That's right, that missing corner was hidden by Tang Jie.

There is no so-called missing corner in this third level, everything is Tang Jie's conspiracy.

The reason is simple, he wants to control the number of ghosts.

Too many ghosts die, which is not conducive to the future exploration, and too few ghosts die, which is not conducive to cutting grass and roots behind him. With this method, Tang Jie can precisely control the number of ghosts within a range that he can grasp, and can maximize his own income-allowing the ghosts to listen to his opinions, and at the same time obtain valuable valuables. The origin of the soul.

In the torrent of spells, ghosts were howling and dying.

The remnants of the dead soul remained, turning into wisps of black smoke, drifting into Tang Jie's hands.

These remnant souls wailed in Tang Jie's hands, twisted, and uttered a painful whistle. They wanted to escape but couldn't escape, because the cage made up of flames in Tang Jie's hand trapped them and kept refining.

This is the most taboo method of refining ghosts in the underworld.

In the underworld, whoever dares to use this method can easily become the target of the public, and only in this situation will the ghosts sit back and watch Tang Jie refining ghosts.

As the ghosts were thrown into the purgatory cage, a little black light, a piece of soul fire, and finally condensed into a group of jelly-like objects. Kneading it in Tang Jie's hands, it turned into a small seal.

This is the soul source obtained through the method of refining ghosts. As Tang Jie said, it has an extremely magical function.

With the fight at this moment, seeing that the soul origin in his hand is getting more and more, it is gradually about the size of the small print in the sleeve, and the number of ghosts is getting less and less, Tang Jie finally said: "Okay, it should be enough."

Speaking and gently pinching the soul origin, the soul origin has changed into a small print.

Tang Jie then turned around and walked to the floating platform, making a few gestures against the missing corner, seeming to be comparing something, then took it back and pinched it a few times, just like a sculpture, moving gently and carefully.

After doing this for a while, the soul's origin has become the same as the gold seal in his arms, and even the color is exactly the same. Tang Jie seems to be particularly dissatisfied. To be like a sculptor.

The ghosts were so drowsy by him, but they didn't dare to urge them, so they could only wait patiently. But he didn't know that during this repeated inspection, Tang Jie had slipped the soul source into his sleeve, and then changed his hand to take out the real golden seal. I didn't waste time. I threw it to the floating platform as I took it out. I saw a ray of light on the floating platform immediately, and then moved towards the upper stone gate.

"Moved, really moved!" The ghosts cheered: "This soul is really useful!"

Tang Jie smiled secretly in his heart, he didn't know whether the soul origin was useful, but this treasure originally belonged to the floating platform, it was definitely useful.

In the midst of drifting, the floating platform was close to Shimen, filling the last piece of the step.

After seeing the ghosts, they cheered up and shouted: "Go!"

Pounced towards the top one after another.

Seeing this situation, Tang Jie walked forward in his spare time. Throughout the journey, all the ghosts took the initiative to give way to him, and it was obvious that Tang Jie had used his actions to gain the respect of the ghost kings.

This is really not only being sold by Tang Jie, but also counting money for Tang Jie.

You must know that just now, the cannibalism caused the most damage to the ghosts. Needless to say, those ghost soldiers and generals, as low-powered, were sacrificed almost at the beginning of the battle, and even the ghost kings were nearly 50 dead. And the previous three levels did not add up to a few ghost kings, but because of Tang Jie's words, he lost one third at once.

At this time, all the ghosts, apart from the hundreds of king-level ghosts, there were almost no low-level ghosts, and the tragic deaths and injuries can be imagined, but they also attached great importance to Tang Jie.

Entering the stone gate, the ghosts came to a large hall and saw a tall altar standing in the hall. The altar is made of extremely rare lapis lazuli, engraved with intricate patterns, waiting for idlers to just look at it and feel dizzy, most of these ghost kings are king-level, they can finally bear it, but they can't watch it for a long time.

A coffin is placed on top of the altar.

The coffin was carved from Wannian Hualong wood. It was a scene of adoration by the people. On the top of the coffin, there was a man with extraordinary momentum. Although it was a woodcut, it was lifelike, with endless majesty.

On the top of the coffin cover, there is a splendid mountain and river satin, which is also made of extraordinary silk. Although it will not rot after thousands of years, it is draped on the coffin cover like a layer of light sand to protect the person in the coffin.

When the ghosts saw it, they whistled together.

"Finally here."

"Finally, we can see what happened to the souls of the millennium in the future."

"I don't know what good things are in the coffin."

"Open it to see if you don't see it."

"Be careful of something that jumps out of it to scare you to death."

"Joke, we are ghosts, and what ghosts can scare us."

"That's it."

There was a lot of discussion.

A group of ghosts, imitating human beings, doing this kind of gold touch, although their life forms are different, their greedy nature is the same.

Only Tang Jie jumped over the coffin and looked around.

The hall was empty, there was nothing but the central altar, but some reliefs were carved on the surrounding walls.

