Back and forth, after more than five months, Yang Shou finally walked out of Immortal Emperor City.

After taking the deposit from the entrance to the city, Yang Shou looked like he was disguised, and cautiously and sneakily got into a taxi shuttle.

The shuttle shuttled quickly in the air, Yang Shou held the mobile phone, kept pointing and pointing, and let out some weird laughter from time to time, living out a severe mobile phone cancer patient.

Unconsciously, the shuttle had deviated from the destination set by Yang Shou, and instead flew out of the city, and had arrived at the suburban pick-up spot of Hengzhou Film and Television City.

Below is a complex, cumbersome landscape.

Mountains, rivers, oceans, deserts, hills, snowfields, forests... All kinds of scenes have been 'cut' out of part and stuffed into the same area.

Looking down from above, the ground looks like an uneven palette.

It has a variety of colors of the earth.

Of course, there is not only ingenuity and beauty here, but also dangers that are not available in the city, at least there are dense heavenly eyes everywhere in the city, and there are few of them here.

"Guest! Please fasten your seatbelt. The driver who was driving the shuttle in the front seat said to Yang Shou at this time.

When Yang Shou heard this, he seemed to be stunned, and then said as if he had just come back to his senses: "Do you have to wear a seat belt in the back seat?" Now the traffic eye in the sky, even the back row has to be filmed? ”

The driver said: "Wearing a seat belt is for your safety, even if there is no monitoring of the traffic eye, you must abide by the flight rules!" ”

As he spoke, the driver turned his bright head and squeezed a smile at Yang Shou with a slanted face.

"That's right! It's also very good, if it weren't for the poison hidden in the seat belt and the curse, I might have listened to you! While Yang Shou spoke, the whole person was rapidly blurring.

Special title 'People can communicate with ghosts' a skill: virtual and real change.

Yang Shou, who was transformed into the body of a yin ghost, although he would be restrained by the energy of the yang attribute, but because he had no entity, he quickly escaped from the rental shuttle.

Thankfully, because the other party is temporarily pretending to be a taxi shuttle driver, the rental shuttle is an ordinary rental shuttle, which has not been transformed.

After Yang Shou escaped, because he was the body of a yin ghost, he could still float in mid-air and did not fall down directly.

The sunlight was not strong, shining on Yang Shou's body, making him feel a burst of pain as if he had been pricked by a dense needle.

And the vulture driving the shuttle directly kicked open the cockpit door, and the cuffs shook in the direction of Yang Shou.

A large number of gray fire feathers surrounded and attacked in the direction of Yang Shou.

There is no special talent, and if a cultivator wants to rely on his own ability alone and fly directly in the air, he needs the cultivation of attracting stars into his life.

Neither Yang Shou nor the vulture has reached the level of attracting stars to life.

So, in mid-air, they are not so convenient for each other.

Yang Shou had already drawn his saber.

Holding this ghost slaying knife with the body of a yin ghost, the scorching aura emanating from the knife made Yang Shou feel uncomfortable.

Despite this, Yang Shou swung his knife very quickly.

With a swing, the blade formed an impermeable barrier, blocking out all the flying feathers.

"If you don't get along, it's rude!" Eat me a blow!

Yang Shou briefly jumped out of the state of yin ghosts, restored to the yang body, pinched the seal by hand, and borrowed the method.

A palm slapped at the shuttle.

There was an explosion in mid-air, and the arc quickly spread on the shuttle, and the industrial garbage magic weapon, which was just a crude production, began to smoke and fell down with its head down.

The vulture had no choice but to jump out of the cockpit, spread its hands and legs, and used its mana to form a film of air between its arms and thighs.

It's like flying in a wingsuit, borrowing the wind in mid-air.

Yang Shou transformed into the body of a Yin Ghost again, floating in mid-air, swinging his knife towards the vulture.

The vulture dodged in embarrassment, rolling in mid-air, intentionally or unintentionally guiding Yang Shou in one direction.

On a hilly hill below, an oval sphere completely wrapped in paper talismans was tied to the feet of the mad crow, holding a heavy cannon barrel in his hand, constantly standardizing Yang Shou's flight trajectory.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and the large net that was completely twisted with mana quickly sprayed out of the barrel of the cannon and wrapped in the direction of Yang Shou.

At the same time, a large number of white charms, turning into flocks of paper cranes, began to fly towards Yang Shou's position.

Faced with such a trap, Yang Shou froze his body, as if he had given up resistance.

"Don't you want to make a move?"

"Be careful that I give a bad review!" At this time, in this unfavorable situation, Yang Shou didn't think about how to get out, but shouted loudly.

An instant later, there was a thunderclap.

The purple arc flashed, and a sassy woman in a purple robe appeared with a spear in hand.

The electric arc cut through the sky, easily tearing the large net apart, and at the same time, those white charms that turned into paper cranes also touched some kind of ripple when the woman was still some distance away, and chose to spontaneously combust and self-destruct.

Wearing denim bib pants, but with a purple slim half-robe.

The half-old and half-new dress makes the woman look a little weird.

With long purple hair tied into a ponytail, she looks particularly heroic.

Whether it is the hair crown on the head, the necklace on the neck, the earrings on the ears, the rings and bracelets on the hands, they are all carved from Zilin crystal, sealing a large amount of mana, and forming an extremely exquisite protective formation on its body.

The reason why those white spells that turned into paper cranes were far away from self-destruction was because they broke into the defense range of this layer of protection on the woman's body.

Yang Shou has been in the dueling club for a while, of course, not in vain.

Among them, I met some 'like-minded' young people, and together with them, we produced a new type of mobile phone software.

This software is called... Bang bang bang people!

As long as the order is successfully placed, the monk who is suitable for the nearest move will be notified immediately to take the order and rush to help.

Yang Shou is the creator of this software and the first practical experiencer.

And this woman with a spear is an investor who beats people and the number one gold medal fighter.

Think about it, in the Immortal Emperor City, who are the people who don't need to work, don't have the burden of aura, and can soak in the dueling club for a long time to polish their combat skills?

They have to have at least three qualities: money, time, and motivation.

Generally, those with these qualities are basically the second generation of cultivators from noble backgrounds, and they are the kind of second generation cultivators who are ambitious and ambitious and do not want to be confined to the protection of their elders.

Isn't this kind of second generation of repairs the best for Yang Shou?

As for Yang Shou, he has opened up the situation through two movies, and he is no longer just an unknown person.

Unless it's a bandit like the Peeling Sect, who is already doing business without capital.

Otherwise, when a normal monk encounters Yang Shou, he will be willing to discuss 'cooperation' with him.

The woman's name is 'Nie Ziying', and she is the Nie of the Celestial Realm Communication.

In the entire Eastern World, at least one-third of the communication business is in the hands of Celestial Communication.

And the Nie family is the largest immortal cultivation family behind the Celestial Realm Communication, and the Celestial Realm Communication has at least one-fifth of the equity, which is in the hands of the Nie family.

Nie Ziying is the thirteenth generation daughter of the Nie family, and her cultivation is not only extraordinary, but also extremely expensive.

Born in a wealthy family, and his natural preference for being fierce and ruthless, he broke in... But it was too much to her liking.

After all, who doesn't want to find a valid reason to keep fighting?