The Ghost King's Tomb is no different from other immortal cultivation cities, but the least of the ghosts who shuttle through the Ghost King's Tomb are the evil ghosts of the Jindan period, but ...... Jin Dan Yuanying shuttled back and forth all over the ground, Wen Jingxuan said that she was not very comfortable, she had never seen such a luxurious lineup. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yo, what do you want to eat?" A ghost dressed as a shopkeeper shook a towel and nodded and came to the four of them, and Wen Jingxuan's eyes hurt when she looked flattering.

This is a ghost cultivator in the Jindan period, in the second-rate sect, the monks in the Jindan period can serve as elders, but in the tomb of the ghost king, they are so depressed that they can only be the second in the shop.

"Tell me about all the delicious foods." Among the four people, only Sikong Lingtian was a righteous ghost, so no one was interested in eating here except him.

The shopkeeper glanced at Wen Jingxuan, "Look at what you said, with this person here, where can we still get into your eyes with the food here!" ”

Wen Jingxuan frowned and looked at the shopkeeper, why did this sound so strange.

"What do you mean by that?" Sikong Lingtian's face sank, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

The shopkeeper looked at Wen Jingxuan, with greed in his eyes, and he swallowed hard, "Although we will occasionally come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts to cultivate, but I have never seen someone as full of vitality as this, and a few people who are lucky enough to catch such a high-quality circle." ”

The human circle, as the name suggests, is the food of people who have been raised by ghosts, and everyone in the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts feeds on ghosts, and it is a rare thing to eat human flesh. When Wen Jingxuan heard this, she was just about to blow up her hair, but she was held down by the God-killing Emperor.

"Do people often come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts?" Sikong Ling Heavenly will kill the meaning of the God Emperor, and hurriedly asked.

The shopkeeper smiled, "Don't you know how many of the monks outside here, where there are people, there are fights, and occasionally a few people who are not long-sighted are thrown in, which is too normal." ”

Wen Jingxuan didn't listen to what the shopkeeper said, and when the God Killer Emperor held her down, she felt that strong call again. Wen Jingxuan's expression gradually became hollow, and she slowly stood up from her seat, and walked out under the surprised gaze of the God Killer Emperor and others.

Several people glanced at each other and hurriedly followed. Wen Jingxuan's speed was not fast and dissatisfied, and she was walking towards the center of the Ghost King's Tomb. In the center of the Ghost King's Tomb is a large, very empty square paved with blue bricks, and as soon as the bird stepped on the green bricks, a cold and cold breath instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to his heart.

He couldn't help but shudder, and grabbed Wen Jingxuan, Wen Jingxuan was caught by him like this, and he woke up in an instant, and when he woke up and saw where he was, the overwhelming fear spread.

When the God Killer Emperor saw Wen Jingxuan, who was pale, he didn't bother to check what was going on, so he hurriedly pulled her and walked out. It wasn't until they got out of the green bricks that the biting coldness gradually dissipated.

"I ......" Wen Jingxuan opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, just now she felt the breath of summoning, she didn't know anything, until she was caught by the bird, but she couldn't feel anything except the suppressed fear that she almost exploded.

"Don't worry, let's go back first." The God-Killing Emperor patted Wen Jingxuan's shoulder and signaled to leave.

"No!" Wen Jingxuan grabbed him, "Let's leave immediately!" Right away! The strong uneasiness made Wen Jingxuan panic, and she felt that that thing was not something they could provoke.

The God-Killing Emperor watched Wen Jingxuan holding his hand and was silent for a long time, but Wen Jingxuan held on to him and refused to give up at all. The God-Killing Emperor finally sighed helplessly, "Okay, let's leave!" ”

As soon as she got the words of the god-killing emperor, Wen Jingxuan hurriedly walked towards the city gate, and the blue bird wanted to stop talking, but had to leave with her.

Sikong Lingtian immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the decision of several people, although this place was good, it was not suitable for him, he needed to devour the soul, but the soul here was too powerful, and it was not something he could devour at all.

The speed of the few people was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the gate of the city, but just as they were about to walk out, a black light shield appeared out of thin air, trapping them in the tomb of the ghost king.

Wen Jingxuan was startled, and slapped the mask with one palm, but where could her little strength shake the mask, she slapped the mask in a panic, her eyes were full of horror.

"Jing Xuan, calm down!" The god-killing emperor hugged Wen Jingxuan and motioned to the bird to take a look, the bird walked over and punched it, but the light mask did not move at all, he frowned, and with all his aura, a golden bird flew out and slammed into the light mask, the energy of the blue bird and the light mask collided, and suddenly the golden light and the black light brightened at the same time.

