In the Halloween Palace, above the ghost town, there is heavy snow!

The heavy snow on this day has become a legendary wonder for the people of Heishui in the ghost town of the future. Because, they have never seen snow before.

Granny Qianhua squinted at these goose feathers and snow, and sighed in her heart, she knew that these were the tears of the devil.

At this time, Amu closed his eyes, but tears involuntarily flowed down his cheeks.

"Idiot!" Granny Chika shook her head and said nothing more.

At this time, Wen Muran and Xiao Luo, who were outside the venue, looked at the heavy snow sprinkled with a little solemnity.

"Tears of Demons!" Wen Muran also knew about Tears of Demons, but he didn't understand why Amu's sorrow turned into a vast snow at this time.

"Is Amu a real demon?" Wen Muran had a question in his heart.

"He's not a real demon!" Xiao Luo seemed to know that Wen Muran must have doubts in his heart, and his tone was firm and authentic. A trace of strange brilliance flashed on his pale face, and at this time, in fact, the most perceptible of Amu's sorrow in the field was Xiao Luo.

Whether Xiao Luo recognizes Amu's demon body or not, he can best perceive Amu's sorrow, deep sorrow.

Demonic Connection!

Amu's tears flew wantonly and turned into heavy snow.

At this time, on Amu's green clothes, the demonic flame rose again.

The thick black demonic flame swayed in the heavy snow. The demonic qi in the entire Halloween Palace began to rise incessantly.

Amu closed his eyes, and in his mind, all that was scattered were the bits and pieces of Liu Zhen's twelve years.

"Brother, drink some water!" The girl in red dress stood behind Amu with a celadon teapot.

"Brother, I see that my father is holding that black rattan again, and his face is gloomy. Yu'er pouted and glanced in the direction of the backyard, then whispered.

"Brother, I always advised my father not to beat you, but he didn't listen at all!" Yu'er has always been indignant about Wang Jue's beating of Amu back then.

"Brother, are you okay, I'll rub some potion for you!" Every time Amu was beaten, Yu'er had to deflate her mouth and burst into tears.

Yu'er has always thought that she feels most sorry for her brother and her father is the worst.

Liu Zhen, Master, Yu'er, blue bricks, gray tiles, lights......

Time is irreversible, and there is no going back.

At the beginning, all the villagers in Liuzhen were killed, and Liuzhen turned into a ghost town, and Amu thought that at least there would be Master and Yu'er. When the master may cross the border and disappear, Amu thinks that there is still Yu'er to look forward to.

But today I finally saw Yu'er, and Yu'er regarded herself as a stranger.

Forget the past of three lives and three lives, and cut off the love of this life and the next life. People are no longer people, and hearts are no longer hearts!

Amu Zuihou's expectations turned into disappointment.

On this day, Amu felt that he had been in Liuzhen for 12 years, and the most beautiful time had passed with the wind and would never come back.

Perhaps the most unbearable thing in life is to be ignored by those who love and do so well.

At this time, the memories of Mei Haode and the endless sorrow completely occupied Amu. At the same time, a gate suddenly appeared in Amu's mind.

The gate gradually became clearer. Soul Gate!

However, at this moment when the snow was heavy and the door of the soul realm was opened.

Suddenly, a black shadow poured down from the top of the Netherworld Mountain behind the Ten Thousand Saints Palace.

By this time, the night had fallen and the snow was falling. But that black shadow was like an ink rainbow, passing through the sky, and behind him, there were countless afterimages.

At the same time, the powerful coercion dispersed, leaving the snow in the void stagnant. At this moment, everything is still.

It was an extremely majestic and weird liliang, which was exactly the same as the liliang when Granny Fang Cai Qianhua appeared.

That's Liliang of the Tribulation Realm Cultivator!

In the void, a big hand covering the sky suddenly appeared. The five fingers are like a mountain, covering the dome, and going straight to Amu to press down. The endless power of the catastrophe caused the heavy snow in the entire void to suddenly spread outward, forming a snow wave that rose several feet high.

However, at this time, Amu had already forgotten about everything and me, and only lingered outside the gate of the soul realm.

"Black Water Robbery?" Granny Qianhua was standing beside Amu, how could she let her succeed.

Zaijian Qianhua Mother-in-law, the red robe is drumming, and the same mighty aura spreads.

Soaring into the air, Granny Qianhua raised her hand with one hand, and her thin palm, with a liliang like the sea, directly met the big hand in the void.

"Boom-pop-"

Two hands, not fully touching. The air currents driven by each of them have collided.

It's a hard slap. The air waves in the sky, like the sea and the tide, advance and spread out layer by layer.

That was the aftermath of the tribulation! Many monks outside the arena were directly shocked by that force. It was a monk below the soul level, a liliang who could never resist.

The afterglow is gone!

Mother-in-law Qianhua stood peacefully in the void, her red robe drumming. Zaijian's figure that poured down from the top of the Netherworld Mountain flew out directly upside down for dozens of feet, standing in the void.

It was a monk covered in a black robe and wearing a black hat. The monk exuded an extremely powerful and eerie aura.

As soon as this black-robed man appeared, the entire square was stunned.

Just now, what kind of cultivation Granny Qianhua is, everyone has seen it. And this black-robed man who suddenly appeared was able to slap Granny Qianhua.

Although, judging from the scene, Mother-in-law Qianhua has the upper hand, but this black-robed person is not simple.

You must know that Granny Qianhua can raise her hand to kill a master of the Soul Scattering High Level or even the Great Perfection.

