As for Lin Junmo of Lingtai Sect, Ming Ya was no stranger to him.

This person ranks among the most threatening figures in Yizhou mentioned by Tu Fang.

In fact, if the Lingtai Sect was not too far away from the Wangu Forest compared to the Yin Family, this person would have been his backup choice to set up the trap in advance.

What he really didn't expect was that the other dead soul aura he had sensed before actually came from this person.

"Interesting. Reflected in the sun, the dead soul transforms into a world. This level is rare even in my world. I didn't expect there would be one in this foreign land. And it can even kill the two heads..."

The Crow looked at the largest fruit that appeared on the tree, then shook his head and licked his lips subconsciously.

"However, you grew up in this barbaric land and have no idea of ​​the cruelty of my dead soul lineage. You also have no idea what you will have to face after revealing yourself..."

Judging from the size he sensed, this person's Soul Society was not small and was no small snack.

If he really eats it, even he will benefit a lot.

If Yu Shilidong is added...

The Crow looked excited.

"Fellow Daoist Yuechan, perhaps I have to trouble you to take action once." Ming Ya turned his eyes and looked to the side.

There, in the wall, there was actually an ice coffin embedded.

Inside the coffin, there was a tall, pale man.

There is a third eye between his eyebrows, his arms and legs are as long, he has a burly figure, and he wears a transparent gauze dress, exuding an extraordinary aura.

This person's strength ranks among the top three among those he summoned with the Thousand Feather Tree.

Mingyao's attitude towards him was obviously friendlier than Tu Fang's.

The reason is, of course, that he is not only powerful, but also has a strong background, and comes from a large underworld organization.

Although there is no immortal master in the sect, there is more than one Taoist ancestor.

"I take action? I should be no match for that guy by myself. After all, even the two heads have fallen down." The person in the ice coffin did not open his eyes, but a dull voice came out of it.

His strength is almost the same as the two heads. Even if he is strong, his strength is limited.

The only difference is that the latter came from a side sect, and there was no Taoist master in the sect. He relied on his own exploration and experimentation to finally break through to this point.

"What if I'm included?" At this time, a male face appeared on the rock wall outside the ice coffin.

Soon, the earth shook.

A stone man more than four meters tall broke out from it and looked down at the people under the tree.

"Ming Ya, I am willing to help you, but in return, you need to help me. Soon, I will attempt to transform into a mountain for the fifth time. I need you to call my name with your dead soul at the critical moment to prevent me from completely transforming into a mountain.

That’s the condition.”

"With the strength of the two Dao brothers, it shouldn't be a problem. However, I don't know to what level he has broken through the Death Soul Art."

Dark Crow said calmly.

"If he reaches the stage of reincarnation, he will escape and you won't be able to stop him."

"so what?"

"So I'll come along." answered Dark Crow.

"Are you ready for Wangulin?" The tall man in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

"Things have been going on there for a long time, and the general trend has already taken shape. The only thing needed is some induction, and now the induction should be enough.

My only regret is that we weren't able to fully participate in it." Ming Ya raised his head slightly.

A cold smile appeared on his face.

The Forest of Ten Thousand Bones.

The thirteenth level of hell.

Most of the masters in Yizhou worked together and pushed forward all the way. Soon, they completely plowed through half of the Wangu Forest, which belonged to Chi County.

Push it directly to the very edge of the entire realm.

The thirteenth level of hell in the Wangu Forest is different from other places. Looking around, you can see a circle of pale gray Buddhist temples that stretch as far as the eye can see.

The temple was built on top of a tall city wall, similar to a tower.

The continuous sound of wooden fish emanating from various temples formed a sharp contrast with the distorted and strange scene outside the city wall.

Only a few hundred meters away from the city wall is a small pale yellow temple.

Normally, a side hall is only big enough to enshrine a single Buddha statue.

If it were in the outside world, it would undoubtedly belong to the category of wild temple, but here, it is the absolute center.

Because this is the residence of Zhendi, the abbot of Nalanda Temple, who is known as the top ten masters in Yizhou and ranked first.

All the masters and elders from various sects in Yizhou and all over the place stayed around this small Danhuang temple.

Be prepared to deal with any emergencies that may arise in the Wangu Forest at any time.

At this time, outside the pale yellow small temple.

A wide street led directly to the city gate, flanked by honeycomb-shaped boulders. Nearby, artillery of varying calibers could be vaguely seen. Rare goods, rarely seen outside, were commonplace here.

Da da da.

After inspecting all kinds of military equipment, Sergeant Zhou Sheng, who was on patrol, marched neatly into the distance and passed by a group of people.

When the latter arrived in front of the pale yellow small temple, the crowd separated and a middle-aged man in a green shirt slowly stepped forward.

The little monk who was sitting at the door, beating the wooden fish and chanting the precious scriptures stopped, stood up and looked at the person who came, and his eyelids suddenly twitched.

"So it's the head of the Yin family who's here, but does he want to see the abbot?" the little monk asked softly.

"Is Master Zhendi free? Are there other people in the temple?" Yin Benchu ​​asked calmly.

"The abbot is still chanting scriptures, and it will be over in about an incense stick of time. The leader of Hanjing Yumen, Fairy Xuanyue, is now in the temple. I wonder if Master Yin is willing to wait?" The little monk replied.

"No need." Yin Benchu ​​suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, his eyes full of determination.

"Okay, I'll just... um?" The little monk was stunned, a little confused.

"Haha, there are new characters, but do you think you can fool me?" Yin Benchu ​​shook his head and laughed.

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