Chapter 966 Immortal, Immortal, Never Survival

"Such terrifying power... Is this still the realm of the small heaven?" Shi Yuyan was completely dumbfounded, protected by Aunt Huang with a small golden shield, her eyes were dull.

Not only her, but the few who survived were all so shocked that their hearts seemed to be suffocated.

The entire Little Yama Hall was instantly wiped out, and a large pit more than ten feet deep appeared underground.

Yang Qingxuan frowned lightly. When this endless catastrophe was in Shura Dao, it directly blew up a bottomless tiankeng, but at this moment it only shattered the ground for more than ten feet, which shows how strong this small Yama Temple is.

All the ghosts have disappeared, and the ghost king is completely wiped out.

Yang Qingxuan adjusted his real energy slightly, turned his piercing eyes, and looked around. Suddenly the pupils shrunk, and a little golden glow shot out from the eyes.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and something exploded from the pit, which turned into golden light and fell into his hand. It was a key.

"This is the key that Xi Da said?"

The key is about seven inches long, golden all over, and feels very thick to the touch. There is a giant eye-like pattern on the key board, which is inlaid with precious stones. There are seven teeth on the handle of the key, which are of different lengths. golden light.

Yang Qingxuan didn't understand what the key was used for, so he took the star ring with just a flip of his hand.

He is in a bit of a dilemma now, the ghost king is dead, and the Little Yama Hall is gone, how should he leave this hell?

Turning around to look at the crowd, I found that everyone was still in shock and stunned.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Are you all okay?"

Only then did everyone come to their senses one by one, and the eyes they looked at him had become extremely awe-inspiring. Even Kuiying and Yanxue were full of fear, regretting their previous meanness.

Yang Qingxuan asked: "Now that the Little Yama Hall is gone, who knows how to leave this hell?"

Shi Yuyan stood up, looked at the pit that day in amazement, and said in shock: "How could this be? The little Yan Luo Temple is the center of the formation of the entire hell realm, and it is impossible to destroy it. It is gone now, and the entire hell realm may be destroyed." ..."

Yang Qingxuan is also proficient in formations, and immediately understood the key, and said in a voiceless voice: "You mean... the entire hell realm will be gone? What about the entire six realms?"

Shi Yuyan said: "It seems that you have also discovered the problem. I have read a lot of records about Yin Wudian, and I mentioned in an ancient book that this small six-path reincarnation array evolved from a trace of reincarnation energy to form six paths. The rings are intertwined and the situation is endless. If one of them is destroyed, the entire six formations will be destroyed."

Yang Qingxuan thought for a while, and said: "It's a good thing to destroy the six great formations, maybe you can directly enter the Yin Wu Palace."

Shi Yuyan smiled bitterly: "But it is also possible to disappear with this formation."

Everyone was shocked, and felt a sense of powerlessness for the next fate.

Suddenly, a deep and resentful voice came, sarcastically saying: "Without the power of the realm king, it is impossible to destroy the six great formations."

Shi Yuyan asked in shock: "Who are you?"

Yang Qingxuan also became vigilant, with a strange feeling in his heart.

Suddenly, a deep cold glow lit up on the ground, intertwining in the air into a strange scene, full of endless resentment.

In the cold light, a young figure slowly condensed, and then turned around, it turned out to be the ghost king.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, "You're not dead yet?!"

The Ghost King stared at him, with green lights in his eyes, and said coldly, "I won't die."

Beside him, those green lights and resentment, like lonely ghosts, wandered all over the sky, and there were more and more of them.

Shi Yuyan looked at the ground in amazement, "Could it be that down here..."

The ghost king lowered his head, glanced at her, and said: "It seems that you have already guessed that the little Yan Luo Temple is indeed the center of the formation. Its function is not only to shuttle within the six realms, but more importantly, it suppresses the formation of the formation. Countless resentful souls from hell."

Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Don't be complacent, I can kill you once, and I can also kill you a second time!"

The ghost king glanced at him contemptuously, and said with a sneer, "You didn't understand what I said. I just said that I will not die. What you killed was only the physical body I cultivated. My main body is these The resentful souls have been wandering in hell for countless years, and they are condensed. Unless all the resentful souls are rescued, I will be immortal."

Yang Qingxuan is stupid, so how can he fight this?

The ghost king raised his hand, pointed at him, and said coldly: "You have destroyed the Little Yama Hall, and now countless resentful souls will come out of hell and leave the six realms. spread."

Wu Ying said in shock: "Don't be alarmist, where do so many resentful souls come from here? Even if there are, they have been suppressed for millions of years, and their souls have long since disappeared."

The ghost king nodded and said: "It is true that a lot has dissipated, but the current number is enough to destroy the Black Sea. These people were all strong in the Black Sea before they were born, and they were killed by Gu Yao. At that time, the entire Black Sea was almost destroyed. How many, you can estimate for yourself. Later, Vera established the Six Paths, not to protect the Yin Wudian, but the biggest purpose is to guide and save these resentful souls."

The cold light transmitted from the surface continued to spread around.

The lonely and wild ghosts in the sky began to increase, and slowly melted out, as if they didn't have any consciousness, but were full of resentment.

The ghost king looked at the crowd mockingly, and said with a sneer, "Although the ghost generals are gone, it is easy for you to kill these resentful souls, but how many have you killed? The Black Sea creatures killed by Gu Yao back then, in the Black Sea More than half!"

Everyone was stunned, and those resentful spirits flew down, showing a hideous look, and they scattered with a slap.

But as the ghost king said, how much can they kill? How many creatures are more than half of the Black Sea?

Yang Qingxuan also felt that his heart was sinking continuously. Facing the strongest enemy, he still had the courage to fight, but this kind of endless killing made him fall into despair.

The Ghost King stared at him, stretched out his hand, and said coldly, "Give me back the key."

Yang Qingxuan said: "You can return it to you, and help us get out of here."

The ghost king withdrew his hand and said with a sneer: "Then you can keep it, you will eventually be swallowed by resentful souls one day, I will just wait slowly. Time is nothing to me."

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "Maybe what you said is right. If you are really immortal, there are still many ways to deal with you, such as..."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the same eerie ghostly aura spread from his palm.

Shi Yuyan and the others were startled and hurriedly dispersed. I saw ghosts crying and howling wolves coming from Yang Qingxuan's palm, a sinister ghost energy gushed out continuously, and a ghastly sword slowly transformed into in his hand.

Under the light of the green fire, Yang Qingxuan's face was as ferocious as a ghost king, and he sneered: "For example... refining you into a sword soul... so that you will never be reborn..."