As soon as the black-robed man appeared, the black and white priests glanced at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed in each of their eyes, but it was fleeting. Wen Muran, who was outside the court, sneered.

"Lord Ghost Saint!" Granny Qianhua looked at the black-robed man and sneered. The ghost saint of the Immortal Ghost Sect was the only black water tribulation cultivator in her memory.

However, the cultivation of the ghost saint, Granny Qianhua is not in her eyes. Don't look at the ghost saint who slapped her on the face, that's because Granny Qianhua doesn't have the heart to kill him for the time being. Otherwise, under the palm of his hand, the Ghost Saint would never be an opponent.

Oni-sama?

Granny Qianhua didn't feel how the ghost saint was, but this sound was enough to stir up a thousand waves.

Ghost Saint? That's a legendary existence within the boundaries of the Sea Desolate Divine State.

In the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, almost no one knows whether the Ghost Saint is male or female, let alone where the Ghost Saint is! The Ghost Saint has been famous in the Divine Prefecture for thousands of years, and there has always been a story in the Divine Prefecture that he fought seven Scattered Soul Cultivators alone, so that they did not survive for a lifetime.

Fighting seven scattered souls alone, what is that concept?

The Ghost Saint was really in the Immortal Ghost Sect, and he actually appeared today, and countless monks opened their eyes. It's a pity that the ghost saint is still dressed in a black robe, wearing a hat, and his true face is not revealed at all.

"Who is the demon? make up stories, confuse the people, and insult the two generations of saints of the Immortal Ghost Sect!" The voice of the ghost saint was extremely special, hoarse and ugly, as if it did not come from his mouth.

"Don't make it up, you know it in your own heart! Don't ask my mother-in-law where I'm from, today, I will definitely take this girl away!"

"Haha!" The hat on the top of the ghost saint's head shook slightly, "Foolish people talk about dreams! Do you come and leave when you want to be in my Immortal Ghost Sect? Take away the holy daughter of my sect, have you asked the old man?"

"I didn't plan to ask!" Granny Qianhua said disdainfully, "A catastrophe cultivation of the upper realm of the wind tribulation is not yet in the eyes of the mother-in-law!"

The catastrophe of the upper realm of the wind tribulation?

The monks above the soul cultivator were all shocked. The sixth level of the three realms of cultivation, spirit, and soul is the lifelong pursuit of ordinary sea wilderness monks. The soul-scattering person is the pinnacle and immortal-like existence in the eyes of ordinary monks.

Many monks don't know about the Tribulation Realm all their lives, thinking that the realm of scattered souls is already at the end. Indeed, the people who scattered their souls really stood on the top of the sea wilderness. However, it is undeniable that there are still calamities and repairs above the sea wilderness.

Although they are rare, they are an iconic existence.

The high-level Great Perfection of Scattered Souls has to experience the three disasters of water, fire, and wind, and then enter the Yin and Yang Sea, receive reincarnation fire, die nine times and live a life, and zuihou fly into the sky and turn into immortals. Therefore, the Tribulation Realm Cultivators are divided into the Water Tribulation Realm, the Fire Tribulation Realm, the Wind Tribulation Realm, the Yin and Yang Realm, and the Flying Heaven Realm.

The five realms of robbery and cultivation are divided into upper and lower realms.

The tribulation cultivation of the Wind Tribulation Upper Realm, even among the Tribulation Realm cultivators, is not bad, not to mention that in the Sea Desolate Divine Realm, the Scattered Soul is the pinnacle?

However, this kind of cultivation was called inadmissible by Granny Qianhua.

How tall is Granny Chika?

Everyone was amazed by Granny Qianhua's words, but the ghost saint did not argue in the slightest.

"Your realm is high!" the Ghost Saint's voice didn't fluctuate much, but said in a calm and strange voice, "But, don't forget, this is the boundary of the Sea Desolation Divine State, above the Seven Great Immortal Gates, and the Sea Desolation Arbiter Holy City Ziyou! Cultivators of the Tribulation Realm, you must be content with cultivation! And you are a Flying Tribulation Realm Great Perfection, you can be called an immortal, you actually walk in the sea wilderness, self-cultivation, and lawlessness. Aren't you afraid that the Holy City Purple Shadow will rain down the wrath of thunder?"

Most of the people present didn't know what the concept of Yaxian was.

Xiao Luo couldn't help but look at Wen Muran.

Wen Muran smiled bitterly and said: "It is said that above the Tribulation Realm is the Immortal Realm, and the Asian Immortal is the Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm, and the cultivation of the Half-step Immortal!

What is the origin of this Qianhua mother-in-law? Wen Muran has been pondering in his heart.

"Haha-" Listening to the words of the ghost saint, Granny Qianhua suddenly looked up to the sky, and her laughter was even a little crazy.

The entire ghost town reverberated with the laughter of Granny Qianhua.

"Black Water Ghost Saint! Mother-in-law, I originally thought that you had become a catastrophe and cultivation, and it was not easy to cultivate, and I wanted to spare your life! But you are not ashamed to speak out here! What kind of arbiter of the sea wilderness, Purple Hidden City? What kind of thunderous rage? Tell you, Purple Hidden City is a holy city in your eyes! In the eyes of your mother-in-law, you are not even bullshit! Using Purple Hidden City to oppress people, you have violated the taboo of your mother-in-law. Today, my mother-in-law will kill you, see what can happen to the Purple Ghost City?"

Granny Qianhua's tone was quite sharp, and the red robe was already like the wind.

The monks present, whether it was the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness or the Scattered Cultivators, were already shocked after listening to the words of Granny Qianhua, and Wen Muran of the Taihuang Gate was stunned.