Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

"Are you the ghost emperor?"

"I'm still the Jade Emperor!"

"The ghost emperors were destroyed ten thousand years ago, and this place is the Holy Land of the Gate of Ghosts."

"How dare you pretend to be Lord Ghost Emperor in front of the Holy Land of the Ghost Gate, you will die!"

Pretending to be a ghost emperor is already a capital crime in the eyes of Yin soldiers.

So these Yin soldiers stopped talking nonsense.

As soon as the words fell, he held the spear in his hand and stabbed towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was puzzled, he looked at this group of enthusiastic Yin soldiers, their expressions did not seem to be fake.

Instead, he really thought that Zhang Heng was a fake.

"I'm pretending to be myself?" Zhang Heng smiled faintly.

He waved towards the group of Yin soldiers casually, and the Yin soldiers were instantly sent flying.

He then grabbed another Yin soldier named Baichangfu.

The Yin Soldier was instantly sucked into Zhang Heng's hands. Zhang Heng grabbed his head and began to check all the information in his mind.

Immediately, Zhang Heng's eyes changed!

"Really a dark soldier?!"

Zhang Heng saw that this yin soldier was really summoned from reincarnation.

How to be reincarnated to shape the body, how to wear the armor that is exclusive to Yin soldiers, and how to form consciousness.

All recorded in his mind.

And he has been guarding the gate of hell all his life.

The Yin soldiers of the underworld are also formed in this way, there is no difference between the two.

If Zhang Heng hadn't clearly understood that this group of Yin soldiers were not from the underworld, he would certainly not be able to recognize the difference between the two.

Chapter 640 Investigate the soul world and imitate the underworld

Zhang Heng didn't hold back this blow, and with a random blow, most of the hundreds of Yin soldiers were killed or injured.

But these still-moving, wounded Yin soldiers still stood up tenaciously and attacked Zhang Heng again.

Such a tenacious will can only be achieved by those Yin soldiers who have been summoned by reincarnation in the underworld.

Zhang Heng was stunned and sighed.

"Then I'll give you a ride."

He understood that these Yin soldiers were no different from Hell's Yin soldiers.

The underworld controls reincarnation, and the Soul Sect also has the human way of reincarnation.

It is not difficult to summon some Yin soldiers to appear with the power of the world.

It's just that the number is not as good as the underworld.

But this also shows that the other party has already mastered the ability to use the human way of reincarnation.

The ability of reincarnation is very powerful.

If he was injured by reincarnation and fell into the human world of reincarnation forever, he might not be able to come back before the underworld has no power to control the human world.

In other words, if he died, he would really die.

Zhang Heng didn't hesitate at all. This situation cannot be solved by him alone.

He is different from Zhou Qi, a person who trains formations knows best how to use more to fight less.

He wanted to bring tens of thousands of Yin soldiers directly from the underworld to destroy this place.

So, chased by a group of Yin soldiers who passed through the ghost gate, he returned to the place he entered in an instant, meditated on the supernatural power, moved his immortal consciousness, and went back according to the way he entered.

Suddenly, there was a turmoil in the soul world.

Zhang Heng's complexion suddenly changed.

He can't go back!

Zhang Heng could clearly feel that the soul world was blocked.

I don't know if I can get in, but getting out is impossible.

"trap?!"

Did the old man let him in because he wanted to kill him in this soul world?

If this is the case, then a trap like a net of heaven and earth should have been laid here.

But after he entered this world, no one showed up, so he went to find them by himself.

Could it be that they haven't mobilized yet?

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and directly laid out the ten thousand formations on the spot, waiting for the people from the Soul Sect to fight.

After more than an hour passed, Zhang Heng still didn't see anyone on the island, not even a creature.

If there is one, it may be the spirit tortoise passing by his killing array under his feet.

It almost crawled into his formation.

Zhang Heng lifted it, put it into the water, and then looked up at the mountains and rivers with ghost gates.

He unfolded his celestial consciousness, and after skimming the mountain, cities appeared in his celestial consciousness, and he saw a city standing horizontally at the mountain pass, with five or three large characters written on the gate of the city, ghost domain, city of vain death.

From the gate of ghosts to the city of death in vain, a huge formation wrapped the entire ghost domain, making it impossible for Zhang Heng's immortal sense to probe in.

"It seems that we have to forcibly break through the gate of hell."

With a wave of Zhang Heng's arm, the Wan Dao Formation retracted.

Waiting for an hour did not show up, indicating that this is not a trap.

More like, deliberately leading him here, wanting him to discover something.

That being the case, then go and see.

Zhang Heng flew up and directly passed the Yin soldiers below who were searching for Zhang Heng's figure.

