Chapter 265: Land of Wicked Souls

A few days later, the entrance to Xutian Palace was closed.

In the center of the hall, a teleportation array appeared out of thin air. Two elders from Xinggong went up to check it out. The silver-haired old man among them said loudly: "There is no problem with the teleportation array. Everyone, after entering, please remember to act according to your ability."

"That's all I've said, so you can take care of yourself!"

After saying that, the two set an example and stepped into the teleportation array one after another.

When the two disappeared, no one moved. The Yuan Ying trio of the Right Path first raised their hands to Xu Qingyang, and then stepped into the formation. The Demon Dao people also looked at Xu Qingyang, and Xu Qingyang turned around to say hello, with a half-smile on his lips. After stepping into the formation, the second batch of seven golden elixirs, plus Han Li, disappeared into the formation.

Ji Yin stood behind and snorted coldly, then whispered to a few people and then stepped into the formation.

After all the big guys entered, the remaining people were relieved and finally couldn't bear it anymore, scrambling to step into the teleportation until everyone teleported away, the teleportation array disappeared, and the hall was closed.

"The place of wronged souls!"

"That's right, it's right here. This is the first level of Xutian Palace..."

"It is said that this place can imprison the soul. Anyone who dies here cannot enter reincarnation. Over time, under the erosion of the underworld, they gradually become wronged souls and suffer eternal torment. Some remaining souls completely lose their minds and devour each other. In the end, an extremely powerful ghost was born, which is said to be the King of Ghosts..."

A man and a woman were chatting together, then suddenly stopped talking.

In front of them, a tall and burly man in black and gold silk robes was standing on the edge of the safety zone. He looked like he was exploring something, and his figure was very recognizable.

The two looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes.

Compared with those legendary ghost kings, it is obvious that the one in front of him is probably more terrifying than the ghost king.

Naturally, Xu Qingyang is wearing the black and gold silk robe. The clothes are specially made for him by the Sun and Moon Star Alliance. They are gorgeous, exuding majesty, and have a host of functions such as shrinking, keeping warm in winter and cool in summer, preventing dust and dirt, etc. Some of them were made by Xin Ruyin himself. He cherished them very much and wouldn't even wear them in a fight. After a while, two more people appeared behind them, one with a pure black cloak covering his face, and the other with a childlike face and white hair. The two also spotted Xu Qingyang immediately. The man in the cloak said nothing, and the old man tried to test him. Said: "Senior Xu, junior..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qingyang stretched out his hand to stop: "Let's go!"

As he stepped into the fog, the old man looked embarrassed, but also a little surprised. If he could follow this person, his safety would undoubtedly be guaranteed.

"This fellow Taoist, let's go together too!"

Ignoring the two men and women who arrived first, the old man extended an invitation to the cloaked man.

Unfortunately, the result was not good. The man in the cloak ignored him. Seeing Xu Qingyang's back disappeared, he immediately chose a direction and quickly entered the fog. This made the old man confused, and his eyes fell on the remaining two people, two juniors in the foundation building stage. He quickly showed a flattering look, and the old man didn't make any excuses and invited the two of them to go together.

In any case, the senior will not wait for them, so it is better to have more companions on the road.

The so-called place of wronged souls is full of dangers for Jindan monks. If you don't pay attention, you will die. But for Xu Qingyang, it is almost like taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

He walked and stopped all the way, aiming specifically towards the inside of the ghost pile.

In this place, there are some ghosts with special attributes that can be captured and retrained with his seven-headed soul-eating ghosts. This is a rare opportunity.

He had upgraded the original ghost weapon several times, but lacked the corresponding ghost materials. He walked leisurely for a long time, with great results. He caught a lot of big ghosts and little ghosts, and kept the general direction unchanged along the way. , often going around in circles, heading towards some special targets, which made the people following him confused, but they had to follow him.

Because following him is really easy.

Everywhere I walked, there was either nothing or debris on the ground.

The closest they came, a large number of green-faced and fanged zombies, as if on stimulants, surrounded the person in waves, and then they were like cutting wheat under the golden and red sword energy thrown out by the big boss. Such an understated scene left many people watching with fascination.

It’s nothing to take a long detour now, don’t think too much about it, just take it easy.

Xu Qingyang, who was walking in front, didn't mind if they hitched a ride. As they were strolling around, his ear curtains suddenly moved, and then he turned around and rushed into the fog.

The few people behind did not hesitate and immediately followed.

Anyway, no matter what lies ahead, they never think that this senior can't deal with it, even if they encounter the Ghost King.

With this idea in mind, they actually met the Ghost King. Sometimes like a woman crying, sometimes like a baby laughing, the white-haired old man following behind changed his face drastically, and exclaimed: "Hurry up and keep your mind, this is a ghost sound, a gifted ghost technique only possessed by a very small number of rare high-level ghosts. If you are not cultivated enough, please do not fall for this trick..."

While talking, he also practiced his skills and recited mantras, guarding his mind for fear of bad luck.

This haunting ghost sound is often hard to guard against. After being hit, the body will lose control, the blood and energy will flow backwards, and it will twist and dance uncontrollably, and eventually die of reverse bleeding.

It is said that some evil cultivators specialize in imitating this ghost technique and using it to torture enemies and traitors.

The old man was also a little worried about this. Although the senior was powerful, if he was too careless, he might be accidentally attacked. But now he wanted to remind him that it was too late and he could only pray silently. In his mind, the image was quite majestic. Xu someone was indeed tricked.

Unlike what the old man thought, Xu Qingyang did not dance, nor did his blood flow backwards.

The ghost sound sounded quite pleasant to his ears.

Feeling the active blood and qi in his body, Xu Qingyang's mind drifted away, and he thought of the transformation project of his own skills. He had imagined using external stimulation to practice before, but the effect was basically not good. This was the first time he encountered something that could obviously produce interactive forces on blood and qi.

"Catch it!"

Xu Qingyang's mind flashed, and he immediately made a decision.

He had the art of commanding ghosts, but he could catch little ghosts, but he lacked the tools to hold them, so he said to the shaky cloaked man in front of him: "Friend, do you have a magic tool to hold this thing..."

His words sounded like a life-saving straw to the cloaked man.

He was unlucky, and even drinking tea made his teeth ache. Out of some concerns, the cloaked man deliberately avoided Xu Qingyang before. As a result, he avoided it, but accidentally encountered this soul-catching flying spirit, which was also a good thing to restrain it, otherwise he would not have survived until now. When Xu Qingyang spoke, he controlled the hammer-shaped magic weapon to fight against the soul-catching flying spirit on one side, and on the other side, there was a small monkey the size of a palm, and a yellow light flew out from its nostrils.

With one roll, the surrounding Yaksha ghosts were swallowed into its stomach.

Hearing Xu Qingyang's words, the cloaked man's face changed rapidly under the mask, and finally said: "I have a top-level ghost flag that can subdue high-level ghosts, but I need to exhaust the ghost's ghost energy first and subdue it..."

Before he finished speaking, the golden red was dazzling.

Xu Qingyang swung a sword with overwhelming force, and the ghost fog parted like a wave, and the ghosts hiding in it suddenly lost their concealment.