"boom!"
Suddenly, a huge crack was opened by He Ping'an in Yin Chuankong's sea of consciousness. His soul was unstable, and his Yin Qi was turbulent and suddenly stopped.
The gray fog that protected Yin Chuankong lost its Yin Qi replenishment and immediately dissipated without a trace.
At the same time, Nanming Lihuo surged instantly, forming a huge fireball, wrapping Yinchuan Kong in it, and at the same time cutting off his connection with the fragments of the ancient book.
With a thought in He Pingan's mind, a huge spiritual palm fell from the sky, took the fireball into his hand, and then disappeared together with He Pingan.
Also disappearing at the same time was the endless Nanming Lihuo in the ancient book space.
Outside the ancient book, He Ping'an's body was standing there blankly, shaking slightly, and his soul returned to his body.
There was a small fireball burning brightly in his hand, and inside it was Sora Yinchuan's shrinking ghost body.
"Search for souls and capture souls!"
With a thought in He Ping'an's mind, powerful spiritual consciousness suddenly poured into the Yinchuan Kong Consciousness Sea.
Yin Chuankong resisted for a while and then completely despaired. Without the protection of Renshu, his cultivation at this time was completely different from that of He Pingan.
There is no way to stop He Ping'an from searching for souls.
After three breaths, when his spiritual consciousness returned, He Ping'an looked sternly, and with one hand, the fragments of the ancient book suddenly turned around and fell into his Dantian.
Then several more forbidden seals landed on the dantian, completely sealing the remains of the ancient book.
He Ping'an was still a little worried about this, and intended to control the ancient book fragments into the broken cauldron.
Unfortunately, he gave up soon, as the two seemed unable to accommodate each other.
After doing all this, He Ping'an's Turtle Breathing Technique, Xiaoyan Divine Number, and the Dark Spiritual Power of the Immortality Secret were all running at the same time, completely covering up his own aura.
He was still a step too late, Yin Chuankong had already done everything he needed to do.
At this moment, I saw a dark red netherworld passage slowly opening in the void.
Within the Netherworld Passage, among the endless whirlpools, an extremely huge gray eyeball slowly emerged from it.
Even the dark passage that seemed to be tens of thousands of feet wide seemed unable to completely pass through this gray eyeball.
Gray eyeballs without a trace of emotion looked down through the netherworld passage. They seemed to have no focus, but He Pingan felt a creepy feeling.
The Turtle Breath Technique and the Dark Spiritual Power of the Immortality Secret were operating at the same time, covering up all of his own aura.
"Uh-huh!"
The gray eyeballs searched to no avail. Countless gray lights suddenly burst out from the eyeballs, like sharp swords, passing through the Netherworld passage layer by layer, and fell silently to He Ping'an's hiding place.
The endless air of death spread away, and within three breaths, the land a hundred miles below, a hundred feet deep, turned into dead ashes in an instant like rotten wood in the gray light.
When the breeze blows, it floats away and flies all over the sky.
He Ping'an had previously chosen a desert of three to four hundred miles, but there were still some vegetation and animals here.
But after this gray light shone, in an instant, there was no life left in the land for hundreds of miles.
After ten breaths, the gray eyeball saw that there was no gain, and at the same time it seemed that the binding force of the interface was getting stronger and stronger.
The vortex reversed, and the dark red netherworld passage slowly closed.
The void returned to calm.
If He Pingan had not experienced it personally, he would not have believed that such a terrifying existence appeared in front of him just ten breaths ago.
As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it appears, just like a flash in the pan and then disappears.
He secretly estimated in his heart that it would be easy to destroy a place hundreds of miles away if he exerted all his strength.
But like this gray eyeball, even he couldn't completely turn this hundred-mile land into a dead place.
After another quarter of an hour, He Pingan removed the Turtle Breathing Technique and flew out from the ashes.
On his body, gray light and golden light intertwined, turning his body into gray for a while, and golden light for a while, chasing the gray light into the corner.
But this gray light is like a gangrene attached to the bone, and it will reappear in just a moment.
"This gray light is so difficult to deal with!"
He Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground, using his Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills at full power, but he could only drive the gray light to a corner of his body and seal it. It was extremely difficult to dispel it completely.
