The despair on Niutou Yinshuai's face instantly turned into ecstasy.

The huge head slammed "bang bang bang" on the broken ground, and the sound was full of excitement.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

No one in the entire underworld knew better than him how great this seemingly young practitioner in front of him was.

If we can get a response from this person, the unrest in the underworld caused by the unrest in the underworld will definitely be resolved perfectly.

Shen Yuan did not make any response to Niutou Yinshuai's excited reaction. He paused for a moment and continued to move forward. Gong Buyu and others followed him closely in the direction of the ancient forbidden land.

The figures of several people disappeared in the dense forest of ghosts. Even though Shen Yuan and others had left, the Ox-Headed Yin Shuai still remained kneeling on the ground.

After a long time, the Bull-Headed Yin General slowly raised his head.

At this moment, a black light suddenly flashed on the chest of the huge ghost body, and the Ghost King, who was suppressed by the Bull-Headed Yin Shuai, finally fought for a little control over his body.

A head grew out from the neck of the ghost's body, and it was the head of the Ghost King with a hideous and distorted face.

He stared at the Bull-Headed Yin Commander intently, his voice hoarse and piercing like nails scraping across a blackboard, his words filled with resentment:

“You violated the agreement between the adults and the Wheel King. Not only did you let those humans escape, you also told humans about the deal between Beimang Mountain and the Yamas.

I will report this matter to the adults later and let the King of Wheels punish you.

Even if you are the Lord of Hell, you cannot bear this great responsibility. All Yama Luos will remove you from your position as Lord of Hell and send you to the eighteen levels of hell!"

“As for that human, I admit that he has some skills, but if you think he can deal with you, you are totally wrong.

Even though you are restricted by the Ancient Forbidden Land, as long as he steps into the Ancient Forbidden Land, it will be easy for you to kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Niu-Headed Yin Shuai put away the surprise on his face, glanced at the other ghost king's head at his neck, and looked at him with eyes full of pity for the ignorant man.

The bloody mouth slowly opened, and the words of the bull head were filled with some unspeakable emotion and reminiscence:

“It seems that you don’t know what kind of existence you and the Lord of Beimang Mountain are facing.

He had been famous in the Xuanhuang Realm tens of thousands of years ago, and had surpassed countless geniuses of his generation, but this was just the most insignificant of his countless identities.

Not to mention the Lord of Beimang Mountain, even the Ten Kings of Hell in the underworld were not taken seriously by him. "

"Once that person takes action, he will surely sweep away all the evil spirits with the force of thunder. You don't have much time left in Beimang Mountain."

The Ghost King's pupils suddenly contracted. The Bull-Headed Yin God in front of him was of noble status, so there was no need to deceive him.

With fear in his heart, the hideous head actually broke away from the ghost body that should have belonged to him and rushed towards the direction of the ancient forbidden land.

He sacrificed most of his body just for this part of his soul to escape.

The Bull-Headed Demon General looked at the fleeing Ghost King with a sneer on his face. In just a short breath of time, he had already escaped several miles away. However, the Bull-Headed Demon General did not show any worry on his face. He just said in a cold voice:

"Soul Binding!"

The sound of iron chains colliding enveloped the void, and a blood-stained chain extended from the void and tightly wrapped around the hideous head.

No matter how the Ghost King squeezed his own ghost energy, he could not shake the chain at all, as if this chain was born to restrain their ghosts.

The Bull-Headed Yin General grabbed the head bound by the chain and said in a cold voice:

“Although he won’t care about a small character like you, it’s still better to deal with it in advance.

Before that person comes to the underworld, the news of Beimang Mountain must not reach the ears of the Yama Luos. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal exerted force with his huge palm, and the Ghost King's hideous head was crushed to pieces, transforming into a huge amount of ghost energy that was completely absorbed by the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal.

Then the Bull-Headed Yin General looked at the rotating order on his chest. With a wave of his hand, the words on the token were forcibly erased and dissipated into a ball of Yin energy.

After doing all this, Niu Tou Yin Shuai looked in the direction of the ancient forbidden land and saluted respectfully with the chain in his hand.

The next moment, the towering body of the ghost god collapsed and turned into ghost mist again, returning to the entire ghost den.

As the Bull-Headed Yin General left, the ghost den that had originally expanded to an area of ​​a hundred miles began to shrink rapidly, and in just a few breaths it returned to its original area of ​​more than twenty miles.

But as all the ghost kings and evil ghosts in the ghost den were slaughtered, the expansion of the ghost den had long stopped, and it was even shrinking towards the direction of the ancient forbidden land.

In the dense forest near the ancient forbidden land, as the aura of the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal and the Ghost King completely dissipated, Shen Yuan couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction where the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal disappeared, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though Shen Yuan was not afraid of this soul fragment of the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal, it was still difficult for Shen Yuan to adapt to dealing with this old monster that had lived for tens of thousands of years.

