The ghost gate of the congenital ghost peach tree connects the ghost realms of the ten directions, but it is not certain which realm it will connect to. When Liu Qinghuan stepped out of the ghost gate, he looked at a misty mountain and didn't know where he was.

The wind was blowing, the black fog was long, and the sky was forever frozen in the moment of dreary dusk. I don't hear the noise of beasts and birds in my ears, and I only see ghosts and demons in front of me, ghosts and monsters hidden in thorn bushes, and hidden demons in stone cliffs.

As soon as the swarming demons saw him, they suddenly screamed loudly and pounced on him.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were sharp, and he pointed at the flying head that was the first to pounce in front of him, and then Qinglian Ye roared to the ground, and the ghosts finally reacted, and they quickly retreated in panic.

The Tainan Immortal Sword also came over, circled around him, and flew into the mountains with a whizz. Liu Qinghuan also killed any ghost things, and chased after him like the wind.

One man and one sword quickly disappeared, and the vicinity of the ghost gate regained calm in a moment, and the demons and monsters who came from all directions flocked to the wide open door in droves, going to the vibrant world on the other side of the disaster.

Liu Qinghuan restrained his breath, hid his figure slightly, and looked down while chasing the Tainan Immortal Sword. I saw that the mountain peaks and caves were steep and steep, but the mountains did not grow grass, the peaks did not insert the sky, the caves did not contain clouds, and the streams flowed with black water. There are all ghosts in front of the shore, there are gods and demons under the mountains, wild ghosts are collected in the caves, and evil spirits are hidden at the bottom of the stream.

After chasing like this for most of the day, he was already a few miles away from the ghost gate, and when a familiar black river appeared at his feet for the third time, Liu Qinghuan was speechless and found that the Tainan Immortal Sword, which seemed to be able to pierce the sky, was actually a road idiot. If it had a face, it would have a blank expression.

He shouted, "Hey, sword...... Brother Jian, stop, we've already passed by here three times. ”

"Hey, Brother Jian, did you hear me?"

"Hey!"

It's a pity that Tainan Immortal Sword ignored it completely and continued to circle in a daze.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't, he couldn't catch up, he couldn't catch up, he couldn't stop shouting and shouting, he simply fell down and fell to a round mountain.

The fairy sword flew forward for a while, and after a while, he found that there was no one behind him, and he couldn't help but turn back "angrily", and he was about to cut his head!

"Stop!" Liu Qinghuan raised a hand: "Stop, stop!"

The other party finally stopped at the last moment, but it hung over his head, as if he was about to do it again if he didn't agree.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and brushed it, sat down on a flat stone, and posed in a posture that was ready to fall in love: "Brother Sword, you have to let me enter the ghost gate, there is always a reason, right?"

He looked up at the sword above his head, and when he looked closely, he found that the original silver-white sword was wrapped with countless resentments, and the deep black color seemed to be soaked in blood layer by layer, and finally solidified into a filth that could never be washed away.

Thinking of how golden and righteous the Tainan Immortal Sword was back then, I couldn't help but feel related, and I didn't know what it had experienced over the years to be destroyed like this.

Liu Qinghuan said tentatively: "Or, do you need my help with something......?" Can you speak, or pass on your thoughts to me? ”

After waiting, Liu Qinghuan suddenly had a monstrous killing intent in his mind, and in an instant, it seemed that he had arrived at the ancient battlefield of the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain, and the sound of killing in his ears shook the sky and shook his soul!

Liu Qinghuan's face changed greatly, and he was deflected by this torrent-like killing intent, and almost sat unsteadily and fell to the ground.

He clutched his fiercely beating heart, and it took a while for his breath to calm down, and he frowned and said, "...... you? What do you mean, do you want me to kill someone?"

The fairy sword that had been standing still fell, and the tip of the sword was pointed on the ground, stroke by stroke, very firmly. A moment later, two deep words were left on the hard black rock.

Liu Qinghuan squatted down, these two words were written in an ancient seal that had long been lost in Yunmengze, if it weren't for the fact that he had read a lot of ancient books in this area in order to study the strange characters on the sword talisman, I am afraid that he would not recognize it, and read suspiciously: "Red clothes...... Red Dress?"

When he raised his eyes, he saw the fairy sword shaking its body back and forth, and nodded in a similar manner.

"What do you mean?"

The other party silently "looked at each other" with him, as if to say that he didn't understand this?

What do I understand? Liu Qinghuan secretly scolded herself, muttering in her mouth: "Red clothes, red clothes...... Red clothes, red clothes!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly stood up, remembering that year in the old land of the Tainan Immortal Sect, wasn't it a woman in red clothes who forced the Tainan Immortal Sword out of its sheath, and attracted purple thunder to slash down from the sky, and then chased after it?

