Since ancient times, the eight major interfaces have coexisted, but according to legend, only the ghost world is devoid of living things, and in ancient times, the barren land could not even grow plants, let alone animals. Therefore, the ghost world in ancient times became an ancient battlefield, and it is rumored that the ghost world in ancient times was not called the ghost world, but the landless world: it means that there is soil and no soil, it is a dead silence.

Wind and sand swept across the Soilless Realm, and as the two armies of the Divine Realm and the Demon Realm fought here, for the first time, creatures from other interfaces set foot here, leaving behind mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. Since then, more and more armies have chosen to fight here, for no other reason, because if they start a war at the interface where they live, not only will they hurt countless people, but once a master intervenes, not only will people be killed and injured, but even the territory will not become incomplete. Since then, more and more controllers have chosen to start a war in this place, and after countless battles, in the end, after an unprecedented battle, the vitality of the Seven Realms has been greatly damaged, and the strength of human and financial resources has been greatly weakened, and one of them is facing the disaster of extinction, and none of the Seven Realms has the ability to declare war on the outside world.

Maybe there were too many people who died, and the mountains of corpses and the river water mixed with blood eventually turned into the most nutritious fertilizer that nourished the entire Soilless Realm, or maybe the rest of the people from all walks of life came to the Soilless Realm and accidentally brought seeds, etc., and the Soilless Realm began to become vibrant. The warriors of all races who crawled out of the pile of dead people have become disillusioned with their original place, and would rather live in the Soilless Realm than go back, the Soilless Realm, inhabited for the first time. Those who lived there had nothing to eat at first, so they could only pick up dry food left by the army and use it, and even worse, to the point that they ran out of ammunition and food, they also ate people's corpses.

Since the people who remained in the Landless Realm came from the rest of the tribes (there were men and women among the warriors of each race, as long as they had strength), they mated in this place and bred offspring, because they were hybrids of various races, the offspring they bred had a peculiar bloodline, which was the most primitive ancestor of the ghost race. They were also afraid that war would once again sweep across the Landless Realm, so they built their houses, markets, and everything else underground. Now, they already have a unique bloodline, independent of the bloodline of the other seven realms, they call this bloodline the ghost bloodline, the world they live in the ghost world, and they call themselves the ghost race!

Now, if someone said that the underground of the ghost world was filled with bones 100 meters thick, some people would still believe it.

In the early morning, with the sound of a gong, Ning Hao and thousands of other workers were woken up. The crowd came out of the makeshift hut, and in a short time they were taken to the so-called mine. The army followed the old man yesterday and set out for what they had called the quarry.

Ning Hao followed in the army of miners, next to him was a boy about the same age as Ning Hao, with fair skin and a very delicate appearance, but his body looked a little thin. The boy looked around, as if looking for someone, and suddenly, the boy accidentally bumped into a man in front of him, and the man immediately pushed the boy away angrily, saying, "Waste, stay away from me." “

The boy stepped back again and again, bumping into Ning Hao, and the boy quickly got up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." “

Ning Hao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." Then he walked away.

The army of workers is still advancing, and Ning Hao is also walking on a small road with their leadership. Suddenly, Ning Hao only felt that he was squeezed around, and someone squeezed out of the crowd and came to Ning Hao's side, standing side by side with Ning Hao. Ning Hao looked at it, but it was the boy just now.

The boy came to Ning Hao and said, "This little brother, seeing that you are the same age as me, which village are you from?" Ning Hao said. "Nansheng Village? The boy said, "Then what's your name?" "Ning Hao. The boy read it again, as if trying to remember the name. "My name is Xiao Luo. "Hmm. Ning Hao's expression was indifferent, which made Xiao Luo very depressed, in fact, the reason why Ning Hao appeared here was that he wanted to know what the conspiracy of the Nangong clan was, and second, Ning Hao received the news that Zhu Xianhe, one of the Nangong Dharma Protectors, would also come here, Ning Hao just wanted to avenge the dead villagers of Nansheng Village, and at the same time find out the whereabouts of Mu Yu and Mu Lian, so Ning Hao didn't want to have anything to do with other people here.

