"This ghost realm is really weak, it can only affect reality for a while."

"Huangquan" was a little dissatisfied. If it were his own ghost domain at the time, he could have transformed the ghost domain into the real world. After being integrated with the real world, the time in the real world could be stopped forever in this second.

It can even reverse the time and space of the real world and implement real national travel. However, everyone will lose the memory of that period of time after restarting.

The black fog in the hand of "Huangquan" flew out, blending with the incomplete body of the Lord of Ghost Eyes, and then turned around and left.

"Huangquan" ignored the departure of the Lord of Ghost Eyes because the memory had been modified successfully. If this piece had not been used in the future, he would have let himself contain the other party.

"Huangquan" looked up at the sky, and his gaze passed through layers of space and looked at the broken world.

Finally, the sight of "Huangquan" fell on the bridge and the snow-white figure.

It was a woman wearing a white long dress, her hair was as handsome as silver threads, and her bones were as white as jade and green onions, and she looked like the first lotus fell red.

The woman's fingernails were black, and she was holding a broken bowl on her right hand, but her chest was pierced by a stick.

It was a rusty stick that pierced the woman's chest directly and nailed her to the broken bridge.

As if she noticed the gaze of "Huangquan", the woman began to struggle violently, her eyelids trembled, as if she wanted to open it.

But it failed, the woman could not open her eyes, and the rusty stick emitted a golden light, suppressing the woman.

Seeing this, "Huangquan" frowned, but at the current level of terrifying body, it was impossible to invade the broken world.

"At present, there is only that way." "Huangquan" said to himself.

After saying that, his hands formed a mysterious handprint, and the black ghost domain instantly boiled.

Things like special symbols or some ancient texts began to emerge.

The strange black runes cover the body of "Huangquan" in a special arrangement, forming a unique style of armor.

The armor is very illusory and seems to be unable to be fully manifested.

This is the armor of the Ghost Lord back then. It was a terrifying supernatural object. His true body has long been unknown, but he can summon some supernatural powers through special techniques.

That broken world is formed by the ghost domain of the Ghost Lord. Using the ghost master's armor as a guide will not only not be difficult to invade, but will instead gain the authority of some of that world.

Just when the "Yellow Spring" was about to invade that broken world.

A sudden change happened.

A strange force swept across the world, and time and space were once again stopped.

Above Dachang City, a figure appeared. The figure was wearing a robe and an evil ghost mask on his face, making people unable to see his face clearly.

The figure stood quietly in the sky, as if feeling something.

"It's Him, no! It's not the deity, but just a ghost slave controlled by He..."

Below, "Huangquan" looked at the figure high in the sky with an ugly face. "Huangquan" knew that he should leave, otherwise it would be troublesome when His true body arrived.

The "Huangquan" in the period of Quansheng is naturally not afraid, but this body is currently...

"Huangquan" sighed inwardly, and looked at the snow-white figure reluctantly, with complex emotions in her eyes.

The illusory armor on his body slowly dissipated, and the "Huangquan" took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

If he wants to leave, it is not something that a ghost slave can stop him, even if that ghost slave belongs to him, it will be the same.

The figures above Dachang City glanced back and forth several times, but did not find anything wrong.

"Did I feel wrong before?"

The figure seemed very confused. He did not find the aura that made him familiar. He felt that he must have felt it wrong.

A ghost slave actually has self-thinking, which is amazing. If you say it out, you are afraid that most ghost-controlling people will be silly.

"Although no trace of that person was found, it was not without gain." The figure sneered.

His gaze passed through the distance of space and saw a young man passing through one supernatural space after another.

And behind the young man, there was a stone tablet, which was chasing the young man.

"Since you are here, you can't go there in vain. But I didn't expect that Yin Crow, you still exist in the world."

The figure seemed to be talking to oneself, and it seemed to be talking to someone, and then the figure disappeared.

…………

“Where is this?”

When Huang Quan woke up again, he found himself in a wooden shingle house.

The house is a kind of old rural house. The walls are piled up with yellow mud. There are several pillars in the house and the beams are also wood.

The roof is also made of wood, and tiles are placed on the wood.

"Does there still have such a local house in today's society?" Huang Quan was puzzled. If he hadn't felt that he was still a ghost-in-law's body, he would have thought he had traveled through time again.

Suddenly, Huangquan moved, and he heard a brisk sound of footsteps outside the house, as if the owner of the footsteps was running.

Huang Quan was not at all panicked because he heard that the footsteps were not sharp, but human footsteps.

"Squeak~"

The old wooden door was opened and a harsh sound was made. Huang Quan had no doubts. With a little more force, the wooden door could be pushed down directly.

The door of the house was opened and a boy in his teenage years ran in from outside the house.

The boy was stunned when he saw Huang Quan sitting on the wooden bed, and then said happily: "Brother God, are you awake?"

God...Brother? What's the situation?

Huang Quan's mind was in chaos, and he spoke to the little boy, "Where is this?"

Unexpectedly, the little boy said without thinking: "This is my home!"

Huang Quan: “…?”

"I mean, which city is this?" Huang Quan's tone gradually subsided.

Although the other party is a child, he still doesn't like this way of talking.

Maybe it was influenced by evil spirits, or maybe it was something else. In Huangquan's eyes, it was no longer the way to distinguish people or anything else by adults, children, men, and women.

In Huang Quan's eyes, there are currently two criteria for distinguishing the target: the strong and the weak.

The strong set rules, and the weak abide by the rules. This is an eternal and unchanging iron rule since ancient times.

It seemed that Huang Quan didn't like to joke, and the boy spoke again: "Don't be angry, my fairy brother, this place belongs to the jurisdiction of Dahan City, and this village is called Fengyin Village."

When he heard the boy call him the immortal brother twice, Huang Quan frowned and asked, "Why did you call me the immortal brother?"

The boy said with a look of course: "Because you can fly, you fell from the sky. I have watched a lot of TV, and those who can fly are all gods."

"Fallen from the sky?"

Huang Quan looked confused. Could it be that the red light transformed from the Ghost Eye Lord's Ghost Domain did not send him to the dark and sunny supernatural space, but teleported him away?

Huang Quan didn't know what happened later. When he was sent away by the Lord of Ghost Eyes, he fell into a state of false death.

Huang Quan would not have thought that there was another him deep in his consciousness.

Huang Quan's own guess was that the Lord of Ghost Eyes did not want to send him into the supernatural space, but just wanted to teleport him away.
Chapter completed!