Supreme Lingshen

A world where there is only night, and in this world, those unjust souls and wild ghosts, as mortals say, are everywhere here. 【26nbsp;】

And this is also the only place where mortals can enter reincarnation.The underworld is under the control of King Yama, and there are eighteen levels of hell above the underworld, and each level of hell has a hell king.

The ghosts in the [-]th floor of hell are all evil ghosts, and in the [-]th floor of hell, they have to suffer enough torture for tens of millions of years before they can enter reincarnation.

And here, if you want to enter reincarnation, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.The ghosts here, they don't stay here for thousands of years, but there is no time limit, because they have to take care of this place, so they are worse than ghosts.

Therefore, because these ghosts have some kind of intention, there has never been a ghost here for hundreds of millions of years.

It's not that the ghosts don't want to go out, but that the ghosts don't let them go out. Everywhere, there are existences where the strong respect and the weak prey on the strong.

The desire here is stronger than other places, and ghost messengers usually turn into ghost cultivators. After cultivating to a certain level, they can regain their physical bodies.

But at this time, in an inconspicuous corner of Yincao Difu, there suddenly appeared a war sword, a pagoda, and nine beads of twelve colors.

In the underworld, the biggest thing under Yama is black and white impermanence, bull-headed and horse-faced.

A hundred meters away from those strange things, a bull-headed monster said to a horse-faced man, "It's true, King Yama, we just finished our work and called us here again."

"Bull head, do you know what we're here for? King Yama said he wanted us to find something, but we've been looking for it for so long, and we haven't found a single ghost. That's the thing." The horse-faced monster said.

These two monsters are the bull-headed and horse-faced creatures of the underworld, and they are the famous emissaries of the underworld.

"Horse face, let's look for it patiently! Otherwise, if the adults get angry, we will suffer." The minotaur said.

As the bull head and horse face said, the two walked a hundred meters away. The two of the bull head and horse face looked at a battle armor, a pagoda, and a few beads of twelve colors in front of them. As expected, there are really a few things here.”

"Stop talking nonsense, put it away and go back quickly!" Ma Mian gave a bull's head a look, and picked up the battle sword in his hand, but felt that the battle sword in his hand looked very hot. What he was afraid of was the fire, and the sword was very hot, so Ma Mian threw out the sword and cursed: "Damn, it's so hot."

Just as Niutou was about to get the pagoda on the ground, he saw that Ma Mian had dropped his armor and looked angry, so he asked, "Ma Mian, what's the matter?"

"Bull head, this thing is not a thing from the underworld." Ma Mian said in surprise.

"What?" The monster-like expression on the bull's head also revealed a look of shock, and suddenly dissipated, saying: "Let's find the adults to come and have a look!"

"Okay! Since this broken sword has burned my hand, I have to take revenge first." Ma Mian said, just kicking the armor, and the next moment a loud scream sounded, "Bull head, let's go .”

After the bull head and horse face left, an illusory old man came out of the battle armor, his fingers were shining with golden light, and an illusory shadow flew out from the nine twelve-color beads of the pagoda. The old man looked at the illusory shadow and sighed. : "Hey! Young Master Ling! I can only help you reshape the Yuanshen Soul Orb, the rest is up to you."

As the old man said, he condensed the eleven shadows together, and then shouted: "Soul union."

These eleven shadows are Ling Feng's incomplete Yuanshen body, and the old man is Xuanyuan Huangdi. When the eleven shadows gather together, they become a humanoid man in black robe, and then Xuanyuan Huangdi shoots with a black ray of light from the palm of his hand. On the body of the black-robed man, but the figure of the black-robed man disappeared bit by bit, and finally disappeared, leaving only a twelve-color bead.

Twelve colored beads fell to the ground, and Xuanyuan Huangdi returned the Batian Sword.And Ling Feng's consciousness also came back to life, but some memories disappeared.

Ordinary people only have seven souls and six souls, but Ling Feng has seven souls and six souls, plus five souls and seven souls.

After Ling Feng woke up, he didn't know why he came here, but he did know who he was, but most of his memories disappeared.

"We must go back." This voice kept ringing in Ling Feng's conscious mind in the twelve series of soul orbs.

"Go back? Go back there? Why did you come here, Young Master?" When Ling Feng just remembered this, his head ached. Although most of the memories disappeared, all the memories of Ling Feng's cultivation were still there.

Ling Feng's magic consciousness was not damaged. After looking at his situation, "***, there are only seven souls and six souls left, and five souls and seven souls are missing. Only by finding them can I recover." memory."

