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Chapter 138 The Air of Dead Silence (for Subscription)

"boom!"

Immediately, a huge crack was cut open by He Pingan in Yin Chuankong's sea of ​​consciousness, his spirit was unstable, and the Yin energy was turbulent for a while, and suddenly stagnated.

The gray mist that protected Yin Chuankong lost its supply of Yin Qi and dissipated without a trace.

At the same time, Nanming Lihuo surged violently in an instant, forming a huge fireball that enveloped Yin Chuankong and cut him off from the ancient tome.

With a thought in He Pingan's mind, a huge palm of divine consciousness descended from the sky, scooped up the fireball into his hand, and then disappeared in place together with He Pingan.

What disappeared at the same time was the endless Nanming Lihuo in the ancient book space.

Outside the ancient book, the body of He Pingan, who was standing still, shook slightly, and his spirit returned to his body.

There was a small fireball burning in his hand, and inside was Yin Chuankong's shrinking ghost body.

"Soul search!"

With a thought in He Pingan's mind, powerful spiritual consciousness immediately poured into the Yinchuan Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Yin Chuankong resisted symbolically for a while, and then completely despaired. Without the protection of human letters, compared with He Pingan's cultivation base at this time, he was very different.

It can't stop He Pingan from searching for the soul at all.

After the three breaths, when the consciousness returned to the body, He Ping'an's face was stern, and with one hand, the fragments of ancient books suddenly turned around and fell into his dantian.

Then several prohibition seals landed on the dantian, completely sealing the remnants of the ancient book.

He Ping'an was still a little worried about this, intending to control the remnants of ancient books into the broken small cauldron.

Unfortunately, he soon gave up, and the two seemed unable to accommodate each other.

After all this was done, He Ping'an's turtle's breathing power, Xiao Yan's divine number, and the dark spiritual power of longevity were all running at the same time, covering up his own breath.

He was still one step too late, Yin Chuankong had already done everything that needed to be done.

At this moment, in the void, a dark red ghost passage was slowly opening.

In the Nether Passage, in the endless vortex, an extremely huge gray eyeball slowly emerged from it.

Even the Nether Passage, which seems to be ten thousand zhang wide, seems unable to allow this gray eyeball to pass through completely.

The gray eyeballs without a trace of emotion looked down through the nether passage, seemingly out of focus, but He Pingan felt a creepy feeling.

The tortoise's breathing technique and the dark spiritual power of the Longevity Art are running at the same time, covering up his own breath.

"Shh!"

The gray eyeballs searched in vain, and in the eyeballs, countless gray lights suddenly burst out, like sharp swords, passing through the nether passage layer by layer, and fell silently to He Pingan's hiding place.

The endless air of dead silence spread away, and within three breaths, the land below a hundred miles, a depth of a hundred feet, was instantly turned into ashes like rotten wood under the gray light.

As soon as the breeze blows, it will drift with the wind and fly all over the sky.

What He Pingan had chosen before was a desert of three or four hundred miles, but at least there were some vegetation and animals here.

But after being illuminated by this gray light, in an instant, there was not a trace of life in the land of a hundred miles.

After ten breaths, the gray eyeballs saw that there was nothing to gain, and at the same time, they seemed to sense that the restraint force of the interface was getting stronger and stronger.

The vortex reversed, and the dark red nether channel slowly closed.

The void returned to peace.

If it hadn't been for He Ping'an's personal experience, he wouldn't have believed that such a terrifying existence had appeared in front of his eyes just before the ten breaths.

Come quickly, go quickly, just like a flash in the pan, then disappear.

He secretly calculated in his heart that if he did his best, it would be easy to destroy a land of a hundred miles.

But like this gray eyeball, he can't completely turn this land of hundreds of miles into a dead place.

After another quarter of an hour, He Pingan withdrew the Turtle Breathing Technique and flew out of the ashes.

On his body, gray light and golden light were intertwined, turning his body into gray and white for a while, and then shining golden light again, driving the gray light to the corner.

But this gray light is like a gangrene, and it will revive in just a moment.

"This gray light is so difficult!"

