"Whew..."

The bitter wind swept out of the deep gorge and climbed to the opposite mound, which was overgrown with weeds, and the tombstones of different heights, mutilated or broken, stood diagonally on the blackened earth, and the wind swept in, and the weeds swayed and made a 'whining' sound like a ghost's howl, and at the same time blew the sand and gravel against the tombstones, responding with a palpitating sound and the sound of the ghost's howl.

In the midst of the wind and the howl of ghosts, a figure appeared on the mound, or rather on the mass grave. The man was hunched up, his face wrapped in a white cloth, revealing only a pair of ghostly scarlet eyes, wearing a jet-black robe, and his shriveled right hand held a rod made of white bone.

This ghost-like person, standing at the top of the mass grave, stared at the entrance of the deep gorge in front of him, with a touch of fanaticism in his eyes, pulled up a voice like a ghost's scream, and said with a sly smile: "Jiji, I finally saw the ghost gate closed again, this time I must take down the blood and bones and enter the funeral cave, I have waited too long for the second half of the white bone sword technique." ”

The ghost gate pass in this mouth is the entrance of the deep gorge, the deep gorge because the cliffs on both sides are too close, the entrance is only a few meters wide, there is a stone gatehouse with a whole body of blue and gray, the building card on the top of the gatehouse is engraved with a few twists and turns, look at it carefully, you can see that this word is engraved with a small seal, it is the three words of 'ghost gate'.

This ghost gate is located in the north of the ghost city of Fengdu, it is the entrance to the place where the Nine Ghost Sect is located, today is the fifteenth day of July, when the night is low, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference will begin, and the ghost-like people are here to participate in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference.

It's just that this person's voice just fell. Behind him, there was a rumbling sound of breaking the sky, followed by a strange voice.

"Living dead, don't you daydream, just with your pretending to be a ghost, you still want to get blood and bones into the funeral hole? It's a dream! “

When the ghost-like man heard this, he looked back at the sound, and saw a red shadow coming across the sky, and a few ups and downs came before him.

When the red shadow approached, the ghost-like person could see it clearly, but this person was a demonic woman who was dressed extremely revealingly.

The woman was wearing only an inch of silk on her body, covering her chest and genitals with red silk. The rest of the body is exposed in blood-red with a large tattoo. From the front chest to the back, from the upper body to the appearance, a huge blood-colored spider jumped on its body, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Nine-fingered blood spider. Why are you here too? You are not a member of the Blood Spider Sect. It's not possible..."

The ghostly man looked at the woman. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he couldn't help but quietly retreat a little in surprise.

The demon woman, known as the nine-fingered blood spider, heard what she said, and her bewitching and ghostly face showed a touch of charm. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and slowly touched his neck from his chin, and said coquettishly: "What are you afraid of, my mother won't eat you again." “

Although this woman had a charming look, the living dead couldn't help but retreat, especially when she saw the small blood-red spider crawling on the broken thumb of this woman's right hand, she was even more frightened.

The nine-fingered blood spider saw that the living dead were not tempted by themselves, and they couldn't help retreating, and their faces were cold, and they were about to say something, but at this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air in the sky, and then a big fat man with a mace and a horizontal face swept into the room, and he glanced at the nine-fingered blood spider, and said with disgust: "Okay, you ugly girl who looks uglier than a pig is making waves here, and this thousand corpse gang is not your territory alone, and you are complaining and going back to your Blood Spider Sect, Lao Tzu looks at it and loses his appetite." “

"Mountain Demon, why is this demon here this time, isn't he a disciple of Demon Tower, how could he come to participate in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference?!"

The living dead looked at the big fat man not far in front of him, and his heart beat wildly, he couldn't understand how the famous demons such as the Nine-Fingered Blood Spider and the Mountain Demon could come this time. After all, most of the people in the rivers and lakes know that the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference is actually a cover used by the Nine Ghost Sect to recruit disciples, and most of the people who come to participate in the conference are the demons on the rivers and lakes.

Regarding this point, there has been a tacit understanding among the people in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, but whether it is the Blood Spider Sect or the Demon Tower, although it is not as good as the Seven Demon Sects, and it is slightly worse than the Evil Dao Sects such as the Blood Knife Sect, how can it also be a prestigious Demon Dao Sect in the rivers and lakes, how could its subordinates come to participate in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference.

The Nine-Fingered Blood Spider was obviously very jealous of this big fat man called the Mountain Demon, and he glanced at the Mountain Demon coldly and said, "Why are you here too?" ”

"Bang!"

The mountain demon slammed the mace on his shoulder to the ground, splashing countless rubble, and said impatiently: "Don't pretend to be stupid in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has no time to play with you." “

After speaking, the mountain demon no longer paid attention to the nine-fingered blood spider, but just stared at the ghost gate, and his expression was extremely solemn. Seeing the appearance of the mountain demon, the nine-fingered blood spider seemed to think of something, and then retracted, retreated silently, found a large tombstone, and looked at it with its back to it, and his eyes flashed.

