The Devourers will not come, because Gu Feng is a black household.

If someone could tell Duke Li Jia this sentence, the stone in the duke's heart would definitely fall to the ground, and he would reward the person who told him the news, but unfortunately no one told him.

At this time, Gu Feng was in the secret realm of Yanshan Mountain, which was full of aura, but he was busy taking care of believers all over the world through the power of faith.

In these days, it is useless to pray to God and worship Buddha, but if you sincerely pray to Gu Feng, it will be useful occasionally.

Because every interstellar powerhouse is a living true god.

There are many examples like Xiao Hei Tan, and the worship of Gu Feng by the people of the Federation has gradually sublimated, and it has gradually reached the level of faith.

Towering statues were erected, their expressions and postures were different, some of them were in the center of the base, some were on the city wall of the base, but the carvings were all the same person, it was Gu Feng.

Easy days always pass quickly, and in a flash, it is February 4, 2091, that is, the first day of August in the fifth year of the new era.

On this day, Gu Feng was able to go to the ghost world again.

After arranging some things with Li Xiaolu, Gu Feng entered the inner world, sat in the sky above the central forest, and put the game helmet on his head somewhat solemnly.

It was still the teleportation array and the white-haired old man, but Gu Feng's understanding of the ghost world was much more than last time. For example, the proportion of time spent in the real world for one day and the ghost world for ten years.

A year later, the white-haired old man is still standing there quietly, like a fixed image set by the program, tirelessly saying his fixed lines.

"Shaoxia, do you need to use the teleportation array?"

This time, Gu Feng still didn't send the main consciousness into the teleportation array, but still let the ten realms enter the teleportation array.

The old man's lips moved slightly, and he silently recited the incantation, and the teleportation array gradually shone brightly, and the teleportation opened.

Gu Feng's main consciousness stood beside the old man, looking at the teleportation array on the surface, but in fact, all his mind was on the old man, and the mantra that the old man was reciting silently also clearly entered his ears.

He thought about it seriously for a while, and then he could only make sure that he really didn't understand. To be sure, it was not the universal language of the universe - Wan E, because Aquaman had taught him Wan E, and the old man's mantra was completely different from Wan E.

Just like last time, the ten divisions had just been teleported by the teleportation array, and one by one they were teleported back at an extremely fast speed.

Gu Feng took back the knowledge one by one, and checked their memories in the ghost snake one by one.

After 3650 years, Yong'an County, a novice village in the ghost world, is amazing, where ghosts are still rampant, and people die inexplicably from time to time.

The eight elemental understandings were teleported back by the teleportation array, leaving only the light spirit and the sword spirit.

After a few seconds, the sword spirit also returned, Gu Feng checked the memory of the sword spirit, and also died tragically at the birth point, next to a ghost thing.

This time, the Ghost World's suppression of his discerning strength seemed to be even greater, because none of the ten strongest sword spirits had beaten a small starving ghost with no entity. The only remaining knowledge among the ten realms turned out to be a light spirit whose actual combat ability was not too strong.

Gu Feng waited beside the teleportation array for a few more minutes, then took off his helmet and cultivated quietly.

I hope that the light spirit will have better luck, and it is best to dig up the cultivation experience above the Transformation God Realm.

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Ghost world, Haitian Empire, Yongning County, Zhending Prefecture, Qingzhou.

At this time, it was late at night, and at this time of the year, the doors and windows of every household had already been closed, and the streets of the county were empty, but since the Great Luo Array was laid out here thousands of years ago, there were often some richly dressed cultivators coming and going to the county, and the county hostels were full.

Those cultivators' cultivation was no higher than the third level of Qi cultivation, but they dared to walk on the streets outside late at night, as if they were not afraid of the ghosts and ghosts that haunted at night.

They are not afraid, and naturally for a reason.

Zhang Honglong, dressed in gold, slowly paced through the dark streets, and the fireworks blessing bag on his waist shone a little light around his body, and the function of this light was not to illuminate, but to remind other sect disciples who came and went on the road. Note that this is the core disciple of the Ancestral Dragon Pavilion in the Nine Holy Lands, and those who are not qualified are far away.

Behind the light on Zhang Honglong's body, there was a faint old man with a rickety posture. The old man's figure was a little thin, but it looked like a strong and powerful feeling, like an old and strong dragon.

"Elder Sun, we've been here for a few days, and we haven't found anything out of the ordinary."

Although Zhang Honglong did not look back when he spoke, his tone was unusually polite. As a core disciple with the blood of the fire dragon, although he only has the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he can not care about ordinary deacon elders, and even in the face of most of the deacon elders who have completed foundation building, he can still win the battle.

However, this Elder Sun, who was collecting spirits with him, was a genuine Jindan monk, and among the many elders in the Ancestral Dragon Pavilion, his strength ranking was not low.

