Chapter 157: Spirit Lord Yin

The sudden appearance of the white light immediately overshadowed the light emitted by the dark black spirit bead.

This frightened Zhang Yan a lot, and when he saw the appearance of the light group clearly, he secretly eased up.

Ever since he was in the misty jungle and penetrated into the dantian by this white light cluster, Zhang Yan has always been haunted.

It's just that after that, seeing that this light group has been spinning around the top of the dantian, and there is no abnormality, Zhang Yan simply put it down and doesn't pay attention to it anymore.

Unexpectedly, in this realm now, there will suddenly be an abnormality and fly out of the dantian.

Zhang Yan was about to think about how to deal with this light group, intending to prevent the other party from flying back into his dantian again, but he didn't want the white light group to **** out, without any stagnation, and suddenly submerged into the spirit bead in his hand.

Zhang Yan was stunned on the spot, and inexplicably looked at the spirit bead in the palm of his left hand.

Sure enough, after the white light cluster was submerged in the spirit bead for less than two breaths, the originally rough and pitted surface of the spirit bead immediately changed.

I saw that the vague and rough dents on the spirit bead suddenly crackled and shattered, like a bird about to break out of its shell, and the surface layer shattered inch by inch, and pieces of small black crystals shook and fell to the ground.

After the rough surface of the potted crystal blocks fell, the spirit bead that appeared in Zhang Yan's palm had already turned into a black gem shining with a dark black glow, deep and charming, eye-catching.

This is?

Zhang Yan's mouth opened slightly, looking extremely shocked.

"Ah...... Senior brother, who is this?"

A chilling scream came from the dark black spirit bead, if someone who didn't know inside heard it, they thought that the woman of a good family had been subjected to gangsters and was being raped.

However, Zhang Yan heard that this was Zhu Jizi's sissy accent that made people listen to the cold.

Zhang Yan was thinking about what was happening inside the spirit bead, but an unfamiliar voice came again.

"Hey, who are you? It's also a spirit slave, and you actually retain your spiritual wisdom, are you a spirit master?"

A light voice, after Zhu Jizi screamed, came slowly, and there was a sense of freedom in the words.

Zhang Yan was almost stunned, but an outsider actually appeared in the spirit bead, and suddenly his divine sense was released and infiltrated into the spirit bead.

I saw that opposite Zhu Jizi, an elegant young man in a white robe appeared, with neat black hair tied up high, clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, looking extremely handsome.

At this moment, the young man was holding a folding fan in his right hand, gently tapping the palm of his left hand, frowning, his face full of doubts, walking around looking at Zhu Jizi, who was dressed like a woman, as if he wanted to see what he worked hard to achieve.

"Division...... Senior brother, who is this?"

Zhu Jizi was now full of horror, trembling all over, and looked extremely frightened, and when he saw a wisp of Zhang Yan's divine sense appear, he immediately screamed again.

Zhu Jizi screamed again like this, and the young man standing opposite frowned even deeper, and a cold look appeared on his face, looking extremely uncomfortable.

It's no wonder that Zhu Jizi is afraid, the moment Zhang Yan's divine sense entered the spirit bead, he immediately sensed a spiritual pressure released from the young man's body, although the other party's cultivation seemed to be only at the beginning of the foundation building period, but that kind of divine soul pressure was the most powerful existence of the monk's divine soul that Zhang Yan had come into contact with at present, except for Xuan Yuanzi.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly remembered the little operator brother in Beiyuan Mountain, the young man who was always full of confidence all day long, and he was so thoughtful about everything, he was also so white-clothed and black-haired, so elegant and handsome, and so folding a fan in his hand.

Moreover, Senior Brother Xiao Operator also saved his life in Luoshan City, only the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, just one in his hand, he was able to block the attack of the monks in the Foundation Building Period, how envious and surprised Zhang Yan was at that time.

However, thinking of the scene of sacrificing the Blood Demon Baby, Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of the Tiger on Tuesday, and was slightly silent in his heart, sighed softly, and stopped his wandering thoughts.

"Master!"

The elegant young man in white seemed to sense Zhang Yan's existence, suddenly turned around, bowed respectfully to the top of the spirit bead, and spoke.

Zhang Yan's words that he was about to speak were stopped by the other party's voice, and he asked in amazement, "Are you the white light cluster, why do you call me the master?"

"Back to the master's words, in the lower yin, it is one of the main spirits of the spirit bead. Because Yin Kui has become the spirit slave of the Netherworld Pearl, he naturally recognizes you as his master. ”

Yin Kui held the folding fan in both hands, saluted Zhang Yan again, and replied respectfully.

"What is the Lord's Spirit?"

Zhang Yan turned to look at Zhu Jizi and asked suspiciously.

Zhu Jizi's face was dazed, his red lips opened lightly, and he said, "Since Jizi entered the Thousand Spirits Sect for so long, he hasn't heard anything about the main spirit. ”

Zhang Yan looked at Yin Kui and said, "Maybe we are at the bottom, and it's not strange that we don't know the spirit master, but just now you said that my spirit bead book ghost bead?"

