The underworld inside the soul banner rumbled and shook, Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness was outside the underworld, and she didn't go in for a long time, since Zhuge killed the soul here, she never peeked into the underworld, she had already regarded the underworld in the soul banner as the territory of Zhuge Yikill, and she didn't know if this building that was the same as the underworld on the outside was the same as the underworld on the inside.
After a while, the vibration of the underworld disappeared, and the appearance of the underworld was still the same as the original, Zhang Xiaohan hesitated, and his divine sense slowly moved closer to the past, the city wall, the underworld flag, the gate, the shadow wall inside, the flowers on the other side of the shadow wall, and the main hall of the shadow wall, all of them were exactly the same.
Further inward, on the last hall, she saw the Skybreaker Tower, she couldn't tell whether there was a Skybreaker Tower in the main hall, or if it had just flown in, her divine sense wandered around the Skybreaker Tower, and then took it back.
The divine consciousness continued to wander in the underworld, as if she herself was walking in a courtyard from courtyard to courtyard, not at all the kind of divine consciousness that would take everything into her eyes when it spread, she wandered in the underworld, and saw the familiar punisher, all the underworld in the underworld, all she knew was here, but now there is no Hades, and there is no soul.
There was no real soul here.
Zhang Xiaohan's divine sense slowly withdrew, she felt a little strange, how could there be two identical underworld cities in this world, even if the soul banner and the banner of the underworld were the same and had the same function, how could two underworld cities be.
The divine consciousness withdrew from the underworld, and saw that Ye Xiuwen's soul was drifting towards the underworld, she couldn't help but look, the right gate of the underworld opened, but Ye Xiuwen stood down.
Looking at the city gate, Ye Xiuwen walked to the main gate, stretched out his hand to push, when his palm touched the city gate, black smoke suddenly appeared, and Ye Xiuwen's palm was withdrawn, even if it was dark and he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhang Xiaohan could still feel the surprise on Ye Xiuwen's face, the corrosion brought by this touch made the color on his body darker, Ye Xiuwen hesitated, and still walked to the gate on the right.
Zhang Xiaohan's divine sense followed the past, and saw Ye Xiuwen standing in front of the shadow wall of the past life, silently staring at the flowers on the other side of the shadow wall, for a long time, his consciousness was not swallowed up by the shadow wall, and there was no punisher to greet him, and then Zhang Xiaohan watched Ye Xiuwen wandering around the underworld, just like herself.
Ye Xiuwen walked all the way to the last hall, and was surprised again when he saw the Sky Breaking Tower, he wanted to enter the Sky Breaking Tower, but there was still a big hall as if it was forbidden, and his soul couldn't go in.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness slowly withdrew from the soul flag, she looked at the soul flag in her hand in a daze, and then put it into the storage bracelet.
Raising her eyes and looking again, the dense fog was still there, and the pillars in the dense fog were full of shadows, she walked into the dense fog, the formation stopped completely, she turned around, remembered the position of the pillar, but also knew that such a formation that could only be activated with the blood and essence of a living person, she would never use it.
The divine consciousness was scattered, but there was no wandering soul in the dense fog, until it was out of the range of the dense fog, Zhang Xiaohan frowned and looked back at the dense fog, and suddenly his face changed, could it be because of the disappearance of the Sky Breaking Tower, the wandering soul in the dense fog was out of the dense fog, then, the spirit of the golden armor monks in the extraterritorial battlefield with such strength was something they could defeat.
Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness was suddenly released, her divine consciousness could penetrate the calamity when the calamity came, and the distance released in this extraterritorial battlefield was several times farther than before, and the divine consciousness was gathered into a beam of scanning, which was even more distant, and sure enough, within the scope of the divine consciousness, a tall wandering spirit was wandering unconsciously, and the moment it came into contact with Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness, it suddenly turned its head.
The geist seemed to have given birth to wisdom, but when he saw the faint green flame in its eye sockets, Zhang Xiaohan knew that it was an illusion, and the wisdom of the geist was never the wisdom in the eyes of the monks, even if they were tall and strong, they were just instincts.
The two teleported towards each other at the same time, and at the same time, Zhang Xiaohan sacrificed the soul flag, she was like a real Hades, with a flick of her arm, the soul flag took the spirit into it.
Zhang Xiaohan is no longer a concentrated strafing of her divine sense, she no longer puts away the soul flag, but just flies in mid-air, releasing her divine consciousness in a fan shape as much as possible, and she no longer sacrifices the transparent five-element flying sword to kill the wandering soul, but only uses the banner to absorb the wandering soul attracted by the divine sense, until she meets the first batch of monks surrounded by the wandering spirit.
A geist who broke away from the dense fog was even taller than in the dense fog, and a dozen ordinary high-level geists were constantly chasing after more than a dozen golden-armored monks, and every time they teleported up, there were gold-armored monks screaming miserably, and their bodies were dyed with white flames.
Zhang Xiaohan rushed over, and at the same time released his divine sense, locking on the tall geist, and also locking on the other geistins.
Without any suspense, Zhang Xiaohan's powerful divine sense instantly attracted all the spirits, and the spirits gave up the prey in front of them and pounced on Zhang Xiaohan, all of them were swept into the soul flags, and the white flames on the monks' bodies were also extinguished at the same time as the spirits disappeared.
There were a total of thirteen golden-armored monks, including almost all the monks of the Lower Immortal Domain, and one was a monk from the Black Prison City, they were full of gratitude for the rest of their lives, and after standing still, they stepped forward one after another and thanked Zhang Xiaohan, looking at Zhang Xiaohan's gray robe and the coercion of the Daluo Jinxian monks faintly emanating from his body, several monks looked at Zhang Xiaohan's eyes and gradually brightened.
"You can call me Boss Zhang."
Zhang Xiaohan nodded, the monks in front of her were all Golden Immortal cultivators, and according to the conventions of the Immortal Cultivation World, she was their senior.
"Can you summon the monks in your own domain to come over" Zhang Xiaohan said, glancing at the monks of Black Prison City, she remembered that Ye Fei had said that the monks of Black Prison City had a connection with each other.
"Boss Zhang, there is a signal for help among the monks of Black Prison City, according to the rules of Black Prison City, when you see a signal for help, no matter what happens, you must rush immediately, but I don't know what Boss Zhang means by this order, and I don't dare to violate the rules of Black Prison City."
When the monk of the Black Prison City saw Zhang Xiaohan looking over, he immediately replied respectfully, in fact, he had vaguely guessed the reason, but the rules of the Black Prison City did not dare to violate it easily.
"You have also seen the new appearance of these wandering spirits on the extraterritorial battlefield, it is not something that the golden-armored monks can kill, if the monks disperse again, sooner or later they will become their prey, you are by my side, I can protect you, but if I want to find them one by one, I'm afraid it's too late."
Zhang Xiaohan was straightforward.
The black-armored golden-faced monk gave Zhang Xiaohan a deep salute when he heard this, and after straightening up, there was an extra black bead in his hand, just now when he was chased by the wandering soul and the white flame on his body was ignited, he did not hesitate to excite the bead to the sky at this moment. t1706231537: