Uncrowned Evil Emperor

King Qin Guang's Hall is very large. From the stone bridge to the main hall, to the inner hall, it has covered a huge area in the hinterland of this mountain. As they go deeper, everyone knows that the Qin Guang King's Hall is actually hollowed out. Built on the belly of a mountain, this place is ten thousand zhang deep from the real ground, that is, the top of the mountain. If it is not searched all the way, it will basically not be discovered by anyone.

It is rumored that the soul race likes to live in the abyss, and it is true, because the closer to the ground, the stronger the yin energy, which is more conducive to cultivation.

Along the way, although everyone was worried, they were also shocked by the depth, breadth, and size of Qin Guangwang Palace. If it were not for danger, these people would probably have to visit it in depth before giving up.

But right now, obviously not many people have the feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Qinguangwang Palace is divided into 36 halls and 87 corridors. The underground palace is complex and changeable, like a huge maze.

Under the leadership of Qiu Yinshu, the crowd walked through the hall and temple, and finally walked out from a small path in the back hall to the hinterland of the mountain, and finally came to a stone slope on the back of the mountain.

Appearing from the underground palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although the palace of King Qinguang is luxuriously decorated, it is not as good as the air outside, especially the bottom of Sanmingyuan itself is full of gloomy winds, and the palace of King Qinguang is even more gloomy. The atmosphere is rampant, but in comparison, the outside is still fresh and pleasant.

It's just that when they reached the stone slope, everyone's mood improved for a while, and then they were overwhelmed by the dense bushes under the hillside.

It is not a big forest, full of sprawling fangs and claws. Although it is not as tall as the two ghost claws at the entrance of Qin Guangwang Palace, hundreds or thousands of locust trees gather together, which is even more impressive. Like countless skeleton hands sticking out of the soil...

The evil wind reverberated, wild ghosts howled, and the cold wind passed through the gaps in the crowns, making a whimpering and creepy wind sound...

The hairs of everyone who listened stood on end...

At first glance, there will be some traces of villages in the densely packed locust trees, small thatched cottages, dilapidated houses, unattended carriages, low buildings made of broken boards and adobe, and long white roads. Mantle... No matter how you look at it, Bufeng Village is a lost village from a distance to a close view...

There is a faint smell of moss and damp in the air, although it is not strong, it can be smelled clearly.

In fact, Bufeng Village is no different from ordinary villages, but what makes people vigilant is that there is a huge black cloud gathered for no reason in the sky above that village.

This black cloud hovers over the top of the canopy group, messy but not scattered, sometimes gathering and sometimes loosening, like a huge elastic black cotton candy.

Black threads and white air, like a cloud, evaporated from the ground and floated into the air. This scene is not surprising, but it is filled with an unspeakable depression.

Especially when those unknown black threads and white air penetrated into the black clouds, the distorted grimaces would show fierce and ferocious faces from time to time, making everyone's hearts feel as if they had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Standing on the hillside, Qiu Yinshu did not continue to move forward, instead he called Ling Xi, and asked everyone to wait, after he gave a few words, everyone saw Ling Xi leave, after about half a stick of incense, Ling Xi A large number of men in black were driven out from Qin Guangwang Palace.

These black-clothed men came out one by one with an extremely long rope connected end to end like corpses in Xiangxi. They walked for half an hour before they all came out. When they counted carefully, they were horrified. There were more than 300 people. people.

Everyone looked puzzled and asked one after another: "Master Qiu, what is this for?"

Qiu Yinshu didn't answer, and waved his hand at Ling Xi. Ling Xi took out a black whip and slapped one of the men in black, making a crisp cracking sound, and immediately mumbling something, Then, three hundred men in black walked slowly towards Bufeng Village at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Qiu Yinshu explained the confusion for everyone: "There are countless ghosts and ghosts in Bufeng Village. We alone will be greatly hindered. I will send these three hundred masterless soul puppets down first, so as to attract them to some extent. The gaze of the evil spirits and ghosts can also give us a way."

Everyone's expressions were distorted. These are three hundred soul puppets. It's nothing to treat them as puppets, but everyone knows that they were all practitioners of Hongtu Dashi during their lifetime. , Presumably in the past, his hands were often stained with blood.

Seeing some signs of nausea from the crowd, Qiu Yinshu chuckled and said indifferently: "I know that everyone has a lot of misunderstandings about our clan, but that's the case with the soul clan. Before Qiu took action, he had already lost his soul consciousness and consciousness, I just don't want to waste it."

Everyone laughed and didn't say anything, but they basically didn't agree with Qiu Yinshu's explanation.

Human death is like a lamp being extinguished. It is not cruel for him to find the corpse and refine it into a soul puppet, and then go to fight for everyone. Is this not a waste?

That's all.