The living dead on the side looked at this change a little inexplicably, just when he was in doubt, several sounds of breaking the sky sounded not far away, and the living dead hurriedly followed the sound, but this glance, his little heart almost didn't jump out.

"The Snake Monarch, the Demon Hand, the Monk of Joy, how did you come to be such a big devil who is about to step into the earth-level top grade with one foot? What's going on with this Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference, how can there be so many famous big devils? “

The suspicion in the hearts of the living dead became more and more intense, and an inexplicable sense of fear was born, and he faintly felt that this Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Conference was not simple, but he couldn't understand the mystery of this.

"Magic Mountain, Nine-Fingered Blood Spider, I didn't expect you two to arrive first, interesting."

The first of the three to arrive at the scene was a skinny but extremely tall bald man, this man looked the same all over his body, but a pair of hands was surprisingly long, as far as his knees, and one of his hands was red on the left and blue on the right, looking extremely weird, this person was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Hands Sect, a demon hand.

As soon as the demon hand's voice fell, another person swept into the entrance, this person had silver hair, a pair of triangular snake eyes were full of lustful color, and his hands were wrapped around a small silver snake, one of them entered the nine-fingered blood spider walked towards the nine-fingered blood spider, and said while walking: "Blood spider sister, I don't want to meet in this ghost town again today, sister has you remembered these days these days?" “

As he spoke, the man showed a lewd smile, and his right hand grabbed the nine-fingered blood spider in the air, and the small silver snake in his hand spat out a letter, and a stream of silver liquid broke out of the air. Seeing this, the nine-fingered blood spider pointed out with his left hand between his body retreating, and the tips of his index finger shot out a stream of blood-colored liquid.

In the next moment, two streams of liquid collided together, and there was a crackling sound in the air, and when the two liquids fell to the ground, the black ground was corroded into a pit the size of a fist.

"Silver snake, you give the old lady a self-focus, you want to find a woman to go to Yihong Courtyard, don't you climb on the old lady!"

The nine-fingered blood spider looked at the silver-haired man and said these words, but the silver-haired man didn't pay attention to it at all when he heard this, and still paced towards the nine-fingered blood spider step by step, and the lewd smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Yinhuan, the Thousand Corpses Gang is not a place for you to spread wild, if you do too much, someone will see it behind and say that your life is not guaranteed!"

The head of the magic mountain didn't say these words back, the silver-haired man was the silver snake king, he heard what he said and didn't respond, the last of the three, that is, the happy monk, swept in, and said in a weird way: "Yo, when does the magic mountain still use other people's names to suppress people?" “

This Huanxi monk is also a big fat man, and his body size is not worse than that of the Demon Mountain, but his face full of horizontal flesh has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he also glances at the nine-fingered blood spider between words, which is obviously very interesting to this woman.

When the Demon Mountain heard the words of the Huanxi monk, he still didn't look back, but just sneered: "Suppressing people? Who do I want to deal with in the Demon Mountain, but I don't have to use the name of others, I just kindly remind a few people that I have seen the Mother of Xuanyin in the Ten Mile Tea Pavilion in front of the Eternal Sleeping Ferry. “

As soon as the Demon Mountain said this, not only did the happy monk's pupils constrict, but the Silver Snake King even stopped his steps, looked at the Demon Mountain and said, "This is impossible!" How could the Mother of Xuanyin come to participate in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference. “

The magic mountain was silent when he heard the questioning, but the Huanxi monk and the snake king were not asking anything, the two looked at each other so that the demon hand could stand together, and I don't know how the three of them also hooked up, obviously it was the posture of the alliance.

The living dead on the side saw these five people in the field, and knew that something must have happened, otherwise these demons would not have arrived, not to mention that the mother of Xuanyin and other high-grade powerhouses might also come, as soon as they thought of this, the living dead felt that this trip to the muddy water could not be repeated, so they wanted to sneak away, but they didn't want to go down the thousand corpse post, and there were people coming one after another under the post.

Among them, there are demons who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, and there are also elite disciples of major evil sects and demon sects, but in addition, there are finally some scattered people and some fresh faces in the rivers and lakes.

Seeing this, the living dead were a little hesitant, after all, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Conference was held once a year, and he had already participated in seven conferences in order to worship the Nine Ghost Sect, but unfortunately he had never obtained the blood bones.

This hesitation, the people on the thousand corpse gang gathered more and more, some in groups, some alone, the territory on the thousand corpse gang accounted for a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, seeing that the night was gradually coming, the living dead had not yet made up their minds whether to go or stay, at this moment, there was a sudden sound like a howl of the soul under the thousand corpse gang, followed by everyone, everyone saw a figure like a ghost towards the post, each step, is to pull out a number of afterimages, making it difficult to identify the real body, just a few breaths from the mountain down to the post.

When the living dead saw this man, they almost jumped up in shock, and their teeth shook involuntarily. (To be continued......)