Chapter 99 Soul Lighting...

Before the judge and the others recovered from this sudden incident, they saw a long whip rolled towards the ghost face like a poisonous snake, and the soul-suppressing whip was indeed wrapped around the ghost face's neck incomparably.

The whip "hu" raised a fierce wind, and it hurt people's faces. The ghost on the side felt that they had been slapped in the face by the group, and the place exposed in the air was hot, invariably the same. She turned her face away.

The bitterness in the judge's heart is about to spit out - Da Feng's actions are becoming more and more impossible to ignore, but now all the forces have chosen to retreat.

All those who have reached the level of ancient secrets who can know about the Great Seal of the Later Earth are either old demons who have been around for thousands of years, and have already become the leader of a clan, or have experienced thousands of calamities and become a true fruit and live the same life as a celestial body.

Five hundred years ago, when Dafeng showed signs of loosening for the first time, the underworld took the lead and brought together various forces to discuss this matter together. The righteousness is awe-inspiring, and the people open their mouths and shut up the world, and they all express that they want to saddle the front and the rear, and they will never give up.

But after the battle at the top of Kunlun Mountain, these people seemed to have negotiated and disappeared collectively.

They are all practitioners, and they all know that this is not a very majestic and promising thing. Cultivation is an incomparably long process. You have to experience difficulties and dangers that others can't imagine, and loneliness that others can't understand. I have better innate aptitudes. Even if it is one of a million, this is not enough, no matter how good the talent is, no matter how hard you work the day after tomorrow, if you lack a bit of luck, you will eventually succeed.

If it wasn't for the damage to the big seal, the head of the underworld was the brunt of the brunt and had to stand up, then the judge asked himself - how far he felt he must hide, not to mention that he was a small judge, the king of the Ten Halls, they dared to see the beheading The soul envoys hold their own identity and do not care about them, and do not know how many small actions, but if they really get rid of it, which one dares to stand up and face the ghost king?

Not to mention that yīn-yang, moody ghost face.

The judge looked complicated, and his eyes fell on Zhao Yunlan—probably only before the shattering of the Great Desolation, those real innate gods and demons had such a big hand and such a mind that did not care about death.

...even if he is only a mortal now, he dares to stretch his whip and strangle the ghost king's neck without any scruples.

The judge felt a little uncomfortable for a while. It was difficult for him to understand such a life-and-death pride, and it was difficult to imagine the kind of moths flying into the flames, even though millions of people were gone, and it was even more difficult for them to reach the wild past when they created the world and fearless.

Forget about Kunlun Jun, who has disappeared in reincarnation, but the man in front of him is clearly just a slick mortal, so why does he dare not be afraid or panic? Could it be that he has already lost the authority and power of the Great Desolate Mountain Saint, can he just rely on a soul that has been purified countless times by reincarnation?

At the last moment, Shen Wei folded his fingers together, the white light in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the chaos just now was completely swallowed up. Then, his body suddenly twitched violently, and the ice pick inserted in his chest suddenly appeared black like silk threads. The thread, in the blink of an eye, was like a huge silkworm cocoon, wrapping his entire being inside.

The ghost face was holding the corner of the ice pick with one hand, and the other hand stuffed it in just before the Soul Requiem whip wrapped around his neck.

Then in the air, looking at the mortals below, felt that there was a fire in the man's eyes that was even more scorching than the soul fire that ignited the entire disrespectful place.

"If the soul-suppressing order hadn't been damaged," the ghost-face's voice was hoarse and broken under Zhao Yunlan's long whip that tried to strangle him alive, "my neck may have been ripped off by you now, tsk tsk, what a pity……"

Zhao Yunlan almost squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Let go, let him go."

The ghost looked at him with a blank expression: "He and I are both ghost kings. Even though the circumstances and temperaments are different, I still don't want to hurt him. It is he who has driven me to nowhere. If you want someone, you can do it. , take the soul-suppressing lamp instead."

Zhao Yunlan turned a deaf ear to this kind of condition similar to "replacing hostages", and his handsome eyebrows suddenly showed some kind of extremely quiet gloom: "Then I advise you, if you are smart enough, you'd better give me a cone too. , or I will keep you from being born forever."

After listening to the ghost face, he was silent for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "If it is Kunlun-kun, even if I give up my life today, I will never let you live alone. As for..."

His body shook violently, and the soul whip that had lost the protection of Shenmu shattered into countless knots in an instant, Zhao Yunlan's palm was shaken with a bloodstain that almost saw bone, and he let go: "My commander, you, Alas... I am grateful to you for borrowing the grace of fire, and being influenced by him, I have no choice... I really like you a little bit, so it's okay to keep you."

After the ghost face finished speaking, with a sharp laughter, the black mist rose, and in an instant, he and Shen Wei, who was surrounded by black cocoons, disappeared at the same time.

