Chapter 118: Yin Ruins Ghost Market, Ghostly Spirit!
"Who?" Xiao Li snorted: "Stop!" ”
Instead of stopping, the man fled faster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Looking at this person's cultivation, he is also extraordinary, the speed is like electricity, the afterimage is heavy, and he has escaped hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.
Fahai smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and spit out only one word: "Catch!" ”
Xiao Li and the others roared in unison and pounced on the fleeing person together.
Those who fled seemed to have ghosts in their hearts, and they had prepared earlier. The cyan light on his legs flashed, and his speed changed a lot abruptly.
"Divine Talisman! Runes! Chen Chong's eyes flashed: "True Immortal Sect? ”
Fahai smiled faintly: "Although the Buddha and the Tao are incompatible, I can't imagine that the True Immortal Sect is so ghostly?" This will spare you. ”
His big sleeves fluttered, soaring into the sky, and his eyes were pierced, like dew and electricity.
It is worthy of Fahai, and when he shows his skills again, everyone is stunned.
The nine-fingered man was so frightened that his soul did not possess his body, and he ran for his life.
He interrupted, but instead saved Chen Chong.
Fahey's attention was entirely focused on pursuing the man.
If you don't slip now, when will you wait?
Chen Chong glanced at the fat man.
The two of them sneaked away unnoticed.
In the long barren grass, Chen Chong and the fat man fled to the ghost market.
The fat man palpitated and said, "Damn, this Fahai is too powerful." In the end, why did the True Immortal Sect frame the Great Lei Yin Temple? ”
"Buddhism and Taoism are incompatible" Chen Chong smiled indifferently and said: "It is estimated that it was the spy of the True Immortal Sect just now, luring the Gu Eagle and testing the means of Fahai?" ”
"If we go back, we won't be tracked down by Fahai, right?" The fat man smiled bitterly.
"Probably not." Chen Chong smiled: "Fahai doesn't know where the ghost qi on my body comes from. It's just a nameless junior who is haunted by ghosts, and he wants to be the host of Jinshan Temple in the lower realm, so he is not in the mood to delve into it. ”
"True Immortal Sect, Great Thunder Yin Temple, Corpse Yin Sect, Blood Demon Gate" The fat man muttered: "This dignified Divine Tomb Valley, the place where the human race trialists gather, is either cultivating immortals, cultivating Buddhas, or cultivating demons and demons. I usually hear about the cultivation of human martial arts, but I don't seem to have it? ”
"Yes" Chen Chong frowned: "The humane exercises have completely declined, and no one cultivates. However, cultivating immortals, cultivating Buddhas, cultivating demons, and even cultivating demons are all enthusiastic and enthusiastic. ”
"Maybe it's humane martial arts, but it's not effective enough to cultivate, so you can't survive in this cruel realm of the living dead." The fat man was apprehensive about the rampant beasts such as the nine-clawed rakshasa bird and the Gu eagle.
Chen Chong was silent and smiled indifferently.
A huge ruin appeared ahead.
The ruins reveal a completely different style from the previous tombs of the living dead, from the architectural style to the layout of the town, which is very different from the style at a glance.
"This Yin Ruins seems to have been established by an ancient civilization" The fat man stepped into the boundary of the Yin Ruins, and suddenly his face was covered with a thick ghost aura, and he was stunned.
Chen Chong looked at the technique of qi and stared at the fat man, but he could only see a cloud of ghost qi, and he couldn't see through more.
"Even the third-order Qi Hope Technique can't see through this layer of ghost qi?" Chen Chong smiled in his heart, very satisfied with the protection mechanism of this Yin Ruins Ghost Market.
He also stepped into the ruins, and a cloud of ghostly energy enveloped his face and body.
Before the two of them, the whole picture of the ghost market gradually unfolded.
The scale of this yin ruin is extremely large, roughly similar to an ancient city with a radius of hundreds of kilometers. There are also some ruins of buildings standing on this ruin, and the rain in the sky is showing, and the moss on the ruins is deep, which looks more and more desolate, as if to indicate the decline of civilization.
Chen Chong and the fat man looked at each other and smiled.
"Boss, let's not go back to the Valley of the Gods. It's nice to settle here! The fat man grinned.
"Let's take a look first," Chen Chong nodded.
He had the same intentions.
The two continued on their way, but they found no market.
"Maybe we're entering a fake ghost market?" The fat man looked puzzled and said, "Why is there no one?" ”
A group of ghosts came on, who seemed to be a patrol and watchman, saw the two of them, and came up and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
"This is the Ghost Market?"
"Of course!"
"Why isn't there a fair?"
"Ghost City, Ghost City! Of course, it only comes after the evening."
"Can I stay here?"
"Of course not!"
"Why?"
The ghost pawn was impatient: "This yin ruins are usually wandering with mysterious yin spirits, even if their strength has reached the realm of earth immortals, they dare not live here, and the ghost market can only be opened for three days a month for trading." The rest of the time, no one dared to enter. ”
He walked away.
Chen Chong and the two found a place and slept a lot.
"Wake up, it's time for the fat man!" Chen Chong shook the fat man awake.
The fat man opened his eyes, and Yuehua had already arrived in Zhongtian.
He jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Let's go to Taobao and see what good things we can have?" ”
The two of them walked in the direction of the bazaar, and soon came across a very large bazaar.
It is worthy of being a ghost market, this market is full of ghost fires, green ghost lights and ghost fires, shining on the market, making people feel numb when they look at it, and they think that they have entered the ghost mansion of Xudu.
Under every ghost lamp, there is a stall, and behind the stall, there are all kinds of ghost stall owners, and everyone is shrouded in a layer of rich ghost aura.
"It's amazing. As a result, no one knows the identity of the buyer or seller. Absolutely hidden! The fat man was excited.
"What are you excited about?" Chen Chong smiled: "You seem to be very rich." ”
The fat man's neck was raised: "I don't have it, big brother, you have!" You have a lot of good things on you. ”
Chen Chong shook his head: "When you come to this place, who dares to say that you are rich?" ”
He pointed to a stall on the ground: "Take a look?" ”
The booth, apparently fresh from the world of adventure, was filled with goods of various grades and values.
There was no one behind the stall, only a tombstone.
"The stall owner is dead, and there is something to burn paper. Small things summon spirits, big things dig graves. ”
The fat man felt very novel, and secretly picked up a ghost weapon that looked like a jade pendant, and was about to put it in his pocket, but saw the ghost fire on the tombstone, which suddenly turned blood red!
"Dead money fan! Dare to make a fortune? A word came from the tombstone.
Immediately the tombstone fell, a coffin opened, and a dead man sat up suddenly, stretched out his hand and shouted, "That is a first-order artifact." It's called insect repellent beads. Contained in the dead mouth, Gu worms do not invade. Original price 200, discount 180! Don't buy or move! ”
The dead man's movements were coherent, his eloquence was clear, and he spat out like a cannon. The fat man was frightened, coughed and said, "You are the dead money fan!" Sitting in a coffin and stretching out your hand - death for money! Are you a human or a ghost? ”
"In the realm of the living dead, there are still living people?" The dead man patted the coffin angrily and said, "This is a special tent that was bought with money." It is possible to rest inside for three days. ”