When he reached the gate of hell, he hid aside first.

At this moment, the ghost gate has begun to strictly investigate, and everyone who enters and exits the gate is questioned and interrogated one by one.

But the ghost gate has not been closed yet, because there are still many ghost soldiers who need to escort the souls into it.

There are also some special souls who come and go in and out of it.

All of this is like a real hell, but the layout is different.

Zhang Heng also saw some familiar figures.

The Soul Sect dispatches to the outside world, hidden under the black robe, responsible for arresting the Soul Sect deacon who is above the cultivation of human immortals.

These people all had one or several small bags pinned to their waists, and Zhang Heng was all too familiar with the soul breath emanating from them.

Some of them are in groups, discussing their own gains, and some go in and out alone.

In fact, this group of immortals is no different from the peddlers and pawns who buy and sell goods outside.

It's just that what they buy and sell are souls that the underworld will never allow.

Zhang Heng looked back thoughtfully, and found a deacon of the Soul Sect from a distance. He just came in from outside the Soul Realm, and he seemed to have completed the task and was about to hand over a job.

Zhang Heng flew in front of him and set up a formation in a mountain range outside the City of Death.

I saw that person rushing past this mountain range in a hurry, suddenly a divine light flashed, many ghosts of the Yin soldiers outside the city of Wushi and people from the Soul Sect all sensed something strange, but they didn't find anything in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Heng captured this person with a formation, grabbed it with a big hand, and flew away from here to a coast.

After the person from the Soul Sect was arrested, he struggled for a while, but he was only a Profound Immortal, and Zhang Heng didn't even pay attention to the Taiyi Golden Immortal, so he picked him up casually.

The members of the Soul Sect still didn't give up, and kept shouting: "Who are you!"

"The Soul Sect doesn't allow infighting, don't you know?!"

"If you kill me, the mark I left in the Soul Sect will disappear, and you will also be recorded in the book of life and death. How dare you touch me?!"

"Could it be that you are new here? Do you want to use this method to snatch the souls I have arrested?!"

"It's useless, these souls are all stained with my mark."

"If I don't hand in the soul myself, you will be severely punished!"

"Let me go now, I can pretend nothing happened!"

The Soul Sect member also noticed Zhang Heng's strength, so he didn't say anything to death.

Zhang Heng smiled. "That's right."

"Then it's fine if I don't kill you."

He didn't expect that the rules of the Soul Sect are quite perfect, internal struggles are not allowed, only people's souls will be restrained.

But Zhang Heng had other plans.

Since you can't kill him, you can't hand over your soul with other identities.

Then use this person's identity, anyway, he doesn't need to exchange his soul for merit.

Just got to go in and see what it's like.

Zhang Heng directly grabbed his head and read all the memories in his mind.

Such an approach will cause irreversible damage to it, and it is likely to turn it into a fool.

But the other party's practice of arresting the soul has already violated the law of the underworld.

Murder at will.

Fortunately, this person also reminded Zhang Heng not to kill him lightly.

Zhang Heng saw from his mind that he already had an internal connection with the Soul Sect, and when he died, he would be discovered by the other party immediately.

After Zhang Heng let go, the man foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

It's not dead, but it's no different from being dead.

Zhang Heng pinned the pocket containing the soul on his waist to his own.

Then he swipe at his own body casually.

A ghost mist swept over from head to toe, and when we met again, he already looked like the person from the Soul Sect under his feet.

"Niutu." Zhang Heng said the man's name silently.

Beneath the black robe was originally a delicate-looking person, but who would have given him such a name.

Zhang Heng also took out the soul seduction rope, entangled the man tightly, buried him in the soil, and released him when he came back next time.

Even though Niu Tu in Xuanxian Realm is already stupid, his physical strength is still there. Even if he can hold his breath for a few years in Xuanxian Realm, he can be buried alive for a few days without fear.

Chapter 641 Passing the gate of hell, there is something strange in front of the gate

Zhang Heng put on the black robe casually, but suddenly felt puzzled.

"It seems to be a little proficient."

Zhang Heng smiled, as if he had done many such things.

Put on a hood and pretend to be someone else.

Zhang Heng once again used the supernatural power that Zhou begged to teach before, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see that even the divine soul could imitate one or two.

It should be able to fish in troubled waters.

Then let's see what kind of premeditation the Soul Sect has in letting him in.

Although his life is in danger at this moment, since they have all come in, he has no fear.

Before he became a ghost emperor, he had fought against the gods, gods, Buddhas, and beasts. He was on the verge of danger several times, but he survived in the end.

In times of danger, be cautious, but never fearful.

Zhang Heng's eyes changed, and he went straight to the gate of hell.