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

Just as he was walking to the ghost gate, a Raksha ghost from the soul world grabbed one of the ghost soldiers.

"Your token is wrong with your soul."

"Pull it off!"

"How is this possible, I am Lord Huntian's subordinate!" The Yin soldier yelled in a hurry.

The other Yin soldiers, the soul body, and the deacon of the Soul Sect watched from the sidelines, waiting for the Raksha ghost to deal with the soul body that wanted to sneak out of the ghost gate.

"Whether your talisman meets or not, wait for Master Huntian to come and review it in person!"

"Shut up in the prison of souls!" The Raksha ghost threw the yin soldier aside like a chicken, and let other yin soldiers take care of it.

At this moment, the face of the fake Yin soldier suddenly changed.

"Damn it! I finally got here, how could I catch you back!"

This fake yin soldier actually didn't expect that today's censorship would be so strict. He pretended for a long time before he got a chance to go out, and suddenly it was so ruined.

Now he exploded directly, transforming into his true self, a sturdy soul body.

Zhang Heng looked at this soul body in surprise, because he found that this soul body was actually cultivated in the fairyland.

The soul body of this human fairyland was grabbed into the air with one hand, and an ice sword was formed out of thin air.

With just one blow towards the ghost soldiers in the soul world who blocked him, their heads turned into a cloud of gray mist and dissipated.

The human fairyland soul body stepped on the head of the soul sect Rakshasa ghost in front of him again, and when he stepped down, the Raksha ghost's head exploded directly, and the human fairyland soul body also flew out of the ghost gate.

He looked back proudly, and said, "It's just a ghost gate, trying to stop your grandfather and me?!"

Once out of the gate of hell, he is free.

After he heard the news from the dead city, he could go out after entering the sea.

At this time, a hundred and eighty soul hooks suddenly flew out before the gate of hell, hooking towards the soul body of the fairyland human.

He just turned his head and swung his sword, and all the hooks turned into frost and froze in the air.

Unexpectedly, at this time, several gigantic shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.

A few claws were grabbed from the sky.

Zhang Heng looked up in surprise.

"All of this?"

I saw those gigantic shadows flapping their wings, claws like sharp blades, grabbing the fairyland soul body when it was going backwards.

This is actually the same ghost roc as in the underworld.

Soul Sect also has such a creature? !

"It also has reincarnation, and it can indeed be imitated."

Zhang Heng understood that the degree of reincarnation and humanism controlled by this Soul Sect might be more powerful than he imagined.

After the soul body of the human fairyland was captured, it struggled again.

This time, there was the Nether Roc in the sky, and the Raksha ghosts and Yin soldiers on the ground used seductive ropes to tie him up.

Others threw Yinbing spears and various weapons.

There was even ghost mist surging from the ground, constantly harassing and attacking the soul body of the fairyland.

The deacons of the Soul Sect also started to attack, and they sacrificed their supernatural powers one after another.

The state at this moment is like the Yin soldiers and Yin gods of the underworld attacking outside.

It's just that these people are not from the Underworld, but from the Soul Sect. Seeing such a scene, Zhang Heng still feels a little uncomfortable.

Naturally, the soul body of the fairyland man couldn't withstand the siege from many sides, and the immortal power in his body was exhausted in an instant, and was finally dragged into the ground by the soul hook, and brought into the gate of hell.

I don't know how it will be dealt with later, but the souls who want to escape are generally sent to hell and the punishment is increased according to the hell.

But in the underworld, there are not many who can break free from the shackles of the Yin soldiers and escape. Basically, when they break free, they are surrounded by a large group of Yin soldiers and Yin gods.

Seeing this appearance, Zhang Heng guessed that the order in the soul world might not be as perfect as the underworld.

And when such a thing happened, those people and souls who were passing through the gate of ghosts lost their relaxed appearance when they saw this.

Every soul and stranger is sullen, carefully checking their waist cards to see if they can pass.

However, these people and souls were all allowed by the Soul Sect, and order was restored not long after.

Zhang Heng nodded and walked directly inside.

He had to go in, even if he would be seen, he had to go in by force.

He had to figure out what it was like inside.

When a soul in front of Zhang Han was detected, Zhang Heng walked up to the Raksha ghost.

It was the first time for Zhang Heng to watch a Rakshasa ghost at such a close distance.

There is no essential difference between the Rakshasa ghosts in the soul world and those in the underworld.

They are all generated by the reincarnation self, specially used to arrest souls and examine souls.

Such an appearance was also shaped to frighten all ghosts.

Raksha ghosts are almost all over three meters tall, while the Raksha ghosts who inspected Zhang Heng are seven or eight meters tall, with ferocious faces, and their eyes look very small under such a huge body. This is also to prevent people from attacking their eyes. shaped.

