That's right, the missing corner was hidden by Tang Zheng.

There is no so-called missing corner in this third level, everything is a conspiracy of Tang Zheng.

The reason is simple, he wants to control the number of ghosts.

The ghost thing dies too much, which is not conducive to the exploration later, and the ghost thing dies too little, which is not conducive to his later eradication. However, through this method, Tang Zheng can accurately control the number of ghosts within a range that he can grasp, and can maximize his own benefits - he can make all the ghosts listen to his opinion, and at the same time, he can also obtain a valuable soul source.

In the torrent of spells, one by one the ghosts are screaming and dying.

The dead remnants of the soul did not disperse, turned into wisps of black smoke, and drifted into the hands of Tang Zheng.

These remnant souls wailed and twisted in Tang Zao's hands, letting out a painful howl, wanting to escape but unable to escape, only because a cage of flames in Tang Zao's hand trapped them and kept refining.

This is the most taboo method of refining ghosts in the underworld.

In the underworld, whoever dares to use this method can easily become the target of the public, and only in this situation will the ghosts sit back and watch the Tang Tribulation refine the ghosts.

As the ghosts were thrown into the purgatory cage, a little black light, pieces of soul fire, and finally condensed into a mass of jade jelly-like objects. It was kneaded in Tang Zheng's hands and turned into a small seal.

This is the soul origin obtained through the method of refining ghosts, as Tang Zheng said, it has an incomparably magical function.

At this moment, with the fighting, seeing that there were more and more soul origins in his hands, which were gradually about the same size as the small seals in his sleeves, and the number of those ghost things was getting smaller and smaller, Tang Zheng finally said: "Okay, it should be enough." ”

As he spoke, he gently pinched the soul origin, and the soul origin had changed into a small seal embryo.

Tang Zheng turned around and walked towards the floating platform, gestured a few times at the missing corner, as if he was comparing something, and then took it back and pinched it a few times, just like a sculpture, his movements were gentle and careful.

After doing this for a while, the soul origin has become the same as the golden seal in his arms, and even the color is exactly the same, Tang Zheng seemed to be particularly dissatisfied, and took it back and pinched it a few times, striving for perfection in the details, to the point of being like a sculptor.

The ghosts were drowsy by him, but they didn't dare to urge, so they could only wait patiently. But he didn't know that in this repeated inspection, Tang Zheng had already stuffed the soul origin into his sleeve and took out the real golden seal with his hand. He didn't waste any time, and when he took it out, he threw it at the pontoon, and saw that a light immediately lit up on the pontoon, and then moved in the direction of the stone gate above.

"It's moving, it's really moving!" The ghosts cheered: "This soul origin is really useful!"

Tang Zheng smiled secretly in his heart, whether the soul origin was useful or not, he didn't know, but this was originally a treasure that belonged to the floating platform, and it was definitely useful.

In a drift, the pontoon platform approached the stone gate and filled the last piece of the staircase.

When the ghosts saw this, they cheered up and shouted, "Go!"

They rushed upwards.

Seeing this situation, Tang Zheng also stepped forward in a hurry. Along the way, all the ghosts took the initiative to give way to him, and it was obvious that Tang Zheng had won the respect of the ghost kings with his actions.

This is really not only sold by Tang Zheng, but also counted money for Tang Zheng.

You must know that it was the cannibalism just now, but the damage caused to the ghosts was the greatest ever. Needless to say, those ghost pawns and ghost generals, as those with low strength, were sacrificed almost at the beginning of the battle, and even the ghost kings died nearly fifty. And the previous three levels combined did not kill a few ghost kings, but because of a few words from Tang Zheng, they lost one-third of them at once.

At this time, all the ghosts, in addition to the hundreds of king-level ghosts, the low-level ghosts were almost gone, and the tragic deaths and injuries could be imagined, but they still attached great importance to Tang Zheng.

When they entered the stone gate, the demons came to a large hall, and saw a tall altar standing in the hall. The altar is made of extremely rare lapis lazuli, engraved with complex patterns, and other idlers feel dizzy just by looking at it, most of these ghost kings are king-level, and they can finally bear it, but they can't watch it for a long time.

At the top of the altar is a coffin.

The coffin is carved with the wood of the dragon of ten thousand years, carved is the scene of worship of all the people, and above the coffin lid is depicted a great figure with extraordinary momentum, although it is a woodcut, but it is lifelike, and there is endless majesty in the face.

On the top of the coffin lid, there is a splendid mountain and river satin, which is also made of extraordinary silk, although it has gone through thousands of years and does not rot, it is draped on the coffin lid, it is like a layer of light sand, protecting the person in the coffin.

When the ghosts saw it, they roared together.

"Finally got to the place. ”

"Finally, we can see what is going on with the souls of the millennium of years. ”

"I don't know what's in the coffin. ”

"Just open it and take a look. ”

"Watch out for something jumping out of it to scare you to death. ”

"Joke, we're ghosts, what the hell can we be scared of. ”

"That's it. ”

Talk.

A group of ghosts, imitating human beings, and doing this act of touching gold, although the life forms are different, but their greedy nature is the same.

Only Tang Zheng skipped over the coffin and looked around.

The hall was empty, and there was nothing but the central altar, except for some reliefs carved into the walls around it.

