Chapter 409: The Ghost King of Yinshan
The instinct of the incompetent soul to devour other remnant souls seems to be greater than anything else.
Even though he was bound by these chains that were like strange pythons and dragons, he was still struggling hard.
"Crash."
"Crash, crash."
Under the fierce struggle of Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul, the chain made a loud noise.
Even these chains blessed by the eighteen levels of hell are still unable to bind the remnant soul of Wu Mian Sheng. He drags the chains and is still devouring the remnant soul.
"Grandma, you're stupid"
"You won't give up until you swallow all these remnant souls, right?" Lin Yuan cursed.
Wumeng Sheng was a second-level strongman during his lifetime. Lin Yuan suspected that the remnant soul of Wu Meng Sheng probably inherited some of Wumeng Sheng's skills.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be bound by the chains he had condensed with the power of eighteen levels of hell.
However, he cannot be allowed to continue to devour other remnant souls
Lin Yuan wants to collect souls to fill his eighteen levels of hell.
According to what Bai Lao said, the more souls there are in the eighteen levels of hell, the stronger one will be.
Now, the scourge of Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul has come uninvited. If he continues like this, won’t it mean that no matter how many souls he collects, he will eventually eat them?
Mom
By then, wouldn’t my work have been in vain?
I have been busy for a long time, all working for Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul.
The most important thing is that this thing is worse than capitalists
After he eats it up, he will not get any benefit at all
Lin Yuan's face was dark, looking at the incompetent Sheng Canhun who was dragging a heavy chain and trying to devour the remnant soul. He thought to himself, if the chains can't tie you down, then fine, I'll pin you down at the bottom of the mountain.
With a thought from Lin Yuan, the chains binding the remnant soul of Wu Wen Sheng began to shrink rapidly, and they continued to exert force, dragging Wu Wen Sheng to fly forward.
Soon, these chains dragged Wu Wen Sheng to the foot of a big mountain.
This mountain is called Yinshan Mountain.
Yinshan was not formed by Lin Yuan condensing the power of the eighteen levels of hell, but by the dean when he inscribed the eighteen levels of hell on Lin Yuan's soul.
Strictly speaking, Yinshan is also part of the eighteen levels of hell.
With a thought from Lin Yuan, a gap opened up on the Yin Mountain. Then, with a strong swing of the chain, the remnant soul of Incompetent Victory was thrown into the gap.
The next moment, the cracks closed, and the remnant soul of Incompetent Victory was suppressed inside.
"Boom."
"Boom."
However, even if it is pressed under the Yin Mountain, the incompetent soul is still dishonest.
He kept struggling at the foot of the mountain, as if he was trying to lift the Yinshan Mountain and escape from it.
Lin Yuan's face became more and more ugly, what the hell is this?
It was just a remnant soul, but it was so powerful.
At this moment, Lin Yuan had a feeling that the mountain could not hold him down.
If it were true incompetence that defeated resurrection, Lin Yuan would naturally not be his opponent.
However, how could this mere remnant soul overturn Yinshan Mountain?
However, regardless of the reason, the Yinshan Mountain is indeed constantly rising and falling, and the rocks are constantly shaking off.
If this continues, Lin Yuan will not be able to live in peace at all.
Lin Yuan cannot continue to be in a stalemate with Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul in these eighteen levels of hell.
In desperation, he could only try to expel the incompetent soul, but he still couldn't do it.
Suddenly, an idea came into Lin Yuan's mind.
Since it is impossible to expel and suppress, what about recruiting people?
Lin Yuan is the master of the eighteen levels of hell. It stands to reason that he can pardon and seal the remnants of the incompetent souls. The underworld among the eighteen levels of hell.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan immediately said, "I can't win. From today on, I will designate you as the Ghost King of Yinshan and be responsible for guarding Yinshan."
"From now on, everyone who enters the eighteenth floor You choose the evil soul of hell, and choose one of the ten to devour it."
Lin Yuan tried to recruit the invincible remnant soul, and the salary he gave him was to enter the eighteenth level of hell in the future. One-tenth of the remaining soul.
After Lin Yuan finished speaking, the whimpering sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling came from the eighteenth level of hell.
Immediately afterwards, a black light was seen shining on the body of Wu Ming Sheng Remnant Soul.
Subsequently, Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul also changed.
A pair of broken armor appeared on his body, and a huge mountain-breaking ax appeared in his hand.
Lin Yuan could clearly feel that he could now control the Incompetent Victory Remnant Soul. No, it should be said that the Ghost King of Yinshan was fighting for him.
Third level
Lin Yuan could clearly feel the strength of the Yinshan Ghost King. The third level strong man was even stronger than himself now.
The only pity is that after he became the Ghost King of Yinshan, he could only move in the eighteenth level of hell.
It cannot appear in the real world like the black and white impermanence or the bull-headed and horse-faced things manifested by the tattoo ability.
But it is enough. There is the Ghost King of Yinshan who is sitting in the eighteenth level of hell. In the future, if he gathers powerful souls and enters the eighteenth level of hell, Lin Yuan is not afraid of his troubles.
In the eighteenth level of hell, Lin Yuan was still immersed in the joy of regaining the Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain.
As everyone knows, the danger is approaching.
The outside world.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, his consciousness manifesting in the eighteenth level of hell. At this time, his defense was zero, and he relied entirely on Kong Aotian to protect him.
"Hey"
"I don't know if Lin Yuan can succeed. Incompetent Victory is the second level peak after all. Even if a remnant soul, and should not be underestimated. "Kong Aotian was worried at the moment.
At this time, the six-winged mosquito passed through the restriction in the human race bag and found the location of Lin Yuan.
In the dark, he looked Lin Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged, said to himself, "That's the kid. "
"As long as I kill him, the restrictions in the human race bag will disappear, and this baby will truly belong to me. "
After thinking of this, the short spear appeared in the hand of the six-winged mosquito.
This short spear was transformed from his mosquito mouth. It is extremely sharp and can even hit Penetrate his defense by one level.
Back then, he only relied on the sharpness of the mosquito's mouth to eat three of the twelve-level lotuses of the Buddha.
The six-winged mosquito thought. He wanted to take action with a gun, but he also felt that once he took action, he might alert Lin Yuan and the protector.
At that time, he had no chance of winning against two people.
He thought. After this, the short spear in his hand changed into an arrow, and then the six wings on his back turned into a hard bow.
The six-winged mosquito opened its bow and shot at Lin Yuan. >
The arrow shot extremely cunningly, as if it had penetrated the void, and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yuan.
When he saw the arrow, Kong Aotian had no time to react.
< p>It was too late, but it was soon.Just when the arrow was about to hit Lin Yuan's head, Kong Aotian almost subconsciously stood in front of Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan was sitting cross-legged, and Kong Aotian stood to block the arrow for him.
This resulted in the arrow originally aimed at Lin Yuan's head hitting Kong Aotian's lower abdomen.
At the same time, at the Peacock Daming King Dojo, a roar resounded throughout the world.
"So brave"
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