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Chapter 336 Little Wangchuan

Fang Geyu, who was unconscious at the time and didn't understand the situation, let out a soft chuckle, with a slightly mocking look in his eyes: "That's a good thing. If you kill Yan Yun in full view of everyone, you are killing someone out of spite and with hatred, not only for yourself."

If you cause trouble, you will have to bring trouble to Jiujiu, so this is a clever choice."

Li Jiujiu felt confused and said, "Ah? How many days does Yan Yun... have to live?"

Balian's pace quickened a bit, and the two people behind him quickly followed suit. In the miserable darkness, his voice floated over from the front, making people feel chills in their bones.

"There are no days left to live. Yan Yun is dead, and just now, I didn't feel the breath of my essence and blood in her body."

Li Jiujiu was shocked by these words and said blankly: "Dead...dead?"

Fang Geyu suddenly became aware of it, and his face became a little ugly: "Then the other three are probably no longer alive."

Only then did Li Jiujiu feel frightened. She said in a trembling voice: "Why did Miao Chen do this? Those three people are dead, why are they still the same as living people? I can't feel the slightest difference."

Balian shook his head: "I have never heard of such a method. No matter what, don't get too close to it. Avoid it if you can."

After walking out of the woods, the sight suddenly opened up and became clearer. I walked along the lower reaches of the swamp. In the night, there was a faint black mist on the swamp mire, and sometimes a faint fishy smell drifted. On both sides of the swamp were undulating high and low hills, and there was no green.

The vegetation is very poor.

The swamp is not a piece of land, but intersects with most of the land. The color of the land is similar to that of the swamp, and there is no obvious boundary.

If you step on the air and fall into it, these dead-like swamps will be like the mouth of some evil beast, crazily devouring your weight and dragging you into the bottomless mud hole of rotting bones.

The dangerous place that should have been deserted is now filled with all kinds of tents.

The tents are stabilized with iron hooks. The actual area is less than the area of ​​the swamp, but the number of practitioners who have arrived to gather here is extremely large. In desperation, most of the tents that are meant for rest and meditation are supported by flying swords to control spirits.

Only then will you fall into a mud hole.

Outside the tent, monks from all walks of life took turns patrolling, spreading animal-repelling powder and ghost-suppressing runes.

"Who is coming! Tell me your name!" A patrolling monk frowned and blocked their way when he saw Bai Lian and his party.

Bailian and Fang Geyu looked at each other and understood why so many practitioners gathered here.

To the south of the swamp, there is a crystal clear riverside, which is extremely wide.

On the bank of the river, there stands a broken river monument. The inscription has long been corroded by the years. There are no fish or shrimps in the trembling river, but it can clearly reflect the stars in the sky and the mountains in the world.

This river is exactly the river that divides the first and second realms of Ghost Mountain, Xiaowangchuan.

After passing through this small river of forgetfulness, you can reach the second realm of Ghost Mountain.

Before Balian could say anything, a tall figure emerged from a tent: "Brother Lin, don't be offended. This is my friend, Si Chen."

Meng Zifei strode over, glanced at Li Jiujiu in surprise, then looked at Balian and smiled: "I knew that with Brother Sichen's ability, he would be able to stay safe and sound in the deserted house."

The vigilance in the eyes of the patrolling guard monk did not dissipate because of Meng Zifei's enthusiasm for Bai Lian.

On the contrary, when I heard the word "deserted house", I became more vigilant and felt a bit more subtle hostility.

"So you are the one who solved the first question of the college entrance examination." He sneered dryly, looked at Bailian up and down, and saw Fang Ge Yuli Jiujiu beside him.

It is the Kaiyuan realm.

He suddenly said with joy: "It's a bit interesting. I actually brought two juniors from the Kaiyuan Realm with me. Haha, I really thought that I could solve the test questions by myself if I understood them in advance. If I really had the ability to be one step ahead, how could I let the ghosts do it?

Lang Gou is still alive today?"

The practitioner surnamed Lin pointed to the river. A hundred meters away, there was a small black-topped boat, swaying leisurely on the river towards the other bank.

The distance seems to be only a hundred meters, but in this small Wangchuan River, there is a world of difference.

"Did you see it? That's Yu Gui Lang's boat. He is heading to the second realm. Now no one can cross the river. They are all blocked here. If it weren't for your selfishness and arrogance, you should tell Yu Gui Lang as soon as possible that this is the question.

There are many capable cultivators in the city joining forces, why worry about being unable to take down this evil ghost that is endangering the world."

Balian looked at him and said seriously: "Young Ghost Man is a powerful ghost that harms the human world. I don't need to hide this. You know it and I know it, and the world knows it. If you have the intention to eliminate ghosts, why do you need others to remind you? Deserted House

It's right there, if you want to go, how can I stop you?"

The monk was speechless for a moment when he was asked.

You Gui Lang has a reputation for being vicious, cruel in his methods, and extremely tyrannical. If it weren't for a big test, who would bother to provoke Yu Gui Lang's brows?

Meng Zifei felt embarrassed and said: "Brother Lin..."

The patrolling monk sneered, obviously not giving him too much face, and said sarcastically: "I know, I know, Mr. Meng is a guest monk of the majestic Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance Baili Young Master. Naturally, you have to give him face. There is no one here."

Master, I, Lin Jue, naturally don’t have enough room to accommodate people, but I really don’t have any extra tents to keep out the cold.”

Most of the monks staying here come from all walks of life and are all casual cultivators. Ninety percent of the casual cultivators in the world belong to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance.

The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance is a force with the largest number of monks among all the immortal sects, but it also has an extremely obvious shortcoming, that is, it is difficult for these monks to work together.

They only surrender to their upper-class monks, and their allies of the same class will appear to be extremely strange and obstructive in their eyes.

Fang Geyu was usually held in high esteem and pampered by others, but now he was probably not recognized, so he couldn't bear such a strange aura.

She snorted coldly, patted the Qiankun bag on her waist, and nine shining unicorns carried the golden jade chariot and swam on the clouds.

Most of the monks in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance were bitter and relied on the materials distributed by the Immortal Alliance to practice. After hundreds of years of hard work, they finally made it to the Tuohai realm.

But even so, how have they ever seen such magnificent and luxurious fairy creatures?

Lin Jue was stunned, and the look in Fang Geyu's eyes changed drastically.

Good guy, even Miss Lan in the Immortal League can't come up with such a skill.

Fang Geyu glanced at him and sneered disdainfully: "The poor tents are only for low-class people like you to sleep in, but they are really pitiful. There are not even one or two broken tents that can't adapt to the swamp.

I really don’t know why you are so complacent.”

She pinched her nose and looked disgusted as if she couldn't stand the smell of Lin Jue. She took the lead to step onto the carriage, waved to Bailian Li Jiujiu and said, "Don't you two get too close to him?"

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