Finally, under the leadership of the old man of the Nangong family, everyone came to the so-called mine, and as soon as they stepped into the mine, Ning Hao felt that the entire mine was already running. Among them, there is also a realm in the middle level of the Divine Soul Realm, and the master is quietly in charge of all this. In addition, there are three people at the lower level of the Divine Soul Realm, and as for the following, there are seven people from the upper level of the Great Luo Realm, fifteen people from the middle level of the Great Luo Realm, and twenty-four people from the lower level of the Great Luo Realm, and there are even more of those outer disciples.

Is this the essence of the ancient family that has been inherited for eternity? Ning Hao secretly exclaimed.

Everyone was taken to a platform, and on the platform, the person whose strength was in the middle level of the Divine Soul Realm did not appear, but only a master of the lower level of the Divine Soul Realm appeared, just like the person who led Ning Hao and the others here, he was also an old man who looked to be over half a hundred years old, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible. The old man's expression was serious, and below him, there were four middle-level masters of the Great Luo Realm, and the old man who led Ning Hao and the others was impressively in the ranks.

The old man at the bottom of the Divine Soul Realm coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, I won't say much polite words, all in all, as long as you work hard here, my Nangong clan will not treat you badly, and now, the Nangong Gate Protector Yang Qian will distribute it to you." The old man of the Divine Soul Realm spoke directly and concisely, pushing the responsibility away, and then, the old man of the Divine Soul Realm and the other three masters of the Great Luo Realm got up and left, leaving only the old man who led Ning Hao and them, it seems that he is the Yang Qian Protector.

Yang Qian divided the five thousand people into ten groups, each group of five hundred people, each led by a master of the Great Luo Realm, and Ning Hao happened to be assigned to Zhu Xianhe's group.

After Yang Qian finished assigning, with a wave of his hand, he also turned around and left, letting his subordinates lead by themselves. Ning Hao and others were taken to the mine by Zhu Xianhe to start work, but they only helped carry the gravel on the periphery and transported the excess gravel out. Walking into the mine, Ning Hao found that there were already people like his identity mining here, but no matter how Ning Hao looked, he couldn't tell that this was quarrying, the stones were smashed one by one, and the workers were constantly transporting the crushed gravel out. Those who had been quarrying here were all happy when they saw Ning Hao and these newcomers, and some of them said: "Great, thank God, someone finally came to replace us." “

The person next to him exclaimed: "Yes, yes, we don't have to die now." “

Just as Ning Hao was listening to their words that he didn't know where to start, there was a sudden violent vibration from under Ning Hao's feet, shaking the mountain rocks to fall off, and then a powerful spiritual power fluctuation surged out of the ground and rushed into the sky. Everyone looked at their feet in amazement, and suddenly someone said, "Is it an earthquake?"

The voice was extremely small, and Ning Hao looked at it, but it was the young man Xiao Luo he knew today.

At this moment, Ning Hao saw that the workers who came here first were all covering their heads, and said with a frightened expression: "Dead people, dead people again!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole ground suddenly shook, and all the new workers fell into terror, except for the first group of workers who came motionless, clutching their hair frantically with both hands, and kept chanting: "Dead again, dead again"

Ning Hao also looked around in horror, but Ning Hao understood that this was not an ordinary earthquake, because Ning Hao found that this tremor was generated by a powerful spiritual power fluctuation underground.

Just when this powerful earthquake caused everyone to panic, an old man appeared in the sky, it was the old man whose strength was in the middle level of the Divine Soul Realm, only to see the old man's hands sealed, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly, a huge, golden light enchantment emanated from the old man's sealed hands, quickly suppressing the swarming spiritual power.

After a stalemate for a while, Ning Hao found that the spiritual power fluctuations under his feet were getting weaker and weaker, and then disappeared. The vibration also gradually disappeared, and as the vibration disappeared, in mid-air, the old man also breathed a sigh of relief and disappeared in mid-air.

Ning Hao looked at the disappeared old man, and was just about to turn around to look at the others, when he suddenly found that among the crowd who came together, there were also a few people with strange expressions, and they were also staring at the discovery of the old man's departure.

Ning Hao sneered in his heart and said: It seems that this time, it will not be so peaceful!