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Regarding the names of the nine ghosts in Tunhuang Mountain, Deng An once heard the introduction of Ghost Foot Three, they are the nine robbers in the Tunhuang Mountain in the south of the city, and they often rob those lonely wild ghosts. - However, in the meditation room, the weak 'meat' eats the strong, and it is common for them to snatch each other's cultivation resources, and their approach is just a little more publicity, putting these things that are not good for seeing the light on the surface.

As for the name of the bandit, it is the name given to this kind of meditation by the major powers. Deng An successively learned from the mouth of the Instrument Camp that the Nine Ghosts spent most of their time cultivating in their respective 'cave' mansions, and did not take pleasure in looting. The reason why they are called so is that most of these organized wild ghosts have a certain amount of power and can easily pose a threat to the big forces.

Tunhuang Mountain is the closest to the Vain Death City, and the power of the Nine Ghosts is relatively much weaker, and they never plunder the meditation of the Vain Death City. Therefore, all along, the city of vain death has turned a blind eye to them, and at most they have come forward to shout and deter them.

Deng An really couldn't understand that he had just come to the Netherworld and had never seen the Nine Ghosts, so naturally he would not contradict them, but why he was worried about the giant Shizi among them.

"Hehe, Ju is one of them! However, Ju is much more amiable than the other eight guys, and he never does anything to 'pump' his soul refining spirit, and if you can be caught by me, it can be regarded as your luck. Jushizi grinned, but the smile was full of cruelty.

"Do you know that I am the ruler of the city of vain?" Deng An threatened.

"Haha, of course I know, Ju sent someone to lead you to Mingqi Valley just to capture you. If you didn't die in vain, wouldn't Ju's preparation be wasted in vain. Ju Shizi said unconcernedly: "Your name is Deng An, the leader of Tianyan Mansion." ”

"Is the 'Yin' Raid your subordinate?" Deng An asked coldly.

"That kid did a good job and didn't get noticed by you. Jushizi said proudly.

"What exactly is your purpose?" Deng An continued to ask.

"You can rest assured that Ju will not take your life. Anyway, you are also a refiner, and you also have condensation cultivation, it would be a pity to kill you. Jushizi chuckled.

"What conditions do you have?" Deng An asked in a deep voice.

"When the time comes, Ju will propose it to you. Jushizi still smiled.

Seeing that the other party refused to answer, Deng An knew that it would be futile to ask again, so he looked at the surrounding environment. At this moment, he seems to be in a palace complex, pavilions and pavilions can be seen everywhere, strange 'flowers' and different trees are dotted in the meantime, and there are some plum 'flowers' and deer walking leisurely from time to time. However, his mind is like a mirror, and these things are illusions, not real existence.

From the first glance after entering, Deng An could see that this was a fantasy land. It's not that his methods are clever, it's that those things are so shadowy and have a sense of unreality. Moreover, he could still hear the chirping of the flaming crows that had fled far away.

Deng An quickly guessed that he should be trapped by a magic weapon or formation. However, when the surrounding sounds change rapidly, there is only one possibility left. The place where he is currently should be inside a magic weapon similar to the ghost 'gate' ghost raising jar.

The magic weapon that Condensation Meditation can have, there should not be much space in it. Deng An identified a direction, intending to find its edge and see if it was possible to forcibly crack it.

At this time, there was gradually more pink smoke in the surrounding air.

Inevitably, Deng An's soul was contaminated with some, and immediately, there was a sweet smell that entered Deng An's consciousness, even though the amount of smoke he was contaminated with was not much, but it also made him feel heavy 'desire' to sleep, and those pink 'color' smoke were obviously poisonous.

It is definitely not a good thing to pass out here, Deng An forced himself to stay awake, and cast a dark light technique to block those poisonous mist from the soul body. And those that had been contaminated with the soul body turned invisible in a burst of blue and white 'color' fire.

This space is not as small as Deng An imagined, when he walked out of a palace illusion, there was still a palace illusion in front of him, if it weren't for the pink 'color' smoke gradually thickening, he almost thought that he was 'lost' by the illusion, and he had been spinning the same way.

However, the change in the intensity of the pink 'color' smoke gave Deng An a good reminder. He believed that as long as he found the source of the smoke, he would definitely reach the edge of the magic weapon.

However, this distance seems surprisingly long.

Deng An didn't know how far he had walked, and he didn't know how long it took, but there was still an illusory building in front of him, and he couldn't see the edge. If only that's it, but the pink smoke around it is getting thicker and thicker, and the speed of corroding the shield is getting faster and faster. He knew very well that if he continued to walk, the Dark Light Technique would not work. With the current concentration of pink smoke, I am afraid that with just a trace of sticking, he may fall asleep.

Deng An couldn't help but begin to doubt his judgment and hesitated.

However, while he hesitated, a vision appeared in the air. The originally calm pink 'color' mist suddenly appeared in bursts of tumbling, and one by one the 'female' music came out. Like the surrounding buildings, although they are all beautiful and stunning, they are all illusory shadows.