That woman should be a ghost cultivator, with a beautiful appearance, but her aura is extremely powerful, so she left a deep impression on him.

Liu Qinghuan groaned: "You mean, the way you look now is all related to the woman in red?"

Receiving an affirmative response, he then guessed, "So, you want me to kill her?"

Fairy Sword nodded like pounding garlic, and his joy was overflowing.

Liu Qinghuan's face was ugly, and he forcibly held back his anger and said: "Brother, big brother, you can kill a ghost king-level ghost thing casually with a fairy sword, and it has become like this in the hands of that female ghost cultivator, which shows that her cultivation is very high." I'm a Yuanying monk who has just gotten married, how can He De take on such a heavy responsibility?"

He changed his words: "Besides, this ghost domain is so big, I cultivate alone, and it is difficult to move here in the first place, where can I go to find her? Do I know who she is and where she lives?"

The fairy sword was in a hurry, and he poked the two words on the ground with the tip of the sword.

"Red Dress? You mean her name is Red Dress?"

Fairy Sword nodded immediately.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was uncertain, silently thinking about the feasibility of this trip. It's much easier to know the woman's name, the other party is strong, it shouldn't be a nameless person, as long as you ask, you should be able to get a lot of news.

But......

"Brother Jian, you are powerful, why don't you kill her yourself?"

The Tainan Immortal Sword suddenly froze and didn't move, and when he looked closely, he seemed to be trembling......

Liu Qinghuan was very different in his heart, and he didn't understand why he looked very afraid.

sighed helplessly, he was very unwilling to get involved in this obviously extremely troublesome matter, but now it is impossible to turn back, since this guy forced him to step into the ghost gate, he naturally will not let him go again, and will definitely force him to kill people.

Liu Qinghuan calculated the gains and losses in his heart, and felt that he had lost a lot, and the head on the item was about to be lost.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, made up his mind, and said, "If you want me to help you kill Hongshang, it's okay, but you must willingly let me brand my divine sense!"

The Tainan Immortal Sword slowly rose above his head, staring at him condescendingly, as if to say: Just by you, you are also worthy of me!

Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly, spread his hands and said, "If you don't agree, then what obligation do I have to help you? Even if we are old acquaintances, if you want me to help you with my head, you must give me something in return, right?"

The other party was furious, and he was about to cut it when he raised his sword.

Liu Qinghuan stretched his neck and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, cut like this!" Anyway, I can't beat you, and I can't resist a single move to kill those red and white clothes, so it's better for you to cut me down now, let's break it up!"

Tainan Immortal Sword seemed to be shocked by his rogue and retreated in horror.

Liu Qinghuan laughed secretly in his heart, he was stunned and afraid of being horizontal, he was afraid of dying, in the final analysis, you are just a sword with chaotic wisdom and a road idiot, and it can't cure you!

If the threat is over, it must be stopped, otherwise the other party will really cut it down with a sword, and he will lose his life in vain.

He softened his tone and said, "You think, your purpose is to kill the female cultivator called Hongsheng, you have to go with me anyway, right, but you see that my cultivation is not high now, and I don't have the sword in my hand, how can I help you? If I use it, I will also help yourself,......"

After such persuasion, he tried his tongue and made an oath, and finally said that the Tainan Immortal Sword was so dizzy that he couldn't find the north, and finally obeyed Liu Qinghuan in a daze.

After branding his divine sense imprint on the sword, Liu Qinghuan almost couldn't hold back the three long laughs in the sky, and just flickered to a fairy sword, where can it be reasonable?

He stroked the slender sword body, and sighed in his heart, an immortal sword actually fell like this, if the ancestors of the Tainan Immortal Sect knew about it, I am afraid that they would be so angry that they would slash down from the nine heavens.

After all, it is the sword of the ancient sect of Yunmengze, and he is willing to promise to help kill Hongshang, and part of the reason is that he does not want the treasures to be stained and the glory of his ancestors to be buried in the dust.

Taking out the scabbard and inserting the sword body back, the Tainan Immortal Sword was finally complete after hundreds of years, and he seemed to hear a cry of joy.

It's a pity that the Tainan Immortal Sword is too angry now, and Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to take the liberty of receiving it in his dantian, so he temporarily received it in his storage space.

He raised his eyes and looked around, thousands of miles of clouds and clouds, thousands of miles of desolation, and suddenly came to this completely unfamiliar interface, his eyes were black, and he didn't know which way he was going for a while.

Thinking that the Tainan Immortal Sword had been taking him to the east before, he made a little disguise and continued to go east.

