Chapter 317: Ghosts Eat People Outside the Ghost King Ridge
Ghost King Ridge!
Overcast clouds covered the sky, and now that the sun was just setting in the west, the sky became darker, revealing endless depression.
Wuwuwu——
The wind blew by, bringing a biting coldness, like a howling sound.
Several monks came riding the escaping light, stopped to take a look from a distance, and stood on the ground, looking like a terrifying giant beast from the Ghost King Ridge, with fear in their eyes.
"It's getting dark and the black ghost road has opened up. Let's stay in Fairyland for one night and start our journey again tomorrow." The leader said in a deep voice.
The others nodded.
Someone said, "This is my first time here at Ghost King Ridge. I feel frightened just by the breath. It is as scary as the rumors say."
"Tsk tsk, isn't it scary? There is a Nascent Soul Realm Ghost King here. Even the Holy City would have to give up a lot of face."
"I heard that this ghost king has an extraordinary origin, so he can dominate the Ghost King Ridge and become the actual controller of the territory of thousands of miles in radius."
"Under the rule of the Ghost King, the people and living beings in this world will suffer!"
During the discussion, several people soon came to a valley, which actually contained a small town.
At this time, as the sky was getting dark, monks came from time to time riding the escaping light and hurriedly entered it.
This is Fairyland, one of the agreements reached between the Holy Capital and Ghost King Ridge——
People walk by day, ghosts walk by night!
It refers to the sky above Ghost King Ridge. Once it enters the night, it is a restricted area for living beings, and no one is allowed to break into it.
The Fairyland is a place for passing monks to stay. As long as you enter it, you will not be invaded by the Ghost King Ridge.
Otherwise, a group of monks approaching Ghost King Ridge would simply be delivering food.
It was getting dark, and before the night completely fell, a small cloud boat landed outside the valley.
From the cloud boat, a middle-aged man walked down, his face was yellowish and his expression was indifferent, his eyes were particularly bright in the dark night.
Behind him was a maid, wearing a veil to cover her head, but even Even so, that proud figure still attracts a lot of eyes.
But fortunately, these glances only glanced at her, and even if she had some thoughts, they were suppressed directly.
Nothing else, the key is this cloud boat!
Those with a keen eye can tell at a glance that this is a product of the Creation Pavilion and is quite expensive.
Could the person driving this thing be an ordinary person? Coupled with the middle-aged man's demeanor, he was an extraordinary person at first glance.
"These two are lucky. If they arrive a little later... hum, the ghosts of Ghost King Ridge don't care who you are!"
Someone sneered.
"That's not necessarily the case. Looking at the two people's sect, they must be from a high-level sect. The ghosts in Ghost King Ridge are not brainless."
"What do you care about other people, just drink and drink!"
The people who got off the cloud boat were none other than Luo Guan and Mu Qingjie. He put the cloud boat away first and casually glanced at the valley, his eyes falling on the Ghost King Ridge in the distance.
In the dark night, it becomes darker and darker, like a terrifying mouth, accompanied by ghostly energy billowing into the sky, making it more and more frightening.
But now, Luo Guan didn't feel any panic in his heart.
Ghost King Ridge? Is it awesome?!
The messenger from the ghost world needs to understand. He will be beaten hard when he comes, and his authority in the ghost world will be taken away from him.
A mere ghost king is simply not worth mentioning in front of my fierce sister.
"Would you like to go inside and take a look?" Luo Guan touched his chin. After the ghost messenger was beaten, there was no movement. He didn't know when he would come again.
But his practice cannot wait.
Although the soul power is still enough now... no one would dislike increasing the strength.
Just when Luo Guan was thinking about whether to take a trip to Ghost King Ridge late at night, a curtain of light suddenly lit up over the valley.
A faint spiritual light emitted, creating a sense of tranquility in the dark night.
This is the symbol of the Fairyland, and it does not have a strong defensive power. However, the light screen represents the will of the Holy City and is enough to protect the safety of this place.
When Luo Guan was observing, Mu Qingjie had rented two tents, opened them quickly, and set up a table of food and drinks.
Meeting Luo Guan's eyes, she said softly, "Sir, I have been here before and know something about the fairyland." Yes, this woman is a ghost monk, so it is normal for her to have been here before.
As for the title, it is the identity agreed upon by the two.
Luo Guan sat down and asked, "How much do you know about Ghost King Ridge?"
"My maid really knows something." Mu Qingjie raised his hand and poured a glass of wine for Luo Guan, "There is a ghost king in the Ghost King Ridge, and he has some connection with the Sea of Death, but what the specific relationship is, my maid does not know.
knew."
"This Ghost King is very powerful. When he first came, he was surrounded and suppressed by the surrounding immortal sects because of causing trouble in all directions. However, the Ghost King's opponents suffered heavy casualties. Later, the Holy City intervened. No one knows the specific process, but since then, the Ghost King has
The ridge still exists here, and the ghosts in it have converged a lot, and the Holy City has also acquiesced in their control of the surrounding area."
Sea of Death?
Luo Guan raised his eyebrows, "What place is this?"
Mu Qingjie was a little surprised, but did not show it. He said softly, "The Sea of Death is south of the Holy City, in a certain deep sea. It is said that the yin and yang in it have reversed and fallen into eternal night. It is filled with endless ghosts. It is known as the ghost world in this world.
, it is said that there is an existence at the level of the Tongtian Ghost King."
Ghost kings are also divided into levels. According to Mu Qingjie, there are three levels: large, medium and small. The big ghost king is the Nascent Soul level.
Above that there are the city lord level, town level, etc.
Anyone who is worthy of the title of Tongtian Ghost King can be found in the ghost world. He is an extremely powerful being who rules over hundreds of millions of ghosts for one overlord. His strength is unimaginable.
Luo Guan touched his wrist and it felt cold to the touch.
What level is my big fierce sister?
The Tongtian Ghost King...or is it even stronger?
At this moment, a burst of movement suddenly came from outside the valley, accompanied by "Jie Jie" strange laughter and painful wails.
The air suddenly became quiet, and the practitioners in the fairyland all raised their heads and looked outside.
Then they saw billowing ghost energy swaying across the border, and thousands of people were dragged towards Ghost King Ridge.
From time to time, ghosts can be seen popping up, grabbing someone and stuffing it directly into their mouth, and the food is delicious.
While chewing, blood spurted out.
"Gui Wangling went to hunt the hunters again tonight!" Someone said in a deep voice, with an angry look on his face.
In the midst of the discussion, Luo Guan quickly knew what probably happened.
Every once in a while, Ghost King Ridge will send ghosts around to catch people and bring them back to Ghost King Ridge.
As for what the arrest was for, looking at the scene just now, no further explanation is needed.
In the ghostly aura, the faces of those caught by the ghosts are filled with fear and despair.
Suddenly, they saw the screen of light shining under the dark night.
And under the light curtain, the monks who were looking attentively seemed to have grasped the last straw and shouted for help.
"Immortal, it's an immortal!"
"Please the immortal to save us!"
"My wife has just become pregnant. I beg the immortal to show mercy and give her mother and son a way to survive!"
"Please help me from the immortal, I don't want to die!"
Amidst the billowing ghost energy, several ghost figures emerged, whipping with black whips wildly while laughing wildly.
"Please help? How dare they, the weaklings, come out?!"