Song levied the iron-smelting silver spear, silently came to Liu Cangda's side, and took the last treasure map. There was no joy of victory in his heart. As Liu Cangda said, he was actually relieved.

But Song Zheng will not go to the boring sadness of the spring and autumn, the root of all this tragedy is Tianhuo! He is also a member of the struggle, but everyone hurts each other.

He wants to live, and his mission is not only for himself, but also for those brothers and sisters who live and die together.

He was a little apologetic for killing Liu Cangda, but he never regretted it - if the winner was Liu Cangda, he must be the same.

Song Zheng looked at Jing Chuanbei, who was still lying on the ground, and the latter sighed, took out the treasure map from his arms and threw it to him: "If you have a kind heart, remember to leave one for me after you get that thing." ”

Song Zheng nodded: "If it succeeds, there will be one of you." ”

Ikawa North no longer dared to have other extravagant hopes. From the moment they pulled Song Zheng in, it was actually Song Zheng who was constantly trying to turn the tide.

If it weren't for Song Zheng, the first time they faced Li Zhanlou, they would have died.

This time, because he was dissatisfied with Song Zheng, he acted alone to defeat Liu Cangda, but he was subdued, and it was Song Zheng who rescued him.

He can propose to divide a white pear, which is already thick enough.

Song collected all the treasure maps and Lian Fang Yudou, and said to Jing Chuanbei: "Let's keep in touch with the next holy decree, the treasure hunt needs your contribution." ”

Ikawa Kita nodded hurriedly: "No problem." ”

Song Zheng took off Liu Cangda's mustard finger and put it in his arms, nodded towards Jingchuan North, and left the battlefield. Ikawa Kita also struggled and hurried away.

......

Liu Cangda is worthy of being the leader of the beast fighting cavalry, and compared with Song Zheng and the other big-headed soldiers, he is simply rich.

After Song Zheng went back, he opened his mustard finger, which was full of fourth-order and fifth-order miraculous medicines, all kinds of spirit runes, array rings, array piles, and many desolate beasts and insects materials, which were worth millions of yuan in jade.

Obviously, Liu Cangda was also always ready to be suddenly pulled into Shenyan Mountain by the Holy Decree, leaving no yuan jade, and exchanging all the money for supplies.

He sorted out these supplies and moved them into his own small cave world.

At the end of the day, a strange clay pot suddenly came out of the mountain of materials, only the size of a fist, with some traces of weathering on the surface, and a few cracks.

As soon as he took it in his hand and wanted to take a closer look, a chill seeped out from those cracks, and the surroundings suddenly became dark, a yin wind roared, and countless ghosts flew between the heavens and the earth, rushing down and roaring at him.

This kind of roar carries huge soul damage, if it weren't for the fact that Song Zheng had already reached the level of internal illumination, I am afraid that he would be unconscious on the spot.

Rao was like this, he also snorted, and two streaks of blood flowed from his nostrils.

He threw the clay pot aside with all his might, out of control, and the eerie sight around him was immediately retracted into the clay pot - the roars and roars of those ghosts were extremely unwilling, but they were still pulled back.

Song Zheng let out a breath, looked at the clay pot again, and immediately found that it had an obvious demon clan style on it.

"The treasure of the demon clan? It should be obtained by Liu Cangda in the Divine Ember Mountain. ”

There is no way to verify the specific origin, Liu Cangda is dead. But Song Zheng knew that there were many tribes in the demon clan that had this kind of soul secret method, which was extremely difficult to prevent and could hurt people invisibly.

He took a breath and ran the Ancient God Refining again, feeling much better. The spiritual secret method that Pan Feiyi found for him was really extraordinary.

He thought for a moment and asked for an iron order to forgive his soul.

After refining it himself and using it once, he could be considered to have a thorough understanding of this magic weapon. He also understood that Takayano didn't refine this magic weapon because he couldn't collect enough high-level souls, but because he didn't dare to use it.

The Iron Order of Forgiveness of Souls is actually a channel for the connection between the Yin Si Yamen and the world, once opened, the Yin officials can observe the world through this passage and detain the unjust ghosts who have escaped from the world.

Gu Yuanmen relied on these unjust ghosts to claim hegemony, and if they used the Iron Order of Soul Forgiveness, they would be the first to be unlucky.

I'm afraid that Takayano still thought about destroying this talisman, but I'm afraid he still had some scruples, and he didn't dare to do it because he was worried that he would be targeted by Yin Si.