It has been more than half a month since he walked like this, and at Liu Qinghuan's current speed, he has not been able to get out of this vast mountain, which shows that the breadth of this realm is far from being comparable to Yunmengze and the Yin Moon Blood Realm.

However, there are also gains. Although this world is a ghost world, in addition to countless sneaky and evil spirits in the mountains, there are still many demon beasts, but they are all fierce beasts that like cold and dark, and their temperament is very cruel and tyrannical.

In addition, in addition to the extremely heavy yin qi and dead qi in this place, there are still spiritual veins in the mountain range, although they are a little thin, the spiritual energy is still there.

Liu Qinghuan had experienced many incidents before, opening the ghost gate, killing the white ghost and Liu Zhenwu, the spiritual power consumption was very huge, and he still had injuries on his body, and he had to avoid high-level ghosts, so after making sure that he couldn't get out of the mountain range for a while, he found a place with a relatively strong aura and stopped temporarily.

After digging the cave and setting up the magic circle, he sat down tiredly, and spent a few days adjusting his body and spiritual power to the best state, and then entered the sea of consciousness.

The ball of green light, which was much larger than before, fell on the small island frozen by the mist of divine consciousness, and when I looked up, the tall and thick inverted bamboo was like a mountain peak inserted into the clouds, and every black or white bamboo leaf was shining brightly, and it was growing very well.

He flew up lightly, burrowed into the thick bamboo wall, and found the sword intent of life and death in the bamboo heart.

The shattered sword intent of life and death was shrouded in thick gray qi, and the cracks on it were still very deep after raising them for these days, and they didn't get any better.

sighed secretly, it seems that the damage is too great, and it can only be raised slowly.

Exiting Zhihai, Liu Qinghuan went into the Songxi Cave Heavenly Diagram and took a turn to explore Xiao Hei's injuries.

Xiao Hei was slapped by Yuan Ying before, and then he was forced to stay by his side all the time, and he was seriously injured. Fortunately, there is no shortage of elixirs that can heal him in Liu Qinghuan's hands, and he can be cured as long as he cultivates for a period of time.

He stood quietly outside the door and looked at Xiao Hei who was focused on healing in the room for a while, thinking of the first day of junior high when he didn't know where he was at this time, hoping that he could obediently follow Yun Zheng and Mu Yinyin and leave the mirage safely.

Thinking of the accident and the reunion of Bu Wei, the other party's grief and anger at that time were so obvious, but it is a pity that they were fixed on the two hostile sides and never had the possibility of becoming friends.

This trip to Shuoshan was full of twists and turns, and it was very dangerous, and he got married as a last resort, so he didn't make corresponding arrangements for his cultivation after getting married.

Most of the elixirs in the medicine field were used in the Jindan period, and the elixir that Yuan Ying wanted to use was not at all, which he needed to supplement and find later.

Back in the quiet room, he sat quietly and pondered for a while, when suddenly his mouth opened, and a bead glowing with five-colored millilight fell to the ground with a thud, and the entire cave shook violently!

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly played a few tricks, stabilized the crumbling protective array, and wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead.

It is worthy of Dinghaizhu, but the power of a slight landing is so huge, if this is hit, wouldn't it be a mountain down, and there is no need to attach other spells.

However, when he endured the life and death of Yuan Ying and the thunder tribulation, he was in danger, and he didn't know how this guy ran into his dantian, and then he lived next to the Spiritual Root Tree as if he had settled down.

The ground was smashed out of a few cracks by Dinghaizhu, and Liu Qinghuan held the spiritual power in his hand!

Ding Haizhu shook it and didn't move.

He smacked his tongue, his arms suddenly doubled thicker, thick green tendons arched around his neck, and he was so hard that his face was red and his ears were red, and the whole person was overwhelmed by the rich cyan aura, so he barely lifted An Haizhu up, only to feel that he was holding a big mountain, and there was a thumping sound under his body, and his body immediately sank a few points!

After that, Liu Qinghuan tried to refine Dinghaizhu again, but until the infant fire was exhausted, there was still no effect.

In the end, he had to admit that Dinghai Zhu was even higher than the grade of the Tainan Immortal Sword, and with his current ability, he couldn't refine it for the time being.

After dealing with miscellaneous matters, Liu Qinghuan walked out of the temporary cave mansion and recognized the east and continued to move forward.

The mountains and rivers are restored, the land is far away and the mountains are high, and the long road ahead is only accompanied by desolate devil crying, and the sun and the moon are gone.

It wasn't until two months later that he finally walked out of the mountains and reached a plain as far as the eye could see. After walking for more than half a month, among the withered grass and dead poplars, I suddenly heard the sound of laughter and conversation in the distance!