If Shen Yuan had not had sufficient experience from the previous experiences, he might not have been able to fool the Bull-Headed Yin Shuai.

As the Bull-Headed Yin Shuai left, Shen Yuan finally relaxed.

Now that the choice has been made, he must go to the underworld. However, before that, Shen Yuan must think about some of the things behind the chaos in the underworld, as well as some of the issues mentioned by the Ox-Headed Yin Marshal before.

For example, the underworld is trying to cut off contact with the upper world, or the underworld wants to use the power of the underworld to interfere with the world of the living and the balance of yin and yang in the present world.

The movement of the underworld and its disconnection from the upper realm made Shen Yuan think of his previous speculation that there was a drastic change in heaven.

Even if the Xuanhuang Realm loses its connection with the Heavenly Court, it will not cause much impact. After all, the Xuanhuang Realm is just one of the realms.

But the underworld is a place that involves the cycle of life and death in all realms. If the Heavenly Court wants to rule over the heavens, it must keep the underworld firmly in its hands.

If there had not been a drastic change in Heaven, the Upper Realm would never have severed ties with the Underworld and given up its control over the Underworld.

The turmoil in the underworld mentioned by Niutou might also be related to the changes in heaven.

The underworld was cut off from the upper realm. For thousands of years, the ghosts and gods had been restless and wanted to seek greater power. The deal with the Lord of Beimang Mountain was one of them.

Regardless of whether it is immortal or mortal, the change of power is inevitably accompanied by violent turmoil.

But this is good news for Shen Yuan.

If the underworld had not severed its connection with the upper realm, it would have surely known about the death of Emperor Donghua, and Shen Yuan would naturally not be able to continue to use his identity as Emperor Donghua.

As for the current situation, Shen Yuan can use his magical power to exorcise gods and his identity as Emperor Donghua to intimidate others, and perhaps he can use this to quell the unrest in the underworld.

Having said that, Shen Yuan would not completely pin his hopes on using his own strength to intimidate ghosts and gods.

Before going to the underworld, Shen Yuan must make full preparations. The current ancient forbidden land seems to be a very good opportunity.

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Yuan slowly stopped.

He had arrived at the entrance to the ancient forbidden land. There was thick ghost fog all around, completely covering the entrance to the valley in front of him.

Shen Yuan was currently in a chaotic camp. Tents had been burned down by scattered campfires, and a large amount of supplies, mixed with body parts and blood, were scattered on the ground. The fear that had never dissipated still lingered on the corpses.

Among them are ordinary people as well as practitioners wearing robes.

Xue Mingzhi, who followed Shen Yuan into the camp, looked at the body on the ground and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice:

"This is Liu Kun, the only Qi training cultivator in the Liu family. It is said that he practices the ancient Cantongqi method and has a great reputation throughout the imperial capital."

"This one is Liu Yuji, the head of the Liu family, the contemporary Tang Shanbo.

Although the title of Tangshan Earl is only an honorary title, and the Liu family is only a middle-class family in the imperial capital, his death here will definitely cause an uproar!"

“I don’t know this Qi training cultivator. Perhaps he is a cultivator secretly cultivated by some noble family.

The body is the color of gold and iron, which should be caused by the refining of the best magic weapon into the body. This method can forcibly cultivate a cultivator in the Qi training realm, but the price is that the path to the Tao is cut off and no progress can be made in a lifetime. "

As Xue Mingzhi identified the bodies of the practitioners in the camp one by one, Zhang Jiang beside him had already fallen into a daze.

If Xue Mingzhi had not forced him here before, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to walk.

The ghost den, the ghost king, the bull-headed Yin general. Everything that happened today was too shocking for him and far exceeded his understanding of this world.

He could only look at Shen Yuan, but saw that Shen Yuan had a calm face and didn't care at all about these dead cultivators.

Shen Yuan really didn't have much interest in the so-called imperial capital families.

The only ones in Daxia that are truly worthy of Shen Yuan's attention are the Imperial Observatory and the Daxia royal family. The other so-called noble families are just ordinary families, and it is impossible for them to touch the truly high-level secrets of cultivation.

To be able to have such achievements at this stage is only possible by relying on one's own strength to plunder spiritual objects in the secular world. The later the spiritual energy tide is, the more shallow the family's foundation will be.

Shen Yuan's attention at this moment was focused on the ghost den that was shrinking around him.

“Although the Ghost King has been killed by Niutou, this ghost den is still an extension of the power of the Lord of Beimang Mountain, and there is a certain degree of danger.

Before contacting the Lord of Beimang Mountain, you must clear away the ghost fog."

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Yuan's powerful divine sense expanded, covering the gradually shrinking ghost den within the range of his divine sense.

