Chapter 1018 Bone Soul Circle

Under the mountains, Tu Yunhu's eyes were cold and he looked up at the unmoved Hou Tongyi Nian.

"What are you going to know?"

Tu Yunhu asked straight to the point.

"Your Majesty the King of Hell is the second prince of the King of Hell. What kind of fairy does not want? Why are you so interested in a ghost slave singer? I want to ask first, and then express my thoughts."

"Haha! How could this prince have any thoughts about a female slave, the Jurchen, but I must get what the one-eyed dog wants! But what does this have to do with you? Do you want to help me?"

"That's natural, otherwise at this time, I won't go back to the barracks to have a beautiful dream, and what will you do in this night wind?"

"Oh! What are the conditions?" Tu Yunhu suddenly became calm.

"There is no conditions. I am like you. I feel very uncomfortable when I look at Duyou's arrogant look today. If this makes the crying Gumo duel ten days later, he will win Yuelan again, then will we still have a status in his eyes from now on? Everything must be changed. When he is proud, we cannot make us unable to sleep or eat forever!

I counted on my fingers and we have been bullied by him for millions of years. To be honest, I have had enough of it and it is becoming increasingly unbearable. What I said to you today was not a whim, but I thought about it for a long time before I spoke to you. Because I know that you hate him just like me!"

"I love to hear these words. But I am not a stingy person. As long as you help me get Yuelan, just talk about whatever you want. I don't ask what I want, and I can promise you now."

"Well! Wang is indeed domineering and generous, but I always say it, and the word "loyalty, faith, and friendship". I just said that there is no condition, but there is no condition. Wanshihou helped you to establish an alliance with you, and you will never be greedy for anything outside. Please don't misunderstand me."

"Since that's the case, how will Wanshihou help me?" Tu Yunhu's tone gradually slowed down.

"Assassinate Du You! He died, not just Yue Lan is yours. Now the royal family of Mingdu is incompetent and unruly. The old emperor is decadent, except Du You, no one will succeed him. If Du You dies, Mingdu will naturally be in chaos. According to the laws and regulations of the law of the universe, your father, the soul-enjoying King of Hell, has the right to force him to abdicate and give way to the wise. And you will naturally sit on the throne of the Prince of the Ming."

When saying these words, the Hou Tong of Wanshi was shaking every word for every word, and every word trembled the soul of Tu Yunhu. The slaughter of the lonely world was changed, and such thoughts had been lingering in Tu Yunhu's heart for many tens of thousands of years, but he could not make up his mind.

Now that the other party was talking to his heart, Tu Yunhu couldn't help but feel excited, but he calmed down after a moment. Assassination of Du You would be a joke! If the matter fails and the matter is exposed, wouldn't it be the end of the whole family being killed?

Besides, the other party is an old fox, and he is playing tricks with him here. He turns around and complains to Mingdu for his crime of assassinating the Prince of Mingdu. Wouldn't he seek death?

Hearing this, Tu Yunhu thought a lot in his mind, and then said in a cold tone: "It is better for Wanshihou to take back what he said just now. My soul-enjoying family has always been loyal to the royal family, and the dispute between me and Duyou is just a personal struggle for intention, and will never involve a country that can be empty in my heart."

"Haha! I have always thought that the cloud slaughter and the sky were domineering, and that I would never kill the martial arts. Sooner or later, I would have made a chaotic universe. But now it seems that it really disappoints me.

A thought of success will lead to the owl of the ages! A thought of hesitation and carrying the butcher knife! The king's nephew has thought that Du You has always hated you. If he ascended the throne of the Emperor of the Underworld, what will happen to you and your father and uncle? You are a smart person, you should think about it. In fact, you two either you die or I die, it is just a matter of time. I hope to think carefully. Well, since I have met someone sincerely, I blame me for being a clumsy! Goodbye!"

Wanshi Hou Tongyi laughed out loud, feeling a little sad, then turned his horse's head and slowly walked towards another slope of the ridge. His long ghost shadow was left under the green moonlight.

"If Wanshihou is sincere, can you dare to follow me to the big tent in our army to discuss in detail?" Just as Wanshihou Tongyi's figure was about to be submerged behind the ridge, Tu Yunhu shouted loudly.

Not long after, the two ghosts appeared again, whipped together, and ran in the same direction.

At this moment, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen were pressed on the horse's back by two ghost cavalry, face down. The two ghost cavalry were not responsible for the two of them's life or death. Following the team, they were speeding like lightning in the underworld hell.

"San brother! What's your trick? Isn't it good for us to break into the Japanese military camp? Why should we suffer this crime? Oh! My bones are almost dispersed."

Song Zhen lay on the back of the Nether Horse, with white bones and chains tied outside his body, and he couldn't move. He let the Nether Horse rush and bump. The feeling was really bad, and he replied in a voice.

"The fourth brother is holding on. Although we suffer a little, we can stay in the military camp and get more situations. Once we get familiar with the situation here, we can get out at any time.

Do you still remember what they said they would fight for Yuelan in crying Gumo in ten days? I wonder if Yuelan was the one who said Yuelan in his lifetime. If we look for opportunities to find her, we will get a lot of situations."

"I hope yes, I used to think that the little ghosts in the Netherworld Hell are all trembling people under our cultivators' magical tools. But here is the difference between Taoist ghosts and souls. What we call killing demons and eliminating demons is the souls of some beasts and birds returning to the world, or people they possess.

The real ghosts are very powerful. If we hadn't had the Blood Chifeng given by our parents, we wouldn't have killed them at all. Look at the most ordinary ghosts, they are even more powerful than our cultivators' Dan-King Stage. The strength of the Crown Prince Du You is simply unimaginable. It's hard for us to deal with it now.

