"It's not the foundation of the underworld in the Middle Ages, after the fall of a small country.

It's just that Wu Chengzhu Bo said that this is a wild ghost, and that is a wild ghost.

Anyway, it doesn't belong to the Yin Si system, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Yin Si. No matter where you come from, you're all wild ghosts!"

As Wu Cheng chanted, the sound was like thunder, rumbling throughout the city.

There was originally a cloud of light above the canopy, emitting light that covered the entire ghost town.

However, between the token and the big drink, the cloud light from this leyline aura suddenly dissipated.

The entire ghost town turned from light to darkness in an instant, as if the lights had been turned out!

And the consequences here are a thousand times more terrifying than going off the lights.

As the clouds dispersed, all of a sudden, a yin wind appeared, and a black yin wind whistled and blew.

Scraping on the wall, sparks flew everywhere.

Scraped on top of the tower, the wood on which the tower was built suddenly creaked, and even seemed to have been cut by a blade, revealing the wound.

As for the defenders, it was even worse, under these winds, one by one screamed, as if they had been cut by countless weapons, exploded, and turned into a cloud of black mist.

However, before the black fog could close again, it completely dissipated in the wind.

"Yes, this is the ...... of the evil spirit."

When the summoned party is met, there is enlightenment in a moment.

A ghost town has existed for thousands of years, crusading against all directions, defending against enemies, and all kinds of other actions, in short, after accumulating for so long, the resentment must be really not small.

Coupled with the resentment that comes from the world......

As long as there is domination, there must be domination. Then there must be resentment!

It's not surprising that it even accumulates into evil.

It's just that this ghost town is still supported by the cloud light of the earth's vein aura, so it's no big deal.

And now, the clouds have dissipated, and these grievances have turned into a storm.

"Also, the ghost uncle was originally a mountain god. Although it is not the mountain god here, it is still extraordinary.

Wu Chengzhu Bo must have the power of the ghost on this token, so as soon as he drank it, he let the clouds dissipate. ”

Thinking of this, he became more and more sure that this operation was definitely not a nonsense, and there must be an order from the ghost uncle behind it.

At the moment, without waiting for Wu Cheng to speak, he had already taken the initiative to say: "The last general asks for his life and leads the encirclement and suppression of these wild ghosts!"

"Go ahead!"

"Whoa!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword and shouted, and rushed directly towards the city with his subordinate Yin soldiers!

......

The place where the Qingxing lantern shines is very narrow, at most within three or five steps, and it can no longer be seen farther.

Almost all you can see is under your feet, just moving forward in such a muddy way, everything around you can't see clearly, just fluttering, as if stepping on clouds.

When it was almost dawn, the light began to dim and eventually went out completely.

At this time, the people of Wuli found that they were actually in a lofty mountain.

The mountains here are steep and continuous, and there are no paths.

It's either ravines or cliffs.

In this kind of place, how did they get in with dozens of people and so many carriages.

"Witch Master, this is here?" Qin Feng turned his head to look around and couldn't help asking.

"It's still in Hengting Mountain, but it's almost at the junction with Xiling Mountain. Beyond that, we're in Chengzhou!"

Qin Fengqi said: "Uncle Qiu, how do you know this?"

"Nonsense, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers around here, where haven't I walked?

I followed the old witch master back then, but I ran through the nearby mountains.

This is the time I waited to enter the middle school, and I also proposed it to the witch master!" Qiu Yuan said with a smile.

Tao Xiaowu smiled slightly and said: "Chengzhong has inconvenient transportation since ancient times, and it is known as a four-plug lock pass, and the golden city is thousands of miles.

I'm looking for a place with excellent feng shui and spiritual energy, and I'm going to live in it, and I won't get involved in those mundane things...... Uh, don't put up a flag!"

In movies and television, when a certain person tells his peers and friends that I will retire after this operation - I will quit the world......

In short, people who say such things will not end well, they must be retired and will not be able to quit the rivers and lakes.

Either he died in the last act, or his friends and relatives died, and he wanted revenge......

"Wizard Master, what is Flagg?"

"Well, this is the language of ancient wizards, which probably means curses, good spirits and bad spirits!"

Tao Xiaowu said casually: "I haven't slept all night, everyone eats and rests, and we have to hurry at night!"

"Yui!"

After hearing the order, they hurriedly gathered up the firewood and made a fire to cook.

After eating and drinking hastily, they each rested.

Tao Xiaowu didn't sleep, sitting cross-legged silently, looking inward. I saw the Yin God in the Mud Pill Domain, languishing!

In order to repay the kindness of Yang Fuhou, he cut out two swords.

killed the angel of the court with a sword, but he suffered from luck.

The law is not applied to nobles!

Because the nobles have luck protection, they are immune to most spells.

But the semi-physical attack of the flying sword could not be stopped, and he was killed by Tao Xiaowu.

However, Tao Xiaowu was also affected by luck and was injured a lot.

In addition, he used the wisdom sword to cut the red dust, helping the rich marquis of Nayang cut off the luck entanglement with the imperial court.

In this way, although most of Yang Fuhou's power was lost, he could escape freely.

The luck of Chen to Bai Sheng and others was implicated in Yang Fuhou, and as soon as Yang Fuhou's luck was broken, they naturally followed suit.

Even including Tao Xiaowu himself, although after the Huijian slashed the red dust, he also broke the connection with the luck of the imperial court.

But there is still a little involvement, Yang Fuhou is broken, and Tao Xiaowu is completely liberated.

It's just that sword, wanting to cut away such a powerful luck bond on Yang Fuhou's body, even if Yang Fuhou is willing to cooperate, it also makes Tao Xiaowu consume a lot, and he also suffers backlash.

As soon as he came back, the whole person immediately became old and shriveled.

Fortunately, the ghost official Guo Yuan came over to give his life, so that Tao Xiaowu could return a little blood.

Although he has not been able to completely heal, he is still much better, and he is halfway back.

"The Wuyuan Fire is actually a very low-level Primordial Heavenly Fire...... It's just that this flame looks similar, and it's not easy to distinguish between them!"

When Tao Xiaowu thought so, the Wuyuan Fire in the Mud Pill Domain jumped slightly, turning from ice white to pure white.

"It's ...... The meaning of Bai Yi!"

Whether it is the divine power of ghosts and gods, or luck, etc., everything is true, and the power that can manifest in the underworld will show color.

Different levels of power naturally have different colors, which is also the division of the level of ghosts and gods.

Bai Yi is naturally the lowest level!

Even those Confucian beings have just died, and the sexual light emitted by the reincarnated underworld is also white.

And the red flame is the color of the level of ghosts and immortals, ghosts and gods.

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