"You can go over, come over this river, and you will reach your destination, and may you be well, stranger." The spirit beast folded its hands and prayed sincerely for Mu Yunfeng, and then disappeared.

Mu Yunfeng took the wooden sign and walked towards the place where the spirit beast said, but he didn't expect that this dungeon was stricter than the slave market, and every step here was reviewed and reviewed.

After Mu Yunfeng crossed the bridge, he saw a place with a cave, with a floor plan in front of him, the slave market was in the western urban area, and there were dueling arenas, pills, and medicinal herb fields, and each place was clearly allocated.

If you want to go to the slave market, you have to go through the city in front of you, Mu Yunfeng looked at the front with a solemn face, and he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Is this dungeon the same as the outside, but if it is, why is it so panicked and rumored that it is rumored to be here?

Mu Yunfeng straightened up and went to the most prosperous area alone, this is the only way, it has come, you can't go home empty-handed, you have nothing to gain.

Mu Yunfeng walked, there were a lot of people setting up stalls around, everyone was expressionless, looking high, the people who sold things didn't shout, and the people who bought things didn't speak, they just put down the money and left, and they didn't even see the most basic communication between people.

Each one hides its true face, either a human skin mask, a veil, or a mask, all sorts of masks come and go around.

Mu Yunfeng walked, a cool breeze blew behind him, and a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, it was the dust, "Quickly dodge, someone attacked your back, it's a ghost!" ”

The cold wind is swishing behind, and the surrounding dead branches and rotten leaves are also flying with the direction of the wind, and the sound of salsa, accompanied by the whirring wind, plays the unique depression and dust of the ghost town.

Mu Yunfeng felt that his hands and feet were cold, and when someone grabbed his feet and wanted to dodge the sneak attackers behind, he didn't expect to be scared, and there was a heavy force under his feet to stop him, not letting himself leave, and he lowered his head to look, but he didn't see anyone, and there was nothing under his feet.

"Idiot!" The low and hoarse voice remembered it again, with a hint of sneer in his voice, mercilessly mocking Mu Yunfeng's sluggish expression.

"Take out the rattle, shake it vigorously, and this seat will exorcise the ghost for you inside!" With a non-negotiable tone and a tough attitude, he couldn't wait to slap Mu Yunfeng's head hard, he was taken by the ghost, and he didn't know what was going on, how could there be such a stupid apprentice in this seat, and it would make people laugh and be generous.

Mu Yunfeng couldn't control his own situation, he could only listen to the words of the white lotus, and took out the rattle a little reluctantly, there were ghosts in this place, Luo Luo's words were not wrong, they were not to scare themselves, but they did exist.

"Spirit General of the Eight Directions, listen to my orders, hurry as an order, summon the spirit general, and arrest this ghost!" Through the rattle, Cang Fuchen saw the ghost who grabbed Mu Yunfeng's feet, the ghost was half underground, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and it was fierce.

Take a closer look, it turned out to be a female ghost, no wonder so many people only catch their stupid apprentices, yin and yin attract, and it is easier to be eroded and taken away.

"Shake the rattle vigorously, don't stop, otherwise, your body will be taken away, but there will be no way." Cang Fuchen said as he took out his own pressure box goods, two discussion charms, and a heart mantra.

The rattle made a screeching sound at this moment, and the red line on it began to detach to tie up the ghost, which was the bell of the hundred ghosts.