Ren Qinglian raised her hand and split the several ghosts that surrounded her in half with a sword qi, and the black blood water dispersed sharply, but soon it slowly merged together, forming an even larger, hideous ghost.

Yang Chan's heart jumped, and her face was full of surprise: "These monsters can't be killed, right?"

"It's just a few ghosts that don't enter the stream, how can they not be killed!" Ren Qinglian said, her fist strength was already flying vertically and horizontally, "boom" sounded, black blood boiled, and the ghosts and monsters that approached around were instantly bombarded and smashed into pieces.

Seeing that these things were about to be repeated again, condensed and fused, Ren Qinglian's fist power slowly formed a mysterious mark in the void, and in Yang Chan's curiosity, the mark emitted a dark strange glow, absorbing all the soul powder floating in the air.

"Sure enough, with my current martial arts realm, even without the help of the power of the spiritual aperture, I can cast this soul seal. Ren Qinglian muttered, and the soul seal condensed by the martial arts true qi began to become more and more condensed as it absorbed more and more soul power.

Last time, Ren Qinglian temporarily practiced the ghost path secret technique in the "Netherworld True Sutra" in order to deal with the three little ghosts sent by the Jizo King Bodhisattva, but it was with the help of the three spiritual tricks that were temporarily opened up, and the whole process was no different from that of ordinary cultivators, but he used it today, and he was no longer confined to the form, and he could use the power of martial arts to perform the secret techniques of Taoism.

"Martial Dao Xuan, Qinglian, I didn't expect your martial arts cultivation to have reached this legendary realm!" Yang Chan's beautiful eyes shone brightly, and she was full of pride in addition to admiration. Although she didn't know what kind of spell Ren Qinglian cast, she could recognize at a glance the power fluctuation of the mark in the void, which was the spell used by people who cultivated the truth!

Ren Qinglian said "lucky", in fact, it is true. Although the martial artist of the realm of refining the void and the Dao of Martial Arts has the will of the martial arts in his true qi, he can use the will of the martial arts to make the true qi achieve all kinds of unbelievable changes, but if it were not for the fact that his true qi already had the attribute of swallowing the heavens, it would still be not easy to perfectly display this ghost path secret technique, after all, the will of the martial arts is too scattered, and in terms of the control of the true qi, how can it compare to the control of the cultivator's Yuan Shen over mana.

At this time, the soul seal not only has the mysteries of the spell, but also a manifestation of Ren Qinglian's true qi that is indevoured.

At the same time, more and more wandering soul yin corpses seemed to smell the breath of the living, or were enraged by Ren Qinglian's actions, and began to emerge from this mountain of white bones in a steady stream.

Yang Chan's doppelganger strength was too weak, except for occasionally sending a few spells to intercept the stumps of ghosts and monsters that splashed over, the whole process was Ren Qinglian fighting alone.

Originally, this was supposed to be a battle with unequal strength, but Ren Qinglian had the intention to try to use the power of martial arts to cast those spells that were not too advanced in the Netherworld True Scripture, and she had only slowly resisted.

Yang Chan was still curious at first, and slowly became tasteless. However, Bing Xue was smart and she quickly noticed something unusual, pointed to the distance and said, "Qinglian, look, these ghosts seem to be manipulated by someone......"

Ren Qinglian was stunned for a moment, followed Yang Chan's gaze, and saw that those ghosts and monsters were acting in a neat and orderly manner, just like an army in the world.

"This northern White Bone Mountain used to be the place of the Netherworld God Cult, after the Netherworld God Sect was swept away by the underworld, the entire White Bone Mountain became a place where ghosts scattered and cultivated, could it be that now there are some powerful ghost kings and ghost venerables!"

"Ghost King?" Yang Chan looked curious.

"The Ghost King of the Underworld is probably the same as the strength of the Heavenly Immortals of the Earth Immortal Realm, and the Ghost Venerable is a ghost cultivator with the strength of a Golden Immortal, or even a Daluo Golden Immortal!"

"There is such a powerful ghost cultivator!" Yang Chan was a little surprised, after all, most people's impression of the underworld stayed on the underworld, thinking that it represented the whole of the underworld, among them, the ten halls of the Yama King and others were true immortals who had entered the immortal register, and only those ordinary imps were real ghost cultivators. However, thinking of the place name mentioned by Ren Qinglian, Yang Chan began to wonder again: "There is a Beibi Mountain in the Earth Immortal Realm, could it be that there is a connection between the two?"

Ren Qinglian nodded: "Chan'er is really smart, Beibi Mountain leads directly to the Netherworld, and is connected to the Beibi Baigu Mountain Range...... "The seventieth blessed land of the seventy-two blessed lands of Taoism is in Beibi Mountain, but the scope of Beibi Mountain that mortals say is very large, and more often, it is only known for its feng shui cemetery. ”

Yang Chan glanced at him, and then nodded, "So that's the case, you know the Battle of Changping in the Southern Ganbu Continent back then, many of the soldiers who were killed by the Zhao State were resentful, ruthless and fierce, forming the so-called military soul, the six paths are not tolerated, and the underworld does not accept, these lonely souls and wild ghosts forcibly attacked Beibi Mountain under the leadership of one of the generals, and finally disappeared mysteriously, could it be that they came to the underworld through the passage of Beibi Mountain!"

