[The book continues from the above, the last book said that the scheming ghost city lord not only sent his beloved Long Gu away before he died, but also performed Buddhism, and injured many immortal Taoists. And Liu Yang's native spleen, which was within his reach, was also destroyed by the ghost city lord. And Mu Qingming, who had just quietly brought the cultists of the living sacrifice home, also saw the dragon aunt sent by the lord of the ghost market, and thought that something must have happened to the ghost market in Happy Horse Mountain. Drawing it out, Mu Qingming promised the ghost city lord to take care of Long Gu, but he couldn't pull out his soul energy, so he needed to ask Hongyu for help. On Happy Horse Mountain, Liu Yang, who lost his wife and lost his army, prepared to retreat, and also asked the disciples to tie up Juexian. 】

In the windy Shala Alley, a few fallen leaves swirled in the wind. Weeds growing on other uninhabited deserted houses are also swaying.

The lonely souls and wild ghosts gathered in the alley all smelled the essence energy emitted from the spirit body covered by Long Gu's body, and surrounded them, wanting to feast on them.

For the lonely ghosts, these essence energies can nourish them.

But he was afraid of Mu Qingming and other dragon lockers, and he didn't dare to approach Long Gu. I only dared to hide behind the howling wind in the distance, in the dark corners of the alley, with red and bloodshot eyes and eager greed, staring at the dragon girl.

"What's wrong, why did your spirit send people here?" Mu Qingming frowned, and asked with a solemn face, "Don't you know that you will die like this?" ”。

Saying that, Mu Qingming also used his mind to transmit the sound, and secretly instructed Miaotian to unfold the enchantment, temporarily enveloping the inside and outside of the courtyard, so that the Changshengdao eyeliner who took turns to stand guard at the end of the alley could not hear or see what they were doing here.

Of course, it also stopped those lonely souls and wild ghosts who were waiting for the opportunity to move outside the barrier.

But the worry on Mu Qingming's face gradually appeared.

He knew that the lord of the ghost city was a native of the earth, and a corpse crawled out of the soil for an unknown how long it had been dead. But once the spirit of the native leaves the body, the body will not move again, it is just an ordinary corpse.

"I don't have time to go into details, but to be precise, I'm at the end of my life now. But you promised me that you should take care of this person I sent. The fireflies on Long Gu's body began to dim. After leaving the body for too long, the fluorescent light that was originally shining brightly was pale and weak at this time.

The essence energy of these spirits is also getting weaker and weaker.

"Yes, but what's wrong with the bottom of Happy Horse Mountain? What about the demon road? Mu Qingming was so excited that he forgot that Jiaoyun was behind him, and asked urgently, "What about the other people in the ghost city?" ”。

The spirit body of the ghost city lord was also very anxious, its essence energy was about to be exhausted, so it could only take care of anything else, and it also said bluntly: "It's all dead, there is no ghost market anymore." You promised me to take care of this person, and she had a few special silver nails on her that I couldn't pull out. You help her pull it out too. ”。

"Dead?" The thunderbolt on the sunny day startled the bright clouds behind him to widen his eyes, and his lips opened slightly when his face changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of panic. It was as if his tongue had suddenly knotted, and he couldn't say anything else for a while.

Thinking of the familiar faces and the grandmother in the ghost market, Jiaoyun couldn't accept the news of death for a while, and his mind went blank, and his eyes were a little dazzled. After a while, Kyaukyun's eyes went dark, and his body shook and fell backwards.

Ah Hong's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her back, and at the same time shouted to Mu Qingming: "Master, my junior sister is dizzy." ”。 There were bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was anxious

Mu Qingming's eyebrows jumped, and the consternation in his eyes increased instead of decreasing. Behind him, Miao Yu had already reached out, pulled up Jiaoyun's hand, and diagnosed it with two fingers.

"I promise you." Mu Qingming frowned, unspeakably angry. When he clenched his fists and said this, all the fluorescent light flickered slightly a few times before dimming. One by one, the dead fireflies were peeled off from Long Gu's body and fell down. Long Gu's true face gradually revealed.

"Young Master Mu, please. In addition, the native spleen that the people who attacked the ghost city wanted to get have been destroyed by me. The last dying words of the Ghost City Lord echoed above Mu Qingming's heads.

Mu Qingming clenched his fists tightly, his angry eyes stared at the seven soul qi on Long Gu's body, nodded in agreement, and the ghost city lord who could no longer hear and couldn't see, secretly scolded in his heart: "It's the Dao of Immortality again!" ”。

"Kyaukyun is fine, but he was anxious and anxious for a while, and fainted. I'll give her a Qingxin pill in a while, and she'll wake up. Miao Yu behind Mu Qing took a long breath, and her solemn expression returned to calm.

And Mu Qingming was also relieved when he heard this, and at the same time reached out and grabbed a soul qi nail head from Long Gu's body, wanting to pull out the soul energy.

But no matter what, that soul energy can't be pulled out, and I have to give up after working hard for a long time. After all, the soul qi is a sacred relic of the ghost clan, and even so, Mu Qingming still decided to invite Hongyu to pull out the soul qi again.

So he immediately said to Miaotian Miaoyu: "Find a way to let the immortal Dao eyeliner at the mouth and end of the alley sleep quietly." I've got to go out, and you guys bring this woman and Kyaukyun into the house and settle down. ”......

The moonlight of Happy Horse Mountain has been replaced by firelight.

Liu Yang froze in place, and the hand holding Xiao Dao trembled. Even the corners of his widening eyes twitched again and again.

He watched as the native spleen at his fingertips turned into powder little by little and scattered. His whole heart was cold, and there was only a wave of frustration in his chest, which continued to wash over Liu Yang's chest, making him breathless.

