First Summoner

The other evil ghosts in black robes saw this and laughed viciously. They did not try to stop it but stood there watching the show.

Shen Yan's eyes turned cold, and he raised his sword to meet the attack of the two black-robed evil spirits.

There was an explosion with a 'boom'.

Shen Yan was outnumbered and fell into a disadvantage, and was violently knocked back several steps.

Just when her body was unstable, Qi Yan, who was standing beside her, was quick to raise his arm and hold Shen Yan's back steadily.

After Shen Yan regained her footing, Qi Yan withdrew his hand without leaving a trace.

Qi Yan's face was stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Didn't you say you would take us to see Lord Ghost King? Why? Now you are touching us here, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the faces of the two black-robed evil ghosts, who were already extremely daring, suddenly became gloomy. They glared at Qi Yan and Shen Yan fiercely, with cold light flashing in their eyes.

At the same time, the black-robed ghosts around also began to make a fuss.

"Hehehe... Kill them quickly!" A hideous-looking ghost in a black robe screamed.

"That's right, let's kill these two ungrateful guys quickly!" another resentful ghost with a hoarse and unpleasant voice echoed.

Some even laughed obscenely and shouted, "Haha, I haven't tasted a woman for a long time. Take off the mask on her face and strip off all her clothes! Let's enjoy this little girl's body!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Hurry up and do it!"

The other black-robed ghosts also started shouting loudly, each with a greedy and ferocious look, like a group of hungry wolves seeing delicious prey.

Shen Yan looked calm, but Qi Yan's face was gloomy and cold, and he was obviously angry.

Qi Yan turned his wrist slightly, and the long sword reflected a cold light.

Seeing this scene, the two black-robed evil ghosts became enraged, and they immediately attacked in the direction of Shen Yan and Qi Yan.

boom--

The two forces collided.

The two black-robed ghosts were chopped to the ground in an instant.

This made the surrounding black-robed ghosts even more excited. They were not angry or worried about their companions' injuries at all.

Qi Yan turned his head to look at Shen Yan, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Why don't you just go in?!"

Shen Yan replied: "Because I want to meet the Ghost King here."

Her expression was complicated, her heart was beating fast, and her hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened a little.

In her previous life, she was teleported to the underworld, and the first place she came to should be the spirit realm hell layer, and the ghost king at that time...

"You know the Ghost King?" Qi Yan was shocked.

Shen Yan said something ambiguous: "Maybe it's not her."

Qi Yan tried his best to understand the meaning of this sentence, and at this time the two black-robed evil ghosts were furious and rushed towards this side quickly.

Shen Yan had come back to her senses. She tightly grasped the Tianzhou Divine Sword in her hand, and thinking of the move that the person had once taught her, she slowly closed her eyes.

Before Qi Yan could react, the person beside him had disappeared. When he appeared again, the two black-robed evil spirits had been cut in half by her.

In an instant, resentment surged and exploded into mist.

Seeing this, the black-robed resentful ghosts present excitedly absorbed the resentment.

At this moment, the Tianzhou Divine Sword in Shen Yan's hand was covered by tangible ghost power, and the sword body seemed to be engraved with totem patterns.

Weird and dangerous!

Qi Yan was slightly surprised to see her kill two evil ghosts. Although he knew that she could fight against opponents of higher levels, he did not expect that she could kill an evil ghost whose cultivation level was ten levels higher than hers.

His eyes fell on her sword...

what is this? !!

Shen Yan did not deliberately hide her moves. She raised her head and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in her eyes.

If that's the one who's the Ghost King, he would definitely recognize this move.

Because that's what she taught me.

After a few seconds, Shen Yan's eyes dimmed a little.

Yes, more than 30,000 years have passed, and she may no longer be here.

At this time, the thin black-robed evil ghost urged: "Follow us!"

"hurry up!"

Shen Yan raised her eyes, her gaze was extremely cold. She turned to look at Qi Yan and uttered one word: "Kill."

When Qi Yan met her eyes, his heart was suddenly shocked.

The tacit understanding that had been cultivated over the past few days made him respond immediately, and he raised his sword to kill the black-robed evil spirits around him.

Shen Yan stood up with his sword in hand.

Clang——

"Do you want to die?!" Shen Yan and Qi Yan's behavior angered the black-robed evil ghosts present. They immediately fought back and no longer cared about the existence of the Ghost King.

Dozens of black-robed evil ghosts with a cultivation level of sixty levels in the underworld surrounded Shen Yan and Qi Yan, almost drowning them completely.

However, accompanied by bursts of screams, many black-robed evil spirits were killed or seriously injured.

When facing evil spirits with higher cultivation than her, Shen Yan frequently resisted and sometimes found the right opportunity to counterattack.

No matter how careful Shen Yan was, he was still covered in wounds.

Her face grew paler.

The next moment, a cold light struck, and her arm was cut. The pain made Shen Yan's scalp numb and cold sweat broke out.

Ji, who was in the supernatural space, immediately flashed out and gathered his palm power to repel the evil spirits around him. The young boy looked at Shen Yan with a worried look on his face, "Can you still hold on?"

Shen Yan endured the pain and nodded.

Ji's face looked grim. If it weren't for Wu Ying and the others who couldn't enter the hell layer, their master wouldn't have been so badly injured now.

The emergence of the disease immediately changed the situation.

After Shen Yan swallowed a pill, he joined the battle again.

The three of them worked together to deal with the black-robed evil spirits.

The vengeful ghosts that were tied up not far away were staring at the situation here, and some of them began to struggle, trying to break free from their restraints.

About an incense stick later, there were only nine black-robed evil ghosts left.

Shen Yan and the other two were all seriously injured.

Blood oozed from the corners of Shen Yan's mouth, and her soul began to gradually become transparent.

When Qi Yanheji saw this, his face changed in shock and his eyes were filled with worry.

Ji said anxiously: "Master, please go back to the space to heal your wounds."

Shen Yan slowly straightened up, she pursed her pale and dry lips, and twitched the corners of her lips slightly, "I'm a little tired."

Ji was stunned for a moment.

He rarely heard Shen Yan say this because she always tried to hold on.

Qi Yan felt guilty when he heard this. He was the one who failed to protect Miss Shen. If he was stronger...

Just when Shen Yan was about to summon out the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower, a powerful pressure suddenly swept over from the front, shaking the entire Thirteenth Level of Hell.

"You killed so many of my men, do you still want to leave alive?"

Following the sound, I saw a magnificent and gorgeous sedan chair appearing not far ahead.

This sedan chair was carried steadily on the shoulders of eight burly and strong men, who walked slowly and steadily towards this side with orderly and steady steps.

On the sedan chair, there was sitting a small figure, a little boy who looked only four or five years old. He had delicate features and a pale face, and was dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold brocade. He was leaning on the couch, with his chin slightly raised, and was looking down at everyone present with a condescending and arrogant look, with an arrogant and domineering demeanor.