"This dead tree is made of yang-winged wood, and it looks black on the outside as if it has been burned by fire, but in fact, it is the divine flame that nourishes inside, and it burns it for itself. If a Taoist friend has something to restrain him, he can temporarily suppress it, and I can get out. The witch said.

"Oh, how do you break the Soul Lock?" Han Li asked again.

"This thing was originally used to prevent my soul from escaping and to collect and refine my remnant soul, but then I spent a lot of money to transform it into a magic weapon for my soul to hide. Now that it has been connected to my divine soul, if it is opened rashly, I am afraid that this wisp of my remnant soul will not be able to withstand the plucking of the yin wind a few times, and it will be wiped out. The ghost witch smiled bitterly and said.

"That's easy, Soul Cry, you put away the Soul Scattering Sand first. Han Li said with a smile.

Hearing this, the crying soul made a casual move, and the golden sand wrapped in the root of the dead tree immediately flew back upside down, and after a while in her palm, it was immediately absorbed into her body.

"I have been saying that I want to compensate you, but I never fulfilled it, but I happened to meet it today. Seeing this, Han Li said with a smile.

The ghost witch was inexplicable for a while, not knowing who Han Li's words were meant to listen to.

As a result, Han Li's shoulders flashed with silver light, and a silver flame villain jumped out of it, rubbing his hands with a happy smile on his face, and as soon as he jumped, he landed on the black dead tree and hugged him like an octopus.

"It's ......"

The ghost witch sensed the aura on the Flame Firebird's body, and immediately felt uneasy.

"Don't panic, this is the fire of the essence flame, the thing of the sun, and the yang winged wood just gives him a great supplement. Han Li said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, please be very careful, don't hurt my bones......" After the ghost witch finished saying this, white smoke suddenly disappeared from his body, and he shrank back into the soul lock box, and was silent.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled and instructed the Essence Flame Firebird before allowing it to turn into a blazing silver flame and devour the Yang Fin Wood into it.

The devouring process was not too fast, it took more than half an hour, and Han Li and the others also took the opportunity to cultivate.

At the end, as soon as the Silver Flame of the Essence Flame Firebird was retracted, it re-transformed into the appearance of the Silver Flame Villain, as if it was drunk, and staggered onto Han Li's shoulder, and without saying hello, he lay down backwards and merged into Han Li's body.

The dead trees on the white sandbar were gone, leaving only a black corpse and a black box to the ground.

Han Li glanced at the Soul Cryer, who immediately waved his hand, and the Soul Scattering Sand that had been put away earlier resurfaced, rushing over and enveloping the corpse and the Soul Locking Box.

"Ghost and witch friends, just in case, offended. Han Li said with a smile.

"It's a blessing to be allied with such a cautious ally as Daoyou. The ghost's voice came from the Soul Locker, and his tone was flat, without the slightest hint of resentment.

"Then bother Daoist friends to show the way. Han Li casually put away the corpse and the Soul Locking Box, and said unhurriedly.

"Well said, well said. The Witch replied.

......

Seven days later.

The sky was overcast with clouds, pushing the canopy very low, and an unpleasant smell of decay filled the air.

Han Li and his group of three walked in a black mountain range with undulating peaks and rocks, and scattered corpses could be seen everywhere along the way, and as soon as the wind blew, a green phosphorus fire would rise.

Walking to a towering cliff, several people are walking against the mountain wall, and on the other side is a bottomless abyss, in which the fog rolls, and the smell of fish is filled.

"Uncle, do you really believe that guy's nonsense? The crying soul said that he didn't notice any soul power fluctuations, why do we bother to walk this mountain road and fly directly over that mountain cliff?"

"The Netherworld can't be measured by common sense, and what the crying soul can't find may not exist. Besides, there is no need for the witch to deceive us in this matter. Han Li replied.

"Yes, in the past few days, the path pointed by the ghost has been fine, allowing us to avoid almost all the ghost towns, and save us a lot of unnecessary trouble. Crying Soul also said.

With that, she glanced at the road ahead, and saw that the winding path under their feet stretched more than a thousand feet away, and it was completely obscured by the thick fog, and nothing could be seen.

"Ghost Witch Daoist, you said that this ghost python perched on this Soul Cliff obviously has the strength of the Great Luo level and can completely dominate one side, why do you still entrench here and refuse to leave?" Han Li asked.

"I don't know about this, the ghost python's life experience is also very peculiar, it is said that he already had the qualification to transform into a dragon before his death, but in order to help his young son resist the punishment of heaven, he was hacked to death for a series of seven heavenly tribulations. After death, the resentment still exists, and he continues to cultivate in the netherworld, and in the end, the realm is even more powerful than before his death, and he has been hovering in this Lost Soul Cliff, but anyone who flies from a high altitude, no matter what it is, will desperately chase and kill. As for those passing by the mountain road, as long as they do not take the initiative to provoke, they will not be attacked. The voice of the ghost witch came from a cloth bag hanging from Han Li's waist.

