However, the parting of the previous life, the meeting in this life, and the reunion of the next life. However, under the bridge, the Lechuan River, the Sansheng Stone in front of the Forgotten Hometown Building. The river of blood under the bridge has dried up, and the ghosts and evil spirits are gone, and only Meng Po at the head of the bridge remains.

"Quack quack...... Even you, a little ghost king, want to eat my real body. ”

This old ghost woman was not afraid, her eyes were not looking at Du Feng's ghost servant, but at himself. Du Feng was obviously standing outside the formation, but he could clearly feel the cold gaze coming. It seems that it is not a virtual Nai He Bridge from the formation, but a real Nai He Bridge with a real Meng Po standing on the bridge.

The old housekeeper once said that this world, and even the entire universe, is actually composed of formations. What seems to us to be a real mountain is a prop in the eyes of people at a higher level, or a chess piece and a flag. Judging from this, the relationship between the Meng Po in his pseudo-Nai He Bridge and the Meng Po in the underworld may only be the difference between the low-level formation and the high-level formation.

Nothing in this world is absolutely true, and nothing is absolutely false. True and false, false and false, everything in the universe is relative. Doesn't that mean that if you offend the fake Meng Po here, the real Meng Po in the underworld may also have a bad impression of yourself because of this.

Meng Po of the Netherworld, that's the real power faction, if the faction asks for impermanence to take away his soul, then he won't die. The adjudicator's matter has not been resolved, and he has offended a more violent guy, and he has not let people live a good life.

"Give me a swallow, you must swallow it clean. ”

Du Feng gave the ghost servant a death order, and he must eat this fake Meng Po as soon as possible and eat it cleanly.

"Don't worry!"

The ghost servant's method of devouring this time was very strange, not with that big black mouth to swallow, but with a knife on Meng Po's head. Halfway through it, she stopped, letting the skull skewered on the back of the knife suck her ghostly energy.

"Woohoo...... Woo......"

Those golden skulls made strange noises, like ghosts crying, like wolves wailing, and their voices were terrible, and the fog was miserable. This time, the fake Meng Po really has a lot of yin qi on her, and she forcibly pushed the cultivation of the ghost servant from the third layer of the grandmaster realm to the fourth layer. It is equivalent to the pseudo-Nai He Bridge that was placed this time, allowing the ghost servant to be promoted by two levels. The ghost servants on the fourth floor of the grandmaster are ready to be dispatched by Du Feng at any time. After he goes out, not to mention the White Tiger Hall Master and the Blue Dragon Hall Master, even the Deputy Sect Master has to give him a few electrons.

The fourth-level formation is really cool, and Du Feng is a little addicted. It is not possible to put the pseudo-Nai He Bridge again, because the array flag and the spar are not enough. But you can arrange a few simple formations, and give the adjudicator a dismount first.

"Boom!"

The dust rose and a figure streaked through the sky, crossed the gray line into the burial place and flew straight towards the Skull Dungeon. On the way, he also encountered some vampire bats that did not disperse, only to wait for them to perform any bloody blows. Directly billowing poisonous smoke shrouded the past, and hundreds of thousands of vampire bats were all corroded to the bone.

"Puff ......"

Even the bones were eroded by the poisonous smoke, and they dispersed on their own during the fall, turning into wisps of green smoke and drifting away with the wind.

"Let's go back, this year's people can't watch it. ”

There were several groups of explorers who had gone to other treasure halls and then to the Skull Dungeon Palace, and they were already surprised to see that someone could fly high in a no-fly zone like the Land of the Dead. Seeing that he had destroyed hundreds of thousands of vampire bats in a snap of his fingers, he was so scared that he didn't even want to explore the Skull Dungeon.

You must know that it is a vampire bat, and their combined attack power is equivalent to that of a Grandmaster Realm master using a heaven-level combat skill. That person had wiped out hundreds of thousands of vampire bats in the blink of an eye, and he was already a grandmaster in his own right. Go to the Skull Dungeon with the Grandmaster to snatch the treasures, what are you kidding, it is still important to save your life.

Seeing this, the group of explorers who arrived later departed, secretly congratulating themselves on their wise decision as they went. It is estimated that the explorers who have entered before will be wiped out. Especially those so-called disciples of the great sects, they can't be stunned anymore.

Du Feng was still busy, and Norton had already stepped into the door of the Skull Dungeon. He looked at the corpses that had been broken apart and knew that it was the work of White Ice Three. Then I went to the second basement floor and saw more stumps that were spread out like sausages.

It seems that Bai Bing did not die on the second layer, and Norton continued to walk down to the third layer. There was no corpse on the third floor, could it be that Bai Bing killed someone as soon as he came down.

"Come out, give it to me. ”

Norton tried to search room by room, but found that many of them were locked and inaccessible. This is the rule of the Skull Dungeon, and his ability is useless no matter how big it is.

Huh, he suddenly found that the array room had been opened, and the treasure had been taken. In other words, someone broke through the formation room and retreated. This person who has the ability to break through the formation room is definitely the murderer of Bai Bing.

After Nordon went around in a circle, he walked towards the fourth basement level step by step. He walked through the portal with ease, and he didn't need to go out of his way to stir up the true element. After entering the fourth basement floor, the first thing you see is a ghost wandering there.

How can there be ghosts here, could it be a special setting on the fourth basement floor. No, it's someone who knows how to summon ghosts. It seems that this person is a ghost cultivator, no wonder he was able to kill Bai Bing. Once the master of the Shangguan League taught them that they should never underestimate ghost cultivation. Although the ghost skills of the same level are not as powerful as the combat skills, the people who can persist in becoming ghost cultivators are all those with great perseverance, and their means are much stronger than ordinary martial artists.

"Bang!"

Norton extinguished the ghost with a wave of his hand, and his action immediately alarmed Du Feng, who was busy. Du Feng set up a hidden array on the opposite side, and Norton really couldn't find him if he hadn't come over closely.

"Here!"

Norton deserves to be the second adjudicator, he looked at the strange pattern on the ground, and immediately judged that Du Feng Zangzi was on the opposite side.

"Come on!"

Norton didn't follow the routine, he didn't move forward at all, and directly launched a large amount of poisonous smoke, which quickly spread throughout the house. It didn't take long for the concealment array arranged by Du Feng to break, because the array flag that had been planted was burned by his poisonous gas and had already collapsed.

"You can give it when you say it, you want to be beautiful. ”

Du Feng stood in place, and took out three waist cards representing the adjudicator's number to show them, obviously provoking Norton. Anyway, his relevant information has already been shared, so why don't you make it bigger and let the adjudicators come?

"Look for death!"

Norton's figure flashed, and he rushed towards Du Feng's direction. The big wings on the back spread out to catch people's voices, and the power of the oblique slash was not weaker than that of any sword or sword.