For more than 200 years, the county town of Anyang has completely become a forbidden place for the ancient city of Taichu, not only has it never been repaired, but it seems to have experienced the erosion of unknown forces, and now it is more and more deserted and dilapidated.

Zhao Xiaoyun's eyes still had a little excitement in them, and at this time, he made up his mind, walked down the ancient stone steps in front of the gate of the Zhenhai Palace, and walked towards the outside of Anyang County.

"Who is it!?"

The biting cold wind rose out of thin air, Zhao Xiaoyun's face was slightly condensed, and he subconsciously stopped and looked towards the gray and black stone bridge in front of him.

"Except for the Blood River Venerable and those Ji Family Mansion soldiers who are accompanying them, there can never be any other living beings in Anyang County!"

Slowly walking onto the gray stone bridge full of cracks, Zhao Xiaoyun's expression became more and more solemn.

There was a strange dead silence all around, only a howling and cold wind swept in out of nowhere, blowing Zhao Xiaoyunxuan's black domain master robes into a hunting sound.

Pure ghost qi surged from between his sleeves, and Zhao Xiaoyun urged the Soul Transforming Mysterious Power to try to take a step on the stone bridge again.

The next moment, its pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and it almost screamed!

The bone-scraping cold wind roared wildly, countless lights and shadows changed between heaven and earth, and the surrounding scenes were all shattered, and in Zhao Xiaoyun's angry and horrified gaze, a more gray and dead Anyang county town was reorganized.

"What the hell is the demon doing wrong!"

This situation was completely beyond Zhao Xiaoyun's cognition, not only did he have the "True Curse of Transforming Ghosts" that could slightly condense the yin qi of heaven and earth, but he was also a powerful creature in the realm of half-step Divine Sea Spirits, but he had never encountered such a bizarre thing.

There was a miserable white moon hanging high above the polar sky, and under the stone bridge was a terrifying black water surging endlessly, and Zhao Xiaoyun was standing in the middle of the cracked stone bridge at the moment.

"Who are you!"

Zhao Xiaoyun stepped back a few steps, the Ghost Transformation True Spell had already reached its limit, and even on his head there was an extremely hideous demon phantom condensation, ready to transform into a Soul Transformation Soul Formation comparable to the Divine Sea Soul Primal Realm.

On the side of the carved stone pillar at the top of the stone bridge, there is a beautiful figure dressed in snow-white neon clothes, at first glance, it looks like a fairy in the Moon Palace who has fallen into the world, but there is a terrifying Yin Qi of heaven and earth around him, and the Yin Qi of the Ghost Transformed by Zhao Xiaoyun is like an imperceptible particle of dust compared to it, small and weak to the extreme.

"More than 200 years have passed since I was born here, and now I finally have a chance to get out of trouble."

The cold fairy sound lingered, and the sleeves of the snow-white neon dress were lightly flicked, vaguely revealing the woman's slender and white shaved jade fingers.

Although this voice was as ethereal and cold as the voice of an immortal, Zhao Xiaoyun's expression was already extremely frightened: "Are you...... You are ......"

The immeasurable yin qi of heaven and earth swept in, and the fairy of the Moon Palace, dressed in snow-white neon clothes, gently turned sideways, revealing her true face.

Faceless.

The jet-black hair fell down, and the white and delicate earlobes were flawless, but where his face was, it was a pitch-black nothingness.

"Not only do you have a Xuan Xuan Ghost Mantra, but your soul contains a trace of heaven and earth yin qi, and you are also implicated in her acquired bloodline, and today it seems that you are destined to come here, but it just became my chance to get out of trouble."

The faceless creature seemed to not want to say much, and its fingers like white jade moved slightly, and the yin qi of heaven and earth around its body spread in all directions, and the next moment it would completely swallow Zhao Xiaoyun.

There is a great terror between life and death.

Under the envelopment of the yin qi of heaven and earth that annihilated everything, Zhao Xiaoyun's divine soul trembled uncontrollably, and between his eyes being torn, he subconsciously shouted: "Blood River Venerable, save me!" Blood River Ancestor! ”

With the sharp pain of piercing the Heavenly Spirit, Zhao Xiaoyun's consciousness was even a little blurred.

Rumble!