Bang! For a while, the Ghost King's cemetery shook, and Wen Jingxuan could only hold the God Killer Emperor to stabilize his body. All the evil ghosts walked out of the house, and looked at the light covering the sky and the sun on their heads in horror, and the tomb of the ghost king, which had never had the slightest ghostly aura, suddenly became gloomy.

The golden light and black light dissipated, the shaking stopped, Wen Jingxuan hurriedly looked at the place where the bird attacked, the black light mask was still there, the Mahayana monk's full force could only make it shake, Wen Jingxuan collapsed on the ground in a dejected manner, and her unfocused eyes looked directly at the light mask.

Xiongba saw the great changes in the tomb of the ghost king, his heart was shocked, he hurriedly ran out of his house, galloped in the direction of the city gate, and met two other ghost kings on the way, several people didn't even have time to say hello, their faces were extremely solemn.

"It's you!" Xiongba looked at the Soul Devouring Emperor and the others in shock, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Who are they?" The ghost king Jiang Hong had a coffin face and looked at everyone coldly.

"It's ......," said the Hero, who he hadn't even remembered to ask who they were.

"Grab it!" Jiang Hong ordered, and several ghost marquis rushed up behind him. Wen Jingxuan has the blue bird, a demon beast of the Mahayana period, and a few ghost marquis in the Yuan Infant stage are nothing, but chickens and dogs are inevitable.

Wen Jingxuan was dumbfounded for a while, and her eyes gradually became deeper. The tiger is not powerful, when she is a sick cat! After the fear, her heart burned with intense anger! All bastards who prey on her will not die well! Wen Jingxuan slowly stood up, looking coldly at the direction of the center of the Ghost King's Tomb.

After a long time, she retracted her gaze and looked at the evil ghost who was fighting with the blue bird, her eyes flashing with boredom, "It's endless, Sikong Lingtian!" Wen Jingxuan's words were not loud, but they were extremely clear in the ears of many high-ranking cultivators.

Sikong Lingtian had been waiting for a long time, as soon as Wen Jingxuan's words fell, he sacrificed the soul bell, and the bird grabbed the nearest ghost marquis beside him, sealed his mana, and threw him towards Sikong Lingtian when the soul bell was bright.

The light of the dementor bell flashed, and the ghost marquis in mid-air disappeared in an instant. This move made the other ghost marquis slowly stop attacking, and looked at them vigilantly, ghost cultivation is already difficult, it is not easy to cultivate to this point, naturally everyone is desperate for their lives.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Hongyin's eyes fell on everyone, as if he was about to stare at a hole.

"You don't know who we are, you just need to remember that we are not enemies." Wen Jingxuan said coldly, then stretched out her hand and pointed to the center, "What is that place?" ”

Jiang Hong's eyes became colder and colder when he heard Wen Jingxuan's words, he didn't answer her question, until Xiongba walked over, "That's the altar." ”

"The altar? Whose sacrifice is it? Wen Jingxuan frowned and asked.

"I don't know, no one has ever brought it up." Xiongba shook his head.

Wen Jingxuan pondered for a moment: "What do you want to say to each other?" ”

Xiongba looked at the other two ghost kings, and it didn't seem like he said it in front of them.

Wen Jingxuan exhaled, "We are now in the same boat, and everyone is the hope of survival!" ”

Xiongba thought about it again and again, and finally had to compromise, "Then let's go back and talk." ”

Several people returned to Xiongba's ghost castle together, and as soon as they sat down, Xiongba took the initiative to explain the situation, "I have been restless in recent days, as if there is some uncontrollable danger coming, just this morning, I heard a news, recently there are many ghost lords in the tomb of the ghost king who have disappeared inexplicably." ”

"We all rely on devouring our own kind of cultivation, isn't it normal for a ghost to go missing!" Jiang Hong was very dissatisfied with Xiongba's words, and it was a matter of when there were few ghost lords.

Xiongba frowned, "I don't know how the two of you manage it, in my southern city, even if they are eaten, there is a record, but they are silent, and there is no trace left." ”

Jiang Hong looked at Sikong Lingtian, "Aren't you outsiders here, it's not your own people who do it, naturally they did it!" ”

Sikong Lingtian didn't care much about Jiang Hong's words, he smiled at him, "In the next place, I only harvested one prey today." ”

"Look for death!" Jiang Hong was furious, he dared to take his subordinates as prey! As he spoke, a thick corpse qi turned into a demon and pounced towards Sikong Lingtian. Sikong Lingtian didn't move at all, and when he saw the bird making a move, he took out the soul bell, and with a shake of his wrist, he put away this powerful ghost transformed by corpse qi.

