Two of the ghost ministers in the thirty-nine caves died but it didn't cause any uproar, I don't know if the information transmission in the domain was not fast enough or Ziyang's hands and feet were clean, in short, from the beginning of his retreat to the time he left the customs, there was no crisis during the period, but Ziyang didn't dare to be arrogant, so he took her and the little monk to the dying road and to the ghost city in less than an hour after leaving the customs again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The three of them were silent all the way, and the scenery around them was like flying, and sometimes they didn't have time to see whether it was a mountain or a ridge, a tree or a flower, and they felt that they almost became numb except for their vision.

The so-called Death Road is nothing more than a wide and flat road, one end is connected to the Ghost Face Cliff, and the other end is connected to the entrance of the royal city.

"Master, this dying path is so important" Zhu Yifei thought about what Ji Wuming said before, looked at the boundary he had just stepped into with some puzzlement, and asked.

"There is a mysterious path on the dying path, which can lead to any of the six paths"

"Then why don't we get out of here?" After stepping into the realm of the dying road, the clouds could not gather, and the three of them fell to the ground and walked on foot.

"The mystery path has not been decreed by the ghost king, you can only enter but not exit, and this is how the witch saint brought you in" Ziyang Dao.

"Then let's enter the royal city to take over the power of the ghost king, and then come back here to open the mystery and leave?"

"Naturally not, at that time, I will take you out through another method" Ziyang smiled slightly and said.

"Demon girl, what do you see in front of you?" The little monk suddenly stopped galloping and stretched out his hand to point ahead.

Zhu Yifei followed the guidance and looked forward, and saw that several slender shadows suddenly appeared not far ahead, from dots to lines and elongated, about a dozen, floating in the sky above the dying road, and I really couldn't find it if I didn't look carefully.

Ziyang also stopped, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his expression was cold, until the black shadows flew closer to the rear again, and then he shouted in a low voice: "Not good"

As soon as she heard Ziyang say that it was not good, Zhu Yifei immediately tensed up, raised her hand and took off the blue hairpin on her sideburns and clenched it in her palm, at this time, there was a sudden thunder behind her, and then, the two wind blades approached in an instant, Zhu Yifei quickly dodged, narrowly avoided, and looked back, I don't know when, a person appeared quietly less than ten meters behind her.

It is not so much a person as a human-like ghost, with a thin jaw like a shuttle, no hat on his head, long hair scattered down, black, smooth and straight, like a freshly drawn ion perm, half of his face is as white as paper, half of his face is as black as ink, and he is very symmetrically combined at the base of the nose bridge, there are no lips, no eyebrows, and there is an illusory black mist below the neck, and the ghost is abnormal.

Zhu Yifei glanced sideways, and saw that the sky above the dying road was full of these ghostly things, and there were more than a dozen of them, and all their retreats had been sealed, and they didn't have to think about it to know what they were going to do.

"Lu Qinggu, it's been a long time since I've seen you, don't come unharmed," Ziyang suddenly sneered.

Lu Qinggu? Rub, this is not a simple robbery, but to be solved on the spot. Zhu Yifei clenched the Bichai in her hand, feeling that the flesh in her palm was squeezed painfully.

"Ji Wusheng, you finally spoke sharply, shouldn't you be scared out of the ghost's guts" The black shadow floating in front of him suddenly dispersed, revealing a ghost in green clothes, who was the person who was in trouble with Ji Wusheng at the banquet that day.

I saw that he had his hair tied on the top, his azure face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his firm nose was unusually sharp, his thin lips were like paper, with a flush of crimson, and his two looming fangs flashed with silver-white brilliance, and he was dressed in a cyan robe, which was much heavier than Ziyang's robe, and his feet were soft as if he was unable to walk, and he swayed slightly even if he stood there.

"Don't talk nonsense, you dare to rob me on the road of death, it's really bold" Ziyang said coldly.

"You're right, I'm naturally bold, not only to rob you, but also to kill you" Lu Qinggu said and narrowed his eyes, and the gloom in his eyes kept flickering.

"Kill us, it's you?" Zhu Yifei stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Qinggu, and drank it with high morale.

"Yo, where did the Peugeot little lady come from, it's a pity that I followed a ...... Waste" Lu Qinggu said that he retreated a few feet, waved his long sleeves, and those ghosts hugged up, fast as a storm, like flowing clouds, Zhu Yifei shook his wrist, first pulled the little monk behind him, and held the blue water double dragon sword to face the danger.

Ziyang's side was surrounded by countless wind blades, only to see his long eyebrows coldly opposed, a few smirks, and suddenly the black gas burst out from his body, covering the sky and the sun, and quickly condensed into countless huge fox heads, blocking the wind blades while biting those ghosts to death, only to hear the screams on the dying road one after another, as if the unjust souls of purgatory were being punished.

"This, it's not a ghost" When Lu Qinggu saw the red-eyed black fox head, his expression changed, and he looked at Ziyang in the black mist, all of his body was covered by the fox shadow, leaving only a miserable white face like a cold moonlight, extremely terrifying and harmful, and a subtle smirk loomed at the corner of his lips, as if the man-eating demon was waiting for hunting.