Inscribed on the relief is a pastoral story of a man farming and a woman weaving. Later, the man received the conscription order and was ordered to join the army. The woman was waiting at home, but she hadn't seen her husband return for a long time... An old-fashioned love story, placed in this tomb hall, has a special charm.

At the end of the relief, in the deepest center of the hall, you can see a woman standing in the clouds in fluttering clothes, looking up at the sky, her eyes full of tears.

The moment he saw this picture, Tang Jie's heart moved slightly.

But before he could react, the ghosts behind him were already crawling towards the altar. When he came to the coffin, a ghost king went to lift the lid of the coffin.

Tang Jie shouted upon seeing this: "Be careful!"

But it was still a step too late, and upon hearing a boom, the coffin lid suddenly flew up and hit the ghost king. Obviously it was just a coffin lid, hitting the ghost king, but like a mountain, he smashed the ghost king's body directly, instead of coming out.

The ghosts screamed sternly, and when they were waiting for action, they saw that a hand had been stretched out in the coffin.

To be precise, it is a bone claw, but the knuckles are as white as jade. Stretching out of the coffin, he just grabbed the air, grabbed the throat of a ghost king, and then squeezed it lightly, and heard a click. The ghost king had his neck broken and fell down like this.

The rest were shocked, and after fleeing together, the incorporeal ghost turned into a gust of wind and drifted away.

The hand of the jade bone just looked for the air, and then captured the wind, and the wind whirled around in the hand of the bone, making a grimace and howling in terror, and then wasted in the hand of the jade bone little by little. No longer exist.

The ghosts were all startled, and then a magnificent voice came: "Who is it, dare to disturb my sleep!"

With this voice, a jade skeleton with a purple and gold crown has slowly sat up from the coffin.

I saw this skeleton wearing a yellow dragon robe, a jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a pair of cloud boots on his feet. All of them are the best in the world, the magic weapon of cultivation, and the eyes of the ghosts are extremely hot.

The Wuxin Ghost King laughed and said, "You are the Emperor Yunhai? You really became a ghost but didn't enter the underworld, until you don't know what made you stay here. But Fan Yunhai, since I'm here today, don't you follow me obediently Wait for a walk in the underworld!"

He said that with a wave of his hand, two dead servants had already stood up, holding the Death God soldiers towards the Yunhai Emperor.

As long as this death soldier handed over to the body of Emperor Yunhai, whether it was restrained or taken, it would be directly pulled into the underworld, and it could no longer be the master.

But the moment the Death God soldier handed it out, the corpse of Emperor Yunhai suddenly lifted his head and shouted in a low voice: "Bold ghosts, dare to commit crimes!"

Speaking of the white jade bone claw waved, the bodies of the two dead servants had been cut apart and fell to the ground.

Deadpool came without a trace, and was the most difficult to capture. I didn't expect that under the hands of Emperor Yunhai, he would fall without the qualifications to dodge, and his death was simply and neat. Finally, the Death Soldier was unharmed, and the Unintentional Ghost King caught him in the air and took the Death Soldier back. I just wanted to use the Death Warriors to create two more Deadpools, but found that I no longer had any subordinates. In the full hall, there are many ghosts, but they are all kings. The pawns are so few that they are pitiful, and a few are from other families. Ling's Wuxin Ghost King was unable to recreate the dead waiter for a while.

Then the Emperor Yunhai uttered a hey, and when the coffin was neutral, a cloud of mist surged towards the ghosts. The clouds and mists rolled, and the boundless icy breath overflowed, sweeping the hall with the ice-bound ten thousand li.

The ghost was originally a cold product, not afraid of the cold, but in the face of the frosty white mist, he still couldn't help but shiver. This chill is not only aimed at the body, even the soul will be infested. Under the evil force, even the ghosts can't bear it.

However, there are more than one hundred king-level ghosts here~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing that Emperor Yunhai started his hand, he screamed and screamed and shot at the same time. The ghost hand, the dying spirit, the Baisha Demon Flame, the Bone Phosphorus Fire, the Ghost Sorrowful Wind, etc., all smashed towards the Emperor Yunhai.

So many king-level ghosts shot together, and logically, with one blow, the entire tomb could be blasted open. But for some reason, as the ghosts took action, I heard a screaming sound in the hall. The hands of the ghosts, which could have been pierced in gold and jade, suddenly became soft and smashed on the Hualong coffin without leaving a white mark; The dying air that can erode all things blows on the Emperor Yunhai as if the breeze blows; the Baisha demon flame that can burn even the soul can not hurt the sea of ​​clouds by half, and the bone phosphorous fire is like a child's firework, bringing only a touch. Liangcai; The dreadful spirit of the soul and grief wind with no intent to fight has not only failed to work, but it has made Emperor Yunhai more intent on fighting.

The white jade bone hand waved, just brushing and dancing several times, several big ghosts had been directly torn and shredded by it.

The various spells of those ghost kings were as weak as paper before the claws of Emperor Yunhai.

No, it's not that Emperor Yunhai's claws are too ruthless, but that all of his spell power has been greatly weakened in this hall.