The Imperial Palace of Zhao covers an extremely wide area, with a radius of hundreds of miles, which is almost equivalent to a city, and the general's mound is just the name of this place for foreign monks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The scenery in the palace is not much to say, in the depths of the palace, there is a mountain that is neither tall nor short, which was once the location of the Zhao family's Xiuxian family.

As soon as Liu Qinghuan and his entourage entered the second-floor palace, they encountered scattered ghost soldiers.

Surprisingly, this place was very different from the Misty Plains outside, and there were no groups of troops to be seen, most of them were only one or two ghosts, and at most they were only in groups of three or five, wandering around the palace aimlessly. Their strength has improved a lot, and there are not a few ghosts in the foundation building period.

However, Liu Qinghuan and several people have good strength, not to mention Yunliu and the others, Xu Su is deeply hidden, and he is not a general.

So the journey was quite easy, and the four of them worked together and did not encounter any danger.

After beating another ghost soldier into a black air, leaving only scattered armor, Yun Zhenghu said suspiciously: "This is very different from what we thought before......

"Maybe those ghost armies are all on the misty plains outside?" Xu Su guessed.

I thought I would encounter a denser ghost army inside, but I didn't expect to find out that I was completely wrong when I came in.

Their destination was the Yongshou Pavilion in the northeast corner of the Imperial Palace, and they were going to go to see the teleportation circle first, and then go to the hill of the Zhao family.

Fighting and walking along the way, although the road in the palace is tortuous, it is impossible for several people to follow the palace wall, but directly cross.

It's just that the closer you get to the northeast corner, the more ghost soldiers wander, and they get stronger and stronger. They had to choose to err on the side of caution and avoid as much as they could.

Two hours later.

Liu Qinghuan leaned against the closed door of the hall, his aura was constricted to the bare trace, and his divine sense was concerned about the outside.

At this time, several people were hiding in a palace, waiting for a large group of wandering ghosts outside to go away.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, this group of ghosts suddenly came out of nowhere, there were dozens of them, and most of them had the cultivation equivalent to the foundation building monks.

If they hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, they went directly into a nearby palace and restrained their breath, I'm afraid they would have collided head-on. There are so many of them, if you fall into them, you may be at risk of dying.

Jingjue held up a wooden sign: "We're not going to break into the nest of these ghosts, are we?"

"Little monk, you should be content. Yun Zheng whispered: "These non-commissioned officers without command are like a mess of scattered sand, which is already much easier to deal with." ”

After waiting for a while, the ghosts outside finally scattered in all directions, and only a few were still circling in place.

Xu Su wiped the sweat from his head and sat on the ground: "Good guy! ”

"Shhhhhhhhhh

The nerves that had just been loosened were tense again!

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly said: "Yun Zheng, can you set up a concealment array at the fastest speed, there are a lot of them this time!"

When Yun Zheng heard this, he didn't ask much, and with a flip in his hand, he took out a formation flag and flew everywhere like a bean, but in a few breaths, he set up a magic circle in the corner of the palace where they were hiding.

Several people quickly entered the formation, Yun Zheng played a magic trick, all the array flags lit up slightly, and the hall immediately became empty.

The sound of uniform footsteps sounded from far and near, from outside the hall.

The four people in the formation looked at each other, and Yun Zheng said: "I thought there was no army in this palace, but I didn't expect that there was still one hidden here." ”

He turned his head to look, only to see Liu Qinghuan's face sweating like rain, and said strangely: "You don't have to be so nervous, right?"

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly waved his hand, only to hear a loud "bang", and the palace gate was thrown against the wall!

A ghost, taller than the other soldiers, appeared in the doorway, holding a glaive long knife with a bright light and a blood-colored black aura on the blade. It was covered in shiny iron armor, and the helmet on its head had slightly torn red tassels. Its eyes are as deep as prison, and the momentum is majestic and domineering!

The gaze of the tall ghost slowly swept through the hall, inch by inch to the location of the hidden circle, and then stopped, staring at it.

The few people hiding in the magic circle did not dare to come out, and they were all silent.

Liu Qinghuan winked at the other three, holding the Pogang Golden Lotus tightly in his hand.

Although there is a large group of ghost troops outside, if they are really discovered, they can only do it.

Fortunately, after staring at it for a few breaths, the other party looked away and swept to other corners.

At this time, a whimpering sound suddenly sounded.

The ghost turned and left, disappearing into the doorway in an instant, only to hear the footsteps outside also quicken.

It wasn't until the footsteps all disappeared that a few people gasped for air.

"It scared the hell out of me. Jingjue shook the wooden sign again and again, expressing his emotions.

"That guy can't be General Wu, right?" Xu Su said.

"Unlikely. Yun Zheng shook his head: "Although it looks quite scary, he hasn't reached the fake Dan cultivation." You say, 'Where is this army going?'

Xu Su rolled his eyes: "Looking at their direction, it should be the mountain on the other side." Hey, Brother Liu, why don't you speak?"

The other three looked at Liu Qinghuan in unison, and Liu Qinghuan said, "I just noticed that these ghosts all seem to be coming from one direction, and I suspect that it may really be their lair, or the military camp." ”

"There will be a barracks in the palace?"

Liu Qinghuan took out the ghost torture stick: "I used this thing to torture a ghost before, and I got some things from his mouth. It is said that the Zhao family selected soldiers in the army and practiced a quick anti-heaven technique, which then attracted the crusade of the immortal cultivation world, and finally besieged the palace of Zhao State. So it was very possible to build a military camp here back then. ”

Yun Zheng and Xu Su thought about each other, and Jingjue nodded decently.

"Why do you want to do so much, just go and see it. Yun Zheng finally said: "Hehe, maybe you can still find that exercise." I want to see what kind of exercises can be cultivated by mortals without spiritual roots!"

The four of them discussed it for a while, and then decided to go there.

But it's dangerous to go like this, there are many ghosts along the way, and the fight is endless, so several people put on invisibility charms.

The resentment and death here are extremely heavy, so Liu Qinghuan did not let the little hoofhorned beast come out.

They clinged to the eaves, dodging all the way, climbing over walls and climbing courtyards. When encountering many ghosts, they take refuge in a nearby palace and wait for them to pass before leaving.

Soon, they noticed something strange ahead of them.

I saw that under the bleak skylight, occasionally wisps of black gas flashed quickly, falling somewhere in front of me.

"Hmm, what's that?" Yun Zheng asked.

Liu Qinghuan didn't know. was wondering, but heard Jingjue speak: "That's the ghost of the 'dead'. ”

Liu Qinghuan remembered that every time they killed a ghost, the other party would spew out a stream of black gas and disperse in the air.

Several people quickened their pace, bypassed a rockery three or four feet high, and when they saw the dark and gloomy pool in front of them, they were all stunned!