At the junction of the ghost state of the Kyushu Continent and the Northern Underworld, Wang Yi opened his eyes leisurely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shaking his head and suppressing the discomfort in his body, Wang Yi looked at the surrounding situation, and after a while, his brows furrowed.

There is a mass grave around it, with many tombstones, filled with an eerie ghost aura, which makes Wang Yi a little uncomfortable, after all, he cultivates Mu Lei's dual genus true qi, and he is most disgusted by this eerie ghost aura.

Feeling his own situation, Wang Yi didn't know what to remember, and hurriedly glanced around him, until he saw Huang Quantu lying quietly on the ground, Wang Yi's expression relaxed.

Thinking of the explanation of the Huangquan Diagram Instrument Spirit when he was in a coma, Wang Yi reached out and took the Huangquan Diagram in his hand.

Looking at the Huangquan diagram, Wang Yi's dark eyes flashed a strange look, at this moment, the Huangquan diagram is restrained, looks yellow, and there are a few wormholes, it is simply a veritable broken painting, which makes me secretly sigh in my heart Maybe this is a veritable artifact of self-obscurity.

Standing up and casually putting the Huangquan picture into the storage bag, Wang Yi left the mass grave directly.

Walking in the barren wilderness, observing the surrounding scenes, Wang Yi muttered to himself:

"Is this the scenery of the North Underworld? Sure enough, it is very different from the East China Sea. ”

And just when Wang Yi was enjoying the scenery of the Northern Underworld, a gust of yin wind struck, fascinating Wang Yi's eyes.

"Childe, come here, come here. ”

In a luxurious room, several scantily clad women, fat and thin, each with their own merits, hooked their fingers at Wang Yi at the same time, and their looks were really enchanting and moving. However, Wang Yi did not move, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly watching their clumsy performance.

After a while, perhaps out of interest, Wang Yi's expression turned cold, and he shouted:

"Disperse for me. ”

With a word, the heavens and the earth changed, whether it was a luxurious hall or a woman with a smoky eye, they all disappeared in front of Wang Yi's eyes in an instant.

The sky is still the gray sky, the earth is still the barren land, only Wang Yi has a cloud of black gas in front of him. The black gas is the size of a cloud, the color is not pure, the black is mixed with a lot of gray, and the most conspicuous thing is that there are two fist-sized red dots in the black gas, revealing the evil intention of Sensen.

Whew, let out a terrible ghost scream, this cloud of black qi may be unwilling to be dispersed by Wang Yi, and even pounced on Wang Yi again.

And Wang Yi couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene.

"It's just a wandering soul, the spirit is not painful, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

As soon as the words fell, a bit of golden light bloomed from Wang Yi's black eyes, and in an instant, the menacing spirit dissipated into heaven and earth, leaving only a miserable howl. Although Wang Yi at this time was cut off because of his burning potential, his powerful divine sense alone was not something that ordinary people could deal with, let alone a mere wandering soul.

You must know that among the many ghosts, the geist is only the most downstream existence, which is only equivalent to the mortal realm among the monks, and there are evil ghosts, ghost kings, ghost kings, and ghost emperors on them, which are really very small.

No longer looking at the wandering soul that has been scattered, Wang Yi continued on the road, but the border area between the North Hellworld and the Ghost State is indeed vast and sparsely populated, Wang Yi has not seen the slightest crowd after walking for a long time, let alone the trace of the monk, but his flesh and blood aura has attracted a lot of ghosts that are not long-eyed.

The demon moon is half-bent, with a hint of weird crimson.

Feeling the sudden cold, Wang Yi stopped and turned around suddenly.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi didn't say a word, turned around and ran, and couldn't care about the injuries in his body anymore, because the black wave was not water at all, but countless ghosts.

It is true that for Wang Yi, ordinary ghost things are nothing at all, but as the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death, not to mention that Wang Yi does not believe that there will be no ghost-level ghosts in this infinite ghost thing.

Boom, the ghosts crossed the border, swept the sky and the earth, although Wang Yi's speed was not slow, but after all, his body was weak, and finally the distance between him and the ghost tide was getting closer and closer.

Glancing back, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and forcibly urged the streamer technique again, although Wang Yi knew that this was not a long-term solution, but now he was helpless, after all, with his current state, once he fell into the ghost tide, he was afraid that it would really be a life of death.

However, just when Wang Yi had just regained some distance from the ghost tide, he suddenly felt a strong aura fluctuation coming from behind him.

Surprised in his heart, Wang Yi couldn't help but glance back, and then he saw three monks rushing out of the ghost tide, these three monks were two middle-aged and a young woman. At this moment, the state of these three people is not good, and they all have injuries of various sizes on their bodies, but what makes Wang Yi feel strange is that these three people are just scattered monks, and the movement that has just broken through the ghost tide is not like they can make it. Of course, Wang Yi didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, the cultivation realm has never lacked powerful means, and not long ago, he directly suppressed an existence equivalent to a real monk.

Just when Wang Yi looked at these three people, those three people also discovered Wang Yi.

"The Taoist brother in front, please give a helping hand, and the Fan family will have a good reward afterwards. ”

The voice was muddy, a little anxious, a little panicked, from the slightly fatter of the two middle-aged men.

To be honest, although they are relying on a treasure talisman to temporarily break the ghost tide, they are in danger of capsizing at any time like a flat boat, of course, the reason why they asked Wang Yi for help is just to hold the idea of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and they don't really expect Wang Yi to stop and help them, after all, the first reaction of normal people in the current situation is how far to run, not to mention that although the breath on Wang Yi's body is a little obscure, it doesn't look like a real person or above.

It's just that there are a lot of strange things every year, and Wang Yi's reaction was beyond their expectations.

Looking at Wang Yi, who stopped in front of him, the monk who opened his mouth and shouted said to the woman:

"Miss, I'll pay attention later, this monk is acting too strangely, but don't worry, even if Hu Kui and I die, we will definitely send you out safely. ”

"Yes, miss, don't worry. ”

Speaking of this, the other monk named Hu Kui also responded.

Hearing this, the woman's eyes reddened slightly, and she said:

"The two uncles don't have to be like this, I have already sent a letter to the family asking for help, and I believe that it will not be long before someone will come to meet us. ”

Hearing the woman's words, the two middle-aged monks glanced at each other, and felt a little relieved, after all, the woman in front of them has a high status in the Fan family, and the family will not ignore it, now they just need to hold on for a while longer, and wait for the family's help, to be honest, although they have the heart to die, who may want to die if they don't die?