"Thanks to the Ghost King's generosity, although I can't refine the corpse qi for the time being, I can save it first." Sikong Lingtian arched his hand and smiled slightly. With Sikong Lingtian's words, the coercion of the Blue Bird Mahayana period rushed towards Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong propped himself up on the chair, this time he didn't let himself sit on the ground embarrassed, and the coercion of the blue bird swept over, and he didn't embarrass Jiang Hong.

Wen Jingxuan smiled, "Okay, now we can have a good chat." Seeing Wen Jingxuan's smile, the God Killer Emperor made a movement in her hand, she must not know how unbeaten her expression was now, especially for the embarrassed Jiang Hong.

Sure enough, Jiang Hong looked up and saw Wen Jingxuan's appearance, his face was even uglier than a dead man, well, although he was a dead man himself, he hadn't been so ugly for many years. In Jiang Hong's opinion, Wen Jingxuan's face clearly wrote eight words, the dog fights the human power and the villain is ambitious! It's been a long time since he's been so angry.

"I don't know this fairy's surname?" Feng Yin, another ghost king who had not spoken, finally spoke, unlike Xiongba and Jiang Hong, he didn't think that this woman was a human circle, and it could be seen from her expression that this was not a woman who was willing to condescend to others.

"Wen Jingxuan." She replied lightly.

"Moaning downwind." Wind chant gestured.

Wen Jingxuan began to look at him seriously, unlike the other two ghost kings, this person looked like a living person, and even his breath was much cleaner.

"I wonder if Fairy Wen knows what that passport is about?" Feng Yin looked at Wen Jingxuan with a serious expression.

Wen Jingxuan's heart sank, if she said that it was because they wanted to leave that the shield appeared, would these people think that as long as they sacrificed her, they would be safe? Don't you say...... Won't they find out?

Wen Jingxuan shook her head slightly, "We just feel that something is about to wake up, as for why it trapped the Ghost King's Tomb, I don't know." ”

"Something's going to wake up......" Wind murmured.

"Maybe it's what the altar is going to sacrifice." Wen Jingxuan said softly.

Feng Yin's expression became even more solemn when he heard this, "This altar was there when the first ghost king came in, but no one knows what it is sacrificial. ”

"No one knows...... Wen Jingxuan's brows furrowed more and more, and finally she seemed to think of something, but she was not very sure, "Then when the first ghost king came, was this place called the tomb of the ghost king?" ”

The three ghost kings sat up straight and looked at each other, their faces were all bad, "At that time, this place will be called the tomb of the ghost king." ”

Wen Jingxuan raised her eyebrows, "In other words......" her tone gradually became heavy, "It is very likely that this is the graveyard of a certain ghost king?" "But what is the purpose of building a cemetery for himself when the ghost dies, selling cute?

Wen Jingxuan suddenly thought of the pyramid and the mummy, and her eyes widened suddenly, "If it's ......" Wen Jingxuan moistened her dry lips, "What if this tomb was built to resurrect that ghost king?" ”

Wen Jingxuan's words made the faces of the three ghost kings change greatly, "How many of them are from outside?" Have you ever heard of the name of Lord Nightre? Feng Yin hurriedly asked.

Wen Jingxuan looked at Sikong Lingtian, the three of them were all outsiders, only Sikong Lingtian knew a little more about the spirit world.

Sikong Lingtian thought carefully for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Several ghost kings don't know, the ghost cultivation in the ghost domain is strictly forbidden to devour the same kind, so the cultivation is even more difficult, and only now has there been a ghost king." ”

"Bang!" The tyrant slumped into his chair. For hundreds of millions of years, there have been no less than 300 ghost kings in the tomb of the ghost king, if they didn't leave the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts, where did they go? He didn't even dare to think about it.

"What is the purpose of us struggling for so long to cultivate to the Ghost King?" Feng Yin looked sluggish, was it just to deliver food to that thing?

"Is this desperate?" Wen Jingxuan frowned, the dignified ghost king was so cowardly.

Jiang Hong was the first to come to his senses: "If that thing feeds on the ghost king, then why don't you even let the ghost lord go now?" ”

There was a glimmer of hope in Feng Yin's eyes, "Could it be that something is wrong with it, so it can only suck the ghost lord with low mana?" ”

"Bang!" Xiongba slapped the table, "Since that's the case, then let's eat up the ghost lord first!" "Salary extraction is the most straightforward solution.

Wen Jingxuan's eyes lit up, "This method is good!" "If that thing is going to shut down and fight the dog, then the best way to deal with its goals is to do it. (To be continued.) )