Under the cover of Shen Yuan's divine consciousness, Shen Yuan could "see" that the valley where the ancient forbidden land was located was like a huge hole that swallowed everything. Any divine consciousness and ghost fog would be expelled from the ancient forbidden land.

Shen Yuan was not surprised that there were such strange phenomena in the ancient forbidden land. It would be strange if even gods and ghosts could spy on such a forbidden land.

As his divine consciousness enveloped the ghost den, Shen Yuan raised his right hand and waved his sleeves lightly, and the Nine Breaths to Subdue Qi great magical power in his body began to operate at this moment.

In an instant, the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles began to be attracted by Shen Yuan. The omnipresent Yuan Qi of heaven and earth was like an invisible giant hand stirring up the ghost den. A large amount of Yuan Qi of heaven and earth pushed the ghost fog to shrink faster.

Although ghost fog is called fog, its essence is the materialized carrier of ghost power and can be interfered with by the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth.

If there is a Ghost King sitting in the ghost den, the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth will naturally not be able to shake such a huge amount of ghost fog.

However, the Ghost King was dead, and there was not even a single evil ghost to be found in the entire ghost den. The ownerless ghost den was naturally easily interfered with by the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth controlled by Shen Yuan.

The ghost fog swept towards Shen Yuan's camp like a wave. The wide sleeves of his robe were like a bottomless abyss, and the vast amount of ghost fog was all absorbed into his sleeves.

Naturally, these ghost fogs were collected by Shen Yuan into the space in his sleeves to prevent them from spreading into a ghost den in Beimang Mountain.

As a large amount of ghost fog was absorbed, the ghost fog around it gradually faded, and finally the barren land around it that had been eroded by the ghost fog appeared.

The original green mountains and clear waters have long disappeared, the earth is dry and the grass is withered, and all you can see is a scene of desolation.

The ghost fog had shrunk to barely cover an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius. At this moment, Shen Yuan finally saw the true appearance of the legendary ancient forbidden land.

Looking around, the natural mountain is like a huge tomb covering the valley, and there is only a narrow path at the entrance.

Outside the valley, huge, weathered stone tablets surround the entire ancient forbidden area.

Looking at the nearest stone tablet, Shen Yuan could see the blurred Taoist text on it with the word "equality" written on it.

There was a flickering light above the Taoist text, and the seemingly broken stone tablet seemed to have turned into a throne. On it, a king wearing a glazed crown and a dragon robe was looking down at the world, and at his feet, billions of ghosts were struggling and wailing.

"Equal King, one of the Ten Kings of Hell!"

Shen Yuan was startled and quickly withdrew his prying gaze.

Although the purpose of the Ten Kings of Hell is to obtain things related to the authority of the underworld in the hands of the Lord of Beimang Mountain, the Ten Kings of Hell formation does carry some of the authority of the Ten Kings of Hell, and the nominal reason is not completely false.

Although it is only a very small part, the suppression of ghosts by the Ten Kings of Hell is unquestionable. Even ghost immortals find it difficult to break free from the suppression of the Ten Kings of Hell.

The reason why the Ghost King was able to walk out of it before, apart from the careful planning of the Lord of Beimang Mountain, was probably the most crucial factor which was the token on his body representing the King of the Wheel of Death, one of the Ten Kings of Hell.

A thought of surprise flashed through his mind, and in less than a minute, the last of the ghost fog was forcibly driven away by the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth and incorporated into the space in Shen Yuan's sleeves.

As the last trace of ghosts dissipated, the ghost den in Beimang Mountain disappeared completely.

The next moment, the mountain under Shen Yuan's feet suddenly trembled violently, and an angry roar that seemed to come from the ancient earth enveloped the mountains.

In that ancient forbidden land, a terrifying existence seemed to awaken from its slumber.

"Who is it? Who killed the Ghost King under my command and destroyed my Beimang Mountain Ghost Cave!"

In the valley surrounded by mountains, a scarlet eye crossed the space and looked outside the ancient forbidden land.

Throughout the entire Beimang Mountain area, corpses in countless tombs were trembling, as if they were about to stand up and pay homage to the ruler of that ancient forbidden land.

Shen Yuan had expected this in his heart, and he met those angry scarlet eyes without fear.

No matter how angry the Lord of Beimang Mountain was, he could not break through the suppression of the Ten Kings of Hell. The seemingly sensational vision before him was just a bluff.

If we really retreat because of this strange phenomenon, we will be seen through by the Lord of Beimang Mountain.

Starlight gathered in Shen Yuan's eyes, and his star-like gaze collided with the gaze of the scarlet eyes. Invisible pressure quietly emerged in Shen Yuan's heart.

But just the next moment, the angry voice instantly turned into incredible shock.

"It's you! Why are you here?"