In the blue light pillar, after the Zen Wind Shura seal was formed, the faces inside changed countless times faster. Even Meng Tianshu's naked eyes could not catch it, but Ning Qi and Prince Ming could see it clearly in a minute.

A second passed, Qingkong Juanluo kept using

Looking at Ning Qi with horrified eyes, he had no cultivation at all and did not dare to escape at all, let alone act rashly, lest he be slapped to death by the other party. However, Qingkong Juanluo was still thinking about how to inform Emperor Hades of this matter.

Only in this way can he save his life today!

"How often does the shift come around here?"

Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianshu.

Ten days have passed, but Zenfeng Shura has not found any results in his search. A layer of cold sweat has appeared on his face, and Ning Qi's expression has gradually become a little unsightly.

"One year."

Meng Tianshu whispered.

Ning Qi nodded lightly, and his eyes fell on Zenfeng Shura. If this person still couldn't get a result in a year, he wouldn't mind suppressing the guy who came to change the shift again. Anyway, this time, if he couldn't get the result, Ning Qi was

Will not leave the Temple of Reincarnation.

There were too many souls captured by the Samsara Temple. When a year was about to pass, Zenfeng Shura still had not found the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

One day, another chief clerk who was changing his shift walked into the temple. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was a little stunned.

He understands what Zen Wind Shura does, and he does it regularly on weekdays. However, how could Qingkong Juanluo, the dignified master of the law enforcement hall, lie on the ground and watch Zen Wind Shura violate discipline in front of him!?

Before he could figure this out, Prince Ming had already appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "Shh!"

The next moment, there was a bang, and this master, who was also a great master in the late Nether Realm, was directly deposed. The third prince of the underworld threw him next to Qingkong Juanluo as if he was throwing away garbage. So far, he has no

After thinking about it, how could he encounter such danger in the Temple of Reincarnation!?

Seeing this scene from the corner of his eye, Zen Feng Shura was sweating more and more. He quickly concentrated on doubling his energy to help Ning Qi find the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

In the third year, another shift chief clerk came. This person was more cautious. He noticed something was wrong at the door. When he wanted to escape, he was still caught by the third prince Ming and was forced to cultivate...

The fourth year, the fifth year...

When all the masters of the Samsara Temple except Zen Wind Shura were deposed by Prince Ming and were lying in the temple, Zen Wind Shura had fallen into deep fear, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

Emerge and drip to the ground.

Suddenly, Zenfeng Shura's eyes lit up with a look of ecstasy, and a face appeared in the blue beam of light.

"I found it, I found it, senior, is this person the one you are looking for?"

Zenfeng Shura turned to look at Ning Qi, but found that Ning Qi had already stood next to him at some point.

"Xue'er..."

Ning Qi stared blankly at the beam of light. The face inside was Wang Xue, whom he had not seen for many years. This appearance seemed to be left behind when Wang Xue had his soul taken away by the underworld monks for the first time. There was a trace of panic on his face.

In his eyes, there seems to be a trace of nostalgia for the human world.

"Where is she now?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

There was a look of horror on Zenfeng Shura's face. After entering the Temple of Reincarnation, his soul was basically sent to a place that even he didn't know. If he couldn't tell the whereabouts of Wang Xue today, Zenfeng Shura felt that he would probably be better than

Qingkong Juanluo and others will be miserable.

Just when Zen Feng Shura didn't know how to speak, he suddenly noticed a subtle trace. Then Zen Feng Shura showed a look of ecstasy on his face and said to Ning Qi: "Senior, the underworld monk who captured this soul has greed in his heart.

, used secret techniques to detain her on his own, and now she has not been sent away by the Temple of Reincarnation, she should still be in the underworld!"

When many underworld monks go out to search for souls, they may not take out all the souls they ask for. Occasionally they will detain one or two, but as long as someone detains them, they will leave more or less traces, such as

Under Wang Xue's face, there is a crack-like existence. It is difficult for even the chief clerks to detect this subtle difference on weekdays. After all, there are too many souls who come to the Temple of Samsara every day, so some

Only the monks in the underworld dare to hide things from the outside world.

A cold light flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and the huge arm appeared in his mind. When he used the elixir to summon Wang Xue's soul back to the Central Continent, it was the owner of that arm who took action and captured Wang Xue's soul again.

Let's go. At first, Ning Qi thought that the other party might be the Creator of the Nine Tribulations. Now it seems that the other party should be at least an existence in the early stage of the Nether Realm.

"Who is that monk from the underworld?"

Ning Qi looked at Zenfeng Shura indifferently.

Zenfeng Shura was startled, and quickly formed seals with his hands. Not long after, a face appeared in the light pillar. This man looked middle-aged, with a cold face. Judging from the breath in front of him, his cultivation level should not be too high, at most.

It is an existence from the early stage of the Nether Realm to the middle stage of the Nether Realm.

Meng Tianshu walked up to the light column, looked at it carefully, and shook his head at Ning Qi, saying that he did not recognize this person.

"Do you recognize him?"

Ning Qi glanced at Zenfeng Shura.

After Zenfeng Shura recalled it carefully, he whispered: "Senior, I don't have the slightest impression of this person. I'm afraid he is just a person in the early stage of the Nether Realm."

Ning Qi's eyes suddenly turned cold. It was just a face with no other clues. Trying to find a person in the underworld with this clue was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack!

"Senior, I seem to know who this person is!"

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Everyone looked together and saw a flattering look on the face of the chief clerk who had been deposed by the Third Prince Ming. He looked at Ning Qi and said, "Senior, I have met this person once."

"explain."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"I just hope that senior can spare my life..."

The other party hesitated for a moment and said.

"good."

Ning Qi nodded, "Tell me."

"This person should be a disciple of my old friend. When that old friend had his birthday, I went to congratulate him and met him once."

The other party whispered, then moved his lips slightly, telling Ning Qi all the information he knew about this person.

"Take him with you."

Ning Qi nodded and walked directly outside the temple. Upon seeing this, Prince Ming grabbed the chief clerk and followed him.

Zenfeng Shura suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his life was finally saved this time.

Qingkong Juanluo was also a little surprised, but after the surprise, his eyes were immediately filled with resentment. Before he could get up from the ground, a strong wind hit Qingkong Juanluo, and his body was directly beaten into a ball of blood.
Chapter completed!