The cry of the lonely soul was miserable, as if it contained a kind of sinful resentment.

Each one was extremely terrifying. One of them had only half a piece of body, with bones and flesh exposed. Another had his head cut off and his eyes fell on his face. The last one was covered in blood, with only the upper body, and the lower half of the blood dripping down...

Qin Yifan was so scared that he saw that his hair was standing up. He hid behind Huang Yirong and An Lingxi, seeking protection. They were both people in this world of immortal cultivation, and they had spiritual roots in their bodies. But they had no spiritual roots at all. If they were not allowed to stand in front, could they still be in front?

Bajie guessed that the two beauties would be scared in the terrifying underworld, and then sought Qin Yifan's protection. Unexpectedly, the facts were exactly the opposite of his imagination.

An Lingxi is a peak immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He has seen more monsters when he went out to practice. Although the image of a ghost is indeed much more terrifying than that of a monster, he is not scared to scream.

As long as Huang Yirong feels that she may be able to beat the other party, she will not be afraid.

On the contrary, Qin Yifan, who had never seen a ghost in his previous life, suddenly saw such a terrifying thing. He felt very uncomfortable and almost vomited. Fortunately, he often exercised and could barely resist the churning of his stomach.

"These lonely ghosts all died in vain in their previous lives, so they all had deep resentment. If they could not be eliminated, they wandered around this boundless underworld." An Lingxi said.

"I heard that every ghost is escorted by a ghost messenger." Huang Yirong said, "These ghosts must have never forgotten the hatred in their previous lives and escaped from the ghost messenger."

"They would rather not be reincarnated than remember the hatred of their previous lives!" An Lingxi said, "If there were no wizards in the Yang world recalling them, they would have to wander in these three places that were not cared forever. Some were caught in the city of deceased death, and some were caught to be ghost slaves of the demons in the underworld."

The three lonely ghosts suddenly smelled the breath of a stranger, just like a person who had been hungry for several years, suddenly smelled the smell of sweet bread, and rushed towards the three of them desperately.

"Yirong, my fairy technique is not effective against ghosts, so I am mainly responsible for protecting Mr. Qin. The sounds made by your double hammers seem to be very scared by the ghosts, so the battle here is mainly based on you." An Lingxi said hurriedly.

"Okay!" Huang Yirong nodded solemnly.

An Lingxi made a sword finger mark with his right hand and drew a circle in the air. Suddenly, a fairy aura filled his body, forming a fairy aura protection cover, protecting Qin Yifan in it.

This fairy-like protective cover is very beautiful, emitting a green halo, and is dotted with plum blossoms. Qin Yifan seems to be able to smell a wisp of plum fragrance inside.

Although she knew in her heart that Qin Yifan was a powerful immortal and did not need protection at all. However, Qin Xianren liked to be a mortal and always wanted to act like a mortal.

"drink!"

Facing the three resentful ghosts attacked, Huang Yirong shouted and blew over with a hammer. The strong wind driven by the copper hammer was like the yin wind in hell.

The resentful ghosts here are not like the female ghost in the Pl's Temple, but the lonely souls and resentful ghosts here are all a mass of resentment that is most afraid of the wind.

The three resentful ghosts quickly dodged and avoided the strong wind. However, they were unwilling to give up the delicacies that had been delivered to their mouths and continued to pounce on them.

Huang Yirong hit each other with two hammers, making a deafening sound, and the three resentful ghosts were immediately dispelled. Their strength was definitely not as strong as Tiehui's mother. Tiehui's mother was blessed by the God of Plough, increased her cultivation for thousands of years, and also absorbed qi and blood for many years to obtain the body of zombies.

And the wild ghosts here definitely don’t have that kind of opportunity.

"I don't know where we should go." Qin Yifan said worriedly when he saw Huang Yirong defeating the three resentful ghosts and being safe for the time being.

"I don't know either, and I don't know the underworld either." Huang Yirong said.

After saying that, both of them looked at An Lingxi. "Don't look at me, although I am an immortal cultivator, my master is just a casual cultivator, so I don't know the geographical environment of the underworld." An Lingxi said.

"I have heard of some, but I don't know if it's right..." Qin Yifan searched in his mind about the underworld that he had heard in his previous life, and said, "It is rumored that there are many entrances and exits in the underworld, all connected to the Yin and Yang realms. The ghost messenger led the ghost into the underworld, and he walked in this place."

"The characteristic of this kind of place is that it has heavy yin energy and also has yang energy. There is also a big river nearby, which is the place to save ghosts and people."

"So that's how it is." Huang Yirong said.

"What Mr. Qin said must be right, so let's go find an exit." An Lingxi said. He thought to himself: Do you know so well about the underworld and pretend to be an ordinary person? I'm afraid it's not just the underworld, but your knowledge has already covered the three realms of heaven, earth, and man.

"It's easy to deal with with a goal, but this place is dark and sunny. In which direction should we go to find the so-called exit of the Yin and Yang realms?"

"We'll just walk in one direction, it's better than spinning around in place." Qin Yifan said.

The three of them continued to walk forward, and suddenly, with a squeaky sound of wind, attacking the three of them. In desperation, Huang Yirong hit the direction of the wind.

Bang!

A fire light emerged, and a monster stood in front of them. There were only white bones left in their bodies, and only two blood lights were emitted from their eyes. The body was huge, three or four meters high. The skeleton bones held a black weapon in their hands, and black air was shining on them.

"It's the skeleton demon soldier!"

An Lingxi exclaimed: "It is said that the skeleton demon soldiers are guarding some underworld demons. The underworld is boundless and is hundreds of thousands of times larger than the world of immortal cultivation in the world in the world. There are many places where even the emperor of the Netherworld cannot be controlled. The judge of the ghost messenger dares to step in casually."

"In these three no-council areas, there are many ten thousand-year-old demon kings, thousand-year-old blood demons, and thousand-son ghost mothers. They each occupy their own territory and become overlords. In their territory, they have raised many demon soldiers, demon generals, ghost slaves, and live a free life that cannot be controlled by heaven and earth."

"A skeleton demon soldier appeared here, which means that we may have stepped into the territory of a ten thousand-year-old demon, a ten thousand-year-old ghost."

A ten thousand-year-old devil? A ten thousand-year-old ghost!?

Qin Yifan heard this and his heart thumped. Huang Yirong and An Lingxi, who are like the ten thousand-year-old demons and ten thousand-year-old ghosts, must not be the opponents...

On the other hand, Huang Yirong and the skeleton demon soldiers were in full swing.

Every time the skeleton demon soldier cut out, there was boundless black air, and at the same time emitted a two or three-meter-long sword light. The black air was the breath of the underworld, and the sword light was also blood light.
Chapter completed!