Jie Jie's strange laughter suddenly sounded in Jiang Gan's ears, sweeping over like a demonic sound filling his ears, making his scalp numb.
There are also countless demons and ghosts coming like a tide, densely packed, countless in number, seemingly endless.
All the demons and monsters had ferocious faces, fangs exposed, and greedy eyes, and they came towards Jiang Gan ferociously.
The situation was like seeing Tang Monk's flesh, every monster and monster wanted a piece of it.
"This illusion derived from the sound of evil thoughts is too real!"
Even though Jiang Gan was prepared, he was still frightened by the overwhelming torrent of demons and his face changed drastically.
At the center of the soul's eyebrows, the mark of the immortal fire seems to be greatly stimulated, black and yellow flows, and dots of firelight fall.
Black flames rose up, entangling the incoming demons and ghosts, burning them all into powder, and wisps of black divine energy escaped.
Later, it was swallowed up by the Immortal Fire Mark and transformed into a mysterious force.
Under the guidance of Jiang Gan's consciousness, this power poured into the Dayan Talisman like a tide, constantly growing and improving the Talisman.
The originally slightly rough lines of the talisman became more detailed, mysterious and mysterious.
As the white light circulated all over the body, wisps of red light were faintly born, but they began to transform towards the red talisman.
Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed again. It was like falling into a gentle countryside, with beauties like clouds singing and dancing. The beauty was even more looming and charming.
How many men in this world can resist such temptation? Anyway, Jiang Qian couldn't bear it.
Even though I knew it was an illusion, I still felt excited and eager to see it, wishing I could transform into a wolf!
Before Jiang Qian could appreciate it carefully, the mark between his eyebrows beat again, and little black-yellow flames fell down, turning all the beauties into gray.
Only the wisps of mysterious power surging in the fire marks proved that they once existed, and I felt quite sorry for them.
Under the baptism of this mysterious power, the Dayan Talisman became more mysterious and mysterious. In the shining white light, more red light was born, a quarter of it.
Suddenly, it changed again, with carved railings and jade, gold beams, pearls as decorations, gemstones paving the floor, and beautiful jade screens, it was magnificent and magnificent, just like the paradise of a heavenly palace.
This scene made Jiang Qian breathe heavily, his heart quicken, his eyes red, and he wanted to pounce on him on the spot and take it all for himself.
Unfortunately, the mark of fire burned again, and all the gold, jade, and jewelry in the palace turned into nothingness, leaving only a long sigh, and feeling a little empty in my heart.
Another mysterious force was transformed, and the Dayan Talisman became more and more mysterious, with red and white lights intertwined throughout the body, indistinguishable from each other.
Suddenly, things changed again, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, fighting on all sides, being on the battlefield in the jungle of swords and guns, commanding millions of troops, with high spirits.
The fire mark pulsed again, and everything was burned into nothingness, transformed into a mysterious force that nourished the Dayan Talisman.
Suddenly, the Dayan Talisman bloomed with bright divine light, and its whole body was like red jade. The red light rose, and the Tao Yun circulated, but it was promoted to the Red Talisman!
Next, the illusion changed in various ways, either as an emperor who ruled the world, or as a romantic and unrestrained scholar, or as an immortal god...
No matter what kind of illusion it is, it can't stop the burning of the immortal fire, which is transformed into streams of mysterious power, constantly nourishing and strengthening the talismans.
However, after the Dayan Talisman is promoted to the Red Talisman, if you want to take a step further, you need a lot of mysterious power to nourish it.
The weak power transformed from the illusion alone is not enough to support the continued transformation of the talisman in a short period of time.
Jiang Qian slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw the Taoist's worried and nervous eyes, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Even if he knew that the other party had other motives, for Jiang Gan, who was alone in a foreign world, this kind of concern was really valuable.
Just like in a foreign country, the local people's insignificant concern can still make you feel warmer.
This is not pretentious, but the kind of recognition that makes you feel that you can integrate into this strange world.