Elder Sun's figure was still hidden in the darkness, but his vigorous and powerful voice came out slowly.

"Since the Shenxiao Thunder Emperor took this small county town as the center and personally carved the Daluo Array in Qingzhou, there has been a spirit collection. Once every ten years, once for a month, we came here to collect the spirit for only a week, and we received a ghost bone relic, and the harvest was not small. As for the variables that Lord Zulong said, just follow the fate. ”

Zhang Honglong nodded, put his hand into the fireworks blessing bag, and carefully rubbed a cold bead contained in the blessing bag, with a smile on his face.

The ghost bone relics are the treasures left by the Buddha and ghosts when they passed away, and if this thing is seen by the madmen of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, it will not be necessary to play with them.

But what was afraid of something, Elder Sun's voice had just fallen, and a coquettish and unusual woman's voice sounded in Zhang Honglong's ears.

"Yo, what a coincidence, it's so late, and I can still meet Brother Zhang on the street, our brothers and sisters are really fateful."

Zhang Honglong subconsciously put the fireworks blessing bag into his arms, and then greeted the charming woman in a pink dress who appeared in front of him.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyan, what a coincidence, hahaha."

The Nine Holy Lands are extremely respected and have the same status in the cultivation world, so most of the disciples of the Holy Land who walk outside are commensurate with their senior brothers, but the people of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect act perversely, even if Yan Xiaoyan's national color and heavenly fragrance are born, Zhang Honglong's heart is still immediately vigilant.

Yan Xiaoyan was not so angry, although the two only met on the way to come here to collect spirits, and they couldn't even be called friends, but she walked to Zhang Honglong's approach very naturally. A fragrant breeze also blew from the gentle wind.

The smell of the fragrant wind was a little strange, Zhang Honglong couldn't help but smell it a few times, but he couldn't tell whether it was a floral fragrance or a body fragrance.

"Is Senior Sister Xiaoyan going to change spiritual objects? Ordinary things can't be exchanged for ghost bone relics. ”

The demon girl had come closer, Zhang Honglong's mentality relaxed, he looked at Yan Xiaoyan fixedly, and said with a light smile.

When it came to business, Yan Xiaoyan quickly put away her charm and looked back at the darkness behind her.

There was a chubby old woman standing faintly there.

The old woman did not speak, but nodded slightly.

Yan Xiaoyan took out the fireworks blessing bag from her arms, and just as she was about to speak, a rough voice broke in.

"Slow down, the ghost bone relics are such a strange treasure, and I Zixuan also want to join in the fun."

Hearing this, Zhang Honglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If there is a bidder, it is better than nothing.

Yan Xiaoyan didn't seem to have the slightest surprise at the visitor, but sweetly shouted "Senior Brother Zi" to the visitor.

Zi Xuan walked up to the two of them with his own support, and looked at Yan Xiaoyan apologetically.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyan, I'm sorry, there is an elder in the sect who is seriously injured and urgently needs a ghost bone relic to continue his life, so I can only fight with you."

Yan Xiaoyan secretly scolded Zixuan thousands of times, and the smile on her face became sweeter.

Does the Five Thunder Sect have elders who practice trickery exercises?

Ghost believes!

"Where is Senior Brother Zi, such a strange treasure, naturally those who see it have a share, I don't know how Senior Brother Zi harvests the spirit?"

Yan Xiaoyan held the incense blessing bag, and her eyes glanced at Zixuan's waist.

Zi Xuan, who was angry, showed a rare look of embarrassment, he took out the incense blessing bag from his arms, put his hand into the blessing bag, groped for a while, and took out a yellow loach.

The loach was only an inch long, and it was very strange, not only did its skin shine with a little scale, but even its supposedly smooth head had a pair of miniature horns.

Seeing this, the air around me seemed to be a little quieter.

Elder Sun behind Zhang Honglong walked out of the shadows for the first time, walked in front of Zi Xuan, and carefully examined the loach in his hand.

After a while, Elder Sun solemnly spoke: "This golden Jiao is not enough, we need to make up for two incense crystals." ”

"Yes."

An old man's voice came from behind Zixuan, and he agreed very simply.

In fact, there is one more piece of harvest from the Five Thunder Sect in the past few days, and the value is greater than that of the Golden Jiao, but for the Ancestral Dragon Pavilion, a Golden Jiao with great potential is obviously more attractive.

The moment Zixuan took out the golden jiao, Yan Xiaoyan was completely dead, she had gained very little in the past few days, and it was impossible to barter. If Zi Xuan also has no gain, she can still use the incense spar to bid with Zi Xuan, as soon as Jin Jiao comes out, unless she is willing to take out all ten incense spars, otherwise it will be completely useless.