"It's not too late for you to know" Ziyang said and shook instantly, and in an instant, he was in front of Lu Qinggu, and the ghost hand turned into thousands of fox claws and grabbed all parts of his body, and the silver-white claw tips were more than three inches long.

After all, Lu Qinggu is a 10,000-year-old ghost, and his reaction is not slow, I saw that his cyan long sleeves flicked, and the fox shadow on the side of his right arm was instantly scattered, and the whole body quickly shrunk into the size of a baby and flew out from the gap, landing in a safe place and returning to its original appearance, and the two ghost hands also stretched out layer by layer, and countless hands were separated from the skinny bones, and then branches were separated from the branches, like tree forks, and instantly became extremely ugly multi-handed monsters.

Zhu Yifei swung his sword to slash the ghosts, but those ghosts were like invisible clouds, and they gathered again after a while, and threw out several wind blades to attack her, and the blue water sword changed horizontally and vertically very quickly, and also blocked the wind blade back, and the two sides became a tug-of-war for a while.

The little monk sat in the middle of Zhu Yifei and Ziyang, without a ghost attacking him, he simply sat on the ground, supported his chin with both hands, looked at this for a while, looked at that for a while, and became a standard melon-eater, so he almost set up a table again, get some peanuts, melon seeds, wine and the like.

Ziyang fox claws turned into shadows, the ink tail swept, blocking Lu Qinggu up and down, Lu Qinggu was not to be outdone, thousands of ghost hands swept left and right, between the two sides of the battle, the fox head was wrapped around Tsing Yi, the bone hand was against the thunderbolt, the muffled thunder roared, and the dying road shook endlessly.

Zhu Yifei was sweating, his own Xuanqing Halal Qi was suppressed by the green hat on his head, and he couldn't use his strength, and the Bishui Shuanglong Sword was also barely supported, from the initial strong attack to a slow standoff, and now it is almost an embarrassing dodge.

Ziyang said that he couldn't take off his hat on the dying road, otherwise the ghosts in the ten directions of the world in this realm would be attracted by the release of Xuanqing immortal qi, here are all desperate people, the sorrow of hundreds of lifetimes in life has not been treated fairly by the Three Realms and Six Realms, and the resentment is quite deep, if they are allowed to see the cultivators, they will become broken corpses in minutes, and their souls will not be saved.

Ziyang and Lu Qinggu were inseparable, and those ghosts who were not devoured by the fox saw that Zhu Yifei was weak, and they all gathered in twos and threes, and originally several ghosts were barely supported, but now the number has doubled, and her pressure can be imagined.

"Demon girl, I'll help you" The little monk saw that Zhu Yifei was bloodstained by several wind blades one after another, and stood up nervously, patted the dust stuck to his buttocks, and rushed forward in three or two strokes, his little hand stretched out and grabbed the two ghostly long hairs, and shouted in a childish voice: "Give me down"

Before the two ghosts could react to what was going on, they were pulled to the ground from mid-air by a huge force and fell to the ground.

Zhu Yifei was stunned while fighting, how could this little monk be so fierce, and he didn't send any energy balls or anything like that, so he dragged one by one with his two small hands, and after a while, he threw the dozen or so ghosts to the ground, and when he was about to go, he stepped on them one by one, and pouted: "Why is it so light"

Wiping a handful of fuchsia sweat, Zhu Yifei felt that she should grow upside down, how could she not even be a five or six-year-old child.

"Demon girl, are you okay?" the little monk stepped on the ghost before he stepped forward and asked with concern.

Looking down at the wailing on the dying road, a row of piano black keys slid down his forehead, still sharp enough to poke people to death.

"That's how you subdued them?" Sweat kept overflowing, Zhu Yifei wiped and wiped, how did she feel like she was in a simmering furnace, tired and weak, she just wanted to take off her clothes and sleep well.

"Huh?" The little monk also looked at it and nodded cutely.

"Then why didn't you help earlier," Zhu Yifei said with a hint of accent.

"I think you're okay, I didn't expect it to be so useless"

Zhu Yifei: ....... I felt that if I continued to talk to this bear child, I would be angry to death sooner or later.

"Demon girl, here you go again" The little monk suddenly grabbed her wrist nervously, and the force almost crushed the wrist bone into pieces.

"What's coming again? Yes? I rub it" Zhu Yifei followed the guidance of the little monk and looked at it, and saw a cyan shadow on the other end of the dying road, like the tide of the sea, densely connected, approaching at an incredible speed, shrinking into inches, and in an instant, it was a hundred meters away.

"Ghost. Soldier? Zhu Yifei looked at the lightly armored soldiers holding spears in surprise, neatly arranged in two long lines, they were rust-colored, and the pointed hats on their heads looked like the leg bones of some kind of monster were polished, with a cold pale cyan luster, and the number was almost indescribable.

It was the appearance of these ghost soldiers, the inseparable two people who were fighting not far away separated from the fight, Ziyang gathered the fox and retreated in front of her, and Nalu Qinggu stood at the head of the thousand armies with a smug look and said with a smile: "Ji Wufang, today is your fateful period"