Yang Chan nodded, snorted, and as soon as her palm turned over, a lotus-shaped magic lamp with a height of nine inches appeared, and her whole body was white, like ice and snow.

"Baolian Lantern, you are the Three Holy Mother!" The Beibei Ghost King felt a pang in his heart, the shape of the Baolian Lantern was unique, the only one in the Three Realms, although he had not seen it with his own eyes, but he had some understanding of the magic weapon of such power.

Although this Baolian lamp is not an innate magic weapon, but the power is more than equal, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire contained in it has a strong restraint effect on the evil spirit of ghosts, and it can be said that it is one of the magic weapons that ghost cultivators are most afraid of.

But soon, the Northern Ghost King reacted: "No, you are just an incarnation of the Three Holy Mother, and besides, why does this Baolian lamp have no wick...... ......"

The wick of the Baolian lamp has been devoured by Ren Qinglian, although he later added a new "Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire" to this lamp, but compared to the power of the realm of Nuwa Niangniang's saint, it is inferior after all, for example, this wick, the power he provides, is unable to truly condense the state of the wick.

But this does not mean that the power of the Baolian lamp is not worth mentioning, Ren Qinglian knows that her strength is not as strong as Nuwa Niangniang, so she wants to make up for it from the quantity, and the "Seven Treasures and Wonderful Fire" contained in this lamp is massive.

Yang Chan saw that the ghost king looked self-righteous, and sneered: "The Baolian lamp without the wick is still the Baolian lamp!" As she spoke, she saw that the Baolian lamp turned into a blue light and integrated into her body, and then, a colorful divine light began to burst out on her body, and a lotus platform appeared faintly at her feet, with a white body, exactly the same as the shape of the Baolian lamp.

"It's ...... The ghost king of Beibi saw extraordinary, and recognized Yang Chan's move at a glance as an embodiment of the wick, and the combination of people and lamps brought out the power of the Baolian lantern.

Yang Chan's doppelganger strength is indeed average, but it does not mean that she has no power to protect herself, the state of the unity of people and lamps makes up for the defects of her weak divine thoughts, and can almost perfectly exert the power of the entire Baolian lamp, and in this state, it also makes her weak body have a certain defensive ability, the lamp destroys people, the lamp is in the people, in this world, if you want to destroy a powerful magic weapon similar to the Baolian lamp with your strength alone, you can't do it with idle Daluo Jinxian, let alone a mere northern ghost king.

Without waiting for the Northern Ghost King to react, the entire Ten Thousand Ghost God Slayer Great Array had been covered by the power of the Lotus Lamp. Hundreds of thousands of unjust souls, hundreds of thousands of military souls, in this colorful light, are as inconspicuous as a drop of sea water in the sea.

"Ahh!!hh

The ghosts, who were originally still fierce and resentful, immediately stopped strangely one by one after the divine light of the Baolian lamp entered their bodies, and on their faces, the originally unruly and resentful eyes slowly appeared a trace of strange brilliance, which was a kind of light that had never been seen before, and then, the faces began to show a trace of struggle:

There is pain, there is fear, there is anger, there is resentment, there is unwillingness........

"Who am I......" The confusion gradually receded, "I am Zhao Ke, the son of Zhao Guo's general, by the way, I remembered, it was my father who died on the battlefield, I wanted to avenge him, but I didn't expect to be killed by Bai Qikeng......"

"Hahaha...... God has no eyes, my Niu Er was originally just an ordinary butcher, and when he killed a pig, he was killed by a flying sword that fell from the sky, and his soul was ingested into a black strange flag......"

"Emperor Lao'er, you don't want to die...... My Li family has been an official for generations, and I am loyal, but I didn't expect to be burned alive because I broke the jade in front of the palace......"

"Why, why are these so-called immortal cultivators so cruel, what have we done wrong, and we have to suffer such a catastrophe, I am unwilling, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled......"