"Householder, are you okay?"
The Taoist's old voice sounded, and he asked with concern.
"Thank you for your concern, senior, I'm fine!"
Jiang Gan shook his head and said gratefully.
"It was an old Taoist mistake. I didn't expect that killing these ghosts would actually strengthen the mysterious aura surrounding them."
"If I didn't have some tricks up my sleeve, I'd probably sink completely and turn into a demon."
The Taoist's old voice sounded again, his tone full of fear.
Jiang Qian raised his eyes and saw that the Taoist priest, who had a childlike face and fair hair, was already full of wrinkles and was several times older.
The Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern suspended above the head was as bright as the moon, with only a small sliver left, and it seemed that it might go out at any time.
At this moment, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from the center of the ghost market. The ghostly energy surged and merged with the ghost market, faintly transforming a radius of hundreds of miles into a forest of ghosts.
"No, the old ghost from Montenegro has awakened!"
The Taoist couldn't help but exclaimed when he felt the aura.
Although they are both in the third-level ghost fairyland of immortality, the Taoist's strength is much inferior to that of the Black Mountain Ghost King.
The Taoist just barely broke through to the third level of Immortal Dao. Even with the third level magic weapon Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp to protect him, his combat power is equivalent to that of a third level minor.
The Black Mountain Ghost King has reached the perfect state of the third-level ghost fairyland, and has a first-level devious artifact to protect himself, and his combat power is extremely powerful.
A hundred years ago, the Ghost King of Heishan was born and sacrificed blood to millions of common people in Heishan County.
Using the blood and spirit of millions of people as a guide, he merged himself with the Black Mountain City, hoping to break through to the second-level Yuan Shen Realm of Immortal Dao.
This move was undoubtedly the biggest provocation to the Xianqin Empire. Li Shanchang, the governor of Mingzhou, a first-rank official of Xianqin, and a second-rank Confucian and Taoist scholar, personally took action.
After a brutal battle, the Black Mountain Ghost King was seriously injured and escaped, hiding deep in Yushan Mountain.
At this point, the reputation of the Black Mountain Ghost King has become so great that it frightens the three states of Ming, Gansu and Shaanxi.
The Yushan Ghost Market where he is located has also become the largest trading market in the three prefectures of Ming, Gansu and Shaanxi.
There are often monsters, evil spirits, and even immortal monks and earthly gods coming to set up stalls and trade items.
Therefore, after feeling the aura of the Black Mountain Ghost King, the Taoist did not hesitate at all, and took Jiang Qian and flew away into the distance.
"Want to escape, dream!"
A huge scolding sound resounded throughout the world, deafening and unsettling.
Before he finished speaking, a huge black hole opened in the clouds, and a big black hand like a mountain reached down.
There is a dark mist above, which is full of ghosts and lifeless air. Wherever it passes, the air explodes and makes a hissing sound.
From a distance, it looked like a hand from hell grabbing Taoist and Jiang Qian.
The Taoist's expression was solemn, and a jade talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. Mana surged around his body, pouring into the jade talisman continuously.
A bright sword light shot out from the jade talisman, turned into a hundred-foot sword energy, and struck the big black hand.
The big black hand was cut off by the light of the sword, turning into a dense ghostly energy and dissipating between heaven and earth.
The Taoist didn't even look back, grabbed Jiang Gan, used the fire escape technique, and fled in a hurry.
In his last shocking glance, Jiang Gan could faintly see that above the sky in the ghost market, the ghostly aura was permeating the sky, and a tall figure was looming, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Only a pair of scarlet eyes shot out a cold light, making people shudder.
Under the gaze of those eyes, Jiang Gan felt that his whole body was cold, his blood was coagulated, and his hairs stood on end.
That feeling was terrible, he had never been so hungry for power as he was at this moment.
The pursuit of great strength was like a seed, planted deep in his consciousness, waiting to take root and sprout.