While Deng An was watching in puzzlement, in front of or in the hands of these 'female' musicians, musical instruments such as qin, zheng, flute, and ser were conjured, and in his consciousness, bursts of music immediately came from the sound of music. This voice is soft and beautiful, like the music of the Nine Heavens, which is fascinating.

As the music played, a young 'girl' appeared in front of Deng An.

Her face was stunning, her figure was slender and she looked vaguely familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, his consciousness seemed to touch a wound, and bursts of tingling pain came out.

After the appearance of the "girl", she immediately danced to the music.

His smile and every move are revealing endless charm and 'charm'. Compared with other 'female' music, her body is much more condensed. It is only when she dances that the floating sensation that appears on her face from time to time shows that she is an illusory body like the former.

seems to feel that Deng An's reaction is too cold, the young 'girl' in the dance, in a burst of light music, the movements gradually become bold, and the Luo shirt covered by the body is transformed into a very thin gauze robe, and the beauty of ** looms in its dance steps.

Knowing that it was an illusion, Deng An still felt a sense of 'confusion' and 'chaos', as if in this illusion, there was a familiar face, getting closer and closer to him, making him unable to let go.

At this time, the dancing young 'girl' attached to his soul, like a water snake, rubbing on his soul, although it was only an illusory shadow, it made his gaze more and more 'confused'.

Suddenly, an inexplicable aura emanated from Deng An's soul, and the familiar young 'girl' face in front of Deng An's eyes cracked like a mirror. In his eyes, there was a trace of clarity, looking at the plausible face of the dancing young 'girl', he smiled coldly, his eyes were full of killing intent, and a blue and white 'colored' ghost fire suddenly emanated from his soul.

In a panicked scream, all the 'women' music disappeared, and the dancing young 'girl', with a resentful gaze, gradually turned into a cloud of pink smoke.

The pink gas filament that was stained outside Deng An's body was suddenly burned by the ghostly fire.

Looking at the still thick pink smoke in front of him, Deng An couldn't help but be afraid for a while, just now, he didn't even notice the dissipation of the light mask condensed by the dark light technique. He had heard Jushizi say that this pink skull bottle was a broken magic weapon. But despite the damage, if it weren't for the fact that he had a ghost fire and was able to restrain those pink smoke and replace it with other meditation practices, I am afraid that he would have been poisoned a long time ago. One can imagine how powerful a good pink skull bottle would be.

Deng An looked ahead, with a hint of decisiveness in his eyes, even if he retreated to his place at the moment, he could only hold on for a few more days at most, it was better to go on, there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Your Excellency is back!"

"My lord, that senior is waiting for you inside. ”

"Got it! Go and call out all the brothers who are cultivating in the 'cave', I have something important to discuss with that fellow Daoist. You are all clever and can't let other meditation practitioners disturb you. ”

"The subordinates understand. ”

"Yes. ”

"'Yin' snatch, you did a good job this time. The 'yin' stone deceived from Deng An's hands does not need to be handed over. In addition, you can practice in a small 'hole' or 'hole' for half a year. ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Soon after, Deng An heard Jushizi's conversation with other ghosts, and one of the voices turned out to belong to 'Yin', presumably these ghosts were Jushizi's subordinates. However, at this time, Deng An's situation was not good, so he didn't dare to be too distracted, and hurriedly suppressed the anger in his heart.

As he continued to move forward, the pink smoke in front of Deng An became thicker.

Although he had a ghostly fire protector that prevented the pink smoke from reaching his soul, he began to feel an invisible resistance, and the more he moved forward, the greater this invisible resistance became, but fortunately, it could only slow down his progress, but it could not stop him.

Through the pink smoke, he faintly saw an object.

"Haha, I've kept you waiting. "Jushizi seems to have seen the senior mentioned by 'Yin' and others. However, Deng An couldn't hear the other party's answer, and only felt a trace of mental 'waves'.

"Daoist friends are really cautious! Although this pink skull bottle of Ju Mou is a broken product, it only retains a small part of its power, but the poisonous mist inside it is still not something that a condensation early stage meditation cultivator can resist. After a while, Jushizi smiled softly.

Deng An immediately understood that another meditation cultivator had used the Secret Technique of Sound Transmission, and his cultivation should not be much different from his, otherwise, he would not feel the 'waves' of telekinesis around him. However, if Deng An wanted to eavesdrop on the content of the other party's transmission, it was basically impossible.

"It's just a condensation meditation practice, what is there to worry about, this array can block the mental power, and the Taoist friends can rest assured. After another period of silence, Jushizi said lightly.

After that, Deng An could no longer hear any sound. It seems that the pink skull bottle was put into a certain formation by the giant shizi, and this formation has the effect of blocking mental power. As for the other purpose of the meditation meditation's meeting with Jushizi, it is likely to be related to him.

Sensing the urgency of time, Deng An no longer paid attention to the conversation outside, but accelerated the pace of progress. The object in the distance gradually zoomed in, and it seemed to be a wall......--63541+dsuaahh+25507622--&

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