In an instant, the seven forces of yin, yang, life, death, destruction, extinction, and love forcibly broke the prohibition left by the Northern Ghost King in the bodies of these unjust ghosts, and all kinds of imprisoned memories gushed out like a spring, not only the memories of their lifetime, but also the pain of being sacrificed after they became ghosts.

Why? The past is heart-wrenching enough, and after death, they will be enslaved and manipulated!! an anger they have never felt before, so that they can't help but clap their chests and roar.

And Yang Chan, whose whole person is surrounded by colorful gods, is the fairy who saved them. After worshipping sincerely, these unjust ghosts set their eyes on the sluggish Beibei Ghost King on the side. After all, he is just a doppelganger of others, and the power of the Baolian Lantern has also affected him.

Just when the ghost king of the north was immersed in his memory, those unjust ghosts stared at him angrily, looking like they wanted to eat each other.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, the grievances of the yang world have disappeared, as for the grievances in the underworld, you will have grievances and revenge, and you will have revenge...... "smiled indifferently, Ren Qinglian's voice sounded leisurely in this void.

With the help of the power of the Liuhe Desire Lotus Array, he already knew the origin of this Northern Ghost King.

"Netherworld Ghost Venerable, it's a pity that you have calculated a lot, and you have been dormant for thousands of years, and in the end you still missed one point, that is, my son is prosperous, and before the catastrophe comes, he is helping me this day!" muttered, but Ren Qinglian knew that the leader of the Netherworld God Sect had cheated to death back then, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, and find the innate immortal soul that was very likely to exist here.

However, the Eight Immortals of Shangdong were born in response to the catastrophe, adhering to the atmospheric luck, it is really to get the wind and the rain! The Netherworld Ghost Venerable has always been cautious and cautious, but not long ago, the Great War between the King of the Earth and the Taiyi Rescue Tianzun made the entire underworld rumor, and the sharp ghost cultivators were all dormant, and the North White Bone Mountain was even more desolate, plus there was some progress in the fusion of the innate immortal soul, and he was eager to find a fetus to rebuild, so he separated a divine soul clone to plan on this North White Bone Mountain.

Thinking like this, those unjust ghosts finally began to fight towards the Northern Ghost King.

The Nether Ghost Venerable and the others saw all this in the ghost tomb underground, and the former elders of the Nether God Sect all showed shocked looks: "Look at the situation, the Three Holy Mother's Lotus Lamps actually made them recover their memories before they were alive and broke the secret method of our Netherworld Sect. ”

"Hmph, even if you recover your memory, the ant is just an ant after all, this human already knows the existence of the innate immortal soul, and he must not be allowed to leave. Suddenly, there was a black figure on the seat of the Ghost Tomb Hall.

"See the sect leader! Is the sect leader already ......" The elders were all surprised when they saw the visitor.

The black-robed man waved his hand, "It's still a little worse, but the immortal soul's spiritual wisdom has been erased by this seat, and it can be fused at any time." ”

"Congratulations to the sect leader, congratulations to the sect master, this human being is simply the body of the child sent to the door!" Ren Qinglian's physical body was strong, and they could all see it from the temptation of the ghost king in the north.

The black-robed man, that is, the Netherworld Ghost Venerable, nodded, "The underworld is the chassis of the Houtu Niangniang, that Yang Chan took the initiative to send the Baolian Lantern to the door, and he can't let ......it go."

"The Leader ...... Wise"

On the ground, seeing that those ghost things were about to rise up and devour, suddenly, a black light vibrated from all around, and it was visible to the naked eye that all those ghost things turned into flying ashes and dissipated.

"Chan'er be careful!" The moment she knew who the master behind the Northern Ghost King was, Ren Qinglian was on guard, so when the Netherworld Ghost Venerable mobilized the power of the tomb protection array, she protected Yang Chan. Soon, the two of them felt that the world was spinning and they came to a catacomb.