A brilliant and magnificent scarlet sword light tore through the sky, completely tearing the gray netherworld that shrouded the county town of Anyang into pieces!

The immeasurable heaven and earth yin qi then swept out and returned to the side of the faceless creature dressed in snow-white neon clothes.

Although the yin qi of heaven and earth left his body, Zhao Xiaoyun's divine soul had already been dissolved by a small half, and at the moment before he completely lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a living being in the extreme sky holding a blood sword to cut through the gray sky, and the glory came.

A three-foot wooden sword named River of Blood.

This is a terrifying cursed sword.

Ji Suming glanced down at the Blood River True Sword in his hand, and very clearly sensed the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth slowly dissipating at the tip of his sword.

On the stone bridge, there was no expression on the face of the faceless creature, the snow-white neon dress sleeves were flicked, and the cold fairy voice spread throughout the entire Anyang County City: "Mole ant, you want to stop me?" ”

Ji Suming was not angry, and there was a rare solemnity in his expression: "You have lived in Anyang County for so long, and you haven't even revealed the slightest breath, who are you?" ”

Although the faceless creature was extremely contemptuous of Ji Su's life in his words, he did not continue to shoot at Zhao Xiaoyun, who had passed out.

After absorbing Zhao Xiaoyun's divine soul, it took several hours for her to break free from the shackles of incarnation, and during this time, she was unable to use the yin qi of heaven and earth at all, and she was extremely weak.

"You don't deserve to know where I came from," the faceless creature shook its head, "How about a deal?" ”

Ji Suming's brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at Zhao Xiaoyun, who was fainting at the bottom of the stone bridge, and said, "This person just practiced the ghost path spell, so as to make himself inhuman and ghostly, there is nothing special at all, why is it so important to you?" ”

Ji Suming didn't care about Zhao Xiaoyun's life or death, but this faceless creature had been hidden in Anyang County for so long, and he didn't know its true plans at this time, so he couldn't let go of his vigilance at all.

Rumble!

The divine voice resounded, and countless moon-white points of light slowly condensed from the void, and the figure of the god of the moon land turned from virtual to real, and gradually appeared above the extreme sky.

Under the agitation of the frost-white divine power, the eyes of the Crossing Moon Land Venerable God were extremely cold, looking down at the faceless creature on the stone bridge, and said, "Are you transformed by a trace of her residual breath?" ”

The Crossing Moon Land Honorable God and Ji Yuenian have a memory connection between the divine soul, and at this time, they have vaguely guessed the true origin of this faceless creature.

……

It's already time.

The lantern festival is full of lights.

Zhao Yinyue stood quietly on the stone bridge, her head full of green silk rising with the wind, and she lowered her eyes to look at the dark river flowing under the bridge.

The moonlight seems to have never changed since ancient times, sprinkled on her snow-white clothes, and also falls into her cold eyes, reflecting her like a fairy.

"Yue'er, you can go back and take a look."

Ji Hong's voice came to his ears from afar.

When the night breeze rose, Zhao Yinyue tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her soft and red lips carried a strand of hair, and what caught her eye was the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

Fire trees and silver flowers never sleep.

"Still lonely?" Ji Hong walked closer, his warm eyes full of smiles.

Zhao Yinyue didn't speak, just looked up fixedly at the magnificent fireworks that lit up the night sky.

Ji Hong's expression was a little worried, and he stepped forward and said, "Yue'er, you ......"

The white-robed woman, who was as beautiful as a fairy, didn't say a word, turned around slightly, held on to the cold carved stone pillar, and walked under the stone bridge step by step.

"Yue'er!"

Zhao Yinyue turned her back to him, still silent, her eyes were as cold as moonlight, her snow-white skirt danced in the wind, like a waterfall and green silk also rose up, walked out of the stone bridge, and never looked back.

But in the deepest part of his true spirit, there was a slight touch after all.

The seal of the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm trembled slightly, and a wisp of extremely rich Xuanyin Qi flowed out from above its true spirit, silently submerging into the stone bridge.

……

Taiyu Holy Sect.

The third mountain, Tongming Mountain Range, Yuting Palace.

Ji Yuenian opened his eyes suddenly, and there was an extremely rare trace of cold and bone-chilling anger and killing intent in his eyes.

"Pickled ghosts."