Chapter 348

"Are we going to kill them now? Otherwise we will become targets!"

The three swords around Xing Dongliu's waist have been trembling and ready to move.

Ye Fan shook his head: "just change a place!"

Six people disappeared.

After they left, tens of thousands of ghosts turned into rolling mist and rushed towards the town, but they threw themselves into the air.

"Suck!"

They kept sniffing the smell left in the air.

"It's delicious. The taste is so intoxicating!"

"Just, according to the happy bird, these guys look the same as us, but they are sweeter than us!"

The man said this, and the corners of his mouth began to drip.

"Hey, you can talk. Why do you drool?"

"Hum, aren't you?"

……

Ye Fan appeared directly in the center of the underworld with his disciples.

His feet moved: "this is the lower part of the previous Yangjian."

Xing Dongliu asked, "Oh? So, elder martial brothers, they are at our feet now?"

Rong chengrou: "it's likely that we are at the feet of senior brothers!"

"There is no up and down. After all, our world turns slowly, but we can't feel it when we are in the world!"

Ye Fan explained.

Everyone nodded.

"Master, are we going to put down the cast temple here now?"

Rong chengrou asked, looking at the desolate center of the underworld.

This is not better than the sun. Although the scenery of the underworld is good, there are also places with bad scenery. Even the ghost is unwilling to come to places with bad scenery.

"But there are no people here. If we put the cast temple here, will someone really come?"

Ye Fan's body flashed rapidly and went to the desolate area with only red soil a hundred miles away.

"Have you forgotten our attraction to ghosts?"

Rong chengrou: "yes, those ghosts are very sensitive to our breath. If we completely send out our breath around now, I'm afraid they won't be controlled by themselves and come directly here?"

"No, as long as the cast Temple appears here, there will always be ghosts coming. Moreover, I intend to make the cast temple in the underworld communicate with the cast temple in the sun, so that the ghosts in the underworld can realize the existence of the sun!"

Feng Ling asked anxiously, "will they run from the underworld to the sun?"

Ye Fan smiled: "it won't, because the Yin spirit can't enter the Yang at all. They can't stand the Yang erosion in the Yang!"

The Yin spirit can just survive in the underworld by relying on the Yin Qi sprinkled by the three moons. If it goes to the sun, its energy will be completely burnt by the Yang Qi.

Let alone stay in the sun, even if you appear in the sun for more than a quarter of an hour, I'm afraid you have to disperse your soul.

Ye Fan did this because these ghosts in the underworld are indigenous ghosts, not those dead creatures. Therefore, people from the two worlds began to communicate in order to form cognition.

"Well, I'm going to start!"

Ye Fan's mind moved, and the virtual shadow of the temple fell from the sky, enveloping the desolate land of hell for millions of miles.

With Ye Fan's continuous infusion of energy, the virtual shadow of the temple becomes more and more solid.

"Master, I should know where the ghost is coming from!"

"I should have arrived, but in the opposite direction!"

"Ha, these guys really dare to come. This time, a group of ghosts can enter the main casting temple without other people's publicity and become the number one user of our casting temple in the underworld!"

"Well, it seems that I'm exactly what I expected, that's right!"

Boom!

After two slight tremors, the cast Temple completely appeared here.

"Let's go in!"

Ye Fan stared at the ghosts around him and smiled, "welcome to come!"

"Boom!"

The gate of the temple was directly open.

I'm not afraid you won't come, Ye Fan said.

Similarly, the two cast temples of yin and Yang have opened the first three floors, and the fourth floor can't be reached with their strength, but if these guys eat through the third floor, the fourth floor can also enter.

After all, those who have experienced the first three baptisms have become quasi saints for the first time.

Ye Fan stood in the casting holy hall. He looked at the ghosts pouring madly around and nodded.

Now that they have entered here, he should connect it with the cast Temple of the sun.

"System!"

"The system is. What does the host say?"

The silent system was called by Ye Fan, and a female voice appeared in his ear.

"Can you connect the cast Temple of yin and Yang?"

Ye Fan asked.

Although he is now a saint of Hongmeng, he is already vague about the structural principle of the temple.

Let alone connect the two sub halls.

"Yes!"

The system answered almost instantaneously.

"Do you need to connect?"

Ye Fan nodded: "well, connect it. Let the two cast temples form a huge protective cover. If someone enters here, at least they can't enter the vast continent."

"Yes!"

The system answered very simply without hesitation.

Then the casting Temple began to emit dazzling light, but then it was shielded by Ye Fan. This is the underworld. If the spirit is irradiated by these energy, who knows whether it will be scared.

The light penetrates the ground from below and is connected with the energy of strong light from the sun.

Then the two energies began to entangle, hover and merge, forming a huge space channel.

Ye Fan nodded, which was a good job.

Then, the two cast palaces sent out energy with opposite properties again and quickly spread towards the outside.

At this moment, people in both yin and yang are looking at the energy that is farther and farther away from them.

"What happened?"

In the sun, the people waiting outside the cast Temple looked at the sky in surprise. They saw that the light was emitted from the cast temple.

"It's so high. Who of you has been to such a high place?"

Asked a strong man of Zhenjun level.

"I've been there. There's nothing on it. Those stars that seem to be very close to us are actually far away from us, as far as the end of the continent!"

Said a powerful man.

"Look, that energy has become a huge cover!"

"I think this thing should be sent out by the temple to protect us?"

A nun's face was full of longing, although she didn't know why she was like this.

"Well, maybe it's for fear that we might find out the secrets of this world!"

When the man finished, he immediately found that the people around him glared at him. Under the denouncement of a group of practitioners with an exploding sense of justice, he left in dismay.

Ye Fan smiled.

It seems that the cultivators in his world are really sunshine!

That's good!