Tu Xuanxuan was talking to the civilians among them, and the civilians answered very seriously for a while, and continued to trample on their beats.

"Memorial...... Dog ghosts? ”

After Tu Xuanxuan's translation, everyone was confused.

This group of civilians, during this time, dreamed of a dog ghost, very vicious, and bit themselves many times in the dream, so they had no choice but to come to the shrine to prepare for a sacrifice. If it is said that a person dreams of it, the people around here have all dreamed of it, Wang Gan, Chu Qianxun and a few people stood next to him and thought carefully.

"Could it be a dream technique?" Chu Qianxun mentioned.

Ghost magic is also divided into the flow of piercing walls, falling into dreams, and floating in the air, not to say that every ghost can know these three ghost arts, or many ghosts are ghosts on the ground, and there is no ability to float, many ghosts can only walk through the door to scare people, and will not stick out half of their bodies from the wall.

Dreaming is also a kind of ghost art, which is the ghost art of trapping the yang person in the nightmare and stealing the yang energy after he is asleep, which is commonly known as the 'ghost press'.

"Is it possible, could it be Qin Kun?" Wang Qian said curiously.

Han Yao, Chu Qianxun, Wang Gan, and the three shook their heads, all uncertain.

The firelight flickered.

Tu Xuanxuan heard them talking about ghosts at night, goosebumps rose, but it was very exciting, she suddenly remembered something, took out her mobile phone to navigate, and searched for certain locations.

"Xuanxuan, what's wrong?"

Han Yao said curiously.

"Master Wang, can you lend me the star needle in your hand?"

After Tu Xuanxuan finished searching, she raised her head and said.

Wang Qian handed it over, the star introduction needle was in his hand, slightly heavy, Tu Xuanxuan compared the mobile phone navigation, and cooperated with the star introduction needle, directly near the shrine.

After a while, in an inconspicuous room at the shrine, several people walked in.

It's late autumn, and the temperature here is even colder.

There is a god in the room, it seems to be some tantric Buddha, one hand hanging a rosary on his chest, the other hand stretched forward, the direction of the finger is a deep pit.

In a shrine, an inconspicuous house, inside is actually a Buddha statue that invites you to enter the pit?

The pit was dark and looked dangerous, and when everyone was curious, the oil lamp in the room suddenly turned on.

Puffy Puff Puff –

There is a sound when the lamps are lit, nearly five hundred oil lamps, bubbling with green phosphorus fire, the sound comes and goes, although faint, but when gathered, people can feel the fire.

Seeing that some of the flames were even floating in the air, Han Yao's eyes were quick and he immediately blindfolded Tu Xuanxuan's eyes.

"Dirt lumps, why are you blocking my eyes? I've seen all those green fires! Don't be afraid! ”

Tu Xuanxuan has been a ghost story anchor for so long, and the first time she saw a real green phosphorus fire, she was waiting to be curiously observed, her eyes were blindfolded, and she was a little angry.

"Xuanxuan, you listen to me, this fire is called 'Soul Fire', you can't look at what can illuminate ghosts."

Han Yao looked at the black shadow behind the flames, and said solemnly, he was completely for Tu Xuanxuan's good, afraid of scaring her. But a woman's curiosity is almost the same as that of a cat.

Tu Xuanxuan brushed Han Yao's hand away, poked her head out, and looked towards the spectacular phosphorus fire.

As soon as the head poked out, it became stiff.

The phosphorus fire floated up and down, and five hundred lampstands were like something under the flames, and the flames were faint, but they did not hinder its magnificence. Each lampstand is held by an evil spirit. Five hundred, five hundred demons! The death is hideous and terrifying, dyeing this place into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

This scene came too suddenly! Who knew this humble little room was so big inside?! Who knew that these lamp-bearers were all demons who had died tragically! Tu Xuanxuan's heart closed and she quickly fainted.

Fainting is the body's own protective mechanism, Han Yao possessed and investigated, and found that Tu Xuanxuan was fine, so he slowly stood up.