Although they disagree with Qiu Yinshu's argument, at such a juncture, no one is willing to argue with Qiu Yinshu in terms of morality and humanity, let alone Feng Jueyu, because there are still four souls standing behind him. Puppet, although one of his friends is helpless, but there is no difference in meaning.

"Xuan Zhong, if I let Huang Tianjue and Ah Da Ah Er Ah San also go down, will something happen?"

Xuanzhong has a unique perception of the original spirituality. Feng Jueyu still believes in him. After all, the Yin energy here is still a hundred times that of the Burial Soul Tomb. If Huang Tianjue can absorb more wronged souls through Bufeng Village It is also a good thing to refine two souls and six souls through this.

Xuan Zhong was silent for a while, before saying: "The Yin Qi here is unimaginable, but you can give it a try, after all, as long as you don't die, they won't cause too many problems, but be careful, I heard Qiu Yin Shu talk about red blood. The ghost in red twitched his brows three times, which means that the ghost in red is very powerful, just don't encounter him."

Feng Jueyu nodded secretly, then smiled and said, "Since that's the case, there are a few soul puppets here, so let them go down and help."

As he spoke, he shook a few ghost iron locks, let go of his hands, Ah Da Ah Er Ah San cleared the way, and rushed towards Bufeng Village with Huang Tianjue.

Now these three soul puppets and Huang Tianjue have a special connection with his colorful consciousness, so Feng Jueyu is not afraid of them getting lost.

Seeing Feng Jueyu release four soul puppets, Qiu Yinshu was a little taken aback: "Brother Feng is a member of the soul clan?"

He didn't think Feng Jueyu looked like a cultivator of the soul clan, so he asked.

Feng Jueyu hadn't answered yet, but Zhao Wudi took it over with a haha: "No, brother Qiu, don't underestimate brother Feng, brother Feng is the only master among us who cultivates spiritual powers by himself, his body of the five elements can Cultivate the Dharma Gate of any family or branch."

"The body of the five elements?"

Most of the people around did not recognize Feng Jueyu. Because of this, after hearing Zhao Wudi's introduction, everyone looked at Feng Jueyu in disbelief. Other people's cultivation is a big taboo, I'm afraid they will swarm up to Feng Jueyu to ask his cultivation.

Qiu Yinshu's expression changed inexplicably, and immediately returned to normal. During this process, even Feng Jueyu didn't notice the change in Qiu Yinshu's expression.

Qiu Yinshu sighed: "Chou has lost his eyesight. I didn't expect Brother Feng to be a master of self-cultivation of spiritual power and supernatural power." He said this, as if he was deliberately controlling his emotions, faintly turning his back on his back.

Feng Jueyu didn't notice it at all, he just greeted and said: "Brother Qiu praises you, this self-cultivation spiritual power is not as superior as you imagine." He sighed slightly.

Everyone understands how difficult it is to self-cultivate spiritual powers. Not to mention the five original divine powers, even two cannot be combined into one body to achieve great success. It is countless times that of ordinary people, and not everyone can practice the origin of the five elements to perfection, so everyone didn't think that Feng Jueyu was so brilliant.

But in fact, they didn't know that Feng Jueyu's body of the five elements and the divine power of the five elements are not strong or weak at all. The powerful existence and the unity of the five elements can make Liuhe Jue unrivaled.

This is Feng Jueyu's personal secret, there is no need to mention it.

And his exclamation also expressed the bitterness of the cultivation of the body of the five elements. Everyone had misunderstandings and doubts, but no matter what, they didn't mention it again.

Ouyang Chenhang coughed twice, interrupted: "Brother Qiu, everyone is ready, let's go down." As he said, he gave Feng Jueyu a meaningful look.

The meaning of this glance is hard to tell, but no matter how you look at it, Feng Jueyu feels uncomfortable.

Qiu Yinshu nodded, greeted him, and led the people down the hillside.

Zhou Jinshan draped Feng Jueyu's shoulders, his face became colder: "Ouyang Chenhang is narrow-minded, Seventh Master, please be careful."

Feng Jueyu nodded slightly. In fact, he could also see that there was some jealousy in Ouyang Chenhang's eyes, and sometimes, jealousy can distort people's minds. There are many dangers.

While talking, the crowd followed all the way, but the eldest grandson Jiangxue stopped Feng Jueyu at some point, and whispered: "Brother Feng, I think there is something wrong with this Qiu Yin book, so be careful in everything."

"Chou Yin Book?"

If grandson Jiangxue said there was something wrong with Ouyang Chenhang, Feng Jueyu wouldn't feel anything, but when it comes to Qiu Yinshu, this guy has always been very sincere, how could grandson Jiangxue feel this way.

Feng Jueyu lowered his voice and said, "Why did senior grandson say that?"

Changsun Jiangxue didn't look sideways, looked at Qiu Yinshu's back and shook his head, said: "It's hard to say, anyway, I think he has a lot of things that he hasn't explained."