The desolate and empty blackness, the withered grass swaying in all directions.
If the gate of Jiuyou is established, the heaven and earth are closed.
As the wind passed by, Qingge steadied her body and looked up, but she couldn't see the light.
This dark place was like an invisible coffin burying her. Her heart and lungs were filled with panic. The feeling of suffocation made her frown, her eyes became increasingly gloomy, and a trace of worry between her eyebrows turned into murderous anger!
Ge suddenly turned to look at the cloaked man who brought her here. The cloaked man looked forward and said quietly: "This is the junction of the ghost monument and the major planes. You can call this the Gate of Hell."
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Inside the monument, there are ghosts."
"Where is he?"
Qing Ge's voice was trembling when she asked questions. She didn't even dare to think about how broken she would be if there was anything wrong with Jiu Ci.
She worried about many people, but never worried about Jiu Ci.
She had seen Jiu Ci's violent and murderous aura, but she didn't know that Jiu Ci had even sealed his evil bones.
Brother, how can you be so stupid?
Why did she care whether his soul was crazy or not, and why were her hands covered in blood?
There were many bones behind her, rivers of blood flowed under her feet, and corpses were piled up on the Tongtian steps, which was how she achieved the high position of empress today.
A body of evil bones and a soul-eating scythe were his life and the belief that supported him to this day. For the sake of his family whom he had not seen for many years, he left behind the bloody past and wanted to become a pure man with a clear breeze and a white moon.
Give a hug.
The cloaked man said: "Within the big monument, there is a ghost city, a ghost-slaying array, and a blazing fire.
Girl, I sent you this way, I can't go to the monument."
"Who are you?"
Qingge stared at him closely.
"The evil palace, hundreds of miles of mountains and seas, the ghost king is beside you."
The cloaked man said: "I hid this matter from the Ghost King, otherwise the Ghost King would never have looked on coldly. As the King of the Evil Palace, once he takes action, the consequences will be disastrous.
You have the right to know about this matter, girl, take your leave."
"Are you an old evil person?"
“But do good deeds and don’t worry about your future.
Girl, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in heaven, please come out alive."
Cloak humanity.
A wisp of black smoke enveloped him, leading him away from the junction.
Qingge stood alone in the lush withered grass. The desolate wind and the bleak night seemed to have countless ferocious wild ghosts wailing in her ears, tearing her soul and crushing her heart over and over again.
The wind at night was bone-chilling, and even before I entered the monument, I already knew how scary the ghosts were.
Human ghosts, giant monuments and sacred wastelands... ghost cities, ghost-slaying formations.
Qingge moved her legs and walked straight forward into the monument.
Like a twisted galaxy, the void became the waves of the sea, and the suffocation surged in like water.
Inside the monument, there is no human air, only turbid demonic energy.
Wherever you sing softly about the strange bones of demons in your belly, demonic flowers bloom.
The gentle singing harmonizes the breath, no longer disordered, and gradually accepts the demonic energy of the ghost monument.
Qing Ge hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a dark mask and covered the upper part of his face.
The lower part of the ghost is like hot smoke coming out of the spout of a pot, translucent, milky white, like clouds in the sky.
The fan in the light singer is filled with a dark atmosphere, as if all the ink has been poured, so black that juice can drip out.
Qing Ge lit a fan on a ghost. When the ghost saw Qing Ge, it was so frightened that it completely transformed and died on the spot. It turned into shriveled smoke and piled on the ground.
Qingge: "?"
She thinks she is handsome, charming and suave, so she won't make the ghost ugly to death, right?
What a terrible thing this is... Qingge was irritated and depressed, so she dug a grave on the spot and buried the dead ghost in it. She clasped her hands together and bowed her head piously: "No offense, no offense. May you be reborn in bliss as soon as possible."
After that, Qingge was thinking about finding a brave-looking ghost to ask, picked a fleshy ghost, and carefully stretched out her fan, "Do you know where the ghost city is?"
When the ghost saw Qing Ge, he was so frightened that he cried loudly: "Don't kill me, I will give you the money."
The ghost pitifully took out two copper coins: "This is already my entire property."
I bet there are many hunters in this monument, and the ghosts are all helpless prey?
Qingge's mind was in chaos, and she looked at the two bitter coins speechlessly: "I don't want your money, you take me to the ghost city."
Then he gave a bag of money to the ghost: "After you finish the work, these are all yours."
From the ghost's copper plate, we can probably tell that the common currency in the monument is similar to 108 Lu. I guess gold coins are also useful.
The ghost took the bag and opened it to see that the golden light covered his eyes.
The ghost quickly closed the bag and looked around: "Don't expose your wealth, be careful of thieves."
The ghost put the bag away, "You want to go to Ghost City?
This young master, there are now 360 legendary ghosts gathered in the ghost city, all of them are at the Ghost Killing Platform to deal with Master Jiu. Since I have accepted your money, I will give you one more word and advice, you'd better wait.
Then Master Jiu will be executed before we go."
"Why should Master Jiu be executed?"
"You don't know that Master Jiu is very arrogant. He killed 80,000 ghosts in five years and became the top hunter. Not only does he hunt ghosts, but the ghosts living in other dimensions cannot escape his clutches.
In the past, his evil bones were against the sky and his soul-eating scythe was terrifying. No one dared to mess with him. I don’t know who leaked the news that he had sealed the evil bones for his sister and put away the soul-eating scythe. What do you think?
, can the ghosts of the legendary level and above not be angry?"
The ghost chuckled: "Today is a great day for the ghost."
"You hate Master Jiu?"
"That's natural. He is a big devil. The ghosts have long cursed him to die early and be reborn."
Roududu Ghost said: "You don't know that other hunters have taken bounties or to do tasks, but he is good. He kills ghosts when he sees them. I don't know, I thought Grandpa Ghost killed his father.
The revenge for killing my father.
Eighty thousand ghosts, all died because of him, he is the King of Yama."
Qingge's heart twitched slightly.
It hurts.
Today, she can clearly understand the big issues of right and wrong.
But... that's his brother.
It took her five years, she survived the bloody storm, defeated countless heroes, and finally saw the light of heaven.
When she thought she was going to heaven, her brother was still in the depths of hell.
"Ge'er, if you break into the ghost city, you may offend the people behind the monument. Not only that, you may become the sinner of the monument.
You are the one going to Qinglian, the seniors of Xuanmingxuan are still waiting for you, you can’t let anything happen at this juncture."
Senior Gu Long said.
"Senior, that's my brother."
"There is hell ahead. Once you enter, you can't get out.
Have you forgotten how you got through today?
Do you want to go back?
Become a wild ghost in the dark again?"
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon speaks bitterly and heartbrokenly.
Qingge has no evil bones and no soul-eating scythe. No matter what the outcome is, it will be detrimental to her future.
Once the evidence is taken away, you will not be able to enter Xuanmingxuan, nor will you be able to live forever and become a young queen.
"Girl, have you forgotten that Qinghou is your dream and Xuanming is your mission?"
Senior Gu Long choked.
Qingge smiled and opened the fan, shaking it slightly, lifting a few strands of hair from her temples: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
He chuckled lightly and slapped the ghost: "Little one, lead the way, ghost city."