Zhao Yunlan stood there for a long time, his palms were almost covered with blood, and the judge finally couldn't help clearing his throat: "Lord, you..."

Zhao Yunlan was suddenly awakened by his voice. He raised his head very slowly and glanced at him. The corners of his eyes flew up, with an indescribable ominous red color. His dark pupils were frighteningly deep. He gently licked the wound on his palm with his hand, the upper eyelid looked extremely deep, and the thick eyelashes cast an invisible shadow in his eyeballs.

The judge shivered instinctively.

"I need to trouble the judge." Zhao Yunlan said in a strangely calm voice, "Please take me to see the real reincarnation in the underworld."

For a while, the judge felt that he was a little strange. After a long time, the donkey lips did not say to the horse's mouth: "I, the villain thought that the Lord wanted to ask the soul lamp..."

"Soul Soul Lamp?" Zhao Yunlan raised his left eyebrow gently, as if shaking, and the fingers of his left hand unconsciously twisted the wound of his right hand, but after a while, the fingertips were already blushing, and there was such a momentary scene that the judge was frightened. He thought that what he was about to say was some frightening words, but Zhao Yunlan just kept his strange calmness, his eyelids drooped slightly, and in the end he didn't show a trace, just simply said, "Please Go ahead and lead the way."

"Zhao Chu!" A woman's voice suddenly came from behind. Zhao Yunlan didn't have to look back to know that it was Zhu Hong.

"Well," Zhao Yunlan didn't get angry, nor did he have a big reaction, but just seemed to respond casually, as if he had forgotten that he had dispatched Zhu Hong, and she came back privately despite the order, and then, Zhao Yunlan's footsteps After a while, "I met Chu Shuzhi and Daqing and asked them to continue looking for Lin Jing. I have something to do, so I will leave for a while."

Zhu Hong: "I'll go with you!"

Zhao Yunlan glanced at her expressionlessly: "No need, it's inconvenient to take you with me. Let's practice for a few more years, little snake."

Zhu Hong felt like a smoker: "Little snake? I'm a little snake? Then what are you? People as big as you are still chewing on their own eggshells! You mortal."

Zhao Yunlan didn't turn his head, but a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, almost inaudible like a whisper: "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Lin Jing, who was searched by everyone, was meditating with difficulty. He didn't know where he was. When he recovered his five senses and six senses, he found that he had been tied here, and behind him was a large stone with a strange shape. There is a tree next to him whose crown can't be seen, and the surrounding seems to be surrounded by water, but he himself seems to be in a large transparent cover and is not affected by the water.

Before and after him, left and right, all of them were strangely-shaped beasts... Some were typical beasts, some were more like people, and some were just a puddle of mud. Immediately triggered the intense phobia of a certain nervous man.

Lin Jing closed her eyes involuntarily and started chanting.

It's a pity that Lin Jing just started to read a few sentences, and unfortunately, Lin Jing found that the Buddhist scriptures seemed to anger the "neighbors" who were already staring at him. .

Lin Jing swallowed hard and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Then... what, I don't know that we have the discipline not to chant sutras. I'm not a good person, so I'll correct it immediately."

You animal closest to Lin Jing's eyes dimmed greedily, and couldn't help but took a step forward, raised the tip of his nose, and smelled the fresh flesh on the man's body.

Lin Jing cried and said, "I haven't showered for three days. This comrade should not be touched by indecent assault. Pay attention to his quality!"

The secluded animal suddenly opened its mouth at him and bit him in one bite. At this moment, another secluded animal that looked more like a human suddenly stretched out its hand and grabbed the back of the previous one who had dared to eat alone in public. Neck, wrinkled fingers twisted hard, and the lower one became a head-shaped wind chime in his hand, hanging there with a tinkling, dead.

The man who suddenly shot to kill his fellow clan screamed and tore off the entire ear of the corpse. He didn't even need to dip it in soy sauce and vinegar, he put it in his mouth and ate it.

Then it generously raised its hand and threw the corpse, and as if hearing the New Year's bell, countless secluded beasts rushed forward with enthusiasm, but within half a minute, the secluded beast just now had its skin and bones intact, and there was nothing left.

Lin Jing was stunned: "Ami... That Buddha, my Buddha is merciful, please pay attention to table manners."

The donors barked at him together, presumably trying to use him to practice good table manners.

"Okay, don't pay attention if you don't pay attention, you are free!"

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from a distance, and all the secluded beasts—the ghost clan were all quiet, and then it was like a thick fog carried away by the wind, and they were all scattered.

Lin Jing only felt a gust of wind blowing by her side, and then she slammed and was thrown from the air, nailed to the strange big tree next to her.

Four dark shackles were born from the big tree and fastened firmly. The man had a big ice pick three feet long in his mouth—it was really "nailed" to the tree, and for a moment , Lin Jing held his breath, he thought the man was dead.

At this moment, the man nailed to the tree suddenly opened his eyes.