He went to great lengths to get this piece of native spleen. He not only secretly poisoned the lord of the Turen Ghost City, making his cultivation greatly reduced, but also made a large number of secret visits, and also dispatched so many remaining masters of the Immortal Dao, and carefully planned, but what he got was the end of losing his wife and breaking his army, which made Liu Yang angry from his heart to the side of the heart.

The flames scattered around are getting stronger and stronger, and a sea of fire of considerable scale has formed in many places. Smoke billowed and the moonlight eclipsed. The entire Happy Horse Mountain was red, and the high temperature and heat wave inspired the hot wind gusts, making the Immortal Daoists sweat.

Liu Yang, who was furious, stepped aside, struck out with a palm, and hit a bluestone standing proudly in the forest in front of him.

The palm fell on the stone surface, and cracks appeared. With the sound of a small click, the bluestone that came to a height of one person turned into countless pieces of gravel of different sizes and scattered on the ground.

When the wind blows, they all turn into powder on the ground and fly with the wind.

Several of the disciples around them were too frightened to move, and they stood in place trembling. Naturally, he didn't dare to step forward and talk more, for fear that he would become the bluestone in the next second, in exchange for the innocent ending of being killed.

The flames soared into the sky, and the heat wave on the ground was churning. Most of the stalls were set on fire, and the goods were in flames. The air waves are blowing up, and the red rays are dazzling.

It won't be long before the entire summit of Happy Horse Mountain will turn into a sea of fire. It was scorched black and smoke billowed from the ground. The nearby villagers may be able to put out fires on the mountain, but for Liu Yang and Changshengdao, this place cannot be stayed for long.

Although he was unwilling, Liu Yang weighed it again and again and decided to retreat for the time being.

"The lightly injured disciples will go on their own, and the others will help the seriously injured disciples, and we will leave this place quickly!" Liu Yang, who gritted his teeth, popped out this sentence word by word to the mouths of several disciples around him. Full of anger, his eyes shone with fire, flashing with a dazzling red light, doubly hideous.

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought about it again, the sect leader was going to pass the order.

According to Liu Yang's plan, just in case, when the lovesick tears are full, if the ghost city lord is completely fixed by the magic sound, it stands to reason that the other party is not only unable to move, but also can't even do luck, how can he perform the magic of the gods?

Thinking of this, Liu Yang became suspicious of the Jue String who was responsible for casting the magic sound in the electric light. He suspected that Juexian had rebelled, and it was only by secretly making trouble that the ghost city owner had a chance.

So Liu Yang's eyes lit up, and before the disciples who had not taken a few steps turned around, and before asking him what else he had to order, he ordered in advance: "Tie up the absolute string to me!" Bring him back to the stronghold and lock him up, confiscate the magic piano in his hand, and guard it strictly! ”。

Several disciples were stunned by the scorching flames, the smoke billowing down, and after looking at each other, they all looked at Liu Yang who was angry with suspicious eyes.

Liu Yang's slightly narrowed eyes and the muscles at the corners of his eyes kept twitching, and the cold in his eyes was murderous. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there were ghosts under him, and I was even more angry.

"Why don't you go soon?" Seeing that the disciples were silent for a long time, Liu Yang, who was standing opposite the lord of the ghost market, said in a deep voice.

Gale howled and smoke choked. Those disciples didn't dare to ask more, so they hurriedly responded and did what Liu Yang ordered.

That Liu Yang was still standing in place, looking at the ghost city lord who had become an ordinary dead corpse on the other side. A faint rancid stench emanated from the disemboweled, corpse.

Liu Yang didn't bother to look at the dead corpse, just looked around, and saw the little blood stains scattered on the ground under the firelight, as well as many miserable dead corpses, including those seriously injured cultists who were executed.

Together, news will inevitably reach the city. The dragon lockers will also come when they hear the wind, and it's not good to leave any evidence.

Liu Yang pondered alone for a moment, feeling that this matter still had to be done absolutely. We're going to wipe out all the evidence here, and make it an accidental wildfire, an accidental wildfire where no one died.

The Immortal Daoists had already taken the opportunity to retreat at this time. All that was left of the hilltop ghost market was patches of mess and dead blood, as well as rising smoke and flames.

Liu Yang looked left and right, then put his hands across his chest, pinched out a trick, and opened his lips slightly to chant the mantra easily. The scorching heat dissipated and was replaced by patches of gloom and coldness.

The flames were no longer scorching, but piercing cold. Even the hot wind became a yin wind in the blink of an eye. After blowing the red flames and swaying a few times, they all turned purple and black.

Bizarre and eccentric, yet unreasonable.

Liu Yang put down his hand when he saw the flames change color, and he didn't make any moves, but his body disappeared out of thin air on the top of Happy Horse Mountain in a flash. The flames flowed sideways, forming a sea of fire that tightly covered the top of the mountain.

The sky over Happy Horse Mountain was covered with red clouds, and with the rising air current, the wind and clouds slowly swirled, and the wind and clouds surged into a huge low-hanging whirlpool cloud, pressing on the top of the mountain, as if it could fall down and smash on the top of the mountain at any time.

Under the thick smoke, the wind overflowed, and all the grass and trees in the place passed were scorched, and the tall pines collapsed one after another, along with the small building of the ghost city lord, and it instantly disappeared into the purple-black sea of fire, but in a moment it turned into powder and scattered in the sea of fire.

As for the corpses with stumps and severed arms, they were also in the fire, gradually turning into powder, with nothing left of flesh and marrow. Even the blood that had been spilled had evaporated in the flames.

The ghost market on the top of the huge Happy Horse Mountain no longer exists, and the people who died in the ghost market also evaporated in the sea of fire.

What will Liu Yang do? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.