Of course, when they were unaware of this fact, a large number of people from the Yin-Yang Holy Land who were training here all encountered danger.

You know what, it’s worthy of being the Holy Land of Yin and Yang, and it’s worthy of being the bloodline born from the old subordinates of the Zhou Dynasty.

Some people do have good looks.

However, Lin Yi touched it with his hand and found that it did not meet the requirement of 80 points for the comprehensive score of the offspring record.

Lin Yi could only shake his head and let them be thrown back to the vicinity of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

After searching the entire dense forest for a while, Lin Yi no longer studied it too much.

In a flash, many people from the Yin Yang Holy Land, who had not even seen Lin Yi, had actually been touched on the face and returned in an instant.

Some others were moved away by Lin Yi directly, and they didn't even know what was going on.

Of course, Lin Yi did not waste those ghost cultivators. He blew them up in an instant, allowing these ghost cultivators to serve as nutrients for the formation and provide energy.

Lin Yi soon arrived at the Yin-Yang Forbidden Land.

Within the Yin and Yang forbidden land.

The Ghost King is a ghost cultivator with six heads.

These six heads include men, women, young and old, and they all share the same body.

This body is of course also a completely virtual energy body, which is formed by the aggregation of a magic weapon.

At this moment, the faces of the six heads of the Ghost King all showed traces of gnashing teeth, anger and helplessness.

The voices of men, women, young and old, all talk to themselves alternately.

"That Lin Yi is too arrogant... However, you have the strength and you are arrogant, but no matter how arrogant you are, I will stay away from you, isn't that enough? This time, as long as I plunder enough resources, I can leave here."

"Yes, we can leave, get the resources, and then use the magic weapon to move away immediately.

But I heard that we are just a small planet. Those people from the Yin-Yang Holy Land of the Zhou Dynasty have told this news before.

Isn't it enough for us to just leave this small planet and go to a place not far from this small planet? With the magic weapon, we can definitely leave."

“We must be fully prepared before we leave. Even though we heard that this small planet is not too far from the land, it should still be at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of kilometers away.

By then, we may encounter turbulence of the original energy rules of the universe in the starry universe, which would be bad.

We must make thorough preparations, but, hehehehe...when the time comes, we can let all the ghost cultivators be buried with us and make them all part of ourselves."

"Stinky old man, I like your conspiracy. Not bad, not bad, let's do it."

Six heads, men, women, young and old, all speaking loudly.

Inside this palace, there were piles of high-quality spirit stones, and even some fairy crystals among them.

Countless spiritual energy auras continued to permeate the air.

However, because he is a ghost cultivator, in addition to these necessary spiritual energies, there is also a stream of deathly energy in this palace.

There were many corpses of cultivators at the ninth level of the Mahayana stage, as well as other demons.

Some of these corpses cannot even be called corpses, after all, some of them look half-dead.

They condensed blood and energy in the formation, attacked the Ghost King, and continued to practice.

There is not just one magic weapon in the Ghost King's body, but six magic weapons.

That’s why the Ghost King has six heads.

Moreover, it can be seen from the self-talk that each head has its own ideas.

"Oh no, oh no... Ghost King, something happened!"

Just at this moment, a ghost cultivator with a face as pale as paper and the appearance of a paper man walked in from outside.

Looking more closely, this paper figure is actually a magic weapon, with layers of patterns inside.

This spirit used this magic weapon to form a ghost cultivator.

It came to the Ghost King's hall with a look of panic on its face.

“Many of our ghost cultivators’ soul fires were suddenly extinguished, such as Elder Liu Ming and others. Their soul fires were all extinguished!

Those ghost fires are extinguished, which means they are all dead. What should we do, Ghost King?"

The Ghost King stood up with a bang. His six heads changed and merged back and forth in an instant, eventually forming the image of a six-sided head.

The whole body shares one head.

However, each of the six faces occupied one side of the head.

"What?"

Almost all of them spoke out.

The six mouths on the six faces all looked ferocious.

"Okay, okay, there is no doubt that it was those people from Yin Yang Holy Land who took action. Otherwise, how could so many ninth-level Mahayana elders have problems... Let me personally..."

Before the Ghost King finished his words, Lin Yi had already arrived at the Yin-Yang Forbidden Land.

From the moment this paper ghost cultivator entered the Ghost King's Palace, Lin Yi could already hear everything the Ghost King said to himself.

These formations in the Yin-Yang Forbidden Land were too simple for Lin Yi.

"When the enemy is strong, I will be timid; when the enemy is weak, I will be arrogant. I accidentally became the strongest person in Tianji Continent. Even the Heavenly Dao Consciousness has to be respectful to me, and I even gave it the name Xiaotian.

I'm afraid that only if I go to the Zhenwu Immortal Sect and become one of the direct disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Emperor, I will be slightly inferior to him.

But, hehehe, by that time, I estimate that I will have married all the ladies in Tianji Continent whose comprehensive scores are above 80 points. Then, even if I go to Zhenwu Immortal Sect, my ranking will be able to move up!

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