His breath was trembling, but there was nothing on his face. Lin Jing exclaimed in surprise at this moment, "Mr. Shen!"

Shen Wei lowered his head and glanced at him without saying a word, but Lin Jing saw the cold sweat on his head, and his lips were as pale as white paper. Looking closely, his body was almost constantly shaking, but other than that, There was no sign of pain on his face.

Immediately after the ghost face fell, standing opposite Shen Wei, looking at him with a smile, after a while, the ghost face slowly raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.

Lin Jing sucked in a breath of cold air: "My merciful Buddha, quickly give this disciple a pair of glasses! These two or five eyes, why, how do they look like there are two Teacher Shen?"

However, if you look closely, the skin of "Mr. Shen" wearing a mask is even paler not normal white, it's so white that it looks like it has just climbed out of formalin, so she wears some kind of skin on her body. Indescribable temperament.

It seems to be indescribable resentment and yīn anger, so that Shen Wei's handsome facial features seem to become a painting skin hanging on a skeleton, the more beautiful it is, the more terrifying it is.

Lin Jing's eyes were so wide that she was about to fall out of the window, and she instantly decided that this shameless person later had plastic surgery according to their "leader's wife", and was obviously an ugly copycat!

I just heard the shanzhai goods speak slowly: "I'm a person who is nostalgic, but you are so tight, I really have to kill you, my brother."

When the ghost face said this, there was a strange brilliance in his eyes, as if he was both regretful and coveted - Shen Wei was the ghost king with him, not to mention that he was later sheltered by Kunlun Jun and had a godhead...

"If I devour you, do you think the entire seal will be broken by me?"

Shen Wei was nailed to the ancient tree of merit and virtue by him, and the pain was so painful that his whole body was sweating, but he opened his mouth and smiled mockingly: "Why, has the road of the Four Sages gone nowhere? What happened to the reincarnation sundial? Has it changed? turned into an ordinary stone?"

"It's you!"

The ghost face's eyelids vibrated violently a few times, and then he raised his hand and slapped Shen Wei's face. Shen Wei was beaten to the side by him, and he clenched his teeth too tightly, and suddenly rubbed the skin of his mouth. But he didn't realize it, he spit out the blood foam and laughed out loud: "The reincarnation sundial is born out of the three-life stone, and the three-life stone and the ancient tree of merit each hold one of the three souls and seven souls, and they are connected to each other through the souls of all things, only mountains and rivers. Cone yīn and yang are born together, self-contained, and can trap anything in the world—it’s not in vain that I used the mountain and river cone to lure you over, and I fell on you to chase the soul, and then you really lived up to the expectations and took out the big cauldron. Burning the merit pen in front of everyone, do you think I don't know that the most important bottom stone in the soul refining cauldron is the Sansheng stone? Where do you go to find the fragments of the Sansheng stone... You really know it without saying. When the merit pen was born , is the moment when I found the reincarnation sundial and nailed it in the mountain and river cone - otherwise you think, how did the big tripod fall into your hands so easily? I really think you are very lucky, someone will give you a pillow when you fall asleep ?"

"The Cone of Mountains and Rivers... Was the Cone of Mountains and Rivers in your hands from the beginning?"

"Don't you know the characters? Mountains and rivers, Kunlun is the beginning of the thirty-six mountains and rivers. I inherited the mountain sage, and I was originally connected to the 100,000 mountains. Why do I have to fight with you for this kind of thing... under my eyes. ?" Shen Wei's cold sweat poured into his mouth, and he pursed his lips indifferently, "Now, I think there may be one more thing, you also want to know - just now you used it to seduce and restrain me and let it out... ...Where did I put the wisp of chaos that was taken from yourself?"

The ghost's face turned blue and red for a while, and his expression was distorted almost hideously. Suddenly, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ice pick stuck in Shen Wei's chest. The blood had soaked through Shen Wei's robe, and the flesh and the front of the shirt were tightly adhered to it. At the same time, the man looked extremely awkward.

The ghost face twisted the ice pick in Shen Wei's chest for a while, but Shen Wei didn't make the scream he wanted to hear, but he was speechless.

"I don't want to know at all," the ghost face was breathing rapidly, leaning closer to Shen Wei's face, and said in a low voice, "I don't need to know anything, I can just let your efforts go, until you can't maintain the current situation. Human body, I can pull out the Kunlun tendons on your primordial spirit, and then swallow you one by one, from now on, there is only one ghost king in the world, and I am the real Heaven, Xia, Wu, Shuang."

Shen Wei was so in pain that he couldn't say a word, but there was a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, like saying to a ghost - you can try.

The ghost face raised his hand and pulled out half of the ice pick from his chest, and then inserted it again fiercely. Shen Wei's body spasmed violently, and finally fainted, and lowered his head and didn't move.

The ghost face didn't even look at Lin Jing, who was terrified, and strode away, disappearing into the endless darkness in a blink of an eye.