Liu Qinghuan silently looked at the ghost realm in front of him. Lele beside him said in confusion and surprise: "How could this place become like this? My father told me that there is a sect ruins here."
Liu Qinghuan's Adam's apple twitched, feeling a little sad.
The Dao Sect Immortal Sect of a generation had actually fallen to such an extent! He shuddered when he thought that there was also a spatial crack in the Wenshi Sect leading to the Nine Nether Hells.
For this place to be in such a situation, I'm afraid it's all the fault of Old Demon Wen Dao.
The ray of spiritual thought left by Wen Dao once said that during the last Tainan test, in order to break the heavy oath that Fairy Moli swore with her soul, he did not hesitate to enter the Nine Nether Hell to collect the Forgotten River Flower. He must be opening the
When entering the Nine Nether Hell Passage here, all the ghosts and monsters inside were released.
The Wenshi Sect had to use ninety-nine and eighty-one sky-holding demonic sealing pillars to seal the cracks in space. When he heard the news and opened the seal here, he might not be able to restore the seal with his own strength.
I just don't know how big the crack is and how many ghosts have squeezed in.
The light hole behind him has been closed, and the dangers of this place are unknown. Liu Qinghuan has a desire to retreat in his heart.
Lele pulled his sleeves and pointed to the distance: "There is light on that mountain."
Through the misty ghostly aura, Liu Qinghuan saw a palace bathed in golden light on the top of the highest mountain in the distance ahead.
Lele said enthusiastically: "Shall we go there and have a look?"
However, Liu Qinghuan's expression changed and he pulled Lele to the side of the slope.
The place they were in was a remote small valley, with only some dead and charred trees in the valley, and it was completely lifeless.
Just when the hem of their clothes had just disappeared behind the slope, a human head with messy hair floated over from the valley. There was nothing under the neck of the head, the flesh on the face was torn into holes, and the mouth had fangs exposed.
There were also sounds of crying and laughing.
It flew leisurely into the valley, and then found the human-shaped ghost lying on the ground. It suddenly screamed loudly, turned its head around, and scanned every place in the valley with its fierce eyes.
"What a risk!" Lele patted her chest and sent a message to Liu Qinghuan. Then she touched the back of the little hoofed horned beast, with curiosity in her eyes: "What the hell is this?"
Liu Qinghuan asked Chu Yi to carefully avoid the flying heads: "This is a flying head tease."
The sound of Fei Tou Tiao attracted several more ghosts, including two Fli Tou Tiao, a tapir skeleton, and a ghost with an animal head and human body. After rushing in, they ignored the sounds of Fei Tou Tiao and pounced on them.
Next to the dead tapir carcass, he picked up the broken human head and licked the brains inside.
When the other animals saw this, they didn't bother to look for it. They all rushed over to plunder it, some tearing the legs, some tearing the arms, and they ate so much that they almost got into a fight.
Liu Qinghuan and the others took the opportunity to sneak out of the valley. Now that they couldn't leave for a while, he decided to go to the highest mountain to have a look.
Tainan Immortal Sect is mainly composed of magnificent palace-like buildings, but most of them are now dilapidated. From time to time, a ghost will run out of it, and it has completely turned into a lair for ghosts.
Even though they were in the black and white space of the first grade of junior high school, the two of them were still very careful and evasive as they approached the highest mountain peak.
The closer you get, the more dazzling the golden light on the top of the mountain is, and there is not a single ghost in sight.
"What do you think that is?" Lele asked.
The two of them had reached the halfway point of a nearby mountain and hid behind a half-collapsed palace, waiting for a group of ghosts in the sky to pass by.
Liu Qinghuan said: "I don't know. In addition to Buddhist magical weapons, many things have the effect of restraining ghosts."
Lele sat behind him, her beautiful eyes moving, and she said with a smile: "Liu Qinghuan, if there is only one treasure, how will we divide it?"
Liu Qinghuan said: "Don't worry, I won't rob you."
This girl has a cheerful and lively temperament. She helped Liu Qinghuan detoxify the sixth prince of the Song Dynasty without saying a word. After getting along with each other along the way, she never stuck to trivial matters and even generously gave out the token to enter the land of Tainan. He had long regarded her as a friend.
If she wanted it, he wouldn't fight for one or two treasures.
"Haha, as long as you say this, it will be enough."
The two of them were talking, but they didn't notice that a ball of black air silently emerged from behind them. The black air was wrapped in a pair of bloodshot pea eyes. They suddenly stared at the location of the little hoofed horned beast and shot a blood arrow.
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The two people and the beast were knocked out of the black and white space by this bloody light. Lele, who was sitting in the back, was shocked. When he turned around, a white flame burned the black air into ashes.
But the two of them had already been exposed, and a passing flying head let out a shrill scream, which was heard everywhere.
Liu Qinghuan's face changed drastically, a gray light flashed between his eyebrows, and the gray sword slashed over instantly, cutting the flying head in half.
It was already too late. Countless ghosts emerged from the surrounding woods, palaces, and mountain peaks.
Liu Qinghuan put away the little hoofed horned beast, and a layer of golden light appeared on his body. At the same time, he summoned the Pogang Golden Lotus and said urgently: "It seems we have to fight it. Lele?"
"No problem!" A white jade pendant floated on Lele's chest, emitting a holy white light, and she also held a string of rosary beads in her hand.
"Let's go!" Liu Qinghuan shouted, and they rushed towards the highest mountain, one after the other.
The first ones to rush over were the two fastest flying turtles. They screamed strangely, and when they shook their heads, their messy heads grew like weeds and wrapped around the two of them.
Lele raised her hand and threw out the white flames, and saw the hair curling wildly in the fire and instantly turning into ash.
The two flying heads screamed, avoided the flames, and pounced in front of the two of them in a blink of an eye with their bloody mouths dripping with black saliva.
They were greeted by a golden short stick. With a "bang" sound, one of the ghost heads exploded under the stick. The stick kept on moving, and the other one was whipped out by the stick and disappeared with a sharp whistle.
On the horizon.
Several more ghosts came around, including a tapir skeleton with sharp long claws, flying head and tail at an extremely fast speed, like a mass of black ghosts, and wild ghosts with animal bodies. They howled like ghosts, and pounced on the ghosts with their fangs and claws.
Two people flying.
Liu Qinghuan's technique changed, and the Broken Gang Golden Lotus floating around him instantly shattered into pieces of golden feathers. The sun's essence fire rose up and rushed into the pile of ghosts like flying knives.
Then you can see the broken limbs and pieces of meat falling down continuously, and some ghosts are still ignited by the sun's essence fire, whirring around. The ghost torture stick becomes as thick as a bucket, and when the stick is knocked down, the path forward is empty.
Behind him, the spell in Lele's hand was as if it was instantaneous. Fire filled the sky, huge rocks fell to the ground, turbid waves rolled, and lightning shot out, beating the ghosts chasing behind him so hard that they couldn't even lift their heads.
The two of them flew towards the top of the mountain while fighting, cutting their way through the mass of ghosts.
"Ouch..." A roar like a tiger or an ox came from the front. Liu Qinghuan looked at it and couldn't help but turn blue.
A huge ghost that was several feet long and as strong as an ox, with traces of black mist coming out of its body, blocked their way forward.
The ghost raised its head and roared again, clawed the ground with its front hooves, and charged forward.