Outside the sea peak, Xiao fell with a sword, and the fragrance disappeared. Dongfang Huan, a wisp of remnant soul, wandered leisurely, and went straight to the underworld.

I don't know where and where, only ups and downs. Upward, the sun, moon and stars are not seen, and downward, the dust of the land is not seen.

The four fields are vast, and the top and bottom are chaotic. Here, there is no vitality and no direction. Because, that's Yellow Spring.

On Huangquan Road, regardless of the old and the young, regardless of the previous life. Unless, you are a peerless immortal, you can crisscross yin and yang, and you can control reincarnation, so you can not take the path of the underworld and go straight to the six realms.

However, how many such immortals are there within the Three Realms?

Scattered soul cultivation, Dongfang Huan is naturally not among them.

Huangquan Road, has not yet arrived at the capital city. Along the way, endless ghosts, exhausted in all shapes. Some wept and wailed, reluctant to give up their past lives. Some rhetoric and demagoguery bewitch the Yin soldiers. Others are confused and confused.

However, no matter who it is, whether they want it or not, they can't break free from the soul chain in the hands of the Yin soldiers, and they can only go all the way back. The wind is gusting, infinitely sad.

Dongfang Huan is one of those who is at a loss. Xiao Luo's sword, too fast. Dongfang Huan, who was full of hope in his heart, didn't even understand anything, so he directly disappeared his soul.

At that moment, she felt an incomparably painful one. That's the soul heart, the pain of dispersion. At the beginning of the Soul Scattering Stage, none of her three soul bodies blocked Xiao Luo's sword. That kind of death, some grievances.

On Huangquan Road, no matter how high or low.

On the sea wilderness Shenzhou, the Oriental family calls for wind and rain. However, today's Dongfang Huan is just an ordinary dead soul. Her mana has long been lost.

But even the soul. Dongfang Huan is also a beautiful soul. That soul body is still wearing a blue gauze dress, and her posture is graceful. Curvy.

Although his face was bloodless, he was even more white. After all, he was a soul-scattering monk before his death, and Dongfang Huan's soul body still exuded a faint halo.

On the Huangquan Road, the ghosts were ascetic, and they were sloppy all the way. There are definitely not many female souls like that. Dongfang Huan. At this time, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to have no spiritual sense at all.

On the side of Huangquan Road, a soul. Dressed in white, his figure was gloomy, and his face was as white as paper, but he sat cross-legged steadily. on his chest. An ancient jade emitted a faint cyan glow. Protected his body.

It was none other than the soul of Han Qianli, but unfortunately Dongfang Huan didn't know it.

Moving forward blankly, Dongfang Huan, among the ghosts, walked mechanically with the iron chain and the flow of people.

Those Yin soldiers, all with dark faces and angry eyes. Hold chains and soul whips.

However, for thousands of years. It's not often to see Dongfang Huan, such a female soul, I can't help but look at it twice, and the iron chain in my hand is extremely loose. None of them urged the East to go happily.

However, all the ghosts go together, and there are naturally many perverts among them. A few male ghosts with pale faces and thin bodies, but gray eyes and good clothes, naturally approached Dongfang Huan.

In fact, if they are dead souls, how can they have any fragrant and sensual feelings? However, many perverts must have a psychological feeling. The peony is in front, and the heart is not moving, isn't it reckless?

"Dare to ask the girl's name, where did it come from?"

"Girl, how lonely it is on Huangquan Road, I am willing to accompany you for a ride!"

"I don't know where the beauty will be reincarnated in the next life? I think, it's better for us to be a ghost couple in the netherworld, let you get some rain and dew, maybe give birth to a ghost baby. In the next life, we will switch to the yang world, and we will still be husband and wife. Hey, hey—"

"This body, you don't have to be really blind!"

"Haha-ha-ha-hehe-hey-"

A few perverts gathered around Dongfang Huan, looking up and down. There was a hint of heat in their gray eyes, and even the corners of their mouths were drooling.

Perverts, that is, perverts, do not change their nature.

However, at this time, Dongfang Huan didn't seem to have come back to his senses. She had been in a state of chaos, like it was a fake ghost.

Dongfang Huan was silent, and those perverts were even more energetic. There were a few evil ghosts who actually poked out their gray claws and went straight to Dongfang Huan's crisp chest and willow waist.

Although it is a soul, that kind of sensory stimulation is enough to satisfy those hungry and thirsty lust hearts on the Huangquan Road.

If it was in a previous life, it is estimated that before these perverted words were finished, more than a dozen times had already died. However, at this time, Dongfang Huan was no longer a soul-scattering monk.

Perhaps, she is just a weak soul.

The ghost claws of those perverts actually really wandered in Dongfang Huan's soul body.

"Hahaha-"

"Wonderful—"

"Good!good!, this son, it's worth dying!" a few evil ghosts, laughing obscenely, quite satisfied.

At this time, Dongfang Huan was still at a loss, and he didn't seem to know anything. However, such humiliation is definitely Dongfang Huan, and it has never been experienced in his previous life.

A few perverts, just proud.

But suddenly, I saw Dongfang Huan's body, and an inexplicable blue light instantly emanated. In an instant, several puffs of green smoke rose up. Those evil ghosts who touched Dongfang Huan's body suddenly howled.

First, the palms and arms of the hands were quickly shattered, scattered little by little. Then, there is the soul body, which dissipates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahh

No one, will like the taste of dying again. And the frightened howls of those perverts, even on Huangquan Road, the sound was quite harsh.

"Huh?" Actually, not far away, several Yin soldiers noticed that the perverts were flirting with Dongfang Huan. However, Huangquan Road has a lot of ghosts and miscellaneous things. If there are many such things, they will turn a blind eye and have no mental awareness.