Wang Qian touched his round belly, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from something that doesn't have long eyes, can you speak?" ”

The evil ghost let out a piercing laugh, completely Japanese, they seemed to be laughing at the three of them, laughing very happily, and a stout evil ghost also came out, pushed Wang Qian around, and provoked loudly.

Wang Qian shook his head helplessly, this ghost thing is really strong.

"Ghost son!" Wang Qian patted the demon on the shoulder.

The evil ghost opened its mouth wide, the corners of its mouth grinned, and looked at Wang Qian with contempt.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll give you something good." In Wang Qian's hand, a thick earth talisman appeared.

This rune paper shoots people, which is equivalent to the power of bricks, and when it hits the ghost, the power will be even greater!

A thick earth talisman smashed into the demon's forehead, and half of his head was scattered with a 'snap'.

Han Yao, Chu Qianxun, and Wang Qian, several ghosts appeared in front of them.

A charcoal-like ghost, with his feet in the brazier, stood behind Han Yao indifferently.

An assassination ghost and an old ghost with a corpse lamp appeared on Chu Qianxun's left and right, and the old ghost of the corpse lamp looked at the demons around him who were holding the lamp, and smiled slightly.

A zombie staring at the eyes of a dead fish appeared, and Wang Qian covered his forehead: "Feilei, what are you doing standing opposite?" Get back! ”

"Oh."

Fei Lei Zombie realized that his team was standing on the wrong side, and hurriedly jumped back.

Four ghost generals, three ghost hunters, and 500 evil ghosts in front of them.

This scene is like returning to the 'martial arts tea party' in the ghost town of Longhuai.

Wang Qian cleared his throat: "Lang Sheng, this time Dao Ye crossed the ocean to find someone, have you met a very powerful Yang person recently?" ”

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The sky is full of gold, and the black stones are everywhere.

Between heaven and earth, there is a mist of blood.

Ten dead cities.

At the entrance of the Kunlun tomb, a bull demon sat on the grass, the bull demon held a grass branch in his mouth, and looked at the sky idly.

Next to him, was a young man.

"Brother Kun, if you don't wake up, the team will disperse." After talking to himself, the iron chain on the bull demon's body wrapped around the sarcophagus and dragged Qin Kun to the top of the mausoleum.

The young man's weight was heavy, and it was very tiring to drag him, let alone go up the mountain, and every time he was taken up the mountain, the bull demon would become prostration.

I don't know how long ago, it was doing this every day. The young man in the sarcophagus had been sleeping, and the bull demon didn't know how to wake him up, so he had to pull him out every day to breathe, afraid that one day the young man would really die in the tomb.

The Ten Dead City has really turned into a scorched earth.

A shocking battle swept through the three forces, twenty-nine life-breaking hosts, one hundred and twenty-two Huangquan-level hosts, hundreds of thousands of Styx-level hosts, and even more Yincao-level hosts participated, and even died.

All forces are shuffled and reorganized, accepting the natural law of elimination in this world.

Many people died, fighting for the leylines, for the blood of the gods, for something strange.

Niu Meng saw the dilapidated and barren Golden King's apartment not far away, and the bull's eye appeared in deep thought.

"It turns out that when the Golden King was born, he had a premonition that there would be such a war." No wonder he wants to win over the hosts, and he wants to win over the host's ghosts, to put it bluntly, all for self-preservation.

There are not many people in this neighborhood anymore, and since the older generation such as the Golden King, the Black Scorpion Duke, and the Sand Zombie disappeared, the next people to see are all newcomers.

The city patrol guards walked through the neighborhood with their toes proud.

When passing by the Kunlun Tomb, the captain of the leader stopped, stood quietly in place, and said, "Hasn't Qin Kun woken up yet?" It's time to confiscate this land. ”

"My lord, a little more leniency. This artifact is still worth some money, do you want to take it? The bull demon had a shy face, and in his hand was a polished and dirty magic weapon, a nail-headed pestle.

That captain, with white hair, if Qin Kun saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it, this was his contract fighter, Silver Bat.

Silver Bat chuckled: "I look at your waist card very well." What do you think? ”

Niu Meng looked at the waist card with the word 'Xudu' written on his waist, and his face changed.