I'm back in the ghost city, and there's still some time left for the end of the covenant, and I'm free for a while..|

It's not my first time in a ghost market, but every time I come to a ghost market, I make new discoveries.

Or magic weapons, or spiritual objects, or secret arts.

I walked around casually, guarded by yakshas, and there was no danger to my life.

The stall owners are all sorts of strange people.

The products they sell are also very magical and unique.

I saw a scorpion spirit selling ghost mist grass again, this grass can make the person who eats it temporarily transparent, and it is okay to pass through walls and doors.

On the other side, a starving ghost is selling a few pieces of refined iron with a sad face, which is a good alchemy material, but the price he paid for exchanging these pieces of refined iron is to let him eat enough, this is outrageous, you are a starving ghost!!

What caught my eye was a very small stall owned by a red-skinned evil-faced Shura who was in the business of giving people tattoos.

Moreover, I heard from people in the meeting that this stall owner is very famous in ghost markets and monastic circles.

Because his tattoo has a unique mana that activates the potential of the person being tattooed.

Some people fly after getting a tattoo. Some ghosts have become ghosts and gods after being tattooed.

The effect is different for each person who gets a tattoo.

And I'm curious to know what will happen when I get a tattoo.

I sat calmly across from the red-skinned Shura, and when it looked up and saw that I was a human, there was no trace of panic in its expression.

"Human tattoos, the price is 10 pillars of sleeping grass, the pattern you describe to me, my tattoo does not meet your mind, cover ignorance."

I sighed in my heart, I was a drug addict again.

Sleeping grass is a good thing.

In the mortal world, it is a treasure that can make people sleep peacefully and eliminate impurities from the human body.

In the underworld, sleeping grass is a kind of drug similar to the mortal world, which will make ghosts feel like flying immortals after smoking, and some will even make ghosts return to the world and live a life on earth for a day. But the effect of sleeping grass is so strong that many ghosts can't do without it after sucking it.

However, this thing is too hard to obtain, and only grows around some humans who dream all year round.

But fortunately, there are a dozen of them around me. Just enough money to pay for a tattoo.

"What pattern do you want to tattoo?" Shura asked

"Let's just tattoo a celestial character under my left shoulder. This is the result of my careful consideration, I am the Prince of Heaven of the Tongtian Society. Tianzi suits me very well.

Shura nodded, took my ten sleeping herbs and started to work.

I didn't feel any pain during the whole process, it just had a dreamy feeling. It was as if I was sitting there, looking at the earth very quietly, as if I were the whole sky, eternal and unchanging.

"Alright." Shura's voice interrupted my association.

"......So fast," I touched my back, and the tattoo was already in shape.

The tattoo of the netherworld is really different.

I looked in the mirror, this Tianzi pattern is very chic, there is a kind of overwhelming momentum, although it is only under my left shoulder, but it makes me feel that my shoulder can support the whole sky.

"Very good, thank you, if it's okay, see you soon." I stood up and prepared to leave.

But I heard Shura's question, "What did you see when you got a tattoo?" ”

I looked at him and said slowly, "I dreamed that I was the whole sky. ”

After saying that, I left without looking back at Shura.

But Shura was stunned, "It's the first time I've met a man like the sky." ”

This was Shura's idea at that time, and if I had known at that time, maybe I would have been proud of my heart at that time.

It is difficult to estimate the time of the underworld because the flow rate is different from that of the yang. I also estimated the time by myself and came to the place where I agreed with the last refiner.

The place was hard to find, and it took me a lot of effort to find a place to talk to her.

The underworld is very big, very big, and there used to be a very boring monk in the circle who did strange things because he thought that his cultivation was too boring. He first traveled to most of the Yang World, and then went to the entire Yin World, and calculated that the Yin World was almost as big as 500 Yang Worlds, and as long as there was one more person in the Yang World, the Yin World would automatically grow new space, as if it was reserved for this person. Of course, there are many more ghosts in the underworld than in the yang, so it doesn't seem empty.

This boring monk is said to be called Xu Xiake, but I think it's just a joke in our circles.

