As Pei Ziqing and his group walked deeper into the mass grave, the more death energy around them became, the higher the probability of ghost fire appearing.

Fortunately, there is no mortal among these people. If an ordinary person comes here, they may die immediately. However, a group of ghosts are now feeling like fish in water and absorbing the rich yin energy here.

The deeper you go, the more messy bone fragments around you, the more tragic the battle situation seems, and the flat ground begins to become bumpy.

"Wow—Wow——" A rough and hoarse voice came from above the head, a group of crows flew through the air, and black and dry feathers fell from the sky one by one.

The dark and thick mist gradually rose and covered the front. Whispering crying came from all sides. From time to time, there were faint black shadows floating by. Even the moonlight in the sky gradually disappeared. These signs combined together could make people's scalp numb, and a cold sweat spread from the soles of their feet to the sky spirit cover.

However, when Pei Ziqing saw this scene, he was not surprised but happy. With these signs, it means that this place has become a small underworld. The ghosts that are difficult to survive in the outside world can continue here, which means that his guess is fine, and it is indeed a dark place.

Seeing the pale-faced lonely ghosts appearing, Pei Ziqing also felt a little curious in her heart.

After all, the Donghua Shinto system is extremely complete, and humans and ghosts have different paths, but not many ghosts can feast his eyes.

As for fear, the aura of these ghosts was like a candle in his eyes, which was extinguished as soon as it was blown. What's so scary?

When the ghosts with empty feet saw them, they looked like mice and cats, and quickly dodged away.

Not to mention that Pei Ziqing's Yin God among this group of people gradually had light shining out of his body in this environment, like glass, the surrounding ghosts were eroded as soon as they arrived, turning into the Qinglian Dharma Realm. Luo Zhu himself is a ghost and god, the master of this underworld realm. He is the weakest ghost soldiers, and they are all protected by divine power. How could these ordinary ghosts who have not yet entered the practice of cultivation be offended?

Just as they were about to approach this underworld, or the center of the battlefield, Luo Zhu, who was always leading the way, stopped, his eyes rolled, and said, "Brother, there is a big guy in front of him, with a hard head. He is not as easy to talk to as Xiao Luo."

"You don't have to worry about this. If you don't follow me, Huihui will be." Pei Ziqing turned around without looking back and said.

"Hmph—" Without getting the imagined reply, Luo Zhu snorted unhappily and grimaced at Pei Ziqing in front of him.

Pei Ziqing naturally saw the little movement behind him and just smiled.

Finally, they reached the center of the battlefield. A huge skeleton stood in the center of the battlefield, and even the white mist that had always been shrouded in had to retreat in front of the skeleton and dissipate.

The left half of the skeleton has been completely broken, with traces of a spear passing through the center of the sternum. The skull has not yet been completely corroded. A pair of empty eye sockets are staring forward. There are still several remaining soldiers' bones around the skeleton.

"After a lifetime of war, martyrs, it's a pity that they are outnumbered." Pei Ziqing looked at the skeleton in front of him and said. Luo Zhu and eight ghosts stood behind him, without saying a word.

Since she woke up from death, this skeleton has been fighting against her. I wonder what the ending will come next?

"Dong" the skeleton seemed to sense something. Two white flames suddenly lit up on the hollow eye sockets, and it seemed that there was real flame burning, which was breathtaking. A pressure spread around the skeleton as the center, and several skeletons around them gradually woke up.

The scattered bone pieces slowly condensed, closed, and then they were roughly condensed into a complete human form. The surrounding ghost soldiers were guarding them, and a layer of military energy blessed them. At this time, the skeleton seemed to have become stronger.

However, for Pei Ziqing, he was just an ant. How could an ant be different from that.

"Tell me, what is your choice? Surrender or destroy?" Pei Ziqing's eyes were filled with blue light, with no joy or sorrow, and his expression was indifferent. He spoke, his tone was not heavy, but it overshadowed all the sound of wind, birds, human voices and crying around him, echoing in this underworld like thunder.

A green lotus slowly descended behind him. With this green lotus as the center, it dyed the surrounding area into a green area. The soul that was as bright as glass gradually emitted light.

In his eyes, who was familiar with the method of looking at the qi, the Taoist had a ray of light rising into the sky, red and yellow, with green air in the middle, and a trace of purple air hanging down from the top, forming a shelter, which made people feel swaying and unable to control themselves.

Such a formation is not intended to fight against the skeleton in front of you, it would be too worthy of it.

Pei Ziqing's purpose is to analyze the mystery of this underworld domain, and to contrast with the Taoist texts in the Jade Butterfly, find the same places to prepare for the subsequent construction of the underworld domain.

"Bang--" The skeleton was forced to fall forward by huge pressure, took out the spear in front of his chest, stood on the ground, and persisted.

"I, Yu Fei, will never be a slave." Under this huge pressure, he tried his best to speak.

"Boom" an invisible flame burned on him, burning his soul, "Then turn into ashes."

In just a few blinks, there was not even the ashes left, and only a wisp of blue smoke remained on the spot.

Pei Ziqing just looked at it, triggering the three real fires, and then burned them to ashes.

He didn't care about this and then came to Luo Zhu.

"This...this" Luo Zhu was so scared that she was trembling with her hands, trembling and unable to control herself. It was not her fault. No matter who could see someone, she would feel scared when she saw an existence that could kill her.

"Do you want to enter my Taoist sect, Luo Zhu?" Pei Ziqing looked over and said, "The green light contained a huge deterrent force."

"Wish, of course." Although I don't know what the Taoist sect is, now, of course, the knowledgeable people of the times are the heroes.

A golden dot shot out from Pei Ziqing's palm, then came to Luo Zhu's body and wandered.

"Oh--" She took the light spot reluctantly with her little face. As soon as her hand touched the light spot, it immediately dispersed and flowed into the middle of her eyebrows. A series of knowledge about the divine way was passed down from it. Of course, this also contained the restrictions of the Taoist sect, which were used to restrain disciples.

As long as you don’t betray, it will not be harmful. You can also store a trace of your disciple’s soul to avoid harm. Of course, if you want to betray, the result can be imagined.

"Boom--" With the consent of Luo Zhu, the real master of the Underworld, the structure of this Underworld also became turbulent.

Although she could not manipulate this land on a large scale, Pei Ziqing's Taoist practice and realm were enough to perform some micro-work.

The land, stones, and even the ground were shaking and shaking everywhere.

Luo Zhu looked at this Netherworld and Pei Ziqing uneasy. This is the foundation of her survival. What if it breaks down? Woo, I feel so pitiful!

However, she sensed that this underworld domain had not been destroyed, but became more stable and perfect. However, although she was still the master of this area, she had an extra boss. However, no matter how much he did, she could not resist anyway.

After a long time, this new uterus should not be said to have gradually stabilized in this area of ​​the underworld.

At the same time, there are tens of thousands of miles away from this place, and in the center of this world, the largest tribe, the god worshipped by the Great Wilderness tribe, God was inexplicably restless. He felt it carefully, and seemed to be an illusion, and fell asleep in the temple again.
Chapter completed!