When the magic consciousness swept to Yan Luodian, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face suddenly asked in surprise: "Who is it? Why is the spiritual consciousness so powerful?"

The King of Yama in the underworld is only at the level of the Mahayana period.

At this moment, a monster with the head of a bull and the face of a horse walked into the Hall of Yama. The middle-aged man was dressed in a black robe. He was the King of Yama, the ruler of the underworld.

King Yan Luo looked at the bull-headed and horse-faced approaching, and asked, "You have found what this king wants."

Ma Mian said: "My lord, we found it. It's just a battle armor, a pagoda, and nine beads. It's just that these things don't seem to be from the underworld, they should be from the underworld."

Yan Luowang's face changed drastically, and he called out: "Quick, take me to see it."

Niutou Mamian didn't expect King Yan Luo to be so anxious, and Ling Feng didn't move where Ling Feng was lying, because he already knew that this was the underworld. Dead.

And Ling Feng also knew that his primordial spirit had been severely injured, and a large part of his memory was incomplete. According to Ling Feng's guess, it was very likely that during the war, he would go somewhere and destroy his physical body, and then his primordial spirit would be destroyed. also affected.It's just that in Ling Feng's current memory, there is still a palace, and he doesn't know where to go.

After a cup of tea, a middle-aged man, a bull-headed monster, and a horse-faced monster walked over within Ling Feng's sense of consciousness. Just looking at the middle-aged man's familiar appearance, he checked his memory. , found out that this guy is King Yama who the earth said is in charge of the power of life and death reincarnation, but Ling Feng also knows that there is no Jade Emperor in this place.

As for the two monsters behind King Yama, they should be bull-headed and horse-faced.

King Yama came over and found what Ma Mian said. He quickly picked up the pagoda and detected it with his spiritual sense, but he couldn't get in. King Yama guessed in his heart, is it because the master is not dead, or is this magic weapon weird? .

Ling Feng didn't have a good impression of King Yan Luo. First, Ling Feng knew that his cultivation base had reached the early stage of Demon Lord, and he had also mastered the laws of the twelve lines. His strength was comparable to that of the god-man stage.Second, everyone has desires, and this King Yama is no exception. Now that he picks up his magic weapon and looks at it again and again, it is obvious that he has a greedy heart.

What's more, Ling Feng now knows that Yama's strength is only at the Mahayana stage. Although the Mahayana stage is very strong, there is no way to survive under the attack of Ling Feng and other demon masters. It's just that Ling Feng is now I don't want to mess with the King Yama.Because the hell kings of the [-]th floor of hell are all powerful, and the strength of the hell kings is all in the cultivation base of Hades.

A bright light flashed in Yan Luowang's eyes, and he said calmly: "These things are treasures, although they may come from the underworld, put them away!"

Ma Mian said helplessly: "My lord, this thing is a thing of the underworld, we only have the cultivation base of the transcending tribulation period, so we can't take it away."

"Then the king will come in person!" King Yan Luo said, holding the beads of twelve colors in his hand, and said puzzledly: "Why do these beads have twelve colors?"

"My lord, according to the records of Yangjian cultivation, a color should represent a kind of attribute." Niutou said.

"This king also knows this." King Yan Luo said, trying to put the twelve colored beads into his storage magic weapon, but he couldn't put them in no matter what, "Bull head and horse face, what's going on."

Ma Mian looked at the twelve colored beads and said, "It's possible that these beads have spirituality, so they can't be collected."

"Spirituality? Could it be that this is a spiritual thing." King Yama said, his face was very excited.

King Yama couldn't afford to keep the twelve-color beads, so he put the beads in his pocket. Generally, ghost cultivators can cultivate a body as long as they reach the body-fit stage.

Yama stared at the battle armor, the pagoda and the nine twelve-color beads again, "Why are there nine identical beads?"

"I don't know either." The bull head and horse face said in unison.

"Bull-headed and horse-faced, didn't you say there are only nine of them?" Yan Luowang stared at the bull-headed horse's face with wide-eyed eyes, as if he was about to shave the two of them alive.

"My lord, what we saw before was indeed only nine!" Ma Mian said affirmatively, and he also wondered why there was one more.

"My lord, what Ma Mian said is right, there are indeed only nine, it's just that there will be an extra one at some point." Niutou said seriously.

King Yan Luo saw that the two of them didn't seem to be lying to him, so he said warmly: "Forget it, let's have one more!" Just now, he suspected that these two guys wanted to take one for themselves, so he hid it for himself. .

But after thinking about it, it doesn't make sense, because if you want to hide the bull's head and horse face, you should hide it.

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