At this moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and Nanming Lihuo emerged from his hand, the fire bloomed, and he rushed directly towards the gray light.
"boom......"
Nanming Lihuo sensed that ray of gray light, and the fire suddenly exploded, burning fiercely, wrapping the gray light in it, and continuously burning it.
It wasn't until half an hour later that the gray light was completely swallowed up by Nanming Lihuo.
After swallowing this ray of gray light, Nanming Lihuo was like a little bird, cheering around He Pingan, as if to express its excitement.
And He Pingan also keenly discovered that Nanming Lihuo seemed to have become stronger after just swallowing a ray of gray light, and there was a trace of white dots in the red flame.
When he saw this scene, He Ping'an, who was still a little helpless against the deathly atmosphere of this hundred-mile land, suddenly felt something in his heart.
If the dead air of this hundred-mile land is not dealt with, it will turn this hundred-mile land into a forbidden land that no living creature can even approach.
Once a ray of deathly silence enters the body, without a first-level cultivation level, there is no way to survive.
But with Nanming Lihuo, which specializes in restraining evil spirits, it is possible to refine all these dead energy.
Nanming Lihuo will definitely become stronger again after devouring these dead energy.
Thinking of this, He Ping'an clicked with one hand, and Nanming Lihuo suddenly spread over a hundred miles of land, like a spark of fire starting a prairie fire, swallowing up all the dead energy.
Three hours later, all the lifeless energy in the Baili Land was swallowed up by the Nanming Lihuo.
He Ping'an felt that 20% of the red flame had turned into white. If all of it turned into pure white, it would be the real Nanming Lihuo.
...
He Ping'an searched for the soul of Yin Chuankong and already knew the origin of Yin Chuankong and what happened when Zhang Zhaojun died.
The Netherworld is the place where all living things are in charge. The Lord of the Netherworld is Houtu, and there are three ghosts and gods under his command, as well as several ghosts and immortals.
A hundred years ago, Hou Tu, the Lord of Netherworld, returned from outside. He was seriously injured and his original Yin Qi was completely dissipated. He bluntly said that great chaos would arise in Netherworld and that he would return to reincarnation.
At that time, Houtu seemed extremely anxious, and only the third-grade ghost Xiu Yinchuankong was left to assist the administrator.
Without having time to think about it, Hou Tu decided to hand the book to him and ask him to take him to the human world. After he was reincarnated, the book would have its own reminder, and then he could just hand the book to Hou Tu.
Unexpectedly, just when Hou Tu was explaining the matter of the book, Yin Changsheng, a ghost under his command, suddenly appeared, grabbed the corner of the book, and tried to take it away.
Houtu was seriously injured and could no longer suppress Yin Changsheng at this moment. At the critical moment, he activated his original magic power and split the human book into two halves. Then he directly slapped Yin Chuankong into the human world with a palm.
After Sora Yinchuan came to the human world, he carried half of the human book with him and waited for seventy years, but the human book did not give any prompts.
The final guess is that the person's book is incomplete and has changed, and may no longer be connected with the land of the past.
So he decided to refine Ren Shu to see if he could find traces of Hou Tu.
But after he refined the human book, he discovered that there was another world in the human book, which was rich in yin. For ghost cultivators, it was a holy land for cultivation.
When he entered the human world, his cultivation speed was obviously much faster. In just ten years, he went from the third level of ghost cultivation to the second level of ghost cultivation.
As the saying goes, time can tell a person's heart, and the same goes for ghosts.
As time went by, Renshu still failed to get in touch with Houtu, but Yinchuan Kong's mentality gradually changed.
The speed of cultivation increased, and there was no news from Hou Tu. Instead, he had already reached the middle stage of the second level with the help of human books. If given more time, it would not be difficult to enter the first level and enter the realm of ghosts and immortals.
Yinchuan Kong also discovered that human scripts can enslave and control the souls of the dead. If the souls are refined with human scripts, the souls will soon turn into ghost cultivators. And if they devour the ghost cultivators who have matured, Yinchuan Kong's cultivation level will be reduced. It will immediately rise a lot out of thin air.
Going round and round, it’s been more than ten years.
Finally, when the Yinchuan sky floated to Mian County, Hanning County, he couldn't help it anymore.