"To put it bluntly, the spirit master is the existence of the countless spirit slaves in the spirit bead who fight and command, and lead, and Yin Kui is the spirit master who belongs to the battle. ”

Yin Kui spoke slowly, and said slowly, coupled with that handsome and elegant appearance, it made people feel like a spring breeze, and he couldn't afford to feel the slightest evil, and then said: "As for the matter of the master and this spirit slave knowing the spirit master of the Dao, it is because even the spirit beads of those old monsters who have cultivated to the realm of the Yuan Infant in the Thousand Spirits Sect rarely have the existence of the spirit master, and it is normal for you to not know the Dao." The non-attribute spirit bead that the master is using now is the Netherworld Bead, which comes from the Ancient Tower. ”

"Wait!"

Zhang Yan's words revealed surprise, stopped the other party, and after pondering for a long time, his eyes froze, and he suddenly said coldly: "What's going on with that white light cluster? If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will definitely spare no effort to kill you, Zhang doesn't want to have any threat to himself!"

Zhang Yan was so surprised, and he suddenly recalled the scene where the little operator strangely turned into a blood domain in the blood refining, and now he has no one to make him fully believe except for the virtual yuanzi, and then thinking of the appearance of the tiger on Tuesday who died, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and his words suddenly turned cold.

When the self-proclaimed Yin Kui young man heard this, he was slowly silent for a long time, as if sensing the changes in Zhang Yan's mood, and only after a long time did he reply: "The master wants to kill me now, but it's just a matter of thought. That white light cluster is exactly the Yin Kui, I don't know if the master still remembers the picture of a middle-aged man killing the ancient fierce spirit Han Qi Shen Nian in Zhihai before?"

"Of course I remember, those scenes were so real, I thought I was going to be gone!"

After Yin Kui mentioned this, Zhang Yan thought back to the scene of the middle-aged man fighting the ancient divine beast Han Qi alone, but he suddenly came back to his senses and said in amazement: "You said that Han Qi is just a divine thought?"

"It's not Hanqi's divine thoughts, but just a projection of the fierce spirit's divine thoughts. ”

Yin Kui shook his head, and suddenly sighed slightly: "That is an existence whose strength is comparable to that of an ancient divine beast, not to mention that the true body cannot come here, even if it is just a divine thought that breaks through the boundary, let alone the Thousand Spirits Sect, even if it is other ancient peerless families and alliance sects that are more powerful than my Thousand Spirits Sect, they will be wiped out." ”

Zhang Yan's face was shocked, listening to these gloomy words, he could no longer imagine the power of the real ancient divine beast fierce spirit.

And behind the gloom is a secret that many people have not known.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was an ancestor of the Thousand Spirits Sect thousands of years ago.

At that time, it was in the chaotic times of the immortal cultivation world, and all kinds of ancient demon beasts emerged one after another.

The Netherworld was also in turmoil, when this Ancestor killed a Dark Wind Tiger who led hundreds of millions of demon beasts into the Thousand Spirits Sect.

But I don't want the Dark Wind Tiger to be the only ancient relic left in this realm by Han Qi for many billions of years, and the people of the demon clan spread the news and were informed by Han Qi, so they cast a projection of divine thoughts, wanting to destroy the Thousand Spirits Sect.

Speaking of this, Yin Kui's face showed a slight sadness, and he sighed and said: "In order to save the Thousand Spirits Sect, the ancestor did his best to sacrifice himself, and he died together with the projection of the divine thoughts. At that time, the thousands of barren mountain souls that were extracted by the Ancestor were the ones who were commanded by Yin Kui to attack the projection of the Han Zhu Divine Mind after entering the Spirit Bead Sacrifice Practice. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yan thought for a while, frowned and said, "The moment the ancestor of the Thousand Spirits Sect blew himself up, Zhang Mouke clearly saw three light clusters shooting out from there, one of which was you?"

"Answer the master, it is Yin Kui. Yin Kui saw that Zhang Yan believed a little, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"When you were in the Misty Jungle, the gray smoke that swirled above the ruined cemetery, could it be you?"

At this time, Zhang Yan recalled the gray smoke that made him creepy when he first entered the misty jungle, and couldn't help asking.

"Those gray smoke were just released by the monks who had strayed into the misty jungle to hide their eyes and ears. Yin Kui nodded slightly and replied.

"Do you know that there was another person who appeared in the ruined cemetery at that time? That person is now the elder of the inner gate of the Thousand Spirits Sect, and Zhang Mou also offended him fiercely at that time. Zhang Yan thought of the Soul Devouring Real Man, and he felt uncomfortable, and he had a threat hanging in his heart all day long, and he was always uncomfortable, frowning and continuing: "Why didn't you choose him at that time?"

"That old fellow is not qualified enough for me to confess the Lord. Yin Kui suddenly raised his head proudly and said solemnly, "As for recognizing you as the master, it is also because of that thing in your dantian." Although Yin Kui still doesn't know what it is, Yin Kui can sense that it is an existence in the future that even the Ancestor can hardly match!"

Zhang Yan finally understood now, it turned out that the other party was penetrated because of the Dao Infant in his body, and he couldn't help but shake his head secretly with a wry smile, his qualifications have always been really not enough for the other party to take a look.

Later, after Yin Kui's recounting, Zhang Yan realized that the ruined cemetery in the Misty Jungle was actually an altar, which was deliberately left behind by the ancestor of the Thousand Spirits Sect, in order to make it a hidden place for Yin Kui after his death.