Rough skin and thick flesh, very resistant to beatings, holding a mace and various hideous weapons, all of which weigh a thousand catties.

After the Rakshasa ghost saw Zhang Heng, his pupils shrank significantly, and Zhang Heng felt a little strange to him.

However, Zhang Heng is playing the role of the deacon of the Soul Sect. Everyone in this group of deacons of the Soul Sect is a little different, but it is normal.

Seeing him looking at him, Zhang Heng flicked his hand casually, and the token flew out of his waist in an instant. The Raksha ghost took the token and looked carefully.

The token is naturally not fake, and there will be a layer of soul imprint on the token.

At this time, the Raksha ghost looked at Zhang Heng's soul with his eyes.

The yin soldiers and yin gods in the underworld all have the ability to see through the soul of life and death.

All ghosts cannot escape their eyes.

But it depends on whom.

In front of the Ghost Emperor, it couldn't be easier to pretend to be a soul. Even if the most powerful suzerain of the Soul Sect came, it might be difficult to see through Zhang Heng's soul.

Zhang Heng briefly imitated Niutu's soul, and the Raksha ghost nodded.

There seemed to be nothing unusual, and Zhang Heng was about to be let go.

Zhang Heng smiled lightly, sure enough, he took the token and walked directly to the ghost gate.

"Wait a moment!"

Chapter 642 Secrets of the soul world, soul smuggling

Zhang Heng looked back in surprise, and found that it was a Yin soldier general who stopped him.

Raksha ghosts stopped in front of Zhang Heng one after another.

Zhang Heng was puzzled.

He silently gathered countless formations under the black robe, and the ghost patterns on his body also began to light up.

Always ready to fight.

Although there are a lot of Yin soldiers in front of the gate of hell, it is still a little bit worse compared to the underworld.

There are at least a million Yin soldiers deployed before the ghost gate of the underworld.

There are also various special ghosts and gods.

Even a Taiyi Gold Immortal Realm may not be able to break through the gate of hell.

But the number of Yin soldiers in the soul world is not too many, and there were only a thousand guards at the gate of ghosts before.

That is to say, Zhang Heng just appeared here and caused a commotion, which led to the current strict investigation.

The Yin soldier leader walked into Zhang Heng, examined it carefully, and nodded.

"Come with me!"

Others were also puzzled.

Zhang Heng didn't know whether he should do it at this moment. The other party didn't say that he was a fake, but just let him go.

"Ok?"

"What are you doing standing there?"

"Butcher?"

Only then did Zhang Heng understand when the other party called Niutu.

It turned out that the other party didn't recognize him, but had something to do with the identity he pretended to be.

"Here we come!" Zhang Heng replied.

Under the gaze of the Raksha ghost, he headed towards the inside.

After the yin soldier brought Zhang Heng to the foot of a secluded city wall, he asked Zhang Heng: "This is the list of people you are going to send out this time. As usual, we will pay you merit points. I'll help you do it."

Zhang Heng was surprised.

Because he didn't have this memory in his mind.

What are these people going to do?

He said directly, puzzled, "I don't know you."

"What are you doing?!"

The generals of the Yin soldiers seem to have already expected it.

"Hey...every time the task is completed, your memory will be cleaned up."

"Think about it carefully, do you still remember what happened every day in the last month?"

"One day every month, you lose your memory, don't you?"

Zhang Heng was surprised, and he carefully read the memory of Niutu.

Sure enough, I found this out.

Although he could read Niutu's memory, he only briefly read the important places.

No one will completely read a person's life in just a few sticks of incense.

So didn't notice that.

But Zhang Heng was still very cautious: "Aren't you Yin soldiers?"

"Inspired by reincarnation, should you obey the upper class?!"

I saw this Yin soldier smiled disdainfully.

"Sure enough, I completely forgot, Mr. Huntian is really powerful."

"This is just a way to deceive the group of Yin soldiers outside."

"Whatever we are called to is just transformed from the soul."

"I don't want to serve the Soul Sect, earn some extra money, accumulate enough merits to redeem myself, and get away from this trash Soul Sect."

"It's been more than a year, and I can't even go out, and I was beaten by everyone in Xuantian Continent."

Yin Bing kept complaining, but he also felt that he complained too much, so he stopped.

"Oh, I've said too much, let's not talk about these."

"We are not authentic soul sect members."

"Okay, you and I are the deal, just finish it."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "I don't know what kind of deal it is."

"I don't remember these things, how do I know if you are bluffing me?"

The leader of the Yin soldiers still smiled when he saw this: "I knew you would say that."

"Look at your legs, your feet, and your back."