"Those military spirits in the Battle of Changping!"

A memory flashed in Ren Qinglian's mind, the Battle of Changping in this mythical world was even more tragic than the memory in the previous life, but it would be normal to say that some of the soldiers and generals who were killed by Bai Qikeng had become fierce and vicious military spirits.

If the souls of ordinary beings want to remain in the Earth Immortal Realm after death, they need to have a very strong spiritual will. In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the soldiers of all countries at that time were all soldiers of a hundred battles, and the willpower of the willpower had long been sharpened by the tenacity, coupled with the resentment of those innocent soldiers in the Battle of Changping after being killed by the pit, so that their souls were eroded by the killing breath and resentment on the battlefield, and became the so-called military soul, and the soldiers stopped fighting, in the eyes of these military souls, they did not respect the saints of heaven and earth, and only had the will to fight and kill before death.

According to Yang Chan's words, these military spirits should have been summoned and attracted by the breath of the underworld, so they forcibly broke through the passage of the two realms of Beibi Mountain and came to this Beipi White Bone Mountain. There is such a thing as a military soul, the will to kill is firm, and no one in the earth immortal realm wants to mess with it, because not only is it difficult to kill, but there is no benefit in the slightest, but in this underworld, it is the best material for ghosts to cultivate evil weapons, but at present, it seems that these military souls have not fallen into such a fate, but have been refined into a puppet-like existence.

"No wonder these ghosts are so difficult to kill!" "The strength of the ghosts all over the mountains is very good, even the ordinary Jindan powerhouse is not as good, but with the strength of Ren Qinglian, it can't be completely crushed and killed, and it has to be devoured and refined with the dementor seal.

Looking at the soul dementor seal in the void that had been solidified and was about to form a physical law seal, Ren Qinglian's heart moved: "If you continue to use the power of these military souls to refine the soul seal, this seal is equivalent to being refined into an evil weapon by me!"

......

At the same time, under the White Bone Mountain in the north, there is a huge tomb, at this moment several tall ghosts are lying under the main hall of the tomb, on the altar, a black cloak is windless, hunting, those ghosts lying on the ground are staring at the two purple flames suspended at the head of the cloak for a while.

"Tell me, what's going on?, what happened in the outside world, that made several of you run over at the same time!" Suddenly, the two purple flames condensed into a face that exchanged reality and reality, and said indifferently.

"Sect Master, there are two living people, and at this moment, the guard legion that is really wantonly killing the ghost tomb has already killed nearly a third......"

"Living, is it some kind of immortal master, didn't you say, don't do anything to those immortal and Buddhist masters......" Bishan Ancestor narrowed his eyes.

"It's not an immortal path master, one of the immortal cultivators is just the Yuanying realm, and the other looks like an ordinary human being. One of the ghosts said with a shudder.

Another person also said: "Sect Master, a small guess, they must not be able to mix in the yang world, so they have to hide in the underworld, and besides, they can kill so many nether guards, and what they are holding in their hands should be a treasure!"

"Treasure?" said two purple flames.

"Sect Master, please see?" said one of the ghost creatures, and a jade talisman in his hand appeared The soul dementor seal condensed by Ren Qinglian with martial arts true qi appeared, and it looked like it was cast from black jade.

"Dementor Seal!"

"Yes, that's exactly the case, we all think that this matter is not trivial, and we have come to report to the sect master. ”

The two flames under the cloak slowly condensed into a figure: "It's been a long time since I've been active, and the matter of fusing the innate immortal soul will be handed over to the deity, this king just goes out to meet this god sect junior, haha!"

......

On the mountain, Ren Qinglian temporarily moved, wanting to see if with the help of the power of these military souls, she could really refine an evil weapon of her own, and continued to urge the power of the soul seal, frantically absorbing and refining those ghosts.

At this moment, a flash of lightning shot out.

Ren Qinglian's eyes were quick, she protected Yang Chan, and sent out three sword qi strokes, which collided with the lightning.

When he looked down, he saw that it was a bronze spear.

The next moment, a horse roared, and the owner of the spear appeared in the eyes of the two.

Dressed in armor, it seemed to be a killing god who came from the ancient battlefield, his eyes were glowing with purple light, staring at Ren Qinglian deadly.

Yang Chan couldn't help but shout: "It's the military soul general in the Battle of Changping!" but his eyes are ......."

The things of that year, all the gods and Buddhas saw it in their eyes, and Yang Chan saw this general who led the army spirits into Beibi Mountain from some of the image talismans left by Houlian.

Ren Qinglian knew that this Warring States General had already been refined into an even more powerful puppet, and the two purple flames flickering in his eyes were the soul fire of a certain ghost cultivator!

It's just that this purple soul fire seems to be the first time I've heard of it.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Jie Ji, it's a little interesting, it's actually a Terran warrior!" The general on horseback laughed strangely, "You can call me the Ghost King of the North!"

"The Ghost King of the North?" Ren Qinglian pondered in her heart, did she not mention such a person in the memory of the three little ghosts sent by the Bodhisattva of the Earth King to kill him, could it be that he only rose later. But if it is really as Yang Chan said, the era when this person controlled these military souls should be very long, and it is impossible for those little ghosts not to have heard of the name of such a powerful ghost king.