Take out several Qi Dan and take it, adjust your breath for a moment, Xu Disheng walked to the edge of the platform and looked at the real scene under the mountain platform.

Those ghost-level ghost-level ghosts were either annihilated by the aftermath or had already escaped without a trace. The mountains were still clouds and mists, exactly the same as the scenes in the previous illusion.

Although many ghosts raised by the Zhao family escaped, they were all just ghosts of the evil spirit level. Zhao Yan and three ghosts of the evil spirit level have all died. In this Zhao realm...

Xu Disheng took out the jade slip again, and the three small characters "Three Thousands" engraved in the corner became more dazzling.

After entering the wooden boat in the ferry area into the Yin-Yang map, Xu Disheng took out the killing magic weapon rewarded by the competition, stepped on it, flew down the mountain, sank into the misty clouds and mist, and headed towards the Zhao family's ancestral city in the memory of the previous episode.

Since it is an illusion, it should also be based on the actual scene of Zhao Realm, so it should not be much different from the real Zhao Realm.

As expected, after walking for dozens of miles, the bustling and noisy town gradually came into view. Further away, there were gorgeous palaces that were exactly the same as the scene in the illusion, with endless towers.

With a chuckle, Xu Disheng lowered his speed with the sword light and carefully observed the crowds coming and going in the town.

Sure enough, a small half of them were ghosts, but many human races mixed with them did not agree with them. There were even many people walking with ghosts and were extremely close to each other.

This Zhao Jing is really special.

At the place where Zhao Jing's ancestral city, the sword light broke down brilliantly and directly split the palace light shield in the middle of the ancestral city. The young man was wearing a black Taoist robe and fell down in the sword light, saying, "Where are the people of the Zhao family?"

The soul-suppressing robes had already been completely broken, so Xu Disheng took out an ordinary set of spiritual artifacts from the storage ring and put them on for the time being.

Although Zhao Jingyuan and the others were dead, these ordinary people from the Zhao family and the ghosts they raised might not be aware of this. Most of the ghosts involved in the ambushing Xu Disheng were even dead. The only dozens of remaining dared not show up at all. Even if these people left in the Zhaojing Ancestral City were not aware of the ambushing, it was not surprising.

"Who are you? You actually trespassed into the ancestral city!" Several direct descendants of the Zhao family flew out quickly from the palaces around the main palace, and behind these people there were one or several ghosts, showing bad looks.

"I am a disciple of the secret department of the Wenyuan Mountain Affairs Hall of the Holy Sect," Xu Disheng took out the walking token and shook it, "Come here to get the tribute from Jianmu Zhenren."

One of the leading Zhao family members had a changeable expression, and seemed to know something and hesitated.

"Is it really a disciple from the Holy Sect?" The Zhao family hesitated for a moment and asked, "But I, Zhao Realm, have not been from the Holy Sect for a long time, and only the Zhao family often come and go. As for the tributes of Jianmu Zhenren, my ancestors have mentioned them."

“Where is it?”

"This... the ancestors have something to do when they go out, so let's talk about it when they come back." This Zhao family's direct lineman is not stupid. Zhao Realm has not come to the Holy Sect for a long time. Although Xu Disheng's identity cannot be confirmed at this time, the magic weapon and magic sword under him are real, so he can only hold him back first and wait for Zhao Jingyuan and others to come back before making a statement.

Zhao Jingyuan was originally a direct person of the Zhao family, and was also an elite disciple of the fifth-class spiritual root. However, he died of an accident a long time ago, and his soul was taken back to the Zhao family to refine it into a ghost. From then on, he survived as a ghost and took charge of the Zhao family's Zhao realm. Because of his high generation and strength, ordinary Zhao family members all call him the ancestors.

But he didn't know that their "ancestor" Zhao Jingyuan had completely erased his mind and was imprisoned in the Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth. He even lost the qualification to rebirth. In the end, he could only become nutrients and be absorbed by Xu Disheng's soul-suppressing ghost.

"Well? If this business delays the execution of the matter, can you afford it?" Xu Disheng activated the magic sword, and several killing sword lights appeared, hovering in front of him, as if he was about to slash at these people from the Zhao family the next moment.

"Main story, this..." Several direct descendants of the Zhao family felt the sharp murderous aura above this magic weapon, and their faces changed drastically.

"Comprehensive news, the ancestors of the previous generation did symbolically prepare some tributes, but the quantity was not enough." The Zhao family's direct descendant who spoke first was pointed at by three sword lights at the same time. The pressure was the greatest, and he was finally the first to speak.

"Symbolism?" Xu Disheng thought for a while and then figured out the whole story.

In their plan, I will definitely die in Zhao Realm and there will never be any accidents. And the matter I took on, which I don’t know whether it is true or false, will of course not be completed and will definitely be considered a failure.

However, no matter whether this matter is true or false, I need to complete it myself. After leaving Zhao Realm and entering the Shangqing Holy Sect, I will leave the Zhao Realm and enter the Shangqing Holy Sect.

, it's easy to tell.

"Get all."

"Yes, Master Tongshi." The Zhao family's direct lineman obviously has a good status. At this moment, seeing Xu Disheng still urged several sword lights to point at him, his face became paler, and even used a respectful title to him.

"Go and get the tribute from Jianmu Zhenren!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao."

After a moment, someone took out a storage wooden box from the hall, which was exactly the same as the scene in the previous illusion, but it lacked the extremely deadly dangerous atmosphere.

After taking the storage wooden box, Xu Disheng gently opened it, and there were more than a thousand mortal souls quietly arranged in it, all of which had been wiped out and were floating aimlessly in it.

"Jianmu Zhenren needs three thousand souls, and these are not enough." Xu Disheng closed the wooden box and spoke lightly.

The face of Mr. Zhao changed and said, "Master Tongshi, we are really powerless to do anything about this matter. To capture mortals and absorb their souls, we need the approval of our ancestors."

Obviously, he wanted to delay Zhao Jingyuan and others back before making a statement.

"Since that's the case..." The brilliant sword light on the Breaking Magic Sword became more and more dazzling, "Then it's useless for you to wait."

The sword light rose and instantly killed several people from the Zhao family around him.

The remaining people's faces changed drastically. Under the suppression of magic weapons, they did not even think of resisting. They all tried their best to control the spiritual weapons and wanted to escape.

The Demon-killing Formation Diagram emerged in front of itself, suppressing all the ghosts in the Zhao family's direct lineage and the ghost realm of the Qihai Realm. The four-colored sword light flew back and forth several times, and there was no more living creature in the formation.

What's strange is that the storage wooden box in his hand emits a powerful suction force, sucking all the souls that had just died and wanted to reincarnate, slowly grinding away their minds, and turning them into an ordinary living soul in the wooden box.

However, these newly generated souls are not ordinary people after all. Although their minds are wiped out, their ferociousness is revealed and they are devoured everywhere. In a blink of an eye, they each swallowed dozens of souls.

Frowning, he casually called out the head of the soul-squeezing ghost, sucked the dozens of souls that were devouring everywhere, and looked at the wooden box again, where there were only more than a thousand mortal souls left.

Perhaps the true man Jianmu only wants the soul of a mortal.
Chapter completed!