Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 461
Those ghosts looked sinister and vicious, and seemed to be experiencing extremely painful things.

Seeing the ghosts biting him, Li Yiyi's eyes sank, his pure white sleeves twitched immediately, and the terrifying sword energy directly chopped off the ghosts biting him.

These ghosts did not pose any threat to him at all.

Li Yiyi had no idea how these ghosts came in through [Hell].

[Yellow Spring] not only has a terrible barrier effect on living beings, but also on dead things. These things should have been melted by [Yellow Spring] when they entered [Yellow Spring].

"Where the hell did this come from?" Li Yiyi frowned and looked at Zhusha.

In this place, Zhusha should be able to understand what happened.

Zhusha slowly looked at the bottom of the [Yellow Spring] river, his eyes sank slightly, "If you think about it, these are all resentful spirits coming towards you, you can see for yourself."

Li Yisheng came to the side of [Yellow Spring], lowered his head and looked down, his eyes suddenly focused.

I saw a dense crowd of resentful souls crazily crowded together, wanting to come here.

Those resentful souls are so densely packed that it makes one's scalp tingle just looking at them.

This reminded Li Yisheng of the scene when those Yin beasts besieged them during the Hundred Dynasties struggle for hegemony, it was exactly the same.

However, the latter is more permeable.

Countless resentful souls wanted to rush through the [Huangquan], but most of them were killed by the [Huangquan], and only a few were able to break through.

"He has already started to attack you. The current resentful souls are just the first batch." Zhusha said slowly.

It is conceivable that if Li Yisheng does not appear, he will be haunted by these resentful spirits, and sooner or later he will go crazy or become crazy.

The other party's purpose is very clear, that is to let these people die with hatred, but leave endless resentment, not only did not destroy their souls, but turned their souls into resentful souls, and took the initiative to seek death for Li Yisheng.

If a small number is okay, Li Yisheng is not afraid of threats at all. If there are too many, even Li Yisheng is unwilling to bear it.

"How many more of these things are there?" The century-old calm was broken, and Li Yisheng was surprisingly irritable. He was in a bad mood, and it seemed that the emotions that had been suppressed for a hundred years broke out at this moment.

Zhusha glanced at Li Yiyi in surprise, and said, "There are many, far more than you can imagine. Moreover, there are many times as many people as resentful souls dying and turning into resentful souls."

Hearing this, Li Yisheng lowered his eyes slightly, "So, he is nearby?"

Zhusha shook her head, "I didn't see him."

"Not seeing him doesn't mean he's not here." Li Yisheng's voice was a little cold, and he walked towards [Huangquan], "I'll go find him."

Seeing the resentful souls rushing towards his face one after another, Li Yisheng ruthlessly chopped them up one by one, making those resentful souls fly away.

"There are still a lot of people outside." Zhusha paused, "Most of them are ordinary people, what are you going to do?"

"I'm bearing grievances that I shouldn't have, and they shouldn't have come to me." Li Yisheng just said calmly.

"But they don't know." Zhusha whispered.

"Then let them die a worthy death." Li never looked back.

Zhusha shook her head slightly, she knew it would be like this, but she didn't stop it.

The original [Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land] has long since lost its appearance, except that [Yellow Spring] is still the same [Yellow Spring].

Around [Yellow Spring], there are huge pits at every distance, like huge valleys.

Those were the traces left by Huang Zhizun and the others when they fought against Gu Xuanming. Even the crack in the sky had not disappeared even after hundreds of years, and the terrifying air flow continued to flow out.

In the past, there were no traces of pitted valleys, but now they are full of people, and it can even be described as crowded.

Above those valleys, black-robed men with bronze masks on their faces looked indifferently, without the slightest emotion in their eyes, and even some twisted meaning was hidden in them.

In the valley, countless people cried and shouted frantically, and despair continued to spread.

They even trampled on the corpses under their feet, trying to climb up the valley and escape from this hellish Shura field.

It's a pity that every time they climb halfway, they will be caught by the people behind them, fall down, and so on.

Even if someone climbed to the highest place by chance and saw that the exit was within reach, he would still be kicked off by the man in black above, or killed by a burst of spiritual energy.

There were cries in the valley.

The helpless faces of old people, women, and children are so vivid, but there are too many such faces, and there is nothing special about them. Those people in black robes are all indifferent to this scene.

"If there is a god in this world, then the god is blind."

"If there are ghosts in this world, you are the one who should go to the eighteenth level of hell the most."

"Even if we die and turn into resentful souls, we will never let you go!"

Old people, children, people who were half dead, countless eyes fell on the man in white above the valley.

Those gazes were full of resentment, curse, and resentment.

If eyes could kill, the man in white would have died countless times.

The man in white on the valley faced these gazes without the slightest discomfort. He looked at the people in the valley below calmly and said with contempt, "If there is a god in this world, I am your god." .”

"If there are ghosts in this world, I will be the judge of Hades on the eighteenth floor of hell."

Countless noisy curses shook the sky and the earth, and the resentment towards Li Yisheng became more and more intense.

Especially under the magnification of the blessing of the formation to this kind of emotion, the meaning of the curse is more obvious.

The man in white seemed very satisfied with this scene, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he left with many men in black.

With the departure of the people from the Dark Palace, the mood in the valley became even more desperate. Countless people frantically climbed out towards the top of the valley with red eyes flashing bloodlust, even though their hands had already been torn apart by the rocks. A white bone, or a piece of flesh bitten off by the people below.

Because below them, the entire valley left with the people from the Dark Palace, and the crimson blood array had already been activated.

A series of bloodline runes were slowly outlined, exuding bursts of red light.

As long as they are engulfed by those red lights, countless people will go mad and die one after another.

Then one after another of resentful souls flew out from the bodies of those dead people, hideous and terrifying, only the face of the man in white was in his consciousness, calling Li Yisheng's name, flying out of the valley like a ghost, towards Li Yisheng Go in the direction where you are.

Looking around, everything that can be seen is a huge deep valley. Countless desperate faces turned into ghosts of resentment, flying out of the valley amidst the red light, the whole sky was covered by resentment, hoarse Shouting Li Yisheng's name in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)