However, at this time, he suddenly lost a few souls, but he couldn't pay the difference.

"Get out of here—" the two Yin soldiers shouted. At the same time, one of the Yin soldiers, tightened the chain in his hand and directly dragged Dongfang Huan out.

"Bang-bang-"

Another Yin soldier raised the soul whip in his hand, and the yin wind gusted, directly dispersing the other evil spirits. At the same time, it was also directly pumped to Dongfang Huan.

Regardless of the yin and yang realm, there may only be power, and there is no axiom.

Suddenly, there were not a few dead souls, and those Yin soldiers naturally wanted to anger Dongfang Huan. However, as soon as the soul exorcism whip approached Dongfang Huan's body, it was bounced away by an invisible force.

"Hmm, where is the demon girl, devour the dead soul!" the ghost pawn visibly shook. shouted.

I don't know if it was this type of soul whip or the harassment of the perverts, Dongfang Huan finally shook his body. The confusion in his eyes. Gradually dispersed.

At this moment, it seemed that Dongfang Huan realized that he was already dead, and he was on the Huangquan Road.

"Demon girl, hehe!" Hearing the words of the Yin soldier, Dongfang Huan smiled sadly, tears rolling down his eyes. Because. At that moment, her heart was full of despair.

"Why? At the last moment. Falling short. ”

"I saw the glow of his spells. Isn't it just a mountain away that I can see him? But, fate, why is it so unfair?"

"Why did I die?" Dongfang Huan's eyes. Flashes of endless sorrow. And then. It gradually turned into a trace of anger and disappeared in the bottom of the eye.

"Demon girl!" the Yin soldier looked at Dongfang Huan and shouted.

After a long time on Huangquan Road, he had also seen some monks' souls. However, since they have arrived in Huangquan, they naturally have the final say. Whoever you were in your previous life, you must submit to the Soul Whip.

Just now, a whip went down to no avail. The Yin soldier suddenly raised his hand. Another whip.

Smack-

The power of this whip is far superior to that of Fang Cai. However, after pulling it down, the blue light on Dongfang Huan's body bloomed again. It's just that this time, Dongfang Huan's body trembled.

In the previous life, she was Dongfang Huan and the darling of the Oriental family. When had she been so humiliated? But, at this point, she had no magic power.

The tiger falls in Pingyang, not to mention that Dongfang Huan is just a dead soul?

"Huh?" This time, the Yin soldier was a little surprised. The Yin soldier next to him also seemed to see something unusual. The soul whip in the hands of the Yin soldiers is an extremely special magic weapon, which can draw all the dead souls on the Huangquan Road.

Unless, like the cold Qianli who crossed his knees on the side of the road, there is a strange treasure to protect himself. But even if it is cold Qianli, he can only keep his remnant soul still, and he is by no means like Dongfang Huan.

However, Dongfang Huan in front of him did not see a strange treasure to protect himself, how could the two soul whips be unharmed? The two Yin soldiers looked at each other and couldn't explain it, but they didn't dare to fall down anymore with the whip in their hands.

At this time, Dongfang Huan looked at the two Yin soldiers with a calm face. In his eyes, the tears that rolled down had already dried.

"Hurry up, hurry forward, enter the Xudu, if you have any grievances, you can appeal to the Hades!"

Several Yin soldiers shouted, urging the ghost forward.

Fang Cai's qiē is just an episode of Huangquan Road. Dongfang Huan bit his lip. She has hatred in her heart, but at this moment, she really doesn't know what to do?

There is too much unwillingness in her heart. Her soul has too much resentment.

At this time, no one noticed that there was a dark black mark on Dongfang Huan's eyebrows, which began to gradually disperse.

..................

In the depths of the underworld, there is a large Ze. The black Osawa is endless.

It is the forbidden place of the Netherworld, and if you fall into it, you will be forever cut off from reincarnation and cannot be reincarnated. Inside Ozawa, there are wetlands full of exotic flowers.

Blood red, miserable white, dark blue, different colors, incomparably cold and bewitching, all exuding wisps of soul. There are also countless white bones, dotted among them, and it seems that there are many scattered magic weapons and remnants.

Within the Three Realms, there are not many people who will know. This Daze was originally an ancient battlefield, just like the desolate soul secret realm.

Those gloomy flowers have a great origin.

And in the depths of Daze, there is a white island.

The black Osawa and the white islands are extremely dazzling, so to speak. On the isolated island, there is no grass, which is quite like a huge white jade grinding plate.

However, there are people on the island.

A man in black, with long hair and a shawl, sat cross-legged with his back in the direction of the city. His back, straight. Although he sits there, he is the heaven of the underworld.

No one knows how many years the man in black has been sitting here. From the back, there seemed to be a string of gray beads around his neck.

The man had been meditating. Because, at the moment when Dongfang Huan stepped out of the Yellow Spring. On the black Daze, two rays of light lit up.

It was the man in black, and his eyes suddenly opened. For he knew that his heirs had arrived.

"Thirty-three, go pick up your people!" the man in black didn't make a sound, but just sent out a divine thought.

At the same time, a bright light suddenly appeared on Huangquan Road. A tall, ghost-faced man with black boots, armor, a large coat, and a halberd stood in the void.

The ghost-faced man carried a cloud of black mist, like a cloud.

"Huh?" all the ghosts were stunned and stopped. All the Yin soldiers instantly knelt down to worship.

Because, it's a ghostly general!

Goodbye, the ghost general, slowly took off his mask, revealing an extremely delicate face.

Handsome and chic, proud. It's just that the slightly pale face and the ghostly tattoo on the center of his eyebrows mark his identity as a ghostly general.

Dongfang Huan naturally saw the ghost general, and when he saw the ghost general's true face, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Brother—"

For a while, Dongfang Huan was in tears. (To be continued......)