The eighteen royal clans of the Netherworld Ghost Realm, each royal family has an altar, and one of the functions of this altar is to travel through time and space, even including the Purple Mansion space opened up by cultivators. In fact, even within the Bomu Ghost Clan, very few people know that the current patriarch is no longer in charge, and all the affairs of the clan are entrusted to An Botong, the Prince An, to manage.

Including the most important inheritance of the royal family, the altar of ghosts and gods.

When Ghost Zhen Tan stood by the altar, the altar, which was originally as quiet as a virgin, seemed to sense his breath, revealing a pet-like flattering look, and the gray ghost mist and haze were warmly wrapped around Ghost Zhen Tan's arm, as if he was really conscious.

An Bo Tong on the side has been in charge of the altar for some years, he has never seen such a magical spiritual scene on the altar, he was stunned to look at this highness who suddenly appeared in front of him, the great surname of the ghost town, belongs to the great crown of the Ten Thousand Skulls, the crown that had been wholeheartedly supported by the ten major royal families in its heyday, even if it disappeared for so many years, the prestige is still circulating in the inheritance of the ten major royal families, one day, there will be a ghost town heir with a token, leading the ten royal families to regain the glory of the ghost clan, An Bo Tong is more and more convinced, His Highness Tan is able to do everything prophesied.

But seeing the ghost Zhen Tan's fingers like mutton fat and white jade, he picked up a blood-red leaf from the void, each leaf vein was full of gray nodes, with some kind of ancient Taoist rhyme, his lips and teeth moved, silently recited a series of charms, and then suddenly threw the leaf into the altar.

A gray vortex appeared on the altar along with the spell, and the cold and bloody aura made An Bo Hitomi, who was also a ghost clan, also start to be restless and excited, but he was smart enough not to ask anything, sometimes, the more he knew, the more dangerous it became.

"What a pity!" Ghost Town Tan sighed, his eyes revealing some kind of strange covetousness, "Each altar can only transmit one long-cherished wish blood leaf!" ”

Long-cherished blood leaves, An Bo Hitomi silently wrote down this magical name, although he had no way of knowing the heavenly secret implied in it.

The purple mansion space, which was originally carved like a fairyland, was filled with a layer of gray haze at the moment, the smell was pungent and suffocating, countless strange flowers and plants withered one after another, and the clear and visible gurgling streams also dried up and smelled, and Sai Chang looked at his space dumbfounded, he was about to instinctively cast a purification spell, but was stopped by Ying Xunting on the side.

"Didn't you sense the breath of the whirlpool of dead air? Ordinary purification is nothing to do! Ying Xunting groaned slightly, "Hasn't she been practicing here, what's going on?!" ”

"She's been practicing hard before, but all of a sudden her spiritual power is out of control, I've never seen such a stupid guy, but whenever she makes a move, she does it with all her might, and then she makes herself exhausted and faints!" Sai Chang is still anxiously looking for Jun Shangya's figure, damn it, this layer of gray haze can actually erode his spiritual power, is this still his own purple mansion space?

"Spiritual power out of control?!" Ying Xun Ting thought about the fact that he had used the power of the origin of the god of the underworld to help Jun Shangya block the restless red lotus fire in his body in Biyin Spring before, but why did he come to such a situation now? This gray haze is clearly the purest dead qi, how could it appear out of thin air in the Purple Mansion of the White Tiger Star Monarch, the god general of the Supreme Yang Gang Lord?

"No more nonsense! Help me find Xiaoya first! Ahem! "Sure enough, the space of the Purple Mansion was invaded and on the verge of collapse, which made the sacrifice Chang a lot weaker.

The next moment, Ying Xun Tingjing dragged him by himself, as if he had already had a goal, and when they stopped, Sai Chang was already stunned by the scene in front of him, when, such an evil white bone tower appeared in his purple mansion, when, his own stupid, weak and easy to deceive apprentice, wearing a blood-red robe that came out of nowhere, naked feet like white jade carving, standing on the top of the white bone tower, a blood-red leaf in the center of his eyebrows, looking so delicate, showing gray-white eyes staring at them unconsciously, as if ...... Like a beast that locks on its prey.

"Xiaoya! Damn it! What the hell are you doing! Sai Chang yelled irritably.

"It's useless! It was the long-cherished wish blood leaf that affected her! Ying Xunting's expression was solemn, stopping the impulsive sacrifice.

"How is that possible!? What a damn blood leaf can control my precious apprentice through my Purple Mansion space! "Sai Chang didn't believe it at all, the split scythe suspended above his head exuded a thick evil aura, he was the White Tiger Star Monarch, the Lord of Killing, he had always been the only one who looked down on the world, this time he was calculated by the Purple Mansion and the apprentice......

"Humph! Wrongs in her previous life, reincarnation long-cherished wishes, someone used her previous life's love, hatred, hatred, grievances, and hatred to condense into a long-cherished wish blood leaf, in a vain attempt to control her in this life! Ying Xunting interrupted the sacrifice Chang who was on the verge of going berserk, "The long-cherished wish blood leaf is inextricably linked with her body, even if it is separated from the space of the Purple Mansion, she can come to her accurately. Two hours later, no, an hour, she will be lost and sunk, turning into a captive of the long-cherished Wish Blood Leaf, and only obeying the control of the Long-Wished Blood Leaf! ”

"You're to the point!" Sai Chang's eyes had already begun to glow blood, and he had only been away from the Purple Mansion for a while before he encountered such a situation, and he felt more and more that there was a conspiracy that he had no way of knowing.

"Xiaoluo Heavenly Realm, the rosemary incense pill of the Xuanni Fairy of the Hundred Flowers Palace! It can temporarily suppress the deterrence of the long-cherished blood leaf! Ying Xunting said in a low voice.

Sai Chang looked at him deeply, "I'll be back in an hour, you better not lie to me!" ”

"I will take her to the yellow spring water to cool down, and maintain the status quo for the time being, you only have one hour!" Ying Xunting looked up at the red-clothed girl on the white bone tower, his hands played a series of spells like flowers, and a ripple like a spatial crack flashed, and he and Jun Shangya disappeared.

Sai Chang threw away his Purple Mansion, which was on the verge of abandonment, and without hesitation, he took a pill that exuded a strange fragrance, struggling to control the stirring of spiritual power, and then wielded the Rifting Scythe to cut through the spatial crack and teleported away.

The Xuanji Mountains are still the cold lake, when a girl wearing a blood-red gauze skirt falls into the period, the whole lake is constantly surging with foam as if boiling, and it may engulf the girl at any time, but the girl has no consciousness, and the eyes that open are all gray, except for the blood-red leaves in front of her forehead, flashing with flickering light.

Ying Xun Ting stood in the air, looking down at her like a god from above, he didn't tell Sai Chang that he could condense the long-cherished wish blood leaves, only those who had borne major sin in their previous lives, and the reincarnation was the most mysterious place in the underworld, even if he was the king of Hades, he had no right to put his beak.

Now only this yellow spring water that has been introduced into the Xuanji Mountains can temporarily control the spread of the long-cherished blood leaf!