hand, but suddenly walked towards the queue.

The ghosts and ghosts over there seemed to feel a round of scorching sun, approaching suddenly, extremely hot, almost burning their souls, all of them wailing desolate and fleeing in all directions.

Su Ting was busy collecting his own Yang God Pressure, and used the Breath Gathering Technique in the Lu Pressure Inheritance to make himself look more ordinary.

Those yin chauffeurs were also frightened, but after Su Ting received the coercion, Fang was relieved, and each of them scolded, forced with a long knife, and whipped with a soul whip to drive these ghosts back.

Su Ting could see clearly that these long knives and long whips were not physical objects and could not hurt the body, but they were things that hurt the soul.

This kind of pain is even more terrible than the statement that it hurts into the bone marrow.

So these ghosts are also extremely obedient and don't dare to mess around.

"Hey. ”

Su Ting came to the soul of the Qin Sect Master and grinned, "Do you remember me?"

Sect Master Qin's soul was illusory, and he was no longer the Yin God of the past, so he stayed for a long time before he looked at it.

When he saw Su Ting's face clearly, he suddenly showed a look of fear and said, "Why are you?"

Su Ting was quite stunned, and said, "Why is it really you? I should still be a very similar soul......

Sect Master Qin suddenly showed surprise, hurriedly retreated, shrank back, and said: "Before, you were only a beginner cultivator, but later this seat met you, and you just entered the Yang God, and now I have only been dead for a long time, why have you actually cultivated into the Yang God?"

Su Ting patted his shirt and said with a smile: "Just Yang God, what's so difficult? This seat has even killed half immortals, and it is not far from becoming an immortal in the future." ”

Xiao Shami stood not far away, and always felt that Su Ting's smile was very strange.

And the surrounding yin is also looking at each other, thinking about it in their hearts, and secretly said: "This god is so familiar with this ghost, the two of them are talking and laughing, very warm, it can be said that they have a very happy conversation, obviously an old man, do you want to give some preferential treatment when the time comes?"

Thinking like this, he saw that the god rubbed his hands, took one of the Yin Soul Whips, waved his hand and threw it back.

Immediately, I heard an extremely desolate scream.

Sect Master Qin wailed, covering his body, and kept trembling.

The pain of the soul is especially greater than the pain of the body.

Especially this Qin Sect Master, now he is no longer a Yin God, but a ghost body.

The soul is illusory, and after receiving this whip, it seems to be a little more empty.

"Tell you to hunt me down!"

"Tell you to trouble me!"

"Let you be arrogant again!"

"This Shenjun has never been defeated in his life, but in your hands, he has been chased dozens of mountains and hundreds of rivers, and if I don't settle this account with you today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

"You short-lived ghost, you died so early, so that this god monarch has no chance to wash away his shame!"

"I thought you were eaten by the Dragon King of the Lijiang River, and since then you have disappeared, and you don't even have a chance to whip the corpse, but today is the right time to whip the soul and vent the hatred in my heart!"

Su Ting whipped seventeen or eighteen whips, causing Sect Master Qin to roll around.

The surrounding ghosts trembled with fear.

Those yin differences, I can see my hands and feet tremble.

is that they usually drive away ghosts, and occasionally do it, and they have never been so fierce.

Seeing that the soul was almost drawn to the point of being disillusioned, the pain was unbearable, and the soul was scattered.

"Why are the cultivators in the Yang World so fierce?"

"It's so murderous, it's really scared to death. ”

"In the future, if he dies and comes to the underworld, we must recognize him, and we must not provoke him. ”

"He's worse than a ghost. ”

"Why doesn't he stop, if he fights again, his soul will be scattered, and he can't be sent to hell, and we have to be punished. ”

"So you're going to stop it?"

"What if he's going to smoke me?"

"Isn't that all there is to it?"

I don't dare to care about the surrounding yin.

And many ghosts are constantly trembling when they see it, and they are afraid of the soul, so that the yin people even wonder if they are lucky enough to be reincarnated in the future, and will they be born timid in the next life?

"Alright. ”

Su Ting had a good time, threw the soul whip back, and said, "If you fight again, the true soul will be scattered, and this Divine Monarch will still be measured." ”

Those yin cha trembled, looking at the shadow that was constantly twitching and almost disappearing, they all felt extremely frightened, and they didn't know what the so-called limit of this yang god real person was.

Su Ting looked at the soul of Sect Master Qin, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that the elf is not here, and I didn't see me beating the enemy and washing away the shame." ”

Thinking like this, he felt very sorry again, and he was about to be ruthless to Sect Master Qin again.

Every time he was proud of the name of the Invincible God Monarch before, the elf would always move out of the Qin Sect Master to suppress him, and always said that he had been hunted down and killed, which made Su Ting depressed.

Today, I was finally ashamed, and I was able to vent my anger, which made Su Shenjun feel good.

"I should have found a person with high attainments in Danqing and depicted the scene of me beating this guy. ”

Su Ting pondered: "Why don't you go back and find a person with high Danqing attainments later, and beat him up again?"

The little novice approached at this time, quite speechless, looking at the soul that was almost illusory to dissipate, with a wave of his hand, a Buddha's light fell, making him condense a little.

"He will also go to hell to suffer, and if you beat him like this, it will not be easy for hell to attack. ”

The little novice said, "Everything must be a little more kind, a little more forgiving. ”

Su Ting touched his chin and said, "That's why you cured him and sent him to hell to fight again?"

The little novice was stunned and silent for a long time.