Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 640
From this information, Wang Lin can also know that Sanxian and Zhuoshen are also strong and weak. If they are nine-kalpa Zhuoshen and Sanxian, they will be extremely powerful. Their strength is so tiny that they are nothing to be afraid of; even, they are weaker than monks who have crossed the realm of robbery.

This ghost cultivator is obviously following the path of the divine way, a deity who has successfully survived a catastrophe, and is not a turbid god.It can be said that he is the strongest monk Wang Lin has seen so far. He doesn't know whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, so how can he not be careful.

"Don't worry, little friend, I have no malicious intentions!" said the ghost cultivator, and a black cloud rose from his feet while his body was fluttering, and he had already arrived not far from Wang Lin.

"Your Excellency?" Wang Lin was careful, and at the same time stared at the other party to size up, and found that the ghost cultivator was wearing a robe, black and red, which looked similar to the official uniforms of the city gods and civil and military judges in the City God's Mansion. Bad look.

"Young Master, this is the Soul Suppressor of the Underworld." At this time, Wang Lin transmitted the image of this ghost cultivator to Mu Qingyun and Li Tang. Li Tang didn't know the evil robe, nor did he know that he held any position in the underworld system, but Mu Qingyun did.

"What is the role of the soul suppressor in the underworld system?" Wang Lin was a little surprised.

"My lord, I don't know that Soul Suppressors are a special kind of errands in the underworld. They are often assigned to guard some taboo places in the underworld to prevent vicious spirits and spirits from rioting in taboo places.

It has to be said that their combat power is not weak. It seems that this ghost should be the soul sedation guarding the black swamp. "Mu Qingyun quickly explained.

"It turns out to be Master Soul Suppressor!" Wang Lin cupped her hands slightly after listening to Mu Qingyun's spiritual thoughts.

"Little friend is knowledgeable. He actually knows the position of Soul Rescue. Many ghosts in the underworld may not know the existence of our kind. Haha, so Xiaoyou should know my duty. I have no malicious intentions." The Soul Rescue smiled. road.

"In today's chaos, and the chaos in the underworld, the envoy can still be loyal to his duty and guard the Black Marsh, I really admire it." Wang Lin said sincerely.

"There will always be a day to bring order out of the chaos and restore order. When I was appointed as the soul suppressor that day, I swore an oath to the heavens. It is my duty to guard this forbidden place and prevent its evil spirits from spreading and harming the underworld. How dare you Break the oath." The soul-suppressor said.

"What's the matter with the envoy?" Wang Lin thought for a moment.

"To be honest, I have something to ask my little friend for help. The underworld is chaotic. I have no source of incense and vows. My mana can't make ends meet. It is extremely difficult to maintain my cultivation. As a result, the number of shots I make every year is extremely limited, and now I can barely suppress it. These ominous spirits will not leave the Black Marsh, but it is estimated that they will be difficult to suppress for a long time.

There are quite a few ominous spirits in this dark swamp that have grown strong enough to the point where they cannot be cleaned up, but I am powerless.

Moreover, ordinary ghost cultivators are helpless against this evil spirit. I saw that the little friend was able to restrain and kill the evil spirit before. I would like to ask my little friend to help eliminate the evil spirit in the black swamp. I will be grateful when the time comes. I don’t know my friend. Would you like to help me with this? "The soul-suppressing envoy said.

Wang Lin thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with the logic of the sedation envoy's words. The underworld system was broken, and he couldn't get incense, vows, salary, and mana. This should be a fact.Therefore, even if there is divine power in his body, it is difficult to make multiple shots. After all, divine power consumes more incense and vows.

According to Wang Lin's analysis, the person behind the Black Swamp Inspectorate should be this soul suppressor, and part of the income from the ghost coin business of the soul insect business may also fall into the hands of this soul suppressor.

And that day I used the extremely pure incense wish power in the Black Swamp Inspectorate. With the cultivation level of this soul requiem who survived a catastrophe, and it was on his territory, he must have discovered it, but he did not shot.

From this, I think that the Black Swamp Inspectorate run by the soul suppressor is just like the rumors, where there is a place of order and a pure land. He strictly abides by this creed and does not take advantage of it.

"I am very impressed by the envoy's persistence here under such circumstances. I am willing to help. However, I still have a few important things to deal with at the moment. How about I come back after I finish these things?" Wang Lin said.

It can be said that cleaning up the evil spirits here is exactly in Wang Lin's arms. After all, evil spirits are extremely special existences, and their souls can nourish magic weapons. Grow to a new height.

Moreover, the green flute's poison ivy also needs to absorb the toxins in it to improve its quality. Since the other party invites it, it can also make it owe itself a favor, so why not do it.

"Thank you very much. I can hold on for another ten or eight years. There is no rush." ​​The soul-suppressor said.

"I still have one thing I don't know. I don't know whether to ask or not. How did this black swamp form, and why didn't the underworld be cleaned up thoroughly back then, and it remains until now?" Wang Lin said.

"Although this black swamp is not big, it is difficult to clean up. It is said that the formation of this swamp is the place where an ancient beast nine infants who surpassed the Golden Fairyland fell, and his body fell into this place. Even if you touch it, you can't escape the catastrophe. It completely poisoned this area into a swamp. The underworld guarded it and slowly melted its toxicity. After so many years, the toxicity has been greatly reduced. Spirits and soul worms. I am not very clear about other matters." The soul-suppressing said.

"Okay, I'll come here to meet the envoy after I've been busy," Wang Lin said.

"I'm waiting for my little friend at the Black Swamp Inspectorate." The Soul Requiem clapped his hands.

Afterwards, Wang Lin left the Black Swamp, came to a remote place, opened the gate of summoning and returned to the stronghold of Anping City.At this time, Mu Qingyun was still galloping towards the city of death in vain.

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Yushan is a famous mountain and river in the Xia Kingdom, which is as famous as Kunlun and Kunwu. Its direction is north-south, forming a huge mountain along the coast of the East China Sea. Because it is located near the sea, the climate is humid and the vegetation is lush, it is also a very beautiful famous mountain. Okawa.

What Qingqiu said about the eastward advance of the Dragon Clan actually refers to entering the East China Sea adjacent to the Yushan Mountains. In terms of geographical location, the Eastward Advancement of the Dragon Clan actually means that they invaded the East Sea westward and crossed the Yushan Mountain to enter the interior of Xia Kingdom.

In the center of the Yushan Mountains, there is a towering mountain that is always shrouded in clouds and mist, and few people can enter it.

At this time, a large number of ghosts swarming in had already surrounded the mountain range, like a dark cloud covering the ground for hundreds of miles.

"You are so bold, you dare to come to my Qingqiu to play wild!" But at this moment, a roar resounded, and the voice was transmitted in all directions, resounding through the sky.At the same time, the mountain peak, which has always been shrouded in clouds and mist, revealed its true face. On the mountain peak, nearly a thousand monks had already lined up in a battle formation, ready to fight.

(End of this chapter)