He Pingan sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu was fully operating, but it only drove the gray light to a corner of the body and sealed it up. It was extremely difficult to dispel it completely.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and Nanming Lihuo emerged from his hand, and the fire burst into flames, rushing directly towards the gray light.

"boom"

Nanming Lihuo sensed the ray of gray light, and the fire immediately burst into flames, engulfing the gray light and burning it continuously.

It was not until half an hour later that the gray light was completely swallowed by Nanming Lihuo.

After swallowing this ray of gray light, Nanming Lihuo, like a little bird, cheered around He Ping'an, as if expressing its excitement.

And He Ping'an also keenly discovered that Nanming Lihuo seemed to have become stronger after only swallowing a ray of gray light, and there was a trace of white spots in the crimson flame.

Seeing this scene, He Pingan, who was still at a loss for what to do with the deathly silence of this hundred-mile land, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

If the dead air in this hundred miles of land is not dealt with, it will turn this hundred miles of land into a forbidden area, and all living creatures will not be able to approach it.

Once a ray of dead air enters the body, without a level of cultivation, it is impossible to survive.

But with Nanming Lihuo, who specializes in restraining evil spirits, he can refine all the dead air.

After Nanming Lihuo devoured the dead air, he would definitely become stronger again.

Thinking of this, He Pingan tapped with one hand, and Nanming Lihuo immediately spread across the land of hundreds of miles, like a spark starting a prairie fire, devouring all the dead air.

Three hours later, all the air of death and silence in Baili Land had been swallowed up by Nanming Lihuo.

He Pingan felt that [-]% of the crimson flame had turned into white, and if it turned into pure white, it would be Nanming Lihuo, which is truly indestructible.

He Pingan searched for Yin Chuan Kong, and already knew the origin of Yin Chuan Kong and what happened after Zhang Zhaojun's death.

Nether is the place where the life of all creatures is in charge. The master of Nether is Houtu, and there are three ghosts and gods under his command, and there are several ghosts and immortals.

A hundred years ago, Hou Tu, the Lord of the Nether, came back from the outside world. He was seriously injured, and his original yin energy was completely dissipated.

At that time, Houtu seemed extremely anxious, and only the third-rank ghost Xiu Yin Chuankong was left beside him to assist in the management of human books.

Before he had time to think about it, Houtu decided to hand over the human letter to him, and let him take him to the human world. After he was reincarnated, the human letter would have its own reminder, and then hand over the human letter to Houtu.

Unexpectedly, when Houtu explained the matter of the human book, a ghost under his command, Yin Changsheng, suddenly appeared, grabbed a corner of the human book, and wanted to take the human book away.

Hou Tu was seriously injured, and he couldn't suppress Yin Changsheng at this moment. At a critical moment, he activated his original mana, split the human book into two halves, and then directly slapped Yin Chuankong into the human world.

After Yin Chuankong came to the human world, he took half of his book with him, and waited for 70 years, but there was no reminder of the book.

In the end, it is conjectured that the human script should be incomplete and has changed, and it may not be in touch with Houtu back then.

So he decided to refine the human script to see if he could find traces of Houtu.

But when he refined the human book, he discovered that there is another world in the human book, which is full of Yin Qi. For ghost cultivators, it is a holy place for cultivation.

After he entered the human book world, his cultivation speed was significantly faster. In just ten years, he went from the third rank of ghost cultivation to the second rank of ghost cultivation.

As the saying goes, time sees people's hearts, and the same is true for ghosts.

As time went by, Renshu still hadn't gotten in touch with Houtu, but Yin Chuankong's mentality gradually changed.

With the increase of the cultivation speed, there is no news from Houtu. On the contrary, he has already cultivated to the middle stage of the second rank by relying on the human letter. If it takes time, it will not be difficult to enter the first rank and enter the realm of ghosts and immortals.

Yin Chuankong also discovered that the human book can enslave and manipulate the dead soul. If the dead soul is refined with the human book, the dead soul will soon turn into a ghost cultivator. Immediately, it will rise a lot out of thin air.

Going around and going around, it was more than ten years.

Finally, when Yin Chuankong drifted to Mian County, Hanning County, he couldn't bear it anymore.

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