"The sky above this Soul Cliff is covered by clouds all day long, once someone enters it, stirring the clouds and rolling, the posture is quite similar to the situation when the sky thunders and punishes it, maybe the ghost python will attack because of this. Han Li pondered for a moment and said.

As soon as his words fell, a light suddenly lit up in the clouds high in the sky, and it seemed that someone was walking through it.

When the sea of clouds rolled, although there was no thunder, the situation was indeed somewhat similar to the appearance of the thunder coming to the world.

"It's not good, don't go near the edge of the cliff, walk fast against the mountain......," the ghost's voice sounded again.

When Han Li and the others heard this, their expressions also changed slightly, and they hurriedly sped up, clinging to the side of the mountain, and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

At this moment, a dull sound like thunder came from the abyss at the bottom of the cliff, and Han Li and the three of them felt the entire mountain peak below them violently shake violently.

Immediately afterwards, the perennial thick fog in the abyss beside the cliff suddenly rolled wildly, and a huge figure rushed up from it, heading straight for the clouds in the sky.

Han Li saw a black "high wall" rising from the abyss and crashing into the sea of clouds, causing chaos in the aura of heaven and earth, and on top of that high wall, you could faintly see pieces of diamond-shaped scales that were more than ten zhang in size, rubbing the cliff frantically, splashing large sparks.

It wasn't until it had completely swept into the sea of clouds that Han Li could see its full picture, it was a black-scaled python with a length of more than 100,000 zhang, a single horn on its head, and two eyes like lighthouses, projecting two green rays of light.

"This guy's cultivation has increased again, and it is already comparable to the late stage of the Great Luo Realm. The Witch exclaimed.

"What, it's just a ghost, how can you cultivate to such an extent?" said the golden boy in disbelief.

"There are still anti-naïve spirits in the Savage Realm, how can there be some incredible existence in the Netherlands? This guy has been around for a longer age than me. Let's go, and before it strikes us, get out of here. The ghost witch urged.

Han Li and the three of them didn't stop at all, and at this moment, they accelerated to escape.

Finally crossing the cliff and coming to the other side of the peak, Han Li couldn't help but glance back, only to see that in the sea of clouds in the sky, a black head as large as a mountain peak was towering in the clouds, and a pair of green eyes were staring at them.

It's just that for some reason, the ghost python didn't attack them in the end, and let them leave the Soul Cliff.

"Ghost Witch Daoist, tell me honestly, what is the relationship between this ghost python and you, and why didn't it attack us?" Han Li asked with some unease.

"This ...... I really don't know. Although she is in my Yama realm, I have always kept her away from her, and I have never dealt with her. The Witch replied.

"Well, if there is such a existence in the future, let's take a detour. Han Li said.

"Well, I said earlier that I would take a detour, but I didn't go to avoid the city. The Witch sighed and said.

......

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

In the western frontier of the Yama Domain, there are no mountains anymore, but instead there is a ghost domain Daze that covers an area of tens of thousands of miles, and at a glance it is full of shallow swamps, with miasma of smoke on it, and the smell of silt everywhere.

On the edge of the east bank of the swamp, there is a long coastline with different teeth, and there is an abrupt peninsula in which the area is not more than 10,000 zhang, but it extends into Daze for thousands of zhang.

At this moment, at the end of the peninsula, there was a tall young man, looking up at the sky.

The man was none other than Han Li.

I saw that above the swamp was only a thousand feet high, and there was a layer of colorful heavy clouds suspended, which was very beautiful to look at.

"Uncle, what are you looking at? Are you still thinking about that wedding lady?" At this time, the golden boy standing not far behind him asked with a smile.

"Golden Boy ......" Han Li frowned and reprimanded.

"What's the matter, uncle, it's not me talking about you, you don't look handsome, the bride in the wedding dress, although she is a ghost, but her appearance is not inferior to what fairy womb, it's rare that people think that you are like a scholar who is quite gentle, and fell in love with you at first sight. It's good for you, if you don't appreciate it, forget it, and cut people off with a sword, it's too ruthless. Crying soul, do you think so too?" The golden boy was not afraid at all, and said with his hands behind his back and an old-fashioned expression.

The crying soul stood aside, not talking, just covering his mouth and chuckling.

In fact, although the ghost of the wedding dress was a ghost, it was extremely difficult, and the psychedelic technique like a ghost hitting the wall with one hand was used superbly, and with Han Li's spiritual eyes and divine soul sense, he was still trapped by it for three whole days.

It wasn't until the end that Han Li relied on the guidance of the ghost witch to find out the sedan chair used by the female ghost to set up the array, and then forced out her true body and slashed it with a sword, and in the whole process, probably only the golden boy found it interesting.

This was not the first time this had happened in the past month, and Han Li was also quite emotional, there were too many strange things in the Netherlands.