Yang Chen moved forward cautiously. The further he walked, the more he felt the gloomy smell around him, as if there was a conspiracy hidden in the dark.
The Soul King's palace definitely held an unusual secret. What exactly was this secret? He became more and more impatient to reveal the veil of it all.
Thinking and walking.
He was getting closer and closer to the castle.
But at this moment, suddenly, a chilling coldness suddenly rushed towards Yang Chen.
When the coldness spread, Yang Chen immediately felt something was wrong, and quickly retreated layer by layer. The next moment, an explosion sounded from his position.
Then, the vegetation on the ground began to rot and completely disintegrate.
Yang Chen aimed his eyes and saw an old man with gray hair and palms that were as withered as dry wood.
The old man had a sinister smile on his face, chuckled twice, and locked his eyes on Yang Chen.
"Boy, are you really strong? You actually escaped my blow. It seems that you disobeyed orders and broke into this place without permission. You must have some confidence." The old man said expressionlessly.
When Yang Chen saw this person appear, he was slightly startled. He was a strong man in the Mahayana stage, and his aura was stronger than the Yun Xiao Tianzun he had seen.
I'm afraid there must be about 25,000 Taoist inscriptions.
This made Yang Chen narrow his eyes slightly.
He can still handle the Mahayana period of 20,000 Taoist inscriptions, but the Mahayana period of 25,000 Taoist inscriptions is a little more difficult.
Where did the other person get it from, and when did he discover him?
"Sure enough, wasn't that an illusion?" Yang Chen secretly judged in his heart.
Immediately, he looked at the old man and said: "May I ask your senior's surname? There are some special reasons for this junior to come here. Even if the rules are broken, senior and I are both members of Tianzun Pavilion, so we won't come up here.
Come and kill this junior."
"Hahaha, boy. How do I know that you are not someone who is trying to do something evil to the Spirit King? What's wrong with killing you? The Spirit King's Palace needs strict protection. Anyone who tries to approach the Spirit King's Palace will be punished.
For those who want to murder the Spirit King, the result is that they will be killed without mercy!"
The white-haired old man twisted his neck: "Just keep your life here."
"Senior said something so high-sounding. The so-called protection of the Spiritual King must be an excuse. What are you hiding?" Yang Chen looked indifferent.
"What do you want to say?" The white-haired old man licked his lips. He felt that Yang Chen seemed to know something.
Yang Chen smiled faintly: "What do you want to say... Maybe what the senior said sounds so nice, but maybe, you are not human at all?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man's veins were exposed: "What do you mean?"
"Why are you so nervous? I just said it casually. Looking at your expression, it seems that I have guessed something?" Yang Chen said with a smile.
He was a little suspicious at first, but now it seems that his judgment was correct.
The area around the Soul King's palace was actually occupied by ghosts from the underworld.
This white-haired old man is not a human at all, but a ghost that has taken over the human body.
In fact, this is something that ghosts in the underworld are very good at. The ghosts in the underworld are themselves spiritual bodies. The so-called resurrection from the dead and the resurrection of the dead are actually this kind of forced possession of the body.
Ghosts from the underworld are naturally better at this.
But they show that they are not good at it, and they seem to have no idea about this aspect at all. Their purpose is to achieve better results at critical moments.
Like now...
The most important place in the Human Spirit King's Palace has been occupied by people without knowing it. Unexpectedly, no one knows about this matter. How terrible is this!
The white-haired old man was also very fluctuating now, and his face became tense after what Yang Chen said: "Boy, it seems that you are not one of those curious disciples who rashly broke into this place, but Tianzun Yunbie sent you here? Tianzun Yunbie really did
I became suspicious of this place."
Yang Chen originally never thought of telling lies, but now he had an idea and said with a calm smile: "Who knows, maybe senior kills me today, and then Tianzun Yunbie will be sure, what about the things here?"
The white-haired old man was shocked and began to hesitate.
If Tianzun Yunbie sent Yang Chen here, it means that he must have some doubts about Tianzun Pavilion, but he is not completely suspicious yet.
If he kills Yang Chen and Yang Chen doesn't come back alive, Tianzun Yunbie will know this by then, and he will know that there is a problem in the Lingwang Palace without even thinking about it.
While he was thinking this way, it became difficult to make a choice.
But he didn't know that Yang Chen and Tianzun Yunbie didn't know each other at all, and they were just trying to confuse this old man in the Mahayana stage.
He controlled the dead black wind and suddenly roared to attack.
The white-haired old man with 25,000 Taoist inscriptions shows that the underworld attaches great importance to the Spiritual King's Palace, and sent this expert to guard it, probably to ensure that everything is safe.
A master of this level cannot be underestimated. It is necessary to show your true skills and play tricks at the same time.
The white-haired old man's heart was shaken by Yang Chen's words. When he was thinking, how could he have expected Yang Chen's shocking sneak attack.
Only when the critical moment came, did he react and duck out of the way, barely dodging the attack of the deadly black wind.
However, the Dead Black Wind attacked quickly and still managed to hit some.
The white-haired old man screamed and was rubbed by the dead black wind, and one of his arms was cut off.
"Boy, you!" The white-haired old man couldn't believe that as a Mahayana stager, he would be hurt by Yang Chen's Nirvana stage today.
Now that the arm is broken, a large amount of ghost energy can no longer be wrapped by the physical body, rising up and surrounding all directions.
"Humph, I guessed it right." Yang Chen said with a gloomy expression.
"Good boy, you are not an ordinary Nirvana, you can actually hurt me." The white-haired old man licked his lips. He was a little panicked at first, but soon turned into a sneer.
"I don't need to kill you, I just take over your body and go back and make a deal with Yunbie Tianzun. Hehe, as someone who is in the Nirvana stage, he has such strength. I can definitely get a lot of things by taking over your body."
The white-haired old man laughed strangely.
But Yang Chen said coldly: "Really, the premise must be that you have the ability to occupy my body!"
"Hahaha, kid, do you really think that just because you hurt my arm, you can do whatever you want!" The white-haired old man stamped his foot, and a large number of Taoist inscriptions spread.
This inscription made a face, and went straight to Yang Chen one by one, biting and ferocious.
Yang Chen quickly displayed his Taoist inscriptions, and they collided together in an instant. The power of most of the Taoist inscriptions was completely rotted away.