Engraved on the relief is a pastoral story of a man ploughing and a woman weaving, a couple of men and women ploughing and weaving in the field, and their lives are rich and rich. Later, the man got a conscription order and was ordered to join the army, and the woman waited at home, but she did not see her husband return for a long time...... An old-fashioned love story, placed in this tomb hall, has a unique charm.

At the end of the relief, in the center of the depths of the hall, a woman can be seen standing in the clouds with fluttering clothes, looking up at the sky, her eyes full of tears.

The moment he saw this picture, Tang Zheng's heart also moved slightly.

But before he could react, the demons behind him were already crawling towards the altar. When he came to the coffin, a ghost king went to lift the lid of the coffin.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng shouted, "Be careful!"

But he was still a step too late, and he heard a bang, and the coffin lid suddenly flew up and hit the ghost king. Obviously it was just a coffin lid, and it hit the ghost king's body, but it was like a mountain crashing, and it smashed the ghost king's body directly, but it didn't come out.

The demons screamed violently, and were about to make a move, when they saw a hand stretched out from the coffin.

To be exact, it was a bone claw, but the knuckles were as white as jade. Stretched out of the coffin, he grabbed the air like that, grabbed the throat of a ghost king, and then pinched it gently, and heard a click, the ghost king had been pinched off his neck, and he fell down like this.

The rest were shocked, and after fleeing together, the virtual ghost turned into a gust of wind and floated away.

The hand of the jade bone only looked for it in the air, and then took the wind, and the wind swirled in the hand of the bone, and Huan turned into a grimace and howled in fear, and then it disappeared little by little in the hand of the jade bone, and never to exist again.

All the ghosts were shocked, and then a magnificent voice came: "Who is it, dare to disturb my sleep!"

With this voice, a jade skeleton with a purple and gold crown on its head slowly sat up from the coffin.

I saw that this skeleton was wearing a yellow dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a pair of Buyun boots on his feet.

The Heartless Ghost King smiled and said, "You are the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds, right? Sure enough, you have become a ghost but do not enter the underworld, so I don't know what makes you stay here." But Fan Yunhai, since I'm here today, don't you obediently follow me and wait for the underworld!"

With a wave of his hand, two Deadpools stood up, holding the Reaper Soldier and walking towards the Cloud Sea Emperor.

As long as this Death God Soldier handed it to the body of the Yunhai Emperor, whether it was detained or taken, it would be directly pulled into the underworld, and it would not be up to it.

But at the moment when the Death Soldier handed it out, the corpse of the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds suddenly raised his head and shouted in a low voice: "Bold ghosts, dare to commit it!"

With a wave of the white jade bone claw, the two Deadpools' bodies had been slashed open and fell to the ground.

Deadpool came and went without a trace, the most difficult to catch, but I didn't expect that under the hands of this Yunhai Emperor, he fell without even having the qualifications to dodge, and died neatly. Finally, the Reaper Soldier was unharmed, and the Heartless Ghost King grabbed it in the air and took the Reaper Soldier back. I just wanted to use the Reaper to create two more Deadpools, but I found that I had no more men. In the hall, there are many ghosts, but they are all king-level, the little pawns are pitiful, and occasionally a few are from other families, so that the heartless ghost king can't recreate Deadpool for a while.

Then the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds had already snorted, and a cloud of mist surged out of the coffin, rolling towards the ghosts. The clouds and mist rolled, and the boundless icy aura overflowed, sweeping the hall with the momentum of freezing thousands of miles.

The ghost thing is originally a product of the cold, and it is not afraid of the cold, but in the face of this frost and white fog, I still can't help but shiver. This chill is not only for the body, but also for the soul. Under the invasion of evil power, even the ghosts can hardly bear it.

However, there are more than a hundred king-level ghosts here.

Seeing that the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds made a move, he shouted and shot at the same time, and saw the waves and clouds, shaking all kinds of spells together, what Yin Ghost Hand, Silence and Death Qi, Hundred Demon Flames, White Bone Phosphorus Fire, Yin Soul Sorrowful Wind, etc., smashed towards the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds.

With so many king-level ghosts attacking together, it stands to reason that under one blow, the entire mausoleum can be blasted open. But for some reason, as the ghosts made a move, they heard a screaming sound in the hall, and the Yin ghost hand, which could originally be a hole in gold and jade, suddenly became soft, hitting the coffin of Hualong, leaving not a single white mark; the silent and dead qi that can erode all things blows on the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds, just like a clear breeze; the Hundred Demon Flames that can even burn the soul can not hurt half of the sea of clouds, and the white bone phosphorus fire is like a child's fireworks, bringing only a touch of brilliance; the sad wind of the yin soul that can be paralyzed by people's will and have no fighting spirit not only has no effect, but makes the Emperor of the Sea of Clouds more full of fighting spirit.

Under the wave of the white jade bone hand, it only brushed and danced a few times, and several big ghosts were directly torn and torn apart by it.

The various spells of those ghost kings were as powerless as pieces of paper in front of the sharp claws of this Cloud Sea Emperor.

No, it's not that the claws of the Yunhai Emperor are too ruthless, but that all his spell power has been greatly weakened in this hall.