In the purgatory, the yin energy was filled with blood-colored lights.

Around the mountains of knives, sea of ​​fire, and oil pan!

The Nigami King's face became more and more gloomy.

"Brother Yang Xuan, where is the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain?" At this time, the Ghost King said in a low voice.

"I've been blown away by my soul." Yang Xuan spoke.

Hearing this, the Nigami King nodded, and then looked at the many ghosts in the four directions that were fixed in the distance and could not move.

"What should we do with these people?"

"Take all of them back to the underworld and hand them over to the judge to deal with them. Some of these people are innocent and some are guilty. I believe that the judge of our underworld will be able to see everything."

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and flew out of the soul-suppressing tower in his hand.

A series of yin energy spread out from the Soul-Suppressing Tower, and then terrifying waves poured down from the Soul-Suppressing Tower, covering the entire purgatory.

A powerful force came, and the ghost soldiers were shocked, and then they were absorbed by the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

The entire purgatory was silent, and countless ghosts were imprisoned by the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

Then, the Nigami King and Hei Wuchang took action and destroyed the many sword mountains, seas of fire and oil pans in this purgatory.

In order not to alert the snake, they did not destroy this purgatory, but Yang Xuan took action to seal the place and set up a formation.

"Master Ghost, where are we going now?" At this time, the miserable ghost asked in a low voice with a sad face.

Fortunately, Yang Xuan was familiar with him, and he was not too afraid, but the two evil ghosts around him were too terrible.

Each face was darker than the other, which was daunting, especially the cold aura on his body, which made him tremble in his heart.

"Doerful ghost, do you still know there are purgatorys like the Ghost King of Ivory Mountain?" Yang Xuan turned around and looked at the Deerful ghost.

Hearing this, the miserable ghost changed his face and said hurriedly: "Ghost Master, I really don't know this. Even if it's this purgatory, the villain has only been here once."

When Yang Xuan heard this, he nodded and was about to leave.

"Ghost Master, although I don't know, I know how to find those purgatory."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan and the other two all flashed their eyes and suddenly looked at the miserable ghost, with a terrifying light bursting out in their eyes.

"Say!" said the nigger king.

The body of the miserable ghost trembled, and sighed in his heart, and then said respectfully: "A few ghost masters, as long as we pretend to be soul-catching ghosts and walk in the mountains with rich yin energy, we can find them."

"As long as you find those who have robbed souls, you can follow them to enter the major purgatory."

"This method is good!" Fan Wujiu praised.

"Thank you, Ghost Lord, for the praise."

"What a f*ck!" At this time, the nigger king curled his lips.

"Lao Hei, what do you mean?" Fan Wujiu asked.

"Ghost of miserable life, let me ask you, what if we can't find those soul robbers?"

"Even if we meet it, with our supreme power, will they dare to show their heads?"

"This... what Mr. Hei said was very true, but he didn't think clearly." The miserable ghost said sadly.

"No need to say it, I have my own way." At this time, Yang Xuan spoke.

"Brother Yang Xuan, what can I do?" Fan Wujiu spoke, and the three of them looked at Yang Xuan.

"Just follow me."

As he said that, Yang Xuan walked forward first.

There are many famous mountains in the Earth Immortal Realm, and all of these famous mountains are mountain gods.

Whether it is a mountain god or a land, it belongs to the underworld.

It was the underworld that relied on the merits of some dead souls to divide the treasures.

These mountain gods are not too strong, but they are godlike beings among mortals.

Some mountain temples and land temples are worshipped by these little gods.

They are incense from the world and protect their peace.

And they practiced by relying on these incense powers.

If the power of incense is cut off, the land of the mountain gods will become weaker day by day.

At this time, Yang Xuan and others came to a land temple.

The temple was dilapidated and almost collapsed, the incense was cut off, and even the statue of the Land God worshipped inside was almost collapsed.

"Brother Yang Xuan, what are you doing here?" Fan Wuxue and the Nigami King both showed surprise, not understanding why Yang Xuan had to come to a land temple where the incense was cut off.

"The God of Land and Mountain is a god worshipped by mortals in the world. It will not cut off the incense for no reason." Yang Xuan said.

"And this land temple has obviously not been incense for a long time, so there must be hidden information in it."

Yang Xuan said, stepping out and suddenly stepped in front of the temple gate.

"Land, come out!" Yang Xuan shouted loudly, with extraordinary power.

With his loud shout, a stream of blue smoke emerged in front of the Land Temple, and then the head of an old man with a beard emerged from the soil.

He looked around with his eyes, and when he saw Yang Xuan and the others, and the yin energy that was swept all over his body.

His face changed and he instantly drilled into the soil.

The four of them were stunned. The nigger king strode out, stretched out with one hand, and pulled it hard, and the old man was pulled out directly.

"Ghost Lord, please spare me." It was an old man, short, holding a crutch in his hand. At this time, he was held by the Nigami King and kicked his legs.

"Why do you run away when you see us?" The nigra king rolled all over his body and said in a low voice.

"Ghost Master, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The land struggled, but it was difficult to break free.

"Let him go." At this time, Yang Xuan's eyes were terrifying and he said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, the nigger king loosened his hand and the land fell to the ground.

"Land, let me ask you, why is your land temple so deserted?" Yang Xuan asked.

Hearing this, the land was obviously shocked. He looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Ghost Master, don't tease the little god. Isn't this exactly what you want to see?"

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, and a terrifying light burst out in his eyes. He stared at the land and said in a low voice: "What do we want to see?"

When Yang Xuan was staring, the land's body trembled significantly and felt huge pressure.

He looked at Yang Xuan with surprise and tremblingly, "You, you really don't know?"

"How can we know, you old man? If you have any grievances, say it, my underworld will stand up for you." At this time, Fan Wujiu shouted.

"The earth...the underworld?"

The land's face changed and he was shocked, "Are you ghost missions in the underworld?"

"right!"

"Oh, I'm scared to death. I thought you were ghost soldiers from the Earth Immortal Realm." The land patted his chest and said in fear.

"Bold, can the Earth Immortal Realm be called a ghost soldier? At most, it is called an evil ghost." The black ghost king said with a dark face.

"Yes, it's an evil ghost." The land quickly changed its words.

"Several ghost masters, I dare to ask you guys."

"Fan Wushu!"

"Nigga King!"

Fan Wuxue spoke with the Nigami King.

"It turned out to be two Yin Shuai Masters, I'm saved now." The Land Master was so excited that he almost cried.

"Don't cry and mourn, just say whatever you have." Fan Wujiu said in a grim face.

"Several ghosts, the little gods are the land in this area, protecting this land and water.

But a hundred years ago, there were frequent rebellious ghosts here, and even the souls of mortals were lost for no reason and died of unlawful death.

This frightened the mortals here. The little god went to investigate and was defeated by those little ghosts and was injured.

At this point, the mortals here lost their trust in the little god and no longer offered incense. Therefore, the little god became weaker and weaker. Later, there were fewer and fewer mortals here, and no one came to burn incense.

Even my land temple has no one repaired it, and it is almost collapsed."

The old land looked aggrieved and almost cried as he spoke.

Yang Xuan and his men's faces became gloomy. The little ghosts in the Earth Immortal Realm were too arrogant and even dared to attack the land in the underworld.

"Why don't you report this kind of thing to the underworld?" said the nigger king gloomy.

"Master Hei, it's not that the little god has never thought about it, but he can't get out at all. He was caught before he reached the gate of hell."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan's face turned completely gloomy.
To be continued...