Song Zheng lightly clicked, and the Iron Order of Soul Forgiveness was activated, and a faint layer of "mist" dispersed, opening a special portal.

Behind the portal, in the lobby of the Yin Si Yamen, officials perform their duties and are handling various official duties. However, there were terrible screams outside the hall, and it was obvious that the ghosts who had done evil in their lives were being tortured.

As soon as the Iron Order of Soul Forgiveness was activated, the officials immediately looked at it with dissatisfaction. The last time Song Zheng forcibly cut off contact, it really left a bad impression on them.

Even if it was through some kind of void, this kind of dissatisfied gaze was projected and fell on Song Zheng's body, which also made him feel extremely uncomfortable from the soul level, although it had not caused harm, but I am afraid it was just a matter of their thoughts.

Song Zheng cursed in his heart, no wonder Gao Yaye has never dared to use this treasure, these guys underground are too difficult to deal with.

Not to mention that they are the owners of the treasures, and they want to control them - they don't even have the slightest awareness of "cooperation", it is completely a feeling of looking down on all beings from above.

Song Zheng pouted secretly, okay, although these guys are not gods, they also have their own place in the heavenly strip, and people should indeed be like this.

He stepped forward, bowed and said, "Please have a division to handle official business." ”

As soon as he pointed to the crockpot on the ground, those officials immediately noticed it, and a flash of excitement flashed in their eyes.

But I don't know where the crockpot came from, it obviously looks full of cracks, and it can still withstand and not break after being whipped by this chain.

Bone ......

The crockpot was beaten and rolled aside, and a strange sound came from under the penis, as if mocking. The Yin Si messenger felt that his face was dull, and the chains rolled up the crockpot like a living snake into the air, and a mysterious rune appeared on the chain, and the edge burned with black fire from the netherworld, burning towards the crockpot.

This time, the crockpot could no longer bear it, cracked open, and flew out first, but it was a demonic aura, it rushed out, as if it wanted to escape, but was pulled back by the dark fire.

Those dark fires were extremely terrifying, as if they had an incomparable stickiness, and the demonic qi had already rushed out dozens of feet, but it was forcibly dragged back.

As soon as the flames burned, the demon qi practice screamed and showed its original form, it was a mass of demon souls that looked like apes, had faces like bats, and had sharp mouths and wide noses and big ears, and Song Zheng didn't know it, but the Yin officials were extremely happy after discovering this thing, and the dark fire skyrocketed, trapping it to death.

The demonic qi rushed out, and the ghosts in the crockpot were unrestrained, and they fled in all directions with a sigh, and there were extremely large numbers. But none of them managed to escape.

The chains were retracted, and with a thud they all swept down the netherworld.

Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was fortunate that he was cautious and did not deal with it rashly, otherwise he would probably be plotted by that demonic spirit! Even the Yin Division messenger was a little tricky to deal with, if this thing was hidden in a clay pot and attacked him, there was a chance that it would succeed!

After receiving the yin in the clay pot, the messengers seemed to have a better impression of him, and the messenger who had benefited looked at him a few times in the air, as if he was thinking about something, and finally raised his hand to the air, and Song Zheng saw a little dark fire sent from the portal.

The fire was as thin as a hair, and it fluttered in front of him and was about to drill into the center of his eyebrows.

Song Zheng was startled, and jumped to the side to dodge, but he didn't want to attract a dissatisfied reprimand from the messenger, although he couldn't understand what he was saying, but from the look of his expression, he was obviously blaming this kid for not knowing what to do.

Song Zheng was very puzzled: This is a hell fire, to get into his eyebrows, is it really a benefit? Not a punishment?

The messenger grumbled a few times, and his fingers were a little more empty, and the trace of hell fire fluttered for a moment, and flew towards him again. Seeing that he was in the center of his eyebrows, Song Zheng's heart became entangled: Do you want to believe the errand?

Although it is said that they already have their own place in the Heavenly Strip, the reputation of the Yin Si in the world has never been very good, in case ......

But looking at the look on the face of the messenger, if he "doesn't know what to dodge" again, I am afraid that he will take back this reward.

If it's really a great benefit, wouldn't my intestines be repentant?

He thought about it again and again, and thought of Tianhuo. The last time Tianhuo pulled himself back to the delay, it was probably because of the Yin Si involved.

He gritted his teeth and stood still.

The messenger nodded in satisfaction, and the flame flashed into Song Zheng's eyebrows. Song Zheng fell to the ground with a miserable scream, feeling that his soul seemed to be scratched by countless ghost claws, and he instantly felt a feeling of "blood".