When Mo Lian saw me coming, he just said, "Wait, the enemy will come in a while." ”

So I sat down on the floor depressed. To be honest, I was very impulsive to die with her when I saw Suelian this time, but I still endured it. I don't want to say if I sacrificed my life in vain and didn't kill it. If I die, Old Man Tie, Sima Tian and his parents who haven't seen him for a long time will be sad, many times, people's lives are not for their own lives, but for those who care about themselves.

Let's get down to business.

After waiting for about 2 hours of yang time, Mo Lian suddenly stood up, his expression was serious, and he became vigilant.

"He's coming."

After a while, a dark green mist appeared on the opposite side, accompanied by the sound of wild ghosts crying, gusts of gloomy wind, and ghostly qi covering the sky.

I was furious at the time, this level of monster can be suppressed by my half-Taiqing Law Eye?

I glanced angrily at Suelian, but saw that her eyes were full of fear, real fear, and despair.

"It's only been a few decades, how could he have become so strong, how could it be!"

The last refiner roared hysterically.

I understood it all at once.

It should be said that the strength of ghosts and gods and yin divisions all grows by the accumulation of time, which means that the longer you live, the more powerful you become.

For decades, the strength of ordinary ghosts and gods has grown very slowly.

The matter should be the Liangzi of the two of them decades ago, and at that time, the final refining should be at a disadvantage, but there is not much difference in strength.

But decades later, the final refining is still a low-level ghost god, although its strength is still quite strong among the low-level ghosts and gods.

But the person in front of him, seeing the majesty of his appearance, is also at the level of a high-level ghost god.

Over the decades, he has grown from a low-level ghost god to a high-level ghost god.

It's not easy.

The purple ghost qi slowly pressed over and stopped about 50 meters away from me and Molian. From my position, I could clearly see that there were countless unjust spirits roaring in the purple ghostly aura, all of them with hideous faces, and the huge resentment began to affect me from 50 meters away, making me feel disgusting.

How many souls have been collected, what kind of magic is this, I don't remember that there is a spell like the Yin Si Society to seal the resentful spirits.

"What's going on? Looking for a helper? ”

My first reaction was, fuck it, the ghost and the god still speak with an accent!!

In line with the attitude of doing what can be done, and not doing anything if it can't be done, I silently moved a few steps to the side.

This level of battle is not something I can interfere in, I am a businessman, if I can get back the bronze sword this time, it will be a great consummation, if not, I will not put my net worth and life into it.

The other side saw my movements and understood what I meant, and Mo Lian had no time to take care of me at this time. She picked up Bai Qi's killing sword, and under the infusion of demonic energy, the entire Bai Qi killing sword once again released a murderous aura against the sky, and actually suppressed the resentment on the other side. God-killing things really can't be surpassed.

"God-killing sword, little bitch got something good. But it's useless, I'm sure I'll kill you with my own hands today! ”

There was a loud roar on the other side, and the resentment spread across the sky, and one by one the unjust souls were full of resentment, screaming and rushing towards the final refinement.

The last refinement hurriedly wielded the god-killing sword to resist.

The dark black murderous aura and the purple resentment collided. In an instant, the purple resentment was no opponent, and was defeated by the dark black murderous qi attack, and it collapsed at the touch of a button.

"Stinky Yin, let your mouth go wild!!"

However, I know that the other party is deliberately showing weakness at all, allowing you to open the door and defeat it in one fell swoop.

The end of the refining is a big deal!

Sure enough, the action on the opposite side confirmed my thoughts.

At the moment when the dark black murderous aura passed, an object was taken out from the opposite side, which I didn't expect. But it is also the only thing that can restrain Bai Qi's murderous spirit.

On the opposite side, he took out a jade seal of the Qin Dynasty!

I was taken aback, hasn't this thing been lost for many years?

The white cockroach is engraved on the top, and the seal book is engraved on the bottom "Ordered by the sky, both longevity"

This is the real Qin Dynasty jade seal!!

Bai Qi became a general of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and he could slaughter the world and kill hundreds of thousands of people, but he was loyal to only one person, and that person was King Qin Zhao.

And the only thing he can't kill is the people of Qin,

The jade seal of the Qin State is here, and the murderous aura is unbreakable!! 151 Kanshu.com .