By the way, I have never understood that since there are twenty-four Yin and Yang Realms that can be connected with the five humans, why do you need the Earth Gate? You said that the demons and ghosts in the Netherworld Hell are going to break into the human world, and just find an exit from the Yin and Yang Realm, why do you have to show off at the Earth Gate?"

In order to divert attention, Song Zhen suffered less and chatted with Liu Qianlang without saying anything.

"I have thought about this, and although I can't figure it out, it feels like it is easier for me to reach the place where the ground gate is located, than to find the twenty-four Yin and Yang realms.

For example, if we fail to find the five-dimensional Circle and find the secrets of the five Netherworld Halls in the five humans, we have not discovered the problem of ghost sound waves for no reason. I believe we will never come here. By the same token, the existence outside the ghost clan inside cannot get out.

As for the ability of souls like Yuelan to come in, it was because the ghost messengers who detained them did. Those ghost messengers originally belonged here, and naturally had a unique way to enter and exit the Yin and Yang realm."

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Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen said a lot of things that made him confused. I don’t know how long it took, but the two felt cold and hungry, and their bodies were sore. Suddenly, their bodies were lighter and they were then heavily thrown to the ground.

The two looked up and saw a marching camp of thousands of miles in front of them. Countless military lamps made of white skulls were swaying, emitting snow-white lights, illuminating the camp like the daytime in the sun.

"Ye!Ye!"

Prince Duyou led the cavalry to roar and run, watching as he entered the marching camp.

The two ghost soldiers carrying Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen stopped cursing and kicked Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen off the horse, with their actions extremely wild and vicious.

Then, the two evil spirits, whether they were Liu Qianlang, Song Zhen, or on their faces, had a few whips, and they were lying on the ground.

"Ah! You niggs! How damn ill-ethical!"

Song Zhen and Liu Qianlang were not prepared at all and were suddenly slapped. The ghost whip was originally a soul-killing person. Even if something illusory soul was sucked, the soul felt unbearable pain, let alone sucking on the body of the two.

The two of them felt a pain like scraping their bones in an instant, and a cold breath was so cold that they were as if they were dead. They quickly activated the protective energy and did not feel any pain again.

Suddenly, the two of them instinctively bounced up, and Song Zhen cursed.

However, the two evil ghost soldiers ignored Song Zhen and poked out their dark ghost claws. With a move back, the white bone chains on the two people were automatically released like snakes, and then they entered their palms.

Then he stared at the two of them fiercely, and one of them roared: "Stay honestly in Guinutan. If you dare to escape, you will disperse your soul into 108,000 pieces, so that you will never have the chance to form a huge syntheses!"

Then he stretched out a ghost finger and drew a circle around the two of them. Then, he jumped onto the underworld horse and roared towards the military camp.

"What is this?"

Song Zhen looked down and saw a white bone aperture appeared under his feet. He went anywhere. No matter where he was, his feet were within this aperture. However, except for the awkwardness, he did not feel any special.

There was something under his feet, and there was one under his third brother Liu Qianlang. Song Zhen asked Liu Qianlang in surprise.

"I don't know, it's probably something like the shackles of Fan Shi. If you put us in, you're afraid we will run away." Liu Qianlang glanced at the white bone halo under his feet and replied casually.

Then I looked around and found that there were simple tents made of white bones everywhere, many of which were thousands of. Tens of thousands of feet ahead of my sight was an endless sea of ​​ghosts, and the sea water was grayish-white. From a distance, the part of the ghost sea in my sight seemed to be half a white plate buckled there.

The gray sea is quiet at this moment, and there is almost no sound of waves hitting the coast. The lonely barracks and these white bone tents are on the beach, tens of thousands of feet apart, one is magnificent and tidy, and the other is as desolate as a cemetery.

When the two ghost cavalry entered the gate of the ghost army camp, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen immediately heard a rustling sound of dragging the ground, which came from behind.

The two turned around and saw more than a dozen soul-tongued figures coming out of the dozens of white bone tents around them, including men and women, all of whom were human beings, and there was a white circle of light under their feet.

They were disheveled with hair and haggard, but their eyes were full of kindness. They walked towards the two step by step, moving very slowly, unable to lift their feet, but just dragging them hard on the ground.

Seeing the appearance of people on earth, even though they were souls, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen immediately felt warm and quickly came forward. Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen quickly saluted, and Liu Qianlang said, "My brother and I were caught here for no reason, I have disturbed you."

"Oh! I'm here and I'm talking about disturbing you, but I'm sorry for this place, and you two have suffered more. Go, kid! Build a shack for yourself, and this will be your eternal home in the future. Remember, the bone soul ring under your feet, don't think about picking them off. Every time you think about it, you will be able to get a thousand pounds, and you won't be able to stand it!"

An old man with messy white hair and thin hair looked at Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen, and said in a hoarse voice. Then he turned around and coughed toward the white bone tent not far away.

The dozen people beside him also kindly reminded the two of them and left. Their movements were so slow that they came and went, and deep traces of ghost soil were dragged out from the ground.

"Old man, we are also ghosts, why are we so kind to us?" Liu Qianlang felt very strange. He and Song Zhen were obviously ghost bodies, so why did they not look surprised at him and Song Zhen at all? So he asked.

"Oh! Which real ghost will fall into this place? You must have the same soul as us in the Ghost Realm. After successfully practicing the ghost-shaped magical power, you will turn into this shape.

It won’t take long. They use the soul-transforming whip to beat you every day. When all your ghost-shaped magic and underworld power are pulled out, they will be the same as us. There are many people here who used to be the same as you. Build a tent and go to bed. In a while, they will be beaten to go to the Cultivation City, Demon City or Demon City."

The white-haired and thin old man moved slowly under the ghost moon, sighing in a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!