Oni Clan.

Looking at the pitch-black body that was killed, it was different from what he imagined, the ghost race actually had the same entity, a race between the illusory and the real.

Buzz!

At this moment, the ghost clan who died, a faint black qi seeped out of the body, constantly dissolving into the surrounding void, and soon decayed into a dry bone, and all the essence contained in the bones was lost.

On the next road, Qingyang Huan gradually got used to it, and every few steps, there would be dry bones lying on the ground, some belonging to the human race, and some belonging to fierce beasts, but these skeletons were obviously not left recently.

All the dry bones have rotted, and even the bones have been eroded by the yin wind and filled with holes, and with the slightest fluctuation, these bones will crumble into powder.

On the bleak earth, he also found some scattered weapons, most of which had been weathered, and some were half buried in the earth, and the ground under his feet began to be covered with white bones, and the deeper he went towards the mountains, the thicker the white bones became, and even the original ground was covered.

A faint crimson began to float in the dim forest, and he saw an ancient tree shriveled and rotten, but it showed a bewitching red, and the python hung from the trunk of the tree, staring in the direction of the outside of the mountains, and there was no anger in the slightest.

......

In the depths of the mountain range, a hazy phantom wanders, driving the yin wind looming, this is a valley, the two towering peaks are like a huge black python stretching the earth, faintly the python mountain is covered with various lines, making it difficult to see.

The howling yin wind stopped here, turning into a ghost warrior with black horns on his head.

"Great Ghost Division, the ghost soldiers have already attracted the Terran warriors scattered everywhere towards here, and when the time comes, they will enter the ghost city, enter the ghost tower, and turn into the energy to repair the ghost tower. ”

The ghost clan warrior spoke up, with a hint of a fluttering feeling, "But this time the Terran warrior who came in seemed to be a little aware that a large part of the young people had been driven away from here. ”

"Those young people of the Terran race should not be aware of it, but the competition between them is too fierce, and the Terrans will only encourage themselves to fight in this way, and they also boast of their Gu cultivation skills, which is not guilty of chasing ghosts from the Terran Department, keeping our clan in this cage and not free. ”

Ethereal voices came from all directions, rolling up a dark tide.

"Lead them all to the ghost town, since they treat us as stones, they will grind all the blood and bones of their younger generation and stay here forever!"

"Obey the orders of the Great Ghost Division!"

The ghost warrior received the order, and his body turned into a hazy mist again, and appeared more than ten zhang away in his breath, and at this moment, where he was originally standing, the dark body dissolved into a cloud of mist.

......

Rumble!

The golden light exploded in the dimness, and a black stone with a height of three zhang shattered, and the golden light in the black was as bright as a flower, and under the broken stone lay a grouper.

The grouper seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and it was very slow to react to Qingyang Huan's shot, and it was taken in his hand without the slightest accident.

Putting the grouper into the bone talisman, he looked up, and as far as his eyes could see, there were more than a dozen towering black stones, stretching towards the depths of the mountain range until they were swallowed by the boundless black qi.

The scattered black stones were like a guide, leading him in one direction.

Airplanes!

A faint blue flickered, rippling like water waves, and the little dragon in the crystal clear blue dragon ball swam away, constantly hitting the bead wall.

"The little dragon in the bead is swimming faster and faster, and it seems that the dragon's blood bone is near here. ”

With a long sigh of relief, he put the bead into the bone pattern space, and he had discovered the strangeness of this dragon's blood xenomorph bead a day earlier.

This shows that there are dragon-blood xenos within a radius of ten miles, but this place is too weird, one day is time, even if he is not in a hurry, he has already walked through a hundred miles of mountains and forests, but still no dragon-blood xenos have been found.

"Let's go!"

The sable wandered around him, and after signaling to him, Qingyang Huan walked towards the depths of the mountain range, and he didn't look at the remaining towering black stones, he smashed one before, but he just wanted to verify his guess.

"Looks like you really want to lure me there. ”

In the past few days, he has not encountered the ghost clan again, which makes him feel abnormal, a tribe that has been trapped here by the human race for a long time, and it would be a joke if there is no grudge against the human race, not to mention the hostility between the two races of the human race and the ghost race.

Every time the Terrans come into the secret realm, it is a feast for the ghost clans here, and now they are hiding.

"Let's see what's at the end. ”

Thoughts flowed, Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the black stones along the way, bypassed one hill after another, and went deeper, the more inside, the more the chill in the yin wind penetrated the bones, seeping into the depths of the blood marrow.

Whew!

The yin wind swept through the decaying forest, and a kind of depression rose up at some point, and blood began to rain down in the dim sky, and the thick bloody breath soaked the withered trees and rotten white bones.

The blood vaporized the falling blood droplets, Qing Yanghuan couldn't help frowning, it was getting more and more weird here, there was blood wrapped in gloom, which made people's hearts palpitate, and the sable retracted into his arms, only revealing a small head and staring outside.

Roar!

The blue light was blazing, and the little dragon swimming in the beads let out a hissing low roar, and even had an urge to break the beads and rush forward. 、

"Found it!"

There was a splash of light in his eyes, and the dragon's blood xenomorph was nearby, was it the dragon's blood bone?

Suppressing his impulsive thoughts and adjusting his state, Qingyang Huan moved forward again, and when he turned an ancient mountain, he couldn't help but gasp.

A city!

Ruined ancient cities appeared at the end of the mountains, all black, and in some places the walls collapsed, and the whole city was enveloped in gloomy air.

"Ghost Source City. ”

"The reproduction of the ghost race and the human race is different, but through a kind of origin reincarnation, in the ghost race, each ghost department will cast a ghost source Pu, this ghost race imprisoned in the small world seems to be not weak, and it actually casts a city on the basis of the ghost source Pu. ”

Looking at the dark city in the distance in a daze, Qingyang Huan quietly listened to the stone spear's narration, while the sable in his arms shrank into his arms again.

It's hard to imagine that the ghost clan imprisoned in a small world actually built a ghost city, surrounded by an ancient forest of death outside the ghost city, guarding the city.

The ancient city is 100 zhang high, the dilapidated city gate is more than 30 zhang high, and the yin wind is howling, sweeping the heaven and earth.

In the howling wind, many phantoms floated outside the city, dancing in the wind, or being blown